Ye Zihao and Ye Wenwen were like enemies in their previous lives, but in this life they almost spent their time arguing.
However, Old Man Ye opened his mouth, so Ye Zihao was naturally relieved.
No one knows his old man's extraordinary abilities better than Ye Zihao.
…
1 hour later!
In Jiangcheng City, in an abandoned warehouse.
A woman was tied up with ropes and could not move at all.
And this woman had a piece of white cloth stuffed in her mouth. She was none other than the kidnapped Zhao Ying.
At this time, a middle-aged man was sitting inside the warehouse.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed someone's phone number.
"beep!"
"beep!"
"beep!"
…
After the phone rang a few times, a man's gloomy voice came.
"Master!"
Feng Junfeng's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Feng'er! That woman named Zhao, do you want me to take her to Yucheng City as a master?"
Lu Jun asked calmly with a cold expression.
"No need for now! As long as Ye Zihao can't find Zhao Ying for one day, he will be controlled by me."
Feng Junfeng explained.
"Okay! Then when do you plan to release Ye Zihao?" Lu Jun asked and said.
"Tomorrow night!"
"Do you need me to come over and help?"
"No! Master, when you stay in Jiangcheng City, you must take good care of that woman. If she is rescued, our plan will fall short."
Feng Junfeng gave instructions and said.
"Then you have to be careful!" Lu Jun said worriedly.
"As long as Zhao Ying is in our hands, Ye Zihao can't do anything to me! In short! Master, you must take good care of that woman."
Feng Junfeng reminded again.
"As long as the teacher is here, no one can save her."
Army said very confidently.
Soon, he hung up the phone.
However, not long after he hung up the phone, a burst of erhu music came from the scene.
After a burst of rapid, majestic and passionate music, the erhu music gradually calmed down, as if the sea tide had gone down, the moon was bright, the wind was clear, and the people on the sandbank were quiet.
Forehead?
Suddenly, the army was surprised.
Seeing his frown tightening, he became alert and asked, "Where is the sound of the erhu coming from?"
"Master Lu!"
"It seems to be coming from outside."
One of the killers looked shocked and pointed outside.
"Let's go! Go out and take a look!"
Lu Jun said something vigilantly, and then led the people out of the warehouse.
I saw a sloppy old man sitting on the steps outside the door. He was about 60 years old, with a wrinkled face and gray hair.
His withered arms were holding the erhu, and his whole body seemed to be indulging in the sad sound of the erhu.
"Damn it! Where did this bad old man come from? He's playing your mother's erhu!"
"Damn old man! Get the fuck out of here now. If you keep quarreling with me, I'll beat you to death!"
"Go away!"
…
The killers at the scene all looked fierce and scolded them angrily.
"Young man! Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately! Killing too much will only disturb your mood."
The old man's voice was slightly hoarse, but he did not stop playing the erhu in his hand.
"You guys, go up and kill him!"
Lu Jun had a black face and scolded him coldly.
"Yes! Mr. Lu!"
The killers on the scene responded in unison, then took out sharp daggers from their bodies and rushed forward in groups.
At this time, the old man opened his voice and hummed a tune in his slightly hoarse voice.
I hear the frogs of spring, I hear the wind of summer.
Autumn dew stains tattered clothes, and the sound of snow makes winter come again.
In troubled times, we are like dogs and rats, with tears welling up in our eyes.
Yesterday, my neighbor lamented, "This life will never be reborn."
It is difficult to live or not, so it is better to enter the urn early.
He left his family and his hometown, and his life was uncertain from now on.
…
"Fuck you! You're still singing so cheerfully even when you're about to die? You stinking old man! Let me give you a ride!"
Seeing a killer, he rushed forward first.
He gritted his teeth and stabbed the old man with a knife.
Just as he straightened his arm, the old man waved the piano rod in his hand. His movement was as fast as lightning, and a cold light appeared in the air.
Apparently!
This hint of cold light is produced by the strings.
The cold light flashed across the killer's arm, and the next second, the killer's hand holding the knife actually fell off.
"Ah! Ah...ah!"
The killer screamed fiercely. He couldn't believe that his hand was broken like this.
Even the white bones are clearly visible.
The palm is broken!
Blood spurted out like a column of blood, and in an instant, the ground was dyed a large area of blood red.
"Young man! My erhu has not been stained with blood for a long time. It's a sin!"
The old man sighed slightly and said.
"You...you you!"
The killer still wanted to speak, but due to excessive blood loss, he passed out.
When the other killers saw this, they became a little afraid of this sloppy old man.
Seeing them looking at each other, no one dared to step forward easily.
"You bastard! There are so many of you, and you are still afraid of this old man who is about to die? Hurry up! Hurry!"
After seeing this, Jun Jun yelled angrily.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
…
These killers seemed to be angered, and the murderous intent in their hearts was once again aroused.
"There is nothing in the first place, so where can we get dust?"
The old man shook his head slightly and sighed.
And the next second, this old man with a somewhat rickety figure seemed to be moving incredibly fast.
He exerted force on his toes, and his whole body flew out like an arrow piercing the clouds. The place where he stood just now was already empty.
"Where are the people?"
The killers looked shocked.
At this time, they saw a cold light as thin as a needle thread suddenly appear in front of them.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
…
The cold light flashed across the necks of these killers, as if a beam of light flashed past.
And the next second, the old man walked out of the crowd and played his erhu with a sad sound again.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
…
At this time, the killers slowly turned around and stared at the old man with shocked expressions. A blood mark appeared on their necks. After a moment, blood spurted out from the blood mark.
Cut throat!
Breathless!
In fact, these people had no idea how their throats were cut.
And the next second, all of them fell into a pool of blood without any warning, their expressions full of panic and terror.
Until the moment of death, they did not know how they died.
At this time, Lu Jun's eyes were wide open, and his heart felt like a huge wave was rising.
Master!
A peerless master!
He knew that the sloppy old man in front of him was an unfathomable master.
And I can withstand up to 3 moves in his hands!
Seeing him panicking, he asked, "You...who are you?"
"Dragon Five!"
The old man said something in a hoarse voice, as if he was not the one who killed just now.