Lu Mingjun felt that the battle was unclear, as if he had been tricked.
This feeling made him extremely unhappy. Didn't this become someone else's gun? Lu Mingjun didn't like to be manipulated by others, so he thought it was necessary to explain the matter clearly.
It doesn't matter if he fights, but he doesn't want to be treated as a bad guy.
"I don't know where you heard this news, but I can tell you clearly that I don't have any treasures here at all!
The reason why I am able to reach this level today is firstly because of my extremely high talent, and secondly because of my extremely good luck. So the words you heard are all false. Even if I wanted to hand over my treasure, I would never do it!"
Lu Mingjun explained helplessly.
But one look at this old guy's expression and it's clear that he won't believe it.
It looked like the only option was to continue, but then again, Young Master Lu really didn't want to fight him.
Because if you continue, you will fall into other people's traps and make outsiders laugh.
"Lu Mingjun, if you stop making these excuses, will I believe you? So you'd better hand over your things. I can spare your life, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
The old man is a bastard who eats weights and is determined.
Lu Mingjun naturally saw this, and even if he tried to persuade him, he would not give up the idea.
So the only way is to defeat him, so that he will stop chirping.
Thinking of this, Lu Mingjun didn't want to waste any more time.
"Since you don't believe what I said, let's keep going. If you can beat me, you can do whatever you want!"
Lu Mingjun has absolute confidence in his own cultivation. Although this old guy has some tricks, he believes that he will win in the end.
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. After I teach you how to take it down, I'll see how you continue to make up lies!"
The old man just thought Lu Mingjun was lying and he didn't want to hand over the things.
But in the face of absolute strength, these lies have no effect.
When Lu Mingjun's life was threatened, I couldn't believe that he didn't take out his treasure to save his life.
At this time, the old man had completely recovered, adjusted his state to its peak, and looked coldly at Lu Mingjun, preparing for the next attack.
Lu Mingjun had confidence in his own cultivation, and the old man also had confidence in his. The two of them were at odds with each other without giving in at all.
"You do have some abilities, but if you want to deal with me, I'm afraid it's not enough!"
"Why are you, an old man, so stubborn? As long as you can defeat me, there will be no problem with anything you ask me to do.
If you don’t have this ability, just shut your mouth and get out of here!”
Lu Mingjun didn't save any face for him.
Because face is earned by oneself, not given by others.
"Let's see how long you can keep your sharp tongue."
After the old man finished speaking, he attacked the landing soldiers again, and the two of them stood together.
During this process, Qiaoqiao began to think about it again in the car, because this scene was indeed somewhat familiar.
It seemed to be this scene the night I was injured.