Chapter 47 Frightened Fight

Dongfang Long turned his head to look, only to see that from the rolled down window, a very annoying face was revealed, which was Wanbao who injured Li Ming.

If Li Ming hadn't said that he would take revenge with his own hands, Dongfang Long would have already made Wanbao disappear from the world, where could he be allowed to be so arrogant.

As soon as the car door opened, Wan Bao got out of the car first, and then respectfully opened the back door, "Senior, please get out of the car, be careful not to touch your head!"

Looking at Wan Bao's flattering appearance, Dongfang Long felt a wave of nausea for no reason.

I saw a cross-eyed old man wearing a robe and a horse coat, and got out of the car with a big whirl.

"Wouldn't it be this kid that you asked me to help you deal with!" the cross-eyed old man pouted and casually pointed at Dongfang Long.

"It's him, seniors, don't underestimate him, this kid has kung fu, several of my subordinates were injured by him, and now he is still lying in the hospital!"

Wan Bao pointed at the Dongfang Dragon viciously, eager to swallow the Dongfang Dragon in one bite.

"This kid is indeed not something that ordinary people like you can deal with, you are looking for me to find the right person, and no one else will be his opponent. ”

As soon as the cross-eyed old man sensed it slightly, he knew that Dongfang Long was a martial artist in the congenital stage, which was almost an invincible existence in the secular world.

"It's okay for me to deal with him, it's just that you didn't say that his martial arts are so high. Although I can do it, it will take some effort and effort, and the price that was negotiated before will not work. ”

"No problem, as long as it can get me out of this bad breath, money is not a problem. How much does it cost, seniors just say it!"

"Money, hmph, the old man doesn't need that much anymore. The old man has been practicing in the mountains for a hundred years, and he is no longer close to women. The woman I saw the day before yesterday next to you was very good, and it actually made the old man a little moved!"

The cross-eyed old man smiled on his face, and the beautiful student who followed Wan Bao the day before yesterday came to mind.

"You mean Pianpin!" Wan Bao's mouth twitched, and he felt as if his heart had been pinched.

By Wanbao's side, there is always no shortage of women, but only Pian Pian is what he really loves, so he snatched love with a knife and pried Pian Pian over from Li Ming's hands.

Looking at Dongfang Long with good eyes, he kept fighting in his heart, whether to save face or to be a woman, Wan Bao fell into a contradiction.

Dongfang Long glanced at this cross-eyed old man, and at a glance he could see that this was a cultivator who had just broken through to the middle of the Qi cultivation period.

A cultivator in the Qi cultivation period is a supreme existence in the eyes of mortals, and it is no wonder that the cross-eyed old man is talking wildly.

However, Dongfang Long had just obtained a certificate from the National Security Bureau, and he happened to be in charge of these cultivators who had entered the WTO.

The cross-eyed in front of him happened to hit the muzzle of the gun, so he was stabbed.

"Okay, as long as the seniors can slaughter this kid, Pianpian will give it to you later!"

The ruthless and unrighteous words, even Dongfang Long listened to it, and felt worthless for Pianpian. However, the bubbles on the soles of my feet were stepped on by myself, and no one could help them.

Li Ming has always been in love with Pianpin, but Pian Pian is empathetic, causing Li Ming to almost lose his life by Wanbao for this.

Therefore, Dongfang Long didn't have a good impression of Pianpian either, and he also interjected.

"Haha!" The cross-eyed old man laughed wildly, and shook it in front of Dongfang Long step by step, "Boy, how do you want to die, the old man is happy today, open the net, let you choose how to die!"

Dongfang Longmian did not change his color and heart did not beat, and slowly put his hand into his arms, "You cross-eyed old thing, don't stay well in the mountains, and you are still restless when you come out, do you feel that you have lived for a long time and are a little tired?"

"You and I killed you!"

The cross-eyed old man's face turned red, annoyed and angry, the cultivator is a fairy-like existence in the eyes of mortals, and in turn, ordinary mortals are like ants in the eyes of the cultivator.

As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to make a move, but Dongfang Long shouted: "Wait!"

This voice, the sound was so loud, it seemed that a whirlwind was blowing on the ground, which shook Wanbao and kicked back two or three steps, clinging to the car, before stabilizing his body and looking at Dongfang Long in horror.

The cross-eyed old man was also taken aback, his hands trembled, and he almost went wrong in one breath.

"What are you doing so loudly, do you want to scare people to death?" pointed at the Dongfang Dragon, the cross-eyed old man shouted angrily.

"You look at this, and then you can talk!" Dongfang Long handed the document in his hand forward and sneered.

"What a broken thing, can it save your life!" The cross-eyed old man took it without caring and opened it to watch.

"Ugh!"

Stunned suddenly, he looked at the documents in his hand again and again, and he didn't seem to believe it, so the cross-eyed old man wanted to verify it.

"Is this document yours?"

"If it is fake, you should know my rights, and you should know what you want to do at this time, what will it bring you, I'm afraid the forces behind you can't afford it!"

Seeing the expression of the cross-eyed old man, Dongfang Long knew that this document was indeed easy to use, and he really had the right to manage the cultivators in the world.

After returning the documents to Dongfang Long, the cross-eyed old man raised his legs and stepped into the car under Wan Bao's puzzled gaze.

"Let's go!"

The cross-eyed old man said lightly, and he didn't even look at Wanbao. At this time, his heart scolded the eighteen generations of Wanbao's ancestors.

It has spread as early as the sect, and there is a mysterious department in the Wolong Kingdom, which is responsible for managing the cultivators who have entered the world.

Moreover, this cross-eyed old man, after leaving the mountain, also registered with the National Security Bureau of Wolong Country in accordance with the rules and reported his whereabouts.

But unlucky, just out of the mountain, promised someone to do something, but I didn't expect the object to be someone from the National Security Bureau of Wolong State, which really hit someone's gun.

At this time, if it spreads to the sect, it will definitely be punished by the door rules. Speaking of the inhabitants, if the kid in front of him takes the opportunity to make things difficult, he won't be able to eat and walk around.

Thirty-six plans are the best plan, the cross-eyed old man can't offend the National Security Bureau for two money, after all, he has just come out of the mountain, and he hasn't enjoyed the prosperity of the world, how can he go back in disgrace?

Wanbao had no choice, and the newly hired backer didn't work, so he had to glared at Dongfang Long fiercely, reluctantly got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like a crazy bull.

The tires rubbed against the ground with an unpleasant burnt smell and disappeared into the distance of the road in the blink of an eye.

"This document seems to be quite effective, but it's cheaper than that old thing, if you don't run fast, you have to peel off a layer of his skin!"

After putting away his documents, Dongfang Long walked along the highway towards the city.

At night, in a high-end hotel in Shanghe City, a presidential suite, Wan Bao kept walking around in the spacious living room, and the thick cigar smoke on his mouth was burning to the butt of the cigarette.

His eyes were full of pain, and occasionally there was a hint of viciousness.

On the coffee table, the ashtray was already full of cigar butts.

From time to time, the sound of a woman's cry and a man's hearty moans came from the bedroom.

Wan Bao frowned, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, sat on the leather sofa, held his head with both hands, and dug his fingers deep into his hair.

After a long time, the cross-eyed old man walked out of the bedroom satisfied, and while wearing his belt, he said, "It's really good, it's so cool!

Seeing the cross-eyed old man walking out, Wan Bao hurriedly stood up, and a smiling face immediately appeared.

"The old-timers are still having fun!"

"I'm happy, today the old man only knew, it's better in this secular world!"

"Since you're having fun, look at that kid today."