"Are you Wu Fan? I don't need to elaborate on your deeds. You have deposed my grandson, but I didn't ask you to make a conspiracy. I think we have room for cooperation." The old man named Lu said.

Wu Fan felt very strange. Eumti was from U country, so why was his grandfather a dragon? He should be of mixed race. There are so many complicated relationships here.

"It's not my intention to destroy him, but he asked for it himself, so how could he go and ask for a crime? I was drinking noodle soup with my female fans happily. Your grandson wanted to come and play tricks on me, and I saved him a life. It's been considered to be the most righteous." Wu Fan smiled. Wu Fan felt that his words were a little painless, and the old man's words were even more different. He could not come to him because of such a painless thing, nor could he find that old man because of irrelevant things.

It is obvious that the old man is testing himself. For ordinary people, if his grandson is deposed by others, it is indeed a big deal, but for such people, his grandson is deposed by others, it is not a big deal. If he can alarm him to come and talk to him, there will definitely be other purposes.

"I think you can't know my identity. In this world, I am the only one who knows my identity. No one knows my identity, and even my grandson doesn't know my identity, so I feel at ease to come here." The old man said something, which made Wu Fan speechless. This was the most cautious master he had ever seen. He might have kept it from his wife and all his relatives, do some shameful activities, or have unprecedented ambitions.

This is a mysterious family, and even in the system, it is difficult to find their true identities.

"Well, knowing yourself and your enemy will never win. I know nothing about you, so I am not sure to fight you. Maybe you want to express this, right?" Looking at each other, although the old man looked like a salted fish and had no light, the pressure brought by his eyes was unprecedented, and the feeling could only be understood but not expressed in words.

"Well, young people have good understanding. I know you are Wu Fan. I know your specific force. I know your past. I also know you have some unpredictable methods, but you still did one wrong thing, that is, you shouldn't look for me." Lao Rang, whose surname is Lu.

"Do you really understand me? What you know is me yesterday, how much I am today, how can you know?" Wu Fan said coldly. When Wu Fan's attitude and determination were also the most guilty moment. He had never felt this way, even when he was against Murakami last Wednesday.

That old fist was so staggering that it was like a thousand-year-old dead tree, without a single cell phone, like a pool of stagnant water, without a trace of turbulence.

Such an opponent cannot let you see the depth, such an opponent is the most difficult opponent.

Even if you meet a more advanced opponent, even if you know that you are not the opponent's opponent, it will be much better than facing a confused and unknown person.

Many real dancers are not afraid of death, but what they fear most is that they don’t know when to die or how to die. The Tbilisi sword hanging on their heads is the most terrifying one.

When a swimmer crossed the English Channel, it was full of fog. The man gave up when he was only about 10 meters off the shore. He felt that he would not succeed. The fog overwhelmed him and completely gave up his hope of success. When he finally learned that he had reached the other shore only about 10 meters left, he collapsed.

"I'll try and find a spacious ground." Wu Fan said. He decided to fight to the death, but at this time his mood was completely chatting, and he was not even mentally prepared.

He had too much concern and too many follow-up things he hadn't done. Suddenly he met such an opponent and he had lost psychologically.

"Let's be here." said the old man named Lu.

"Only here?" Wu Fan was a little confused.

The fight between them is different from other people's fights. It is no exaggeration to call it a fight between gods and immortals. If it really fights, it has become a ruin, a pile of ruins, and there will be many innocent people affected.

And this market is their power. Does he want to destroy this market?

Wu Fan thought about it and frowned slightly. The old man's decision was the real master's decision. Now is the moment with the greatest chance of winning. If he finds another place to adjust his mentality, then after a while of the showdown, he will lose another three-pointer, so he will have a decision at this moment.

Although he is like an old man next door, his size is very spicy and is no worse than his grandson. He is even better than his grandson. His grandson is just a ruthless person on the surface, and he is truly ruthless person.

Wu Fan even thought that if he could use his grandson's life to win, he would do it without hesitation. This is Old Man Lu in front of him.

"You must be very confused. Why did I set the venue here? You must think that I am a very cruel person!" The old man named Lu seemed to have seen through Wu Fan's thoughts.

"Isn't that the case?" Wuhen's mouth outlined a smile that seemed to be very comprehensible.

"Wrong, there are many types of duels, and it may not necessarily be necessary to start a killing. Although we are the one who decides the winner and the loss, and also determines life and death, there are many ways." Old Man Lu actually showed a smile on his face, and he could not see any sadness in it.

"for example?"

"For example, who has a faster knife, who has a faster punch, who has a faster hidden weapon, in short, it means who has a faster death." Old Man Lu's words did not fully explain Wu Fan's question. His grammars must have rules. What are the rules?

"For example, when we stand at a distance of three feet, we are not allowed to move our legs, and we draw our swords at the same time. No one can avoid each other's swords. Look at whoever's swords quickly and see whoever's swords are accurate. Life and death are destined. How about it?" Old Man Lu actually showed a hint of sincere tone, showing strong confidence in his tone.

"..." There is no way, there is no words, I just have the heart to stare at the other party.

"Or it is a fist comparison. We stand within two feet and punch at the same time, without moving our feet, and life and death are destined. Or we are a hidden weapon. We stand 20 feet away, each facing away from the wall, and at the same time launching the hidden weapon that we are best at. Of course, we can use firearms and see who is faster, life and death are destined." Old Man Lu said.

Which of these three methods is best at Old Man Lu? There was no clue in the old man's eyes. Wu Fan was in deep thought at this moment. You must find the most appropriate way to use your strengths and best control the other person's strengths to defeat the other person.

But the other party was still like a cloud of fog, just like in front of his eyes, and he could not see through what the other party was good at and what the other party was thinking in his heart.

"Of course you can choose another way, and I can accept your way." Old Man Lu looked at Wu Fan with a smile. He seemed to have control over everything, and he seemed to be sure to win.

Wu Fan fell into deep thought again. He really had no better way. The three methods of Old Man Lu were those he was good at, especially hidden weapons. If the other party did not hide, he had reason to nail him to the wall with his own wooden needle.

It was almost a hidden weapon comparable to a meteor, which could easily penetrate the armored tank. If the opponent's feet remained motionless, it would be possible to kill the opponent with one needle.
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