Chapter 860: Don’t go too far

Catwoman, with both claws broken, finally understood that the young guard in front of her wanted not her body, but her life. The instinctive fear was gnawing at her nerves like a poisonous snake. The knife-wielding guard

As he was walking towards her step by step, the blood from the tip of the knife fell on the muddy ground, and a little bit of fine dust appeared. It seemed that the sharp knife would cut into her neck at the next moment. Even though she was killing people, she felt a numbness.

A chill spread from the back to the top of the head

"Who are you?" Catwoman knew that the guard in front of her could not let her go, but before she died, she still asked the last question reluctantly, because there was a miniature microphone in her ear hole, which at least could

Before she dies, let people know whose hands she died at. If she can delay the time, there might be a glimmer of hope.

Xu Qing walked closer, glanced at Catwoman coldly, and said in pure Mongolian: "My name is..." He paused in vain mid-sentence, and put the scimitar in his hand on Catwoman's neck.

On the top, two words popped out from between the teeth: "retribution". The arm suddenly raised, and the blade flashed with a shower of blood.

Catwoman's head flew out of the sky and landed squarely on the three 'mani poles' hanging tribal flags in the center of Obo. This is the name of the real thing, don't read it wrongly, it became a veritable blood sacrifice.

The headless cat corpse fell to the ground. Xu Qing stretched out his knife to wipe the blood on the corpse and put it into the scabbard. The Damascus sword was not as good as the Long Yuan sword after all. Although there was not much blood on it, it was still stained with blood.

The two leaped to the mound where the things were buried, bent down and reached down, half of their arms stuck into the mud, then lifted it up and shook it, grabbing the heavy skin bag inside the plastic sheet, but he couldn't help it.

He didn't take the things and leave immediately, but put the leather bag in his hand on the ground again.

"It's so tricky. After killing my beloved Catwoman, do you just want to take the thing and leave like this?" An angry voice came from behind. Xu Qing patted the mud on his hands and turned around.

Come on, Chahala Wushu, together with Ouyangji and Baoniu brothers who are riding camels, have arrived less than a hundred meters behind. No less than two hundred men with guns are quickly surrounding them from all directions. It seems that tonight's battle will not end.

Way to avoid

Xu Qing did not reach out to draw the knife. Instead, he reached into his trousers and took off the belt. In front of everyone, he quickly tore the entire belt into pieces with his palms, more than ten pieces, each one.

They were all about two inches long. Before the guys with guns could come forward, he raised his palm and threw the broken leather belt in all directions. Except for Aobao, there were basically two pieces lying around. He didn't lift it with his hand.

Instead of holding on to his trousers, he tightly held the last two pieces of the belt and a lone belt buckle.

Tonight, Xu Qing was wearing a Mongolian robe on the surface, but for the sake of safety, he still wore the 'Bond suit' underneath, which would save some energy in this situation of being surrounded.

The men with guns approached quickly, and no one paid attention to his strange behavior of throwing away the belt. They just thought that the belt was of poor quality. Before he died, he thought about tearing it off and throwing it away. Xu Qing did not say anything at all from beginning to end.

In a word, there was no expression on the masked face. He shook his hand and pushed the last two short pieces of leather straps towards Ouyang Ji on the camel's back. After taking off the leather straps, he silently recited it in his mind for three seconds and squeezed it without hesitation.

belt buckle

There was a loud rumble like thunder, flames soaring into the sky, and scorching waves of air rolling away. The men with guns who had not gotten too close reacted quickly and threw themselves to the ground immediately. Those who reacted slowly suffered miserably.

The intense heat wave generated by the explosion was thrown away directly. Although there was no shrapnel, the scorching airflow alone was enough to bear. Many people were thrown away with broken arms and legs.

The worst thing happened to Ouyang Ji who was sitting on the camel. One belt bomb fell directly under his mount's belly, and the other one was slapped away by him with his palm. The poor white camel was blown to pieces on the spot, basically.

It turned into a pile of camel meat scattered in all directions. As a heavenly warrior, Ouyang Ji reacted extremely quickly, jumped up from the camel's back, and was then blown away by a wave of blood and air.

No matter how fast Ou Yangji reacted, he didn't have time to avoid the air waves and the flying camel meat. He was swept away. Xu Qing took the opportunity to turn around, grab the skin bag, carry the Tiankui Shenfeng Step, and dodge quickly, several

He jumped and disappeared from everyone's sight. When these embarrassed guys came back to their senses, they could still see half a human figure.

In fact, he is not afraid even if he faces these guys head-on, but after all, he is not a murderous madman. The right way is to be able to escape safely while shocking the opponent.

The wind was blowing under his feet all the way. Seeing that he was getting closer to the Khan's Palace, Xu Qing stretched out his hand and wiped the mask off his face, put it into his pocket, stopped and walked towards the palace.

Huhu

A strong wind blew from the top of the head, and a white figure appeared in front of him. This figure stood with his back to Xu Qing, as if he had been standing there and not moved from the beginning.

Xu Qing stopped with a shiver in his heart, put the leather bag in his hand on his shoulder, and grasped the handle of the knife at his waist. This man in white who appeared in vain is definitely a master. If he is an unscrupulous person, this fight will probably be difficult.

It's really unavoidable

The man in white had a messy waist-length silver hair floating behind his head, and his palms were clasped behind his back. His palms were very white, so white that they were extremely clear in the night. Xu Qing could clearly see the stains on his ten fingertips.

Wearing a pale bone ring, the strange thing is that this man is obviously a master, but he does not give anyone any pressure. Instead, he stands there like a passerby, as if he doesn't care who passes by him.

Same

Xu Qing held the handle of the knife with one hand and the corner of the leather bag with the other. He took two steps forward and stood still. He asked in a deep voice in Mongolian: "Senior, do you want what I have in my hand?"

The man in white did not turn around, and said leisurely: "Young man, Aobao must be respected. Don't you think you went too far tonight?"

The strange thing is that the man in white speaks fluent Chinese, as if he knew Xu Qing's identity early on, but there is a hint of blame in his tone.

Although Xu Qing didn't know the intention of the other party's words, since he dared to do it, he had nothing to admit. The person who killed the cat and threw explosives in front of Aobao tonight did not have any respect for the pile of stones that represented the gods. In other words, he

He didn't have this idea in his heart. He didn't throw the belt bomb on Aobao just now, so he was holding back because he was afraid that tomorrow's sacrifice would not be held.

Xu Qing raised his head and said very bachelorly: "Yes, my brothers made a fuss in front of Aobao tonight, but I didn't think it was too much, because I just want to get my things back, and if someone robs me, I will naturally fight back."

Chapter 861: Mr. Jun takes care of the aftermath

Xu Qing doesn't know who this mysterious man in white is blocking the road. It feels a little weird to hear the other person keep saying something about disrespecting Aobao, but judging from his tone, he doesn't seem to be a person with Chahara Wushu. Who cares?

Yes, as long as you don't focus on the skin that contains the things

The man in white flicked the fingertips of his palm twice and said calmly: "Do you know that foreigners who offend Changshengtian will be punished with death?"

Xu Qing's face turned cold. He clearly felt a cold current rushing toward him. It seemed that even the temperature in the air had dropped a few degrees. This cold air came from the man in white opposite him. At this moment, he seemed to have become

There is a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years, and it becomes cold when the wind blows.

"Damn, I'm about to go back to sleep. How could I meet such a weirdo? It's like an air conditioner filled with Freon." Xu Qing cursed her mother secretly: She was unlucky tonight to bump into such a guy in the end.

A monster with anti-Chinese sentiments, a foreign race, I have a different look on your face

Xu Qing held the handle of the knife in his hand, suppressing the urge to draw it, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know who the aliens you are talking about are? Are the Mongols okay if they offend the Immortal God?"

The man in white turned around, and the expression on Xu Qing's face suddenly relaxed, and he said with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Jun, please don't play with me, can you? You're still immortal, when did you come to Mongolia?

"

This man in white is none other than Wang Tiangang’s father-in-law, Mr. Jun Mogui. Rumor has it that he is Xu Qing’s grandpa, and the whole family is close.

Mr. Jun frowned, the coldness on his body went away in vain, and an unnatural smile appeared on his face: "I am originally a Mongolian, are you?"

Xu Qing took two steps forward and said with a smile: "Don't you ever fool me about the achievements of my grandchildren? Your daughter is my mistress. She will have a Western-style wedding in the Vatican on the 1st of next month. I am also thinking about preparing one.

I’ve sent you a big gift.”

Mr. Jun raised his eyebrows twice and asked with a smile: "As people age, their memory fades. Are you Wang Tiangang's apprentice?"

Xu Qing felt that something was wrong with the highly respected Mr. Jun today, and thought to himself, is it really like he said that people's memory deteriorates when they get older? But if you can call out the master's name, it must not be a fake. It is possible that this old man is in

What kind of amazing skills are you practicing? The cold air just now made people a little panicked.

The guy was thinking in his heart, but he said something else: "It's good that the old man remembers it. After all, I am still your disciple and grandson. I remember that you go out for ten days and a half a month every year. Mongolia is not as good as us."

Chinese comfort”

Mr. Jun was amused by him and said with a smile: "I think Daxue Mountain is good. If you have time, you can go there and play."

Xu Qing rolled his eyes and said: "Pull it down, the snot and water in that place have turned into ice. You might accidentally fart and be buried in an avalanche. I'd better get rid of the matter with King Khan as soon as possible and go back to continue doing my job."

student"

Mr. Jun seemed a little surprised and asked in a low voice: "What do you mean, Dad Khan? As far as I know, there is only one Khan in this royal city?"

Xu Qing sighed and said: "Well, there is one thing that people cannot choose, and that is who will be your father. At first, I didn't believe that the consumptive ghost King Khan was my father, but it turns out that I am his son."

Mr. Jun's expression became a little strange. He glanced at the skin bag on Xu Qing's shoulder and said with a smile: "The thing on your shoulder was taken for your father, King Khan?"

Xu Qing patted his skin and said: "Yes, there should be Chahara Wushu and the two elders' black accounts here, a nest of snakes and rats. I don't want to kill them, but I don't want my father to be tricked. What happened just now

There’s nothing we can do if it gets too big.”

Mr. Jun pointed to the leather bag on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Give me one of the gold bricks inside." Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. How did he know that there were gold bricks in the bag? He subconsciously turned around and understood immediately. It turned out that

There was a small hole in the corner of the bag, and a bit of golden color emerged. In addition, there were too many gold bricks, and the outline stood out clearly from the surface of the bag. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell what was inside at a glance.

"Okay, don't talk about just one piece. I'd like to give all these gold bricks to you. I don't think it's too heavy." Xu Qing put down his skin bag readily and took out a stack of heavy gold bricks and handed them to you.

Lao, he didn't mean what he said. It's really troublesome to carry these gold nuggets with you. It's just a filial piety to give them to Mr. Jun.

Jun Mogui smiled and took only one gold brick in his hand. He held the gold brick in his right hand and stretched out his left index finger to write quickly on the surface of the brick. When his fingertip passed by, the gold brick seemed to be made of tofu.

A line of clear handwriting can be drawn out, and each stroke is divided into two points. This finger strength is even more powerful than a diamond carving knife.

The dragon and the snake were all accomplished in one go. Jun Mogui put the gold brick back into Xu Qing's hand, waved his hand and said, "Go back and show Ahige the words on the gold brick. He knows what to do."

Xu Qing took a look at the gold bricks and found that the text on them was not in Mongolian. Of course it couldn't be in Chinese. He didn't know how Mr. Jun was selling it. Since people didn't care about these gold bricks, they pulled them down. Thinking of this, he

Put the gold brick in your hand back into the bag, put it on your shoulder with your backhand, and put it on

"Old man, I'll leave now. Let's meet at the Vatican at the beginning of the month." Xu Qing reached out and took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a pure gold Zhibao lighter and lit it with a ding-dong sound. This thing was a souvenir given to his father.

, he took it conveniently and used it conveniently. Now he feels a bit like the grassroots rich second generation.

Mr. Jun seemed a little dissatisfied with his careless appearance. He frowned and said, "Let's go. The old man who is coming from behind will help you get rid of it."

Xu Qing didn't look back, and glanced behind him with his clairvoyant eyes. He saw Ouyang Ji, who was full of anger, rushing towards this side quickly. In the blink of an eye, he was less than a hundred meters behind him.

"Thank you, old man, I'll get out of the way first." Xu Qing ducked past Mr. Jun and ran towards the Khan's Palace as fast as he could. As for how Mr. Jun behind him would send Ouyang Ji away, he didn't have to worry about it.

, if he could bet, he would definitely bet all the gold bricks in his skin on Mr. Jun.

The wind blew under his feet and he jumped up and down. Xu Qing was like an elf floating in the dark night. It took him less than five minutes to arrive at the gate of the Khan's Palace. The guard guarding the gate was about to step forward to stop him when he took something from his pocket.

A piece of black wood was flashed in front of their eyes, and then they ducked into the palace gate.

Gently pushing the door open, Xu Qing tiptoed in, but as soon as he stepped into the door, he heard a whisper: "Why are you running so late?" Xun Sheng took a look and found out, dad.
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