"Or- I still don't want this brand?" Yan Murong asked cautiously.

This condition is too difficult. Besides, what does he want the "Green Capsule Sutra" to do? He's not a doctor, so he can't read it.

Yan Murong smiled bitterly, if he wanted this thing, he would either ask him for money - oh no, he would want his life. At least he has one more, and he only has the upper half of the "Green Capsule Sutra", and he doesn't know which mouse hole he is hiding in the lower half.

"You don't want it?" Old Man Jin's eyes widened and he said. "It's late now."

"I really don't want it, can't I?" Yan Murong was about to cry, and he no longer covered his pockets, and directly took out the golden sign and put it on the table, thinking, is this Longteng? Is it the most mysterious and powerful organization in the legendary Chinese Xia? How do you feel like you've entered a bandit village? Still with a strong buy and a strong sell?

"Oh? You don't want it? ”

"No, I really don't." Yan Murong waved his hand again and again, it's a big deal to be careful in the future, and he doesn't need to rely on this brand to save his life.

"Old man, to be honest, I can give you the first half of the "Green Capsule Sutra" if you want it, but I really don't have the second half." Yan Murong said with a bitter face.

"Don't pull it down." Old Man Jin's face changed suddenly, and he easily put the brand back.

“――”

Yan Murong suddenly felt as if she had been fooled.

Just when Yan Murong was pondering there, he heard Old Man Jin speak. "I won't force you if you don't want a brand, but I still have to ask for the "Green Capsule Sutra".

"Old man, I'll discuss something with you." Yan Murong said with a bitter face.

"Say."

"Look, this is the military region, there must be a lot of guns—otherwise, you give the order and shoot me."

"You kid, you're messing around." Old Man Jin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. "Lao Yan is right, you little guy, you are really an iron bird with a hair, good, very good."

Good? Are you okay?

Yan Murong was so depressed that she was about to cry, was this scolding herself or praising herself?

"Alright, don't cry with a sad face." Old Man Jin waved his hand, took out a silver sign from his pocket and put it on the table, and said. "If I want you to join Longteng, would you like to?"

"Huh?" Yan Murong was stunned, looking at Old Man Jin's serious expression, he was a little unsure of what he was selling.

"To or not to?" Old Man Jin asked.

"Yes, why not." Yan Murong didn't bother to think about it, and reached out to grab the sign on the table. Anyway, it's not a bad thing to join Longteng, although the color of the brand has changed, but it doesn't have much impact.

"Slow down."

Just as Yan Murong was about to grab the sign, a big hand picked up the sign first.

"If you want a brand, you can." Old Man Jin put away the sign and said. "You want me to see if you're qualified for this brand."

"Isn't there another test?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"That's right." Old Man Jin nodded, and his face changed suddenly. "If you want to become a member of Longteng, pass me first."

As he spoke, Old Man Jin suddenly stood up, and his wrinkled hand slapped on the table, and the table was instantly torn apart.

Yan Murong was completely stunned by Old Man Jin's sudden slap, and looked at Old Man Jin who was full of murderous aura, and the surprised expression on his face was fully revealed.

"What a great old man." Yan Murong thought to himself, at that moment, the murderous aura emanating from Old Man Jin's body actually made him, a person who claimed to be not afraid of heaven and earth, feel palpitations. He couldn't understand how an old man who looked so kind could have so much energy hidden in his body. Just when he slapped the table with a slap, the outgoing energy let Yan Murong know that Old Man Jin's kung fu was far above him, and even the old man who hid in the mountains and refused to come out was not as powerful as him.

"Old man, are you- what are you going to do?" Sitting on the chair, Yan Murong looked at Old Man Jin with a stupid expression, not knowing what he wanted to make trouble with his sudden madness.

"Less nonsense." Old Man Jin said angrily. "If you want to enter my dragon teng, you must first pass my test."

After that, without waiting for Yan Murong to speak again, Old Man Jin raised his palm and slapped it on Yan Murong's forehead, and the sharp palm wind made Yan Murong feel an unprecedented feeling - death!

That's right, the power contained in Old Man Jin's palm is extremely great, and Yan Murong believes that even if he uses all his strength to take the palm, he won't even be sure of it.

However, fortunately, Yan Murong reacted quickly enough, and while sensing the danger, his body fell to the side, and he didn't care about the image, he rolled on the ground a few times in a row, and rolled upside down to the door before listening.

"Click-click--"

Although Old Man Jin's palm that slashed Huashan did not hit Yan Murong, the chair was shaken by the palm wind.

"It's amazing." Yan Murong was shocked, he could do it if he smashed a table with one palm, but he couldn't do it now if he was only smashing a chair with the palm wind, making him tired and vomiting blood.

Yan Murong had the heart to die. Test? Why does it look like you want your own life the more you look at it?

"Good boy, quick to react." Old Man Jin snorted coldly, stepped directly over the broken chair, and walked towards Yan Murong, and suddenly, the room was filled with a chill that made people stunned.

Old Man Jin didn't have any fancy moves, and even, he just slapped Yan Murong one by one, and he didn't even change his moves, but Yan Murong was sweating profusely, and his whole body was covered with wall ash, so he only cared about dodging, and he didn't have a chance to fight back.

Even if he was fast enough to dodge Old Man Jin's attacks one after another, the sharp palm wind still made his face hurt.

"This old man is so shameless." Yan Murong secretly scolded in his heart, he was so powerful, he could still pretend to be a retired old man, which was enough to embarrass him.

What made Yan Murong even more depressed was that he didn't see that this old man knew kung fu, and he was so powerful.

"Old man, that's enough, I admit defeat, and I don't want the brand." Yan Murong shouted while hiding.

"Old man, I mean what I say, don't you want it if you want it?" Old Man Jin also ignored Yan Murong's shouts, and still slapped Yan Murong with one palm.

"You're a bum."

"I'm a scoundrel, don't hide if you have the ability."

"Damn, I'm not hiding." Yan Murong was furious, stopped his continuous fleeing footsteps, pulled off his trouser belt, and said angrily. "If you are handsome and scoundrel with me, I will untie your trouser belt with you! Don't say that my young man bullied you old man. ”