963. Eighty-year-old man
Even though I'm not as big as a mouse, I was a sports student like him when I was young. Although I couldn't break his bones, it was enough for him to climb down. My upper body completely lost support and I fell headfirst.
, I fell down together with the man who was carrying my two feet behind me. After landing on the ground, I kicked all over the place, and finally broke away from their restraints, but my landing posture was really not as elegant as Meihui's.
Obviously, everyone did not expect that we were not stunned by datura grass at all. Both of us were already standing in front of them. They still looked at us blankly, as if we had bumped into a ghost, and they simply could not believe themselves.
s eyes.
"What are you doing? Are you still waiting for me, a half-dead old man, to take action? Catch them!" Mr. Ning ordered loudly.
Only then did this guy come to his senses, and formed a formation to surround us both. I rubbed my head, and there was a big bump on the right side of my head. It hurt so much that I burst into tears.
"I mean, man, you have a tough head!" I said to the man who was covering his head like me, then I pulled out the gun from my waist and pointed it at the semi-arc crowd surrounding us.
"Hey, don't move, it's true, bullets don't have eyes, be careful of misfire!"
The two of us brought them too many surprises. They didn't even expect that I was carrying a gun. They met each other and didn't dare to take a step forward!
"You little brats! You can't count on me at the critical moment! You have to take action from me, an 80-year-old man! Young men, what kind of hero is a man who uses a gun? I believe you can come here to find the descendants of the Jin family, and you will definitely be satisfied.
Humans, right? We have the whole world on horseback, how dare you fight with me? If you win, I will let you go!" Mr. Ning said calmly.
This Third Master Ning is really extraordinary. Although I don’t know how skilled he is without having played against each other, but just by looking at what he said, I can tell that this man definitely has a very high IQ. Think about it, let’s fight an eighty-year-old man with his bare hands.
Fighting, it's obvious that I'm bullying him, but in fact, I'm unloading my gun, and I'm really bare-handed. How can we deal with it when people swarm him? And even if he is a fastidious person and he will do what he says, he will be one-on-one with us, but please pay attention.
Are you there? "If you win, he will let you go back!" In other words, even if we win, he won't let us go find the descendants of the Jin surname.
"This Third Master Ning, are you treating me like a monkey? We all have to leave if we lose or win, right? You get the advantage of us all! Why don't you ask us why we came to see Mr. Jin?"
I asked with a smile.
"If you disturb the retreat of our ancestors, your lives should be put here!"
"Oh! Mr. Ning, you're so bragging that you don't draft a draft, right? I'm going to order the Ning Ancient Pagoda monument today! I'll definitely meet the descendants of the Jin family! You're so stubborn!" I said rudely.
"Young man, you've underestimated me, an eighty-year-old man, haven't you? Let's just walk, then?"
This old man kept saying that he was an eighty-year-old man, but he really didn't look like it. He was energetic, his face was radiant, and he had very few white hairs on his head. He was wearing a sheepskin coat and was sitting cross-legged in a cave.
Chapter completed!