"Fack!"

The remaining two bodyguards couldn't help but be furious when they saw this, but they had just seen the skills of this sloppy old man, so they naturally didn't dare to hold it up, so they both took out their pistols hidden in the pockets of their suits. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The silver-white body of the gun looks particularly dazzling in the sun. Unexpectedly, the two bodyguards took out two desert eagles.

Click!

The two of them pulled the bolt at the same time, and the muzzles of the two black holes locked on to the sloppy old man's vital point at the same time.

"Don't. Other. Don't shoot. It's your own people, your own people. After Uncle Hua saw the sloppy old man's appearance clearly, he hurriedly waved his hand at Liu Xiaojun.

"Your own people?" Liu Xiaojun glanced at the two bodyguards.

The two quickly withdrew their guns, but their eyes stared at the sloppy old man vigilantly, and they used their bodies to block in front of Liu Xiaojun.

"Yes! It's your own people. Uncle Hua was a little excited, he pointed to the sloppy old man, and said to Liu Xiaojun: "Young Master Xiaojun, don't you know this person?" Take a closer look. ”

Liu Xiaojun glanced at the sloppy old man carefully, this person was tall, his limbs were strong and powerful, but his eyes were dull, his gray beard and hair almost covered half of his dirty face, and after looking back and forth a few times, it seemed to be a little familiar.

"He used to be the personal bodyguard of the old master, Liu Meng." Uncle Hua said immediately.

"Shadow Swordsman Liu Meng." Liu Xiaojun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he glanced at the sloppy old man happily, sure enough, it was Liu Meng, the master who had been following his father Liu Yuanlin since he could remember.

"Yes. That's him. Uncle Hua responded.

"Uncle Meng. It turned out to be you. Liu Xiaojun looked Liu Meng up and down. The power of this shadow swordsman is something he has heard of since he was a child, and at the level below the entire Liu family's ancient martial artists, no one can beat this man with a soft sword hidden in his sleeve.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Meng. Just offended. Please also ask Uncle Meng to bear with me. Liu Xiaojun bent down towards Liu Meng and clenched his fists. For this kind of person with a very high force value, he is naturally worthy of Liu Xiaojun's courtesy. If he comes back this time, he can get Liu Meng's help, it will be a great help for him.

"Go away. Don't disturb my family's Lin Ye rest. The sloppy old man didn't seem to appreciate it, he pushed away the bodyguard who was blocking him, walked to Liu Yuanlin's tombstone and kicked away the bouquet that Liu Xiaojun had placed here.

Liu Xiaojun frowned and said loudly, "Uncle Meng." I'm Xiaojun. Have you forgotten me? When I was a child, you used to play with me on my head, and you nicknamed me the crying slug. ”

The sloppy old man turned a deaf ear, only to see him fall to his knees and wipe the concrete floor in front of the tombstone with his pants and clothes. The behavior seems to be a little crazy.

"Master Lin. Lin Ye. You usually have to eat some fruit snacks in the afternoon to get a good nap. I've picked some fresh fruit for you in the woods. You try it. The sloppy old man smiled, took out two apples from his dirty pocket with a serious face, and put them in front of Liu Yuanlin's tombstone.

"Young Master Xiaojun, stop screaming. There's no way he'll recognize you. Uncle Hua sighed, shook his head regretfully, and said, "By the side of the old master, only Liu Meng is really loyal. ”

"What the hell is going on?" Liu Xiaojun hurriedly asked.

"He was hit in the head. I'm a crazy guy now. Uncle Hua sighed.

"Uncle Meng's kung fu is so powerful, who has the ability to hurt him?" Liu Xiaojun said confusedly.

"The person from the ancestral hall, it is said that the person is Liu Meng's half-brother. I heard that the man was originally going to kill Liu Meng, but because of brotherly love, he finally saved his life, but a punch broke part of his cranial nerves, making him a complete crazy fool. Uncle Hua explained.

It turned out that in the battle between Liu Meng and Liu Xing, Liu Xing did not kill this brother after all, but punched him in the head and beat him into a fool. Perhaps, for Liu Xing, he can't always pass the hurdle of sibling killing.

"Master Lin, why don't you eat it? I had to run a long way to get it. Liu Meng looked at the tombstone with misty eyes, he scratched his head, glanced at the apple on the ground again, and suddenly said: "Oh, it turns out that I forgot to peel it." Sorry, sorry. ”

Liu Meng smiled, his right hand shook violently, and a shiny, but somewhat mutilated soft sword instantly bounced out of his sleeve.

Brush brush brush.

The sword light waved, and in less than ten seconds, a peeled apple appeared in Liu Meng's hand. Although Liu Meng is a little crazy and stupid, his kung fu is still exquisite.

"Huh. Master Lin, please use it slowly. Liu Meng handed over the apple.

"Can't it be cured?" Liu Xiaojun frowned and pointed to the door of his head.

"It's not curable." Uncle Hua shook his head and said: "The two CEOs of Far Eastern and Zhiyuan once invited the best brain expert group in Yanjing for consultation, but they all said that they could not do anything. ”

"Hey. It's a pity, a good skill. Liu Xiaojun shook his head regretfully.

"yes. Liu Meng's loyalty to the old family master is really rare. Even if you are crazy and stupid and don't remember anything, you still remember to be loyal to your old master. Uncle Hua looked at Liu Meng sympathetically, he touched his pocket and wanted to take out some money and stuff it to Liu Meng, but found that Liu Xiaojun next to him didn't know when he touched a shiny pistol.

"There are many ways to be loyal." Liu Xiaojun's face returned to his previous cold arrogance. He slowly swirled a silencer onto the pistol.

Click.

Liu Xiaojun was loaded with an expressionless pull. A terrifying chill suddenly emanated from him.

Uncle Hua's heart thumped coldly. This guy isn't going to ......

Beep!

Uncle Hua's heart shrank suddenly, and before he could react, he saw a magnificent blood flower blooming on the back of Liu Meng's neck, which was particularly dazzling and bloody.

Strike!

Lin ...... Father...... Eat ......" Liu Meng threw himself down in front of the tombstone, stretched out his hand, and touched the tombstone with his last breath, before closing his eyes heavily and never waking up.

Knock knock.

The peeled apple in Liu Meng's hand was stained with blood, and after rolling on the ground, it fell at Liu Xiaojun's feet.

"A dog that can't protect its owner, there's no point in living, otherwise let him go down and reunite with his master early. lest the old man feel lonely down there. Liu Xiaojun coldly dropped a sentence, stepped on the bloodstained apple with a ruthless face, and strode towards the gate of the cemetery.

Grunt!

Uncle Hua's back was inexplicably cold, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

Liu Meng has been with Liu Yuanlin for almost most of his life, and has made a lot of contributions to him, and his loyalty is well known to everyone in the entire Liu family. What Uncle Hua didn't expect was that Liu Meng did not die at the hands of the ancestral hall, but in the end he died at the hands of Liu Yuanlin's son. It's just sad and miserable!

After all, Uncle Hua is an elderly person with a certain amount of social experience and psychological endurance, and soon, he adjusted his emotions, glanced at Liu Meng who died in a pool of blood with a complicated expression, shook his head, and chased after Liu Xiaojun.

This time, Uncle Hua's footsteps were no longer as hurried as before, but much slower......