The atmosphere gradually became colder, and Hua Zhengqing, who had no saber, was like Cao Jin, who had been destroyed before, annoyed and angry, but fortunately, he was old, and the current situation seemed to be unfavorable to his side, so he suppressed his anger in his heart and did not say it.

Duanmu Shenjiu, who was holding the Huazhao sword, pointed at the white-bearded old man, his eyes were full of disdain, and he said: "Little old man, it is not easy to cultivate yourself, you have lived for such an old age, but you have no martial virtue at all, don't you feel ashamed?"

The white-bearded old man bowed his head and was silent, his eyes were vicious, but he was really ashamed of himself for making such a shameless sneak attack.

Then Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Hua Zhengqing and said with a smile: "Do you know what a divine weapon is? It is the one in my hand, named Hua Zhao, which is a good match for you Hua Zhengqing, but your state of mind and virtue are not worthy of it, so you are destined to only have this broken piece of copper and iron on the ground." ”

Hua Zhengqing looked at Hua Zhaojian blankly, the whole body of golden light lingered around the sword body, just looking at the sword, he could guess that the sword scabbard was not a vulgar thing. He smiled dismally and said sincerely: "It is indeed a good sword." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu snorted, walked a few steps, and said to the white-bearded old man, "Pick up your sword." ”

A hint of doubt flashed in the white-bearded old man's eyes. Duanmu Shenjiu continued: "Don't you want to kill me? Then this seat will come to fight you with a sword, if you can catch it, I will let you go, if you can't catch it, I will cut off your sword arm." ”

Three generations of master and apprentice, from old to young, all stood on the spot. The white-bearded old man looked hesitant, not knowing what to do. Hua Zhengqing persuaded: "Master, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Duanmu Shenjiu's figure flickered, and when he came to him, he raised his hand and slapped him, knocking Hua Zhengqing to the side.

With Hua Zhengqing's cultivation, this ordinary slap would never have beaten him to the side so easily. But Duanmu Shenjiu was first injured once by Cao Jin's envoy, and then he was attacked by someone in the exchange with Hua Zhengqing, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he is already resentful at this time, and Duanmu Shenjiu is no exception.

Duanmu Shenjiu, who was angry in his heart, simply slapped him, although he had no luck, he was already the ultimate in slaps, and the speed was so fast that Hua Zhengqing didn't have time to react, so he was slapped firmly, and he didn't dare to squeak.

Cao Jin saw that Hua Zhengqing, who was a serious master on weekdays, and was slapped in such a shameful face at this time, but he didn't dare to resist, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Then, Duanmu Shenjiu pointed his sword at the white-bearded old man again, "Pick up your sword." "The voice was flat, I couldn't hear any emotion, but it was still so irresistible.

The white-bearded old man was helpless, his eyes hesitated, he raised his hand to summon the sword that had been knocked to the ground, held it in his hand, and prepared to speak.

"I don't need to report your name, I'm not interested, and you don't deserve to let me know who your name is. Duanmu Shenjiu laughed shamefully and said, "If you have concerns and hesitate whether to use the sword, you are already a dead end, and you have fallen down." ”

"You—" The white-bearded old man was furious, histing and panting through his nose, blowing the beard on his chin.

Duanmu Shenjiu laughed again and said, "Take the sword." ”

Hua Zhao's sword appeared in the hands of Duanmu Shenjiu, and the momentum was like a rainbow stabbing at the white-bearded old man. This is a very simple type of stabbing sword, whether it is a swordsman who has practiced swordsmanship or a child who has come into contact with swords for the first time, as long as he can lift a three-foot sword, he can stab such a sword.

Everyone didn't expect that Duanmu Shenjiu didn't use any exquisite swordsmanship, but just stabbed such a bland sword.

Seeing the bland sword stabbing coming, the white-bearded old man was shocked, and his hand unconsciously stabbed out a sword, facing the Huazhao sword in Duanmu Shenjiu's hand.

The two swords collided, the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword, and there was no mighty breath vibrating, and there was no harsh sound, only a few subtle cracking sounds, which was the sound of the sword in the white-bearded old man's hand shattering.

Immediately after, Hua Zhao's sword continued to move forward in Duanmu Shenjiu's hand, and together with Duanmu Shenjiu's whole person, he stepped past the white-bearded old man in an instant and stood behind him, at this time, the broken piece of the sword in the white-bearded old man's hand had just landed.

After collecting the sword, Duanmu Shenjiu stood up straight, and said without looking back: "Don't use the sword in the future, let's go." ”

The white-bearded old man who was still standing there was extremely painful on his face, and a foot-long object fell on the ground with a "click", and then the sound of water droplets falling to everyone's ears was heard. Looking at the arm he was holding the sword just now, it was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the entire forearm was slashed away by the Duanmu Shenjiuyi Sword, and blood gushed out, making a sizzling sound.

Cao Jin and Hua Zhengqing saw the white-bearded old man at this time, and they stepped forward and shouted,

"Master!"

"Master..."

The white-bearded old man gritted his teeth and persevered, without making a trace of pain, and his other intact hand was raised, stopping Cao Jin and Hua Zhengqing, who were about to come forward, and squeezed out three words from his mouth, "Let's go!"

Hua Zhengqing and Cao Jin looked at Duanmu Shenjiu with their backs to everyone with resentful eyes, Cao Jin snatched the pistol from the attendant beside him and aimed at Duanmu Shenjiu, fortunately Hua Zhengqing grabbed him, otherwise he would have shot.

"If you really want to die, you can shoot it. Duanmu Shenjiu stared ahead, and his head did not turn.

Cao Jin put down the pistol hatefully, stepped forward to support the white-bearded old man, and then Hua Zhengqing took off his coat, bent down to pick up his master's severed arm and wrapped it, and then led everyone to pick up the person who was still unconscious on the ground, and left here with a disgraced face.

Silence quickly returned to the roof, except for a little blood on the ground, only Duanmu Shenjiu stood there alone. A battle that was not thrilling was over, and Duanmu Shenjiu lit another cigarette and took a slow puff.

Sang Jun watched Cao Jin and the others leave, and glanced at each other with Wei Qianhua, and the surprise in each other's eyes was self-evident.

Looking at Duanmu Shenjiu who was standing alone on the top of the building, Wei Qianhua turned around and snorted twice, "This Huashan Sanjia is considered a waste." ”

Sang Jun laughed a few times, stretched his waist, and made a voice that couldn't be heard whether it was a sigh or a pleasant sound, and said: "What a Duanmu Shenjiu, he defeated the top three in Huashan, and also cut the old thing's hand holding the sword, which made him even more uncomfortable than killing him." ”

As soon as Sang Jun finished speaking, Yan Qiushuang, who was touching her chin, suddenly raised her head, she felt a strong aura behind her watching the three of them, so she suddenly turned around and looked back.

What caught my eye was Duanmu Shenjiu, who was ragged and had fluttering hair, and he stood there with a calm expression, indescribably chic.

Yan Qiushuang was uneasy, and unconsciously made a posture to defend against the enemy, Sang Jun and Wei Qianhua noticed Yan Qiushuang's strange appearance, and also turned around and looked behind.

When they saw Duanmu Shenjiu standing here, both of them were taken aback, and then turned their heads to look at the roof of the building where Duanmu Shenjiu was just now, but it was empty.

Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Wei Qianhua, who was at a loss, and said with a smile: "Squad Leader Wei, I can't imagine that you are also from the rivers and lakes." ”

This Wei Qianhua has a position of squad leader in the factory, and he recruited Duanmu Shenjiu in with this position a few days ago.

Hearing Duanmu Shenjiu talking to himself, Wei Qianhua became embarrassed, and he didn't know what to do, so he simply didn't speak. Sang Jun was also speechless, so he followed Wei Qianhua and fell silent. Only Yan Qiushuang looked at Duanmu Shenjiu coldly, and his posture to fight did not relax at all.

Seeing that the woman was cold and made a big fight at any time, Duanmu Shenjiu teased: "Okay, I'm not here to fight with you, I'm just curious, who is so patient, I have been watching for half the night." ”

Sang Jun laughed dryly twice, and said respectfully: "Don't misunderstand Mr. Duanmu, we have no malicious intentions, and we will never think wrong about Qi Tian..."

"Oh?" Duanmu Shenjiu looked at Sang Jun with interest.

This look frightened Sang Jun, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, for fear that this Duanmu Shenjiu would suddenly become difficult and slap himself to death on the spot with one palm.

Even with Yan Qiushuang, a martial arts master who was one of the eight masters, here, he didn't think he could stop Duanmu Shenjiu. The top three in Huashan were all defeated by the one in front of him, and Yan Qiushuang would never be able to rescue people from under Duanmu Shenjiu's hands.

But who knew that Duanmu Shenjiu's next words were amazing, which made Sang Jun and the three of them dumbfounded.

Duanmu Shenjiu laughed, and said with some embarrassment: "I know, you are the owner of this factory, and I want to take the opportunity to meet you today, I want to ask you, can you give me a salary increase... Because Old Man Deng said, the work I am doing now is done by three people at the top, and I think I should take more. ”

Rao is Yan Qiushuang, who has always been cold, was also stunned on the spot after hearing this, with a stunned face, Wei Qianhua didn't have to say anything. Sang Jun's face was even more surprised, and he wanted to laugh in his heart, but he didn't dare, so he had to hold back his smile and hold back his face red, but because of the light at night, he couldn't see clearly.

Seeing that the three of them were there, Duanmu Shenjiu asked again, "Did you hear what I said?"

Sang Jun came back to his senses at this time, and said repeatedly: "I heard it, I heard it, I will, I will give you the salary according to the salary of three people from tomorrow." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu was very satisfied with this reply, and immediately nodded and said, "Thank you so much, I will definitely work hard and will not let you suffer." ”

"No thanks, no thanks, oh no, no loss, no loss, I'm not afraid of loss, although the work is important, but it can't make you tired... It doesn't seem right, you're so good, how can this bit of work tire you... No, no, I didn't mean to let you work more... Don't get me wrong... Look at my stupid mouth..."Sang Jun was a little incoherent.

Duanmu Shenjiu glanced at Sang Jun with a smile, turned around and jumped off the roof, disappearing, leaving only the three people who still hadn't shaken their senses.

After seeing this great god leave, Sang Jun's hanging heart was put down, panting heavily, and the clothes on his body were already soaked. Yan Qiushuang looked at her man lightly, she didn't know what the expression was on her face, Wei Qianhua couldn't help but say on the side: "Mr. Sang, you..."

Sang Jun glanced at Wei Qianhua and said unhappily: "What's wrong with me? You're not afraid of death? I'm afraid! Damn, I'm scared to death, look at him gentle and amiable, but the more this kind of person, the more terrifying he is." ”

Wei Qianhua knew that Sang Jun had no martial arts foundation, and it was normal to be afraid in the face of Duanmu Shenjiu. Even if he has some ability, he is confident that he can go through a few moves under Duanmu Shenjiu's hands, but more or less, he is also a little afraid of Duanmu Shenjiu. Even he himself is afraid of a person who practices martial arts, let alone an ordinary person like Sang Jun.

The atmosphere was a little delicate, Sang Jun looked at Wei Qianhua, then at his wife, and said angrily: "Go home and sleep!

So Sang Jun was the first to leave the roof of the building, Wei Qianhua also followed into the corridor, Yan Qiushuang glanced at the direction in which Duanmu Shenjiu disappeared, frowned, and then turned to leave.

After the three of them left, the roof of the building was quiet again, the sky in the east had turned white, the sky was almost dawn, and it was about to be a new day. At the position where Duanmu Shenjiu jumped off the top of the building, a hand appeared on the railing, and then a person jumped up and fell to the top of the building, which was Duanmu Shenjiu who walked and came back.

He didn't leave just now, but hung on the edge of the roof, wanting to hear what Sang Jun and the three of them would say, but he didn't expect Sang Jun to be really afraid of himself, which couldn't help but make Duanmu Shenjiu laugh, is he really that terrible?

Proposing such a mundane thing as raising wages is indeed a bit difficult for Duanmu Shenjiu to talk about, but after so many people, the current Duanmu Shenjiu has more or less integrated into the current society. He knew that Wu Hou was just a student and had no ability to make money, and Mu Haisen, the descendant of his family, was also living in poverty, and he didn't want to burden them by himself, especially in today's era of only looking at money.

If you don't talk about martial arts cultivation, the current Duanmu Shenjiu is more like an old man who goes to make a living in order to reduce the burden on his family. Everyone has this nature, and when they are older, they don't want to burden their children, let alone this lonely old man who has lived thousands of years.

After experiencing the family's catastrophe thousands of years ago, the current Duanmu Shenjiu wants to take care of the people close to him, especially in the quality of life that everyone values nowadays, so he wants to make more money.