Because, at the same time as Luo Jiang opened his mouth to speak, the attack frequency of the three dragon bottles had dropped to the lowest point, and soon, Long Feihong was on the ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Admit defeat! Then kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and then offer the three dragon bottles in your hands, otherwise, I will kill you!"

Luo Jiang's tone was flat, but there was no doubt in his words.

Long Feihong never dreamed that what he had just said would be fulfilled in him so quickly.

Just now, he was still in an absolute advantage, why did he suddenly lose in the blink of an eye?

In fact, in the final analysis, it is because Long Feihong has too little experience, and he has never been out of school or home.

Otherwise, he would not have been completely dragged down by Luo Jiang.

As soon as you come up, you will open a big move, and more importantly, you have not killed the opponent yet, so the result can be imagined.

Luo Jiang didn't even throw out a telekinetic ball, Long Feihong had already played himself down.

"No, I, I'd rather die than give in! The Three Dragon Bottles are my ancestral treasures, I, I won't give them to you under any circumstances!"

Without the support of telekinesis, the small three-dragon bottle suddenly fell from mid-air.

However, Long Feihong's eyes were quick, and with the only remaining strength, he took the small wine bottle in his hand, and then held it in his arms and shrunk into a ball on the ground.

Coupled with his whole blushing face, it looked like a hooked lobster.

"Hehe, things have come to this point, I can't help you. ”

Luo Jiang waved his hand lightly, and the small wine bottle that was hugged by Long Feihong miraculously passed through Long Feihong's body and floated up.

"Impossible, impossible, how is this possible? How do you do it?"

Feeling the lightness in his hand, Long Feihong was shocked, and then his eyes drifted upward, just in time to see Luo Jiang waving his hand, the small wine bottle passed through his body and flew into the air.

"You, what have you done to it? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Even a genius, even the ancestor of the past, there is absolutely no way that he can easily control the Three Dragon Bottle when he first saw it! Who are you? Who are you?"

Long Feihong seemed to be crazy, his eyes widened, and he couldn't stop trembling.

Finally, the little wine bottle flew away from Long Feihong's side, and then swayed, as if it was an excited child, and threw itself into Luo Jiang's arms.

At this time, Long Feihong was crazy enough, and he made enough trouble, and finally quieted down, but then haha suddenly seemed to be really crazy, haha laughed.

"Haha, hahaha,... I know, I know, it's you, it must be you dead old man!"

Long Feihong pointed at Luo Jiang, and there was a hint of joy in his voice.

"I know, grandpa, you won't let me go on the road alone, dead old man, you must think that your grandson and I have too little experience, so I will be deceived, so I built this illusion, right?"

Thinking that he had found a reasonable explanation for everything, Long Feihong's whole person became relaxed.

After patting the dirt on his body and getting up regardless of his image, Long Feihong continued: "Okay, okay, I know, there are people outside the world, and you don't want to return my antiques to me? In our Long family, only grandpa can take antiques from me like this, besides grandpa, who else is my opponent? I am not a child anymore, I have grown up." ”

In the midst of the stunned crowd, Long Feihong was still looking forward to himself: "Grandpa, I understand the truth you told me, why don't you return the antiques to me? ”

Seeing the funny scene in front of him, Luo Jiang finally couldn't help laughing.

"Poof... Hahaha... Grandpa, who is your grandfather? A child who hasn't grown up, go home and find grandpa, I'm Luo Liang, if you have to recognize me as a grandfather, then change your name to Luo Feihong. ”

Luo Jiang finally spoke, Long Feihong was stunned at first, and then shocked.

"So, this is not an illusion? You are not my grandfather?" Long Feihong, who got the answer, was still unwilling and asked tentatively.

"Didn't you say that, if you want me to be your grandfather, you can change your surname to me first, and then I can consider giving you this opportunity. ”

"You, you, you humiliated me so much!

Long Feihong was enraged, as if he was a shrew on the street, and ran over to Luo Jiang with a broken horse.

Luo Jiang naturally wouldn't give Long Feihong any chance, just a slight lift of his leg, and Long Feihong was kicked by Luo Jiang to the sidelines of the proposed ring.

"You, you return my ancestral antiques!

Long Feihong, who was brought out of the field, shouted to himself.

However, when he first came on the field, everyone praised him differently.

Now, Long Feihong, who has lost everything, seems to be a mess of stinky shit, and everyone avoids it.

If Long Feihong wins, he will be a future director-level figure, and if he wants to teach in this school in the future, he will naturally have a good relationship.

But now that Long Feihong has lost, and he has been defeated, this is another matter.

Everyone can see clearly that Luo Jiang is the director of the Political and Educational Department.

If you offend an incumbent director for the sake of a loser, everyone can see the gains and losses very clearly.

Therefore, even if Long Feihong was kicked out of the field and fell a, no one stepped forward to help.

On the contrary, when he saw Long Feihong flying out of the field, the people who were originally at the landing point of Long Feihong automatically and consciously let go of a vacant lot, so that Long Feihong fell even worse.

"No problem. I'm not going to take your stuff for myself, but I'm going to study it first. I said before I started fighting, I'm very interested in your two antiques. I'll give it back to you when I understand it. ”

Luo Jiang waved his hand, as if chasing flies: "Okay, okay, who else is next?"

For a time, there was silence in the small square.

Luo Jiang's words seemed to be a violent dumb medicine, making everyone speechless.

"Why? Is it possible, among the elites from all over the world, there is no one who dares to come up and fight with me?" Luo Jiang mocked.

"Isn't that very lonely, then?"

No one dared to come up and continue to compete, Luo Jiang simply made an invincible posture.

"Hey, life, it's really lonely as snow. ”

Luo Jiang shook his head, coupled with Luo Jiang's lonely face, if it weren't for this occasion, if it wasn't for Luo Jiang's age, someone would have applauded.

But now, Luo Jiang's expression once again angered the hot-blooded young people in the crowd.

"What master is lonely? What is lonely like snow? I come, I want to learn and understand, what is this self-proclaimed invincible master!" (To be continued.) )