Creak~

The car stopped about twenty meters away from Nangong Hongwen's car.

Without anyone's command, the old man opened the car door and rushed towards the incident. Autumn Breeze gripped the steering wheel tightly, looking around vigilantly.

He can't listen to Miss's wayward words, and must stay by Miss's side at all times to keep her safe.

Rub and rub.

The old fisherman got on the car, stood on the roof of the car, looked around and found no suspicious signs, and then beckoned to the autumn wind not far away.

Autumn Wind drove the car forward for some distance and stopped. As soon as the two got out of the car, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

"What a murderous aura!" Qiu Feng said loudly, his voice mixed with a slight anger.

"Murderous?" Nangong Siying asked.

"Yes, miss. I could feel the murderous aura of the other party from the scene, and when I reached a certain level, even if I didn't have to see him himself, I could feel it just by relying on these corpses. The other party is not only a master, but also the top type of person among the masters. The strength of the other party is about the same as that of the uncle. ”

Nangong Siying was stunned. She knew who the uncle Qiu Lao was talking about. She really didn't want to mention this name, but the people around her always mentioned him involuntarily. Is there no place in this world without him?

Thinking of this, Nangong Siying couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart. This person's strength can be about the same as him, how powerful should that be? So...... Nangong Siying didn't dare to think about it, and was about to speed up and walk towards her father's car.

Unexpectedly, her arm was pulled by the autumn wind.

"Miss, I want you to be mentally prepared." Qiu Feng said in a low tone.

Although Qiu Feng is reluctant to admit it, this is an indisputable fact. Even if I ran into the other party, I didn't have much certainty, let alone Nangong Hongwen, who didn't know martial arts.

"Grandpa Qiu, I know." Nangong Siying whispered.

Did Grandpa Qiu really think so? Could it be that my father is really unlucky? Nangong Siying walked to the front of the car and stretched out her hand to open the door, but found that the door had been locked.

Just when he was about to ask Qiu Lao for help, the lights of the car suddenly turned on. It turned out that Qiu Lao had already found the keys to the car in the driver's pocket. Nangong Siying opened the car door and found that her father, Nangong Hongwen, was lying motionless in the back chair with a peaceful face.

The blood on the top of his head was still flowing downward, and the white shirt under his black suit was soaked with blood. The apprehension in her heart was confirmed the moment she opened the door, maybe she guessed the worst outcome, maybe Nangong Siying had acquiesced to this fact in her heart.

She didn't hold her father's body and cry like ordinary girls, nor did she have the fear of seeing her father die.

I saw her get into the car, squatting in front of her father, stretching out her hands and constantly wiping the blood flowing on her father's face. She felt the thickness of the blood and the slightly hot temperature. Her hands were quickly dyed red, and Nangong Hongwen's face was already completely covered with blood. It was as if the man had fallen into a pool of blood, covered in blood.

"Miss, don't wipe it. Accept that fact. Qiu Feng couldn't stand it anymore and comforted him.

"Grandpa Qiu, I know. My father was a very clean man when he was alive, and now that he is leaving, I don't want him to leave this world with a blood-stained face. But no matter how hard I try, I just can't wipe it clean? Nangong Siying said with a sigh.

As he spoke, tears flowed uncontrollably. On one side is bright red blood, and on the other side is crystal clear tears.

Nangong Siying's words were heard in his ears, but they made people's chests hurt. The faces of the two old men were a little sad.

Suddenly, two people appeared again at the end of the street, one tall and strong, the other a little thin, walking slowly towards this side. The two of them walked very casually, without deliberately speeding up or slowing down, but these two people shocked Qiu Feng and the old man fishing.

Qiu Feng, whose strength was slightly higher than that of the fishing old man, saw a murderous aura from the thin man that coincided with the scene. I didn't expect the other party to leave all the time, and he was waiting for him here.

"Protect it, miss, I'll come when I go." After the fishing old man said this, he was about to rush towards the other party.

"Huh?" The autumn wind suddenly spoke.

"You are an old immortal, don't fight with Lao Tzu. ...... just now"

"Be careful, the other party is very strong." Autumn Wind spoke.

"Uh......" The old man was stunned.

The two of them have been arguing for a lifetime, and suddenly one of them has changed his usual style, which really surprises the other.

Qiu Feng knew that the other party must have come prepared, and perhaps this sentence could become the last conversation between the two people.

"You do your own thing. The person who can kill Lao Tzu has not yet been born in this world. The old man waved his hand, and then he started his body with all his strength and swept towards the other party.

"This fish head, it's all at this time, and it's still so face-loving." Autumn Wind muttered.

"Red Snake, two old men, which one are you going to pick?" Black Mamba said with a smile.

"Both are mine, although you are the team leader, but I don't want you to fight with me." Red Snake said coldly.

“ok！” The Black Mamba spread his hands and said indifferently.

It was the best thing to do in this fight without allowing himself to do it, and he wished he could do it.

As soon as the words fell, the red snake had already disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the old fisherman.

The old man didn't expect that the other party's speed would be so fast, and even himself, who had always been proud of his speed, was slightly inferior.

I didn't have time to think about it, and the old man slapped it with a palm. External strength is released, the third realm of strength. It's no wonder that this old man dares to speak wildly, how can he be embarrassed to say it without two brushes?

The red snake smiled faintly, and collided with the other party with his left hand.

Rumble.

The old fisherman's body stepped back.

His eyes were full of horror. According to his strength, he can also judge that the person in front of him is the creator of this assassination. Originally, I thought that if such a master was to hide, it would take some effort to find it. But the other party didn't leave at all, and was waiting for him directly.

Is it because we are too confident in our own strength, or do we feel that our strength is too poor?

The old man was very disdainful of this, he was born with a fiery temper, and those who dared to offend the Nangong family had only one end, and that was death. So in the process of rushing, he kept mentioning the strength in his body, wanting to give the other party a heavy blow.

He hates trouble very much, and he likes to be straightforward when he fights, and he is unwilling to test the strength of the other party, but only gives full play to his own strength. If your strength is not good, no matter how much you try, it is useless?

So with a look, the fishing old man used his thunderous blow. But the problem came, I didn't dare to say that I went all out, at least I used seventy or eighty percent of my strength, but Rao was like this, and I was still repelled by the other party.

During the fight, the fishing old man also saw the smile on the other party's face, and the other party casually slapped his long-planned palm, and it ended up in a miserable scene. Such a fact is unacceptable to a face-loving person like the old man fishing, and there is still the old immortal behind him to look at it again, if this battle is over, this old guy will not laugh off his big teeth.

No, absolutely not.

Thinking of this, the anger in the eyes of the old fishing man was even worse, and he pounced on the red snake like a mad lion. Now he is a gray-haired old man, and he can fight so hard, which makes the black mamba who walks on the side appreciate. If he were in his old age, he probably wouldn't be as desperate as this old man.

Red Snake's face finally became serious. The other party's strength has reached a very high level, and the wanton volatilization is enough to prove that this guy's skills are profound. But his face became serious, but his moves were still so casual, and he only made the fishing old man half angry.

For example, when you are full of confidence, you have also made too many preparations, and you continue to strengthen your training before the game, and you are sweating profusely when you go on the field. But what about your opponent, just go there and make a very casual stop, and make a mediocre move. But that's it, you haven't even touched the corners of other people's clothes after fighting for a long time, this is a shame, an insult to Chiguoguo.