The image of the Polman Hotel in Han Prisoner's mind came to mind, and the picture of Nie Ting raising his hand and killing Master Mo with a finger still remembers it clearly.

"Damn, don't waste your time here, all of them raise money for me. ”

Han Jian scolded: "Real estate, stocks, luxury cars, but everything that can be sold has been bought for me, you must get me a billion within three days, otherwise I will really die, and I will definitely pull you on the road before I die." ”

"Don't worry, big brother, let's go. ”

A group of younger brothers hurriedly left, and they wished they had two more legs.

And Han Prisoner was spread out on the chair, his eyes looking straight at the ceiling.

As soon as he thought of giving away a billion dollars in cash for nothing, he felt that his breathing was not smooth.

But in addition, he has no other solution, although there is a lot of one billion cash, but compared to his own life, he can only choose to give it away.

"No, this revenge must be avenged. ”

The gaze in Han Prisoner's eyes became full of resentment.

There is revenge and no revenge, this is not his style of Han prisoner.

"I'll put this billion cash with you for the time being, and sooner or later I'll get it back!"

Han Jian muttered to himself, and the next moment he suddenly seemed to think of something, gritted his teeth fiercely, directly picked up the phone on the desk, and dialed an unfamiliar number.

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Southeast of China, Bay Island.

In a dense bamboo forest, an old man is holding a bamboo sword in his hand and is chopping at will.

The old man looked to be sixty or seventy years old, with gray hair and a very thin body.

Although the bamboo sword in his hand is constantly chopping, he does not feel any powerful power at a glance, but rather knows children playing like they are playing, and they are chaotic.

It's just that for these, the old man obviously doesn't feel that the bamboo sword in his hand is still cutting out, continuously.

"Master. ”

A voice came, and the next moment, accompanied by a sound of footsteps, a figure appeared in the bamboo forest.

This figure is a middle-aged man, the man is slender, although he has entered middle age, but the whole person feels extremely sharp, like a humanoid sword, full of sharpness.

"What?"

The bamboo sword in the old man's hand finally stopped waving, and he didn't look back, just asked lightly.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and it wasn't until a moment later that he finally spoke, "Senior brother is dead." ”

Just one sentence, just four words.

The old man also fell silent, and after a long time asked, "Who killed him?"

There is no sadness or joy in his voice, making it impossible to hear his true emotions.

"The one who killed the junior brother was a young man named Mr. Nie. ”

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "The disciple didn't find out any other information about this Mr. Nie, only that he was about twenty years old, and he suddenly appeared in Lincheng recently, and the junior brother died in his hands because he collided with him." ”

"Oh, a young man in his twenties?"

Hearing this, the old man was obviously a little surprised, only to see him turn around and look at the middle-aged man, and said: "Although your junior brother has ordinary talent, after all, he also has the cultivation of the Four Rank Realm, this young man is only about twenty years old, and he can actually kill your junior brother, and his talent must be extremely extraordinary." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, his current cultivation was only a sixth-grade realm, but his age was already close to fifty.

Naturally, I know what it means to have the strength to kill a four-rank martial artist at the age of twenty.

With such a talent, as long as there are no accidents, he will be almost 100% able to reach the realm of a grandmaster in the future.

"A martial arts genius ...... so young"

The old man muttered, but before he could finish speaking, suddenly it was at this time.

A goshawk flew over the bamboo forest, and after a while, it landed towards the bamboo forest below.

The old man's expression changed slightly when he looked at the hovering goshawk that landed, and the bamboo sword in his hand stretched out, allowing the goshawk to fall on the bamboo sword.

"Master, this ......"

The middle-aged man wanted to speak, but was stopped by the old man.

The old man reached out and took a bamboo tube from the goshawk's body, opened it, and quickly took out a note from it.

There were not many words on the note, but after the old man glanced at it a few times, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It looks like it's time for me to return to East China. ”

"Master, are you going back?"

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, the old man had been on Bay Island for more than ten years, why did he suddenly want to go back now?

The old man didn't speak, and casually threw out the note in his hand, which was supposed to be as light as a feather, but it shot like a stone in the direction of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man grabbed the note in his hand, opened it and looked at it, and after a while, he suddenly frowned and said, "It's this Mr. Nie again!"

The old man smiled: "Han Prisoner served me for a period of time many years ago, although I didn't accept him as a disciple, but it can be regarded as some origin, and now your junior brother happened to be killed by Mr. Nie, and Han Prisoner came to me because of this Mr. Nie, it seems that God asked me to return to East China, since this is the case, then go back." ”

The old man had a smile on his face, but if you look closely, you will find that there is some extremely strong domineering in this smile.

It's just because the old man hides it well, so if you don't look closely, you can't find out.

The middle-aged man looked at the old man, frowned, and said, "Master, this Mr. Nie can have a disciple to make a move, if you go to deal with him personally, won't you fall behind?"

You must know that the old man had already entered the realm of martial arts grandmasters ten years ago, and if he went back to deal with a junior at this time, he would definitely make people in the martial arts world laugh.

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said: "Just a Mr. Nie, naturally I am not qualified to go back, I went back this time for another thing." ”

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't react yet.

At this time, I saw that the old man suddenly shook his bamboo sword, and the next moment he turned his hand and slashed directly behind him.

"Huh!"

A white qi blade visible to the naked eye instantly condensed and shot towards the bamboo forest behind the old man.

I saw that this white air blade rushed into the bamboo forest at great speed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

However, despite this, the middle-aged man's face was still occupied by a rich shock.

"Click, click, click......"

The stout green bamboos fell one after another, and the fractures were as smooth as mirrors, as if they had been cut off by some sharp blade in an instant.

The middle-aged man looked at this kind of picture in shock, and he couldn't close his mouth in shock.

Finally, after about a minute of relaxation, the middle-aged man looked at the old man again and said in shock: "Master...... You...... Breakthrough?"

You must know that what the old man was holding in his hand just now was just a bamboo sword.

Relying only on a bamboo sword, after a sword is slashed, it can have such a huge power, and there is no other possibility except for a breakthrough.