Chapter 733: Wrapping Silk and Locking Throat

"I still don't admit it!" Chen Tanzhu shook his head and said, "I thought it was such a powerful character! Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Old man, I run a tavern, and I sell beef, so I use well water and kill cows!"

"Hahaha......" Chen Tanzhu raised his head and laughed, then looked at the surviving man next to him, and said, "I know you are old and dizzy, is it so close, you can't see this person clearly?"

"What's wrong with him?" the old tavern man glanced at him.

"Don't you think he's familiar?"

"Familiar!" the old man in the tavern nodded and said, "It's familiar." ”

"Since it's familiar, I didn't think of looking for you anything?"

The old man of the tavern lowered his hand, and just wanted to raise it, but was suddenly stopped by Chen Tanzhu: "Don't move!"

And the surviving man, when he saw him raise his hand, turned pale.

"The knife is in your hand, old man, I just want to brush my beard!"

"Brush your beard?" Chen Tan Master glanced at him and said, "Is it brushing your beard or sending darts!"

"What darts are you sending? Are you drunk, officer? ”

Looking at the old man in the tavern, so calm, the surviving man kept oozing cold sweat, because when he killed someone, it was this resolute and extremely cold gaze.

For their conversation, Yue Hanshan listened to it in a fog.

"Old fellow, you're calm enough, it looks like you've killed more than once. ”

"Murder?" said the old man at the tavern, "It's not as good as this, who committed murder in the shop at noon today." ”

"You must have recognized the wrong person, and we didn't do this noon killing. "Yue Han Mountain Road.

"I'm not asking about tavern killings. Chen Tanzhu's eyes were cold, and he said, "Instead, he killed people with darts in the grove." ”

"How would I know if I was asking what was going on outside, old man?" said the old man at the tavern.

"I don't know, I don't know. He turned his head to look at the surviving man and said, "Did you say this old fellow?"

Looking at the old man in the tavern, the surviving man swallowed, looking extremely nervous.

"You're really fucking useless, if you recognize someone, you can scare you like this!" Chen Tan Lord said angrily.

The surviving man froze for a moment, then said in a trembling voice, "Yes...... It's him. ”

"Old fellow, what else do you have to say?" a wicked smile appeared at the corner of Chen Tanzhu's mouth.

"Haha......" Seeing his smug appearance, the old man in the tavern suddenly looked up and laughed.

This made Chen Tanzhu and Yue Hanshan look at him in surprise, and the surviving man's panicked expression began to permeate sweat again.

Yue Hanshan hurriedly said, "Dad...... Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Shut up!" Chen Tan Master snorted Yue Hanshan coldly, and said to the old man in the tavern, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at some people who come all the way to find death. He shook his head and said, "Old decay, at such an old age, if you don't want to make a move, it seems that you can't do it." ”

When Chen Tan Master heard this, the dagger in his hand hurriedly stabbed forward, for fear that the old man in the tavern would take a step ahead of him.

"Die!" Chen Tan Lord shouted at him as he stabbed forward with the dagger.

Looking at the dagger rushing quickly, in the eyes of the old man in the tavern, it seemed to have suddenly slowed down.

He has a small abdomen behind his left shoulder, and a pair of nimble hands wave like a swimming fish swinging its tail, spinning like a carved dragon wrapped around a pillar.

While dodging the dagger's attack, the pair of lingering hands suddenly locked his wrists, and the dagger could no longer move for half a minute.

Seeing the old man's move in the tavern, Chen Tanzhu's eyes suddenly rounded, he really didn't expect that his move was accurate, fast and ruthless, and it was easily cracked by him in an instant.

"I didn't expect that you, an old fellow, are not only powerful at darts, but also amazing at your kung fu!" Chen Tan said.

"How can this be regarded as kung fu, it is just a simple method of killing cattle and sheep. ”

"You ......" Hearing his words, Chen Tanzhu's anger rose sharply again, the other party not only had martial arts, but even his verbal kung fu made him suffer again and again.

"I'd like to see what you're capable of, old fellow!" he gritted his teeth, and his calm countenance suddenly became hideous.

The old man in the tavern still hasn't changed, and the comparison between the two is simply a terrifying wave, and the other is not shocked.

Looking at the confrontation between these two people, Yue Hanshan also opened his eyes at this time, what surprised him was not the hideous face of Chen Tanzhu, but an old man in this tavern, who actually had more strength than a young man.

If you don't have kung fu, you can't do it.

The two held each other for a while, the corner of the old man's mouth smiled slightly, and he only heard the sound of "Gaba", and the wrist of the altar master was broken in an instant.

"Ah......h

Immediately after, there was a heart-rending cry from Chen Tanzhu, and the already hideous face became more and more hideous at this time.

Seeing this scene, the surviving man hurriedly ran out.

At this time, a "whoosh" sound was heard, and a little cold light swept away, and the surviving man who had not run a few steps fell to the ground in an instant, lying at the foot of Yue Han Mountain, without any movement.

Yue Hanshan, who was standing not far from him, couldn't help but sit on the ground in fright, this was the first time for him that a living person died in front of him, and the distance was so close.

Chen Tanzhu, whose hands were broken, instantly lost his combat effectiveness, as if he was a puppet, at the mercy of the old man in the tavern.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the old man in the tavern lost interest for a moment, he raised his right foot and kicked the crook of his leg, and Chen Tanzhu's whole person instantly knelt on the ground.

"Ahh

The old man of the tavern went up with his right hand, came to his neck, grabbed him by the throat, and stopped.

"Since you're here for those people, I can't let you go home empty-handed. He thought about it deliberately and said, "I'll let you reunite together!" After speaking, he grabbed his neck, like a hyena biting its prey, as long as his tiger's mouth suddenly contracted, Chen Tanzhu's neck would be twisted.

Just as he was gathering his strength, suddenly a voice came from outside.

"The silk locking throat hand really lives up to its name!"

Hearing this sonorous and powerful voice, the old man in the tavern couldn't help but stop what he had just done and looked at the source of the sound.

At this time, Elder Dong, who was wrapped in a gray robe, came slowly and briskly.

Chen Tanzhu, who was kneeling on the ground with his legs, was stiff because his neck was pinched, and his body stiffened his neck, and he glanced at the person who came.

"Elder Dong, save me!" Chen Tan Lord hurriedly called for help.

And when the old man of the tavern saw this so-called Elder Dong, his sluggish expression suddenly rose into a smile.

"I said who has such good eyesight and can actually recognize my kung fu, it turns out to be you old guy!"

"Haha, I'm not fake, but I don't dare to be this old guy you said!"