"Not interested."

Ling Qiu casually threw a word, turned around and left.

"Huh...... Little brother, wait! ”

Tengu suddenly stopped Ling Qiu.

Ling Qiu was a little inexplicable in his heart.

To be reasonable, this guy named Tengu is really ruining the atmosphere.

The original tense anti-atmosphere made his little brother completely disappear after a few words.

"What's that...... You really don't think about joining the Hundred Killing Pavilion? Really, with an old member like me recommending, the treatment is very generous. ”

This sentence almost didn't choke Ling Qiu.

"You...... Is it really the killer of the Hundred Killing Pavilion? ”

Ling Qiu turned his head and said with deep suspicion.

Tengu patted his chest: "Of course! Bazhang Red Killer, a genius player, a senior member, has excellent business ability, and his strength is the pinnacle of the true martial arts realm, a strong group! ”

In the face of Tengu's self-promotion, Ling Qiu ignored it for the time being, but became interested in this guy's strength.

"You say...... Are you the pinnacle of the True Martial Realm? ”

Ling Qiu asked.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Ling Qiu secretly shook his head.

The pinnacle of the realm of true martial arts...... That's it?

Get.

Originally, I was looking forward to the appearance of Wu Hantao's old lady......

The results now look ......

It's boring anymore.

"Although...... I'm only half the strength now! But...... After all, he is still a master of the True Martial Arts Realm! ”

At this time, the tengu suddenly added slowly.

Ling Qiu: ......

You are a red-hot killer, can you speak more seriously and don't gasp?

Thinking about it, Ling Qiu simply walked back to the tengu, placing one hand on his chest, and after some investigation......

Really!

Half of the breath in this cargo is vacant!

It's as if half of the breath in the dantian has been sucked away!

This proves that his peak strength should be at least double his current strength!

In this case...... The old lady of the Wu family can still look forward to it.

Thinking about it, Ling Qiu turned around again.

This time, even though this tengu continued to call behind him, Ling Qiu didn't look back, got into the car, and left this place directly.

After seeing Ling Qiu leave in the car, the dog raised his hand and pushed it hard, pinching the misalignment of his neck!

He sat cross-legged, lit a cigarette, took a puff of smoke, and muttered to himself with his chin in his hand, "Tsk...... The bitter meat plan failed...... This Ling Qiu, don't eat my set. - Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity, the 10 million member referral fee is gone. ”

Yes, this tengu...... Just now, he wanted to trick Ling Qiu into joining the Hundred Killing Pavilion!

The reason is also simple and fatal.

That's ......

If you can recommend a master whose strength is in the realm of true martial arts to enter the Hundred Killing Pavilion, then you will directly get a 10 million member introduction fee.

That's right, this tengu is greedy for money!

And......

He doesn't like to kill people yet!

Yes, as a Hachizhang Red Killer of the Hundred Killing Pavilion, he doesn't like to kill, and the reason is very simple,...... He...... Faint blood!!

So......

Until now, he had only watched Scarface's screaming back from afar, and had never come closer!

Tengu was originally a very powerful killer, and his original personality was also very ruthless, but after completing a big task and being promoted to the level of Hachijo Red Killer...... He encountered a mysterious event, half of his strength was abolished, and he began to faint inexplicably, and over time, he became depressed, like a different person.

Nowadays, he always likes to find some low-level killer members to hang out, thinking that when these killers encounter tricky tasks, on the premise of not seeing blood, he can help, and then share some money, or just think about finding someone to join the Hundred Killing Pavilion all day long.

It is such a strange existence, and it is an outlier in the entire Hundred Killing Pavilion.

In fact, even Scarface, a three-zhang red killer, looks down on him.

If he hadn't been pestering him all the time, Scarface wouldn't have brought him over today.

"Hehe, Ling Qiu, a young and ruthless master, is the most suitable to start!"

Tengu rubbed his hands, his eyes flashing with money: "For this 10 million, I will not give up you!" Ling Qiu, you wait, sooner or later, I will fool you into the Hundred Killing Pavilion! ”

……

The next day.

It's noon.

Baibao Mountain.

An old house in the mountains, a single-family villa, looks like it is more than 100 years old.

There are no other inhabitants around, except for a group of graves on the west side.

There are probably dozens of these graves and tombstones, all of which are buried by the old Wu family from generation to generation.

The gate of the old house is closed.

Vines crawl all over the walls, but they are not shabby at all, but have a very imposing and profound feeling.

An imported black classic car stopped at the door.

Three people got out of the car.

One is Wu Debao, the current head of the Wu family, and his two sons, Wu Jingda and Wu Jingfu.

"Father, the old lady said something before...... Really, do you want to disturb his old man's cultivation? ”

Walking to the door, Wu Jingda couldn't help but ask.

Wu Jingfu also nodded again and again on the side.

Wu Debao is well aware of the temper of his 100-year-old father......

However, he also knew that Wu Hantao had to tell the old man that he was beaten to almost death.

Knock knock.

Without hesitation, Wu Debao knocked on the door.

A moment later, a voice like a bell came out with an awe-inspiring momentum: "Come in." ”

It's just a single word, but it's like thunder, and it's shocking!

What a rich breath!!

Wu Debao's father and son all sighed secretly in their hearts!

This is the strength of their old lady......

Words alone have such a powerful deterrent power!

The next thing, as Wu Debao expected, was related to Wu Hantao, and the old lady did not hesitate, so he went out of the mountain together.

In the afternoon of the same day, they rushed to the city of Luo'an.

In the ward, after the old lady investigated the injuries of Wu Jingfa and Wu Hantao, the expression on his face did not change, but in the depths of his eyes, a trace of discoloration flashed.

"Your decision to invite me out of the mountain is the right one."

The old lady of the Wu family was wearing an old black cloth coat, cloth pants and shoes, and was dressed plainly, but when he sat down slowly, everyone around him was shortened, drooping his head, respectfully as if he was worshipping his ancestors.

Mrs. Wu is now 100 years old, but looking at her mental state, she is similar to Wu Debao.

It's really getting old and getting stronger.

He greeted, and the tea was brought to him, and he didn't speak, just squinted his eyes and sipped the tea.

Wu Debao couldn't help but ask cautiously: "Father, I don't know what you just said...... What does that mean? ”

Old Lady Wu slowly put down the teacup, looked ahead and said slowly: "The strength of the opponent is probably the peak of the true martial realm. Except for the old man and me, in the entire Jiangnan Province, no one can defeat this person who hurt Han Tao. ”