Feng Bao looked impatient, "Where did the old bull's nose come from, hurry up and get out of the way of Lao Tzu!" ”

The old man snorted coldly, "Good dogs don't get in the way, and you should let it go!" ”

Without waiting for Feng Bao to speak, a little brother beside him was directly furious, "Damn, dare to scold our leopard master for being a dog, I think you don't want to live anymore!" ”

"Get out of the way!"

The little brother said, pulled out the gun and went straight to the old man's head.

It's just that before he could aim his gun, he heard a bang.

The whole little brother was like a cannonball, flying straight backwards, hitting the wall behind him heavily, and he was killed directly!

Hiss......

Everyone present gasped.

This old man who doesn't know where he came from, his methods are inevitably too ruthless, and he actually kills people directly as soon as he makes a move!

Feng Bao and the others were also shocked by this old method.

These people in the Fire Leopard Hall are all mixed up in the road, but even they don't dare to kill people if they kill people.

This old way in front of him is even more ruthless than them!

But then, Feng Bao was furious.

The person who dares to kill him Feng Bao, what is the difference between this and slapping him in the face!

"Grass, slaughter him for Lao Tzu!"

Feng Bao gave an order, and more than a dozen gunmen behind him grabbed it and were about to shoot at Lao Dao.

It's just that before they could raise the muzzle of their guns, they saw the old man's long sleeves like a dragon, and he waved suddenly.

Bang bang bang!

The dozen or so gunmen fell to the ground, their chests sunken and their mouths spitting blood, and all the weapons in their hands fell to the ground.

Everyone present was stunned.

They never thought that this seemingly ordinary old way in front of them would be able to burst out with such a powerful strength!

Even firearms are not afraid, this veteran is by no means extraordinary!

Feng Bao had also thoroughly seen the other party's methods at this moment.

He knew very well that with the strength of the other party, if he wanted to kill himself, it would be as easy as a hand.

For a while, Feng Bao was frightened, and he no longer had the domineering spirit just now.

At the same time, a dozen heavily armed guards rushed in in panic when they heard the sound.

"What a boldness, even Mr. Wolong dares to offend, don't you want to live!" The lead guard shouted angrily.

"Mr. Wolong?!"

Hearing these four words, Feng Bao's face turned pale with fright.

The recent changes in Huaicheng have brought a lot of people from outside Huaicheng, and the entire Huaicheng can be divided into two forces in general.

One is the Rakshasa Marquis from the northern family.

One is the Liangjianghou from the owner.

And this Mr. Wolong, although Feng Bao has never seen him, he also knows that he is a master invited by the Beijia, and his status is even higher than that of the Rakshasa Marquis!

Feng Bao dreamed that the ordinary-looking old Taoist priest in front of him turned out to be the Wolong of the Bei family!

Feng Bao didn't hesitate any longer, and fell directly to his knees.

"Mr. Wolong, we don't know Taishan anymore, please don't be like us!"

Seeing this, the people in the Fire Leopard Hall behind him also knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Everyone in the Han family on the side was completely stunned when they saw this scene in front of them.

can scare a big man like Feng Bao to kneel and beg for mercy, what kind of existence is this Mr. Wolong in front of him? !

And what made them even more puzzled was why such a big man who even Feng Bao was afraid of would appear in their Han family?

Mr. Wolong didn't even glance at Feng Bao and them, and walked directly into the courtyard.

It's just that when he bypassed Han Jingting, when he saw Han Jingting's appearance clearly, his face changed slightly.

"The country is fragrant, the phoenix is haunted, and the posture of the mother. Good face! What a face! ”

Mr. Wolong admired one after another, and seemed to be very excited.

Everyone around, including Han Jingting herself, was confused by Mr. Wolong's words, and they didn't understand what the other party meant by these words.

Mr. Wolong didn't say anything more, and came straight to Mrs. Han.

"You're Mrs. Han, huh? Where is Han Sanshui's spiritual seat, take me to worship. ”

Mrs. Han was stunned.

Among the people who know Old Man Han, almost all of them only know that Old Man Han's name is Han Miao.

But few people know that Old Man Han actually has another name, called Han Sanshui.

Because Old Man Han used the name Han Sanshui, it has been a long time ago.

At this moment, when she heard that the Mr. Wolong in front of her actually said the name Han Sanshui directly, Mrs. Han immediately understood that the Mr. Wolong in front of her was afraid that he was the old man of Old Man Han!

Mrs. Han was married after Mr. Han came to Huaicheng when he was close to the age, and Mrs. Han was not very clear about Mr. Han's previous affairs.

She could just feel from Old Man Han's daily behavior that the other party was not an ordinary person, but whenever she asked, Old Man Han just casually said a few perfunctory words, and never said it in detail.

Now, when Mrs. Han saw that Old Man Han's deceased had such a great energy that she could make people like Feng Bao kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, she became more and more sure in her heart that the person in her own family was definitely not an ordinary person back then!

At the same time, Mrs. Han also had a plan in her heart, since this Mr. Wolong has such a high status and is the old man of her own family, if she can tie the other party up, it will definitely be a great thing for their Han family!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Han's attitude immediately became much kinder.

"The old man's spiritual seat is in the backyard, please come with me Mr. Wolong!"

Mrs. Han took Mr. Wolong and went directly to the backyard.

Everyone in the Han family, as well as Feng Bao, also hurriedly followed.

The backyard is a place to worship the ancestors of the Han family, except for the worship of the New Year's holidays, few people come on weekdays.

Mrs. Han took Mr. Wolong through the small courtyard and came directly to the back hall.

"This is the old man's spiritual position!"

Old Lady Han pointed to a spiritual seat in front of her and said.

Seeing Han Miao's name on the spiritual seat, a complicated look flashed on Mr. Wolong's face.

"Han Sanshui, Han Sanshui, after so many years, I finally found you!"

"You once said that your yang life is equally divided with the saint, but I didn't expect it to be really what you said!"

"They all say that I am Wolong, but you, an old horseman, are the real Wolong!"

When Mrs. Han and Han Chengye on the side heard this, their hearts were extremely shocked.

As the old saying goes, "Seventy-three, eighty-four, Hades doesn't call himself!" ”

The reason why there is such a saying is because the yang life of Confucius is seventy-three years old, and the yang life of Meng Yasheng is eighty-four years old.

When Old Man Han died, he was exactly seventy-eight years and six months old, which happened to be the average age of seventy-three and eighty-four.

In other words, as early as decades ago, Old Man Han had already guessed when he would die!

This...... It's just incredible!