Chapter 145 Finally See the Flying Eagle

"Damn, save a life." The hand that has pulled the trigger has been designated, and Wuyang's back is soaked in a large area. Just as soon as he was about to show a habitual smile on his face, he thought of facing a crazy woman, an irrational figure who could risk his life because of two words, or to anger him less delicately.

"Hey... hey... Thank you for your mercy." He laughed twice, Wu Yang's wrist shook, and the exquisite pistol in his hand slid into his sleeve like magic and disappeared in an instant. I have to say that although he is the lowest strength among the four people present, he feels that he is a well-deserved NO.1 when it comes to playing with guns alone.

"Well, our account will be calculated later." The butterfly opened his face coldly, ignored the three people on the field, and walked towards the villa first.

"Haha... Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Mr. Ying has already said something. Let's go into the house so that he won't wait for a long time." A burst of cheerful laughter cleverly resolved the embarrassment in the field. Tianqing stretched out an arm and made an invitation gesture to the house.

After a long night, he was finally about to see the master. A Lang was slightly excited. He was a real hero, and what kind of person is the old bastard pointed out to kill?

Will there be a chance to kill him tonight?

I'm afraid that the opportunity is very slim. After all, he is a great man who can stabilize the two elders of the Sword Emperor. Although Wolf is conceited, his current strength is still worse than the two trendy old men.

With a complicated mood, A Lang exchanged a look that only two people could understand with Wuyang, and followed Tianqing straight to the villa...

A common living room is paved with handmade cashmere carpets. The walls of the original blue brick structure are all wrapped in high-grade willow wood, which is gilded to pull out beautiful lines, presenting a three-dimensional sense. The crystal nail above the head hangs a huge crystal in the shape of a diamond cone, which seems to be more beautiful than diamonds with the illumination of the light. The backbone with a smooth curve is afraid that 24K platinum can't achieve such an effect.

There are various genres of landscape paintings hanging on the wall, and the simple frame perfectly interprets the era of landscape painting. If someone pays attention to the signature of the author of the painting corner, which one is thrown to the auction house is definitely a "divine work" of more than 10 million dollars.

Not to mention all kinds of handicrafts, porcelain, ancient books...

The whole room is said to be a living room, or rather a collection room to show off wealth.

"This is much better than Uncle Li's old man's room. It seems that Genesis is really rich." I just realized the truth that many words must be lost, but Wuyang is still used to smiling. For nothing else, just looking at the various decorations in the whole living room, thinking that he may turn into ashes after his inadvertent action soon. It's pleasant to think about it.

A Wolf looked calm. Although it was a magnificent living room, he didn't feel special in his eyes, because he didn't know any of them, and naturally he didn't know the preciousness.

"Ha ha, but they are all vulgar things. Don't care." Tianqing spoke very lightly, but the flashing pride on his face was still caught by the sharp-eyed wolf.

"Two, take me to the hall below. Eagle is used to meeting guests in the hall." Not giving the two of them much time to sigh, Tianqing took the lead and walked to the rotating stairs beside him.

"Just lead the way." Wolf's tone was flat. He glanced at Wu Yang, who was still looking around, and followed Tianqing upstairs.

Along the way, Wu Yang sighed, not to mention those precious decorations that can be seen everywhere. Just some beautiful maids who carefully cleaned up the dust on the decorations with chicken feather dusters made him drool. Damn, he was really not ordinary rich. Even the maids were foreign goods, and they were so eye-catching.

The simple rotating stairs seem to have no end, which shows how magnificent the villa is. I don't know how long it has been, let alone how many exquisite doors, and all the way to a three-meter-high and two-meter-wide steel gate, Tianqing finally stopped.

The huge iron gate presents a darker color than smoked. The two huge door knock rings, like two demons with wide eyes waiting for the prey's belly, full of beasts.

Tianqing stood by the door, knocked on the door casually, and pushed away at least a few tons of steel with one hand. In terms of strength alone, I'm afraid it's not inferior to the wolf.

"Please, Mr. Eagle is waiting inside." With the "please" gesture inside, Tianqing has no intention of following up at all.

"Brother Tianqing, won't you go in together?" Looking at the standing Tianqing, Wu Yang asked curiously.

"It's funny, Eagle wants to see you, but it's nothing to do with me." Tianqing made a shrug action, did not give Wu Yang more opportunities to ask questions, and turned to the same road.

"Brother Wolf, what do you say?" Looking at a walkway illuminated by the lights, Wu Yang was a little embarrassed, as if he saw a yellow spring road to hell.

"Go in and talk about it," Wolf settled down and reached out to touch the position of his waist, where there was the biggest support tonight.

"Damn, life and death have life, wealth and honor are in the sky, afraid of a bird, go." Wu Yang's heart was horizontal. When he saw the wolf's movements, he suddenly thought that he still had something to do, and he became bolder.

Stepping over the iron gate and stepping on the soft carpet as red as blood, Wolf, the teenager who rises like a comet, will face the legendary character for the first time and wait for what will happen to his fate?

Finally understand why this place is called the "Great Hall" by Tianqing. Just like the name, it is magnificent, with a ten-meter-high ceiling, supported by two rows of symmetrical ancient granite pillars as stable as Mount Tai.

Walking along the blood-red carpet to the end of the hall, an old man was sitting on the throne of the emperor in the traditional specifications of Z country. The texture of various gems and gold makes people sitting on it understand his dignity without introducing it.

There was no conversation, and the old man on the throne was terriblely quiet.

Silence, dead silence.

Wolf's pupils tightened and squinted at the old man opposite him. His hair was gray, but his face was ruddy. Even if the hall was illuminated like day, he only found a few wrinkles on the old man's face. When he saw the right eye with only white eyes and no pupils on the old man's hook nose, the wolf's heart tightened.

"I'm blind in one eye, lame, and tattoos on my back..."

Suddenly remembered the words of the old bastard. I don't know if there is a tattoo behind the flying eagle in front of him. As for the lameness, although it is far away, with the wolf's eyes, he can still see that the length of the old man's two legs falling under the throne at will are different, but his blind eyes is already a certainty. In addition, Xiaoming's two old man sued at the beginning. Telling his past, it is almost certain that this old man is the old bastard who pointed out that he let him kill.

With a glass of red wine and shaking it pleasantly, the old man showed a kind smile that was no different from the ordinary old man and said, "You must be a wolf, right? The temperament is restrained and the spirit is compelling. It is indeed the person who taught it to the eldest brother, hehe..."

"Are you a flying eagle?" Looking coldly at the old man in front of him, the wolf was not interrable by the other party's momentum, but secretly kept accumulating strength. Somehow, the old man in front of him, who seemed to be very ordinary, was like facing a towering mountain, and the heavy sense of oppression was secondary. The feeling of high mountains inadvertently in the bottom of his heart was already very uncomfortable.

Obviously, Wolf is not the only one who has such a feeling. Wu Yang also agrees to feel uncomfortable, but he is open-minded by nature. Even in the face of the most dangerous situation, he can also face it with an optimistic attitude. In his words, even if he dies, he has to have a smiling face.

"What kind of old eagle? This is not like hospitality. Do you want me to sit down?" Wu Yang's mouth is upturned, raising an arc. The wolf who is familiar with him knows that every time Wu Yang shows that smile means that he is very serious about something, which is also a sign of deep attention to it.

"Hahaha..." Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter, and the voice shook so much that the whole hall trembled.

A Wolf and Wu Yang exchanged glances, and their faces changed greatly. Isn't this too perverted? How powerful is it to just listen to this burst of laughter?

"The little guy's speech is really interesting. Your name is Wu Yang, right? Hey... I'm old and my memory is poor. Aren't there chairs on both sides? I didn't say I wouldn't let you sit down." After laughing for a while, Ying Lao said kindly to Wu Yang, that look and tone, that is, his own grandfather may not have such a good attitude.

For some reason, the more kind and kind the old man behaves, the more cold the wolf's heart is. He always feels that there is a deep meaning behind the old man's smile. If he is confused by his appearance, he may be fatally hit at any time.

"Ha ha, you haven't said anything all the time. How dare you sit down?" That's right, but Wu Yang didn't mean to be polite. He went straight to the chairs on both sides and didn't forget to say hello to the wolf.

"Two little guys, what do you think of my villa?" Without care about Wu Yang's rudeness, when the two sat down, the old man asked a very abrupt question, which seemed to have nothing to do with today's date.

"Luxury, no, no, no, it's simply luxury. I have to say that you are too rich, hehe..." Wu Yang said first without waiting for the Wolf to express his opinion.

"Ha ha..." Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, the old man took a sip, but this time he did not take out his white handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth. It can be seen that the old man is very satisfied with Wu Yang's answer.

"Flying Eagle, don't play tricks, just click directly. What's the purpose of coming to us today?" I'm too lazy to be with the flying eagle and the snake. Since entering this so-called " hall", the wolf's heart has become eager. That's the expectation for Zhang Qian. Can you see Zhang Qian tonight?

"Ha ha, can't you calm down?" The old man on the throne smiled, and his white teeth were mixed with blood red wine liquid. He looked extremely fing in this empty and strange hall.

The old man still had a kind smile, just like an elder's doting on the younger generation. In the face of the wolf's blunt words, he did not show any anger, "Wolf, how are you doing to the eldest brother?"

Jumping thinking, complete jumping thinking, the attack on Genesis by the wolf not in advance, not to mention the previous series of strangulations on the wolf, let alone a few words about Zhang Qian, but asked the old bastard that even the wolf did not want to mention again.