"Then tell me, what level has your master Elder Zhai reached?" Luo Yang had no intention of killing this middle-aged man, but was willing to get more information from him.

"I don't know exactly what level he has reached, but I know that I can't survive three moves in front of his old man." The middle-aged man was also honest and said.

"And how many moves did you make in front of me?" Luo Yang once again showed that harmless smile of humans and animals.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

In front of the other party, he didn't hold up a single move at all.

Doesn't that mean that this guy in front of him may be even more powerful than his master?

The middle-aged man was also a very eye-catching person, knowing how powerful the other party was, he didn't say anything anymore, endured the severe pain on his body, barely supported his body, and said to Luo Yang: "All the upstairs are organs, but you have to follow me, I promise that you will not touch those organs, if you don't follow me, what are the consequences, you don't want to trouble me." ”

The middle-aged man is also a straightforward person, and at this time he seems to have relaxed his guard against Luo Yang a little bit, knowing that since Z himself is not the opponent of the other party, it is better to think about the other party honestly, otherwise, when the other party kills himself with a knife, it will also be sent to death in vain, and he will not be wronged at all.

But it seems that since becoming this underworld, death is not a wrongful thing for them at all.

"Don't worry about this, as long as you are honest and don't make any trouble with me, I will definitely not kill you, I am not a person who kills innocents indiscriminately, although I really want to kill you, but at the moment when you didn't sneak attack me, but turned on the lights and prepared to fight with me with a real sword/gun, I don't have the intention of killing you, so you can rest assured, as long as you really think about me, I will definitely not want your life." Luo Yang said with relief for the other party.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect Luo Yang to be so generous to himself, and he was stunned.

"The twenty-third floor looks very calm, but in fact it is full of hidden machine guns, all hidden in corners that you don't pay attention to, and the mechanisms are all on the walls, so you don't touch those walls at all, as long as you touch them, you will be taken care of by the machine guns where you are standing......" The man carefully led the way in front and said to Luo Yang behind him.

Luo Yang is familiar with the road, and there is not much pressure at all, but the middle-aged man is under a lot of pressure, he is afraid that he will accidentally touch the mechanism, not to mention Luo Yang as a bullet blocker, and let himself fall into the reputation of betraying the master in vain.

Those who practice martial arts cherish their reputation, especially the reputation of their masters, sometimes more than their lives.

However, in front of this middle-aged man, the reputation of the master is obviously not as precious as life.

With this middle-aged man leading the way, he was familiar with the road in the future, and he did not encounter the slightest threat.

The two of them walked up to the twenty-eighth floor one after the other.

Walking to the staircase on the twenty-eighth floor, the middle-aged man stopped and said to Luo Yang behind him: "I brought it to you, I can go!" ”

Before Luo Yang could answer him, a voice came from the room on the twenty-eighth floor, saying, "Since you have come, you are not busy leaving, I still have something to say to you as a teacher." ”

The voice was low and loud, as if it were coming from a distant horizon.

From this point alone, Luo Yang concluded that this Lao Zhai was definitely in the ranks of captain-level martial artists, and had even surpassed captain-level martial artists.

This old man uses a skill similar to the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Technique, that is, he uses his powerful inner body to vibrate the sound from the chest cavity and send it out, the sound is long and long, as if it is spoken in the ear, but when you listen carefully, it seems to come from the sky.

Luo Yang has never encountered a person who can have such skills, and even none of the ghost masters Luo Yang has encountered can reach such a realm, which shows that the other party's horror is extraordinary.

Luo Yang is okay, he originally had his true qi in his body, and his true qi was not too much different from the other party, but the middle-aged man was different, under the old man's roar, the middle-aged man actually took a step back with trembling all over his body, if it wasn't for Luo Yang who helped him block it behind the man, Luo Yang believed that the man had been suppressed by the sound and sat on the ground.

That's not all, after the man heard that voice, the next moment the man seemed to be unable to withstand the powerful power of the voice, his whole body was trembling, and there were even blood stains in his ears.

The internal force is terrifying, and it is so powerful.

In the sight of Luo Yang and the two, the two glass doors in front of the two of them automatically opened after the sound came, and when the door was opened, all the lights turned on almost at the same time.

In an instant, the entire floor was lit up.

There are many glass walls and curtains, all of which are made of transparent glass, and the rooms made of transparent glass can almost see the entire floor at a glance.

I saw that in a room on the entire floor, there was an old man writing at the desk.

The old man was dressed in a gray robe, with crane hair and a childish face, a long beard fluttering, and a thin figure.

The old man held a brush in his hand, bent down slightly, held the edge of the table with his left hand, held the brush with his right hand, and splashed ink on a piece of rice paper on the table.

Since people are invited, I naturally can't help but go.

Luo Yang stepped over the middle-aged man and walked into the room.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, as if he had expected that even if he didn't go, he would inevitably die, so he followed Luo Yang's footsteps and walked in.

The room looks spacious because it is a small room made of transparent glass, but it is a bit irritating to walk through the middle hallway.

If you don't feel cold, you're going to kick on the glass.

The old man's room was the largest on the entire floor.

There are very few things in the room, only a small bed of about one meter two, two rows of bookshelves in one corner, and in the middle is the table where the old man is lying at this time, and there is a stack of white rice paper next to it.

It can be seen that the rice paper is very good, and it is all high-quality rice paper.

The old man's pen power is also very good, and he seems to be very skilled in splashing ink.

Luo Yang walked into the room and didn't speak, just quietly watched the old man write.

If the old man was not in Qiao Er's gang, he would probably become a respected generation of Confucianism, of course, these are all felt by Luo Yang from the old man's words. Although it is not real, Luo Yang is extremely sure in his heart.

When Luo Yang heard the old man's conversation, he affirmed the thoughts in his heart even more.

"How do I write?" The old man finished writing the last word, put it on the paragraph, and stamped it for printing, then raised his head, looked at Luo Yang with a charitable and peaceful smile and asked.

Luo Yang looked at the old man's words carefully.

Ten big characters: Climb high and look at the far sea, and immediately set the Central Plains.

I have to say that these are the best ten words that Luo Yang has seen written since he returned to Huaxia.

"Very well written, vigorous and powerful, but with a sense of debauchery/bohemia." Luo Yang nodded and said.

"Hahahaha...... It's rare to meet a confidant on top of this dry building. The old man seemed to be very satisfied with Luo Yang's affirmation of his pen power, and laughed twice and said very heroically.

"To tell you the truth, I'm only right about words, not people." Luo Yang replied unceremoniously.

Luo Yang's words are metaphorical, only for words, not for people, that is, to affirm that the other party's words are good and beautiful, but the person who writes is not necessarily.

The old man obviously felt that Luo Yang's words were not good, but he didn't care. looked at Luo Yang and continued to ask, "Do you know the origin of these two poems?" ”

"As a Chinese, I naturally know that. I don't bother you to remind you. Luo Yang replied coldly again.

"Hahahaha...... It seems that Xiaoyou is also a cultural person. This is a poem sent to Mr. Jiang by Mr. Yu Youren, Mr. Jiang gave this word to Mr. Yu, I heard that his beloved died, but love and can do it, ten thousand people can not be one, can be handsome and talented people and practice, very people may be better than also! The old man seemed to return to his memories all of a sudden, and his eyebrows twitched a little as he spoke.

"Old fellow, what do you want to say, hurry up, labor and management are still busy!" The old man's words said that Luo Yang was covered with clouds and mountains, and he didn't know what to do, but Luo Yang subconsciously felt that there was something strange in the old man's words, but where was the weirdness, he couldn't find it, so he said unceremoniously.

He didn't think that a gang leader could have much ambition or ambition, as for those visions, Luo Yang felt that these had nothing to do with a gang leader.

The old man didn't seem to take Luo Yang's unkind words to heart at all, but said to himself: "Although Huaxia has always been a power from the barrel of a gun, but it is still possible to be a grass king with a gun, but it may not be possible for the king to be in the world. The thousands of students who originated from the small island of Huangpu are able to dominate the mountains and rivers internally, resist the Japanese invaders externally, and are admirable and respectable in foreign wars. ”

Hearing this, Luo Yang seemed to have expected a little bit of the identity of the old man, and seemed to be a little sensitive, but he faintly seemed to feel something.

However, no matter what kind of identity the other party has, no matter what kind of ulterior secrets he has in Huaxia and secluded under a gangster Qiao Second, it doesn't matter to Luo Yang, what he has to do is either beat him to death and clear the obstacle in front of him, or he walks away by himself and makes way for himself.

Seeing that Luo Yang didn't answer at all, the old man still didn't care, and continued to take care of himself: "The train runs fast, all depends on the headband, and all the credit belongs to Mr. Jiang, but it is a pity that Mr. Jiang's reputation is ruined by the unladylike employment." ”

Malegobi, Luo Yang wanted to open his mouth and scold him, telling him that these fucking things had a relationship with Lao Tzu, but thinking that the old man seemed to be trying to tell himself something when he said such a big thing, so he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and did not scold him.

"These have all rolled into the long river of history, don't mention these sad things again, let's talk about it, what do you mean by stopping me?" Luo Yang looked at the old man bluntly and said.

"Maybe you don't understand what I mean now, but one day you will understand, Mr. Jiang's reputation is ruined by unladylike employment, and I am ruined by looking at people unladylike, Qiao Er is a guy who doesn't look at great use, but it's a pity that the old guy still treats him as a future general to cultivate, it's really blind old guy My dog eyes!" The old man seemed to be sad in his heart, and he couldn't hide the sadness in his heart when he spoke.