Chapter 772: Scarface who can act

The white-haired old man said coldly: "I don't look at people with my eyes, but with my nose!"

Luo Xiaofeng felt very strange and funny. It was the first time he had heard that the nose could see things. The person who said this is either a god or a nerve.

Luo Xiaofeng stared intently at the nose of the old man in white. The nose of the old man in white also looks very ordinary, it is also two noses and eyes, and it is also big head down, and the size and shape are not much different from others.

The old man fell lightly from the roof of the sedan chair, and the shoes he wore on his feet were also white. The soles of their white shoes, stepping on the dusty streets, are not stained with dust. What kind of light skill is this? This kung fu may be even more powerful than the legendary snow treading without a trace!

Luo Xiaofeng was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed: "It's a shame that a master like a senior doesn't know him!"

The old man in white sneered: "The old man is a nameless person, it's normal for you not to know him, but it's not normal to know him." ”

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes flashed: "The predecessor must be a hermit who is far away from the world and independent from the world. ”

The old man in white was silent. Silence is sometimes an acknowledgment.

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly said: "A master like his predecessor should be proud of Lin Quan and live for a long time, but I don't know why my predecessor wants to repeat the red dust and come to this flood?"

The old man in white had a solemn face, and he looked into the distance with a pair of empty eyes: "This is my business, why should I tell you?"

Luo Xiaofeng sighed: "I shouldn't have asked about the affairs of my predecessors, but today I have to ask!"

The old man in white sneered, he squeezed the silver nail in his hand tightly, and said word by word: "I can kill Scarface, and I can also kill you." ”

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "If you kill someone, I will arrest you, unless you kill me!"

The old man in white said lightly: "The old man only kills two kinds of people in his life. One is a villain who does a lot of evil, and the other is a self-righteous and competitive straw bag. ”

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "Being in the public gate, I have no choice but to do so. Although he is not the opponent of his predecessors, he still has to be a big straw bag. ”

The snow-white eyebrows of the old man in white rose suddenly, and he said sharply: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "In the whole world, who is not afraid of death? But when it is useless to be afraid of death, you must put life and death aside." ”

The old man in white suddenly said, "What do you want?"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Killing people to pay for their lives, and repaying debts is a matter of course! Since my predecessors have killed someone, how can I easily let you go?"

The old man in white sneered, "Are you going to kill me and avenge that scarface?"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "I won't kill you, but I will arrest you." ”

The old man in white looked up to the sky and laughed: "The afterlife is terrifying, and it is really the afterlife is terrifying!"

As the old man in white spoke, his hand slowly raised, and his index and middle fingers were holding a glittering silver nail. The silver nail was exactly the same as the one that had been driven into Scarface's skull. If he can kill Scarface without Luo Xiaofeng noticing, then he can also kill Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng stood still, as if he smelled death.

This mysterious old man in white, his martial arts must have reached the point of perfection. But in Luo Xiaofeng's opinion, the most terrifying thing about this old man is not his martial arts, but his unpredictable silver nail secret weapon.

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists, he knew the strength of his opponent, and he also knew that this battle was a matter of life and death. Although Luo Xiaofeng is not afraid of death, he can't die yet, because there are still many, many things waiting for him to do.

The long street is silent.

There was no wind, and the air seemed to freeze. Luo Xiaofeng took a long breath and spit out again, he managed to calm himself down. He knew that fear and panic could only hasten his own death.

The old man in white stepped out with his left leg, pinched the hand of the silver nail, and drew a strange arc in the air.

The silver nails that shimmered in the cold light formed a strange circle of light in the strange arc. The aperture suddenly spun out, spun out with a scream.

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes tightened, and he suddenly discovered something very terrifying. What was originally a silver nail suddenly became thousands. Thousands of silver nails are coming from all directions.

Did he hallucinate, or did the old man in white use an illusion?

Luo Xiaofeng didn't have time to think about it, he tapped his toes on the ground, and his body retreated sharply. This retreat speed has surpassed the limit of Luo Xiaofeng's speed.

The strange aperture suddenly vanished, and thousands of silver nails disappeared without a trace.

The hand of the old man in white drooped, and a tired and sad expression suddenly appeared on his face. This expression comes and goes quickly.

The old man in white stood in front of the small sedan chair, and the red silk covering the small sedan chair was fluttering in the wind.

I don't know when the wind started.

The empty eyes of the old man in white looked at Luo Xiaofeng, like a butcher looking at pork on the board.

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly fell. As soon as he fell, there was a thumb-thick copper wire mesh under his hood.

An unkempt dwarf held an ash rod more than two feet long in his hand, and hurriedly asked Luo Xiaofeng for a hole on his chest.

The old man in white slowly turned around and walked into the small sedan chair covered with red silk one step at a time.

Out of nowhere, four strong men rushed in, they lifted the small sedan chair, and ran out like a flying horse.

The unkempt dwarf suddenly threw away the ash pole in his hand, pulled the duck-like broken throat, and shouted behind him: "You dead ghost who has been cut by a thousand knives and got into the oil pot, you ran away by yourself, and you didn't take the old lady with you...... You must die well, if you die, you will float the rivers and rivers, and you will feed the dogs......"

The old man in white covered his ears with his hands, hit his head against the sedan chair, and lamented, "Why don't I die...... Why don't you die......"

Luo Xiaofeng was like a frozen dead fish, lying under the copper net without moving.

After the old man in white and the dwarf left, the first person Luo Xiaofeng saw was Wei Yifei.

Wei Yifei is a very obscene-looking little old man. His two small eyes, one large and one small, shone with a venomous light at any time. His hair had long since turned gray, and a few burnt beards were sporadically dotted under his long, pointed chin. The nickname of the flying is "Flying Yaksha". The weapons he uses are also bizarre. His weapon was a long, slender iron chain. There was also a fist-sized iron ball tied to the chain. The name of this weapon is the Deadly Chain.

Luo Xiaofeng was lying down and couldn't move, he looked at Wei Yifei, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that the famous Wei Yifei would also hurt people with secret arrows." ”

Wei Yifei smiled gradually: "The old man is old, and he is too lazy to fight with you stunned young people, so he thought of a foolproof good way." ”

Behind him, a face full of scars suddenly poked out.

Luo Xiaofeng was startled at first, and then smiled bitterly. Now, he understands everything. The elusive silver nail hidden weapon actually doesn't exist at all. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Danzun Evil God Claw Book House" for free for the first time.