Luke Smith gasped for air, the amount of work he needed to be twenty years younger was not easy, and he pulled out the syringe he had obtained from the party, a potion of this concentration was hard to come by. The wisdom of an eighty-year-old man is not comparable to that of young people. He knew very well that if he could come up with such a potion, this hunt should be extremely dangerous. He himself knew better that the prey he was going to face faintly coincided with the figure he had been following for decades.

Two years ago, he noticed that another group of people had appeared in the United States, and although their funds were not worth mentioning at first, the speed at which they had increased their capital was staggering. Although the men were secretive, Smith was quick to notice them.

They were a little immature at first, both in terms of investment vision and subtle methods, but they grew at an astonishing rate, in line with the striking similarities they had seen decades ago.

He began to investigate these people, and then found the girl named Sok. She was a genius, in her twenties, with little effort to study two subjects at the same time, and during her university years she traveled the globe and mastered almost all the movements of the world's financial markets.

But it wasn't enough, it wasn't enough, he knew how powerful that terrible being really was.

He began to investigate the person behind this sok, and slowly a person named Qin Dao emerged, a ten-year-old child, with many, many, amazing behaviors. Slowly, he found that except for the age that did not match, everything else was very much in line with the figure in his heart.

For the sake of this moment, in order to verify his incredible guess, he dragged his sick body and persevered for more than two years, and in these two years he changed his organs several times. Until he met that group of people and got the life essence potion. The concentration of the Life Essence Elixir he used for the first time was not even one hundredth of the potion, but he felt his life bloom again, reminding him of the days when he fought devils on those islands with a gun.

With some hesitation and a little trembling hand, he pointed the needle at his heart and paused for a few seconds, he was afraid that his body would not be able to support such a concentrated potion, but in the end he still stabbed it.

Smith's expression was a little awe-inspiring, and his only wish at the end of his life might be to find the answer to the biggest question mark in his life. He didn't hesitate to do so.

A few minutes later, the old man's face began to redden, the skin on his face was visibly tightened, his snow-white hair began to turn black, and the *** under the tight wetsuit began to bulge, and the old man was visibly getting younger. He let out a sigh of relief, and he looked like he was in his fifties. Chinese Net

Smith pulled out a dagger, flicked his fingers lightly on the blade, and the blade shattered, and the blade at the front of the blade actually plunged into the wall and disappeared.

Smith smiled slightly, he was very satisfied with himself at this time, the last bloom of his life, of course, is to be in such a state.

Smith raised his two-meter-long grotesque firearm and aimed it at the ceiling, where a strange telescopic iron frame had been erected. Turn on the switch gun*** out of the projectile is not a metal projectile, but a water column, first the arm thick spread water column, after a while the water column began to thin, become thumb thick, and then become little finger thick, and gradually the water column became a water line.

It's a high-tech waterjet that cuts into reinforced concrete like tofu.

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At the same time, in the seaside villa, the sister and brother of the pseudonym of the rich man stepped into the living room, and the only failure they had since they were born was to lose to the little monk on the sofa in front of them. It's not terrible to be injured, and it's nothing to be defeated, but for them, this defeat is like a knife stuck in their hearts, which makes them haunted and unable to understand their thoughts.

But the little monk didn't seem to care about them at all, and was still watching the TV broadcast of the football match without even looking back, which made them even more angry.

"Here we go! Sit down." The little monk spoke

The muscles on the faces of the two siblings twitched, but even if they were going to fight to death in the next second, the two adults couldn't fall in front of a child at this moment. The siblings sat down on one of the two single sofas, one on the left and one on the right.

"Look

Ball game?" The little monk asked

There was no response, and the little monk didn't care about it and said to himself, "I didn't watch it before, but I made some friends who liked it. I'm going to watch it too, it's kind of interesting."

"What the hell are you going to say?"

"Don't be so nervous, it's been almost a year since the last goodbye, you may not know, my master and I have been with you for a year before that. During that time, you hurt people and Master and I were behind to save people, and I asked my Master, why do you want to do this, just come up and kill you, or I will arrest you, do you know what my Master said?"

The little monk paused slightly and said, "He said that you two are not bad in nature, but there was no one to teach you when you were young. He also said that you are actually measured, although you are overbearing in hurting people, but you don't want human lives, at least you haven't killed a single person in the year we have followed you. That's why I didn't kill you last time and let you live. To guide people to good, to find ways to turn the cause and effect of evil into the cause and effect of good, this is what my master taught me."

"Good ball." The German team on TV scored another goal, which was considered to seal the victory, and the little monk suddenly applauded, startling the two people around him.

"I'm sorry, where did I just go, forget it, forget it, since it is you who appear in front of me at this moment, don't mention the previous things, then I hope you will listen to what I say next, this time, I won't leave my hand, if you don't leave here immediately, then I will, kill you."

Silence, deathly silence, lasted for ten seconds, and the spirit Gu on the chests of the sister and brother emerged.

The little monk swept his light away, and frowned, the secret path is not good, the original fat body of the Golden Cicada Gu King is much smaller, and the color on his body is more vivid, and the Qilin Gu has also become larger, from the size of a mouse to the size of a kitten.

Yanhua knew that this was going to die. The little monk stood up and took a step forward, his task was to test the depth of the people, this task was half completed when he saw the two sisters and brothers, and it was completed the moment he saw the spirit Gu, so the little monk had to leave first, and then contact Zhang Qilu.

But the little monk took a step that didn't change anything, and the person was still in the same place. This made the little monk a little surprised, and when he looked up, he saw that the Spirit Gu Golden Cicada Gu King was flying above his head, as if something was involved in him, making him not free.