Chapter 190: Old Man of Heavenly Machine
Jeff put on his clothes and slowly walked towards Jiang Xiaofan, with a look of sincerity and fear. I have to say that Jeff's acting skills can definitely win the Oscar! The grim face that gritted his teeth a moment ago is now sincere and harmless.
"In less than a minute, your head will be temporarily placed on your neck!" Looking at Jeff's expression, Jiang Xiaofan didn't break it, and his tone was as cold as ever.
"Yes, yes!" Despite his resentment, Jeff sneered, trying his best to be respectful, but the coldness in the corners of his eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent.
"Lead the way!" Jiang Xiaofan is also an immortal who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he can be said to be very sensitive to the capture of murderous energy. Jeff's fleeting killing intent, Jiang Xiaofan already knew it, however, Jiang Xiaofan didn't act at the moment, the opportunity had already been given, if the other party still didn't cherish it, then don't blame yourself for being a killer!
Jeff took out his special mobile phone, flipped through the slide cover, and muttered a bunch of English, then led the way with a sneer.
Jiang Xiaofan is bold, although he knows that Jeff has arranged everything with a code in the conversation just now, he is still not afraid.
After a short time, the two came to a manor.
Doot toot, toot toot, bang!
Jeff knocked on the door regularly.
After a while, the gate of the manor opened automatically, slowly moving to the side. After a short pause, a group of soldiers from country M with loaded guns suddenly appeared. Click, they quickly set up their guns, and pointed their guns at Jiang Xiaofan and Jeff.
"Stupid, what are you doing, don't you know the rules!" Jeff shouted at a group of soldiers in front of him in English, "Get out of the way, get the helicopter ready, the new kid and I are going to that cave!"
"Yes, sir!" the leader of the platoon, apparently the squad leader, saluted respectfully, and then waved his hand and beckoned his men to prepare the helicopter.
"Mr. Jiang, do you think this is okay?" Jeff turned around and smiled, and said in fluent Huaxia with a flattering look.
"Hmm!" Jiang Xiaofan was noncommittal and walked straight in.
Jeff looked at Jiang Xiaofan's back gloomily, and a trace of fierceness flashed in the corners of his eyes.
Within a few minutes, the helicopter carried Jiang Xiaofan and Jeff into the air and drove to Taiping Ocean at great speed.
At the same time, in a villa in the north of G City, Pan Hu lay on the ground, holding his mobile phone in his hand, helplessly listening to the shutdown prompt sound from the mobile phone.
"What's the matter? Still can't contact your so-called young master?" Opposite Pan Hu, a handsome and tall figure sat comfortably on the leather sofa, holding a goblet with three fingers in his hand, gently sipping the glass full of purple wine, his slender legs straddling the coffee table, and Cheng Liang's black leather shoes reflected the cold face of the young man.
"It's a pity! I thought that there must be masters in the huge G City who could make me happy, but in the end, I just attracted a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals!" The young man gently tasted the wine in the glass, "In my opinion, the so-called underground gangsters in your G City might as well submit to my He family, with the momentum of my He family's dignified gambling king, it is not easy to support you!"
Pan Hu reluctantly pressed the hang up button of the mobile phone, raised his face, and scolded sternly, "You can look down on us, but you can't be humiliated, don't think that you can rely on a little strength to be powerful, you must know that there are more people in this world who are more powerful than you!"
"Oh, reasonable?" He Jingfeng shook his wine glass lightly, looking at Pan Hu playfully, with a playful expression. "You are a gang boss, and you even learn from the literati bachelor to make this set of literary crepe statements, don't you feel sour?"
Suddenly, He Jingfeng suddenly threw the wine glass at Pan Hu's face.
Smack, poof. The wine glass slammed into Pan Hu's face, and then fell to the ground. The wine in the glass was sprinkled all over Pan Hu's hair, face, and neck, and at first glance it looked like blood on his face.
"Phew, you're just pretending in front of us! When my young master comes, won't you be a quail hiding in the dark and shivering?" Pan Hu shook his hand, wiped the wine from his face, and stared at the young man in front of him fiercely without fear.
"I'll wait!" He Jingfeng sneered, flashed, and instantly came to Pan Hu's side, and stepped on Pan Hu's hand to wipe his face. "I'm afraid he won't come! When he comes, I'll beat him all over the ground looking for teeth!"
"Ah!" Pan Hu, whose fingers were suddenly stepped on, screamed miserably, and Pan Hu grabbed He Jingfeng's foot with his other hand, hoping to shake him down.
"It seems that you don't want your hands anymore!" He Jingfeng's eyes were quick, he raised his other foot, and quickly stepped on Pan Hu's other hand.
"Ahh
Everyone in the villa watched their boss being abused, and they only hated themselves for not exercising diligently, so that they were vulnerable, not only were they humiliated, but they could only watch the boss fight for a glimmer of life for themselves at this moment.
"You kill me! I don't regret my death, I just hope you can spare my brother as you said before!" Pan Hu was heartbroken, tears condensed in the corners of his eyes, he really couldn't stand this kind of painful torture, and he only wanted to die quickly.
"What about people, how can they beg for death so easily!" He Jingfeng teased with a hippie smile, his feet kept moving, and he slowly rubbed Pan Hu's hands, "You know, ants are still stealing life." Don't you like to be reasonable, you don't understand such a simple truth?"
"Kill me if you have it!" Pan Hu was in pain, cold sweat on his forehead was soaring, but he still refused to beg for mercy, staring at He Jingfeng with a fierce look.
"If you let me kill me, I'll kill me, don't I want to lose face!" He Jingfeng sneered again and again, and his feet increased his strength. "Besides, I am a big and young man in the family, and I am guilty of killing for an ant like you?
"Ahh Everyone present was so shocked that they didn't dare to come out, so they could only hope that the police would arrive soon.
The funny thing is that as an underworld, now he is helpless to ask the police for help, and everyone in the villa feels very aggrieved, but they are helpless. The situation is weaker than people, and there is nothing I can do to save the boss, this aggrieved anger can only knock out the teeth and swallow it back, endure it!
"Hmph! It's too weak, what kind of underworld No. 1 gang, I think it's a big gang of weak chickens!" He Jingfeng retracted his feet and glanced at the audience with disdain, "That's it, bullying the weak has no sense of accomplishment at all! When I see your uncle and me in the future, you remember to take a detour! Otherwise, I will beat you once I see you!"
After speaking, completely ignoring everyone's hateful eyes, He Jingfeng walked out of the villa in a hurry.
Seeing that the evil god finally left, everyone in the villa hurriedly came to Pan Hu's side and lifted Pan Hu with all hands and feet.
Pan Hu looked fiercely at the direction He Jingfeng left, and said viciously: "Phew, aren't you an innate martial artist! In the eyes of my young master, you are just a soft-footed shrimp!"
However, what Pan Hu didn't know was that this time it was still the same as last time, even if Jiang Xiaofan came, I am afraid that Jiang Xiaofan could only cry and laugh, and the water rushed to the Dragon King Temple again!