Chapter 237 Dead Road

"Who the hell are you and why do you look exactly like this guy?" The white-haired old man asked me.

I looked at him contempt and said coldly, "It's none of your business. You just need to know that I'm the one who must take your life."

"Oh? Hahaha..." The white-haired old man laughed wildly and said, "If I let you have one hand, you may not be able to beat me."

I didn't answer again, just looked at each other coldly.

The white-haired old man put away his smile and fell silent.

After a while, he said, "Well, since you are a descendant, let you take action first."

My hatred for this guy has not been a day or two, especially what he did to Liang Qian, which is simply unbearable.

But although I am now angry, I still turn my head to look at Nobita and Nie Chuan on one side.

gritting my teeth, I said to the white-haired old man, "Let's change places so as not to hurt irrelevant people."

The white-haired old man seemed to be very happy, nodded and turned around and walked away from the sea of fire.

I looked at the two again and whispered, "It's okay, don't worry."

Desp, my eyes are still full of worries.

I didn't say anything more and walked to the white-haired old man with his head held high.

"Is it okay here?" The white-haired old man smiled with an annoying smile on his lips.

I looked back and nodded about 50 or 60 meters away from Nie Chuan and the others, but I didn't know what to say.

But in fact, there is no need to say anything, because the other party's face is the biggest mockery.

So I didn't have any reservation. I clenched my fist and smashed it at the other party's door.

I thought that the white-haired old man only knew that I could make arrows turn corners, and maybe he didn't know that I could use this force to push myself, so I didn't use punch directly, but an ordinary attack.

The result was as I expected. When my fist hit his face, he gently raised his left hand and caught my fist.

His strength is still surprisingly strong. My hand makes a click sound in his palm, and it is almost pinched and deformed.

I endured the intense pain, stimulated the mind in my body, and pushed myself forward in an instant.

Although the white-haired old man is powerful, through many uses, I am confident that this explosive driving force is definitely stronger than his power.

Sure enough, under the fierce force that I suddenly pushed forward, the white-haired old man couldn't hold on for a moment and was pushed back a few times by me.

I saw a trace of doubt on his face. As I retreated, I asked me, "Where did you learn this trick!"

The white-haired old man grabbed my hand. He quickly offset my impulse with his brute force. His legs stood in front and behind, then stared at me and asked, "Have you found that book?" Give it to me! I can let you go!"

I feel that my fists begin to hurt violently again. In fact, at this time, I am in a weak period when I can't use my ability, and it is easy to be killed by the other party.

This is my fault in judgment. I thought I could at least rush the other party out, but I didn't expect him to be stronger than I thought.

If he doesn't persuade me to hand over the ancient book now, but twists my arm hard, he can easily twist my hand into a crushing fracture.

I didn't answer him, but regained my mind a few seconds after he asked me, and then I used the impulse to bounce back.

I successfully pulled my fist out of his hand and fell four or five meters away, gasping for breath.

The white-haired old man smiled gloomily and said, "You can't be my opponent. Even if you get that book, you can't make it in such a short time. If you don't hand it over, don't blame me for being rude."

After saying that, he clenched his five fingers into claws and grabbed my heart.

This move is fast and fierce. If it changes to normal, I can't avoid it at all.

Now I have another mind to protect the body, so I repeated my skills and used my mind on his supporting legs.

The white-haired old man suddenly seemed to step on the clip on the ground and paused, but he roared fiercely, jumped up directly from the ground and punched me.

I was speechless about his fierceness. Looking at the big fist of the casserole hitting me, as if to smash my brain out, I hurriedly rolled on the ground.

As soon as I got out, I heard a bang on the ground and was smashed by the white-haired old man.

I know that he moved very fast, and I suffered from him last time.

When I roll to the ground, he will definitely lift his foot and kick me in the stomach immediately.

Sure enough, when I rolled around on the ground, I saw a foot kicking towards me.

At this time, the mind has recovered, and I hurriedly used the mind to offset the power kicked by that leg.

The two offset each other and still failed to stop the white-haired old man.

I was kicked in the abdomen fiercely, and I felt a burst of blood churning in an instant.

It can be said that if my mind hadn't offset some of it, I might have to stay in the hospital for half a year, or die directly.

Even if I was not kicked into a serious injury, I was still kicked out fiercely.

After flying about two or three meters, I fell to the ground and rolled seven or eight times before stopping.

At this time, my eyes swirled, and my ears buzzed and I was a little confused.

I shook my head and was ready to get up, and a big hand had stuck my neck and raised my whole body.

This feeling is so familiar that I look at the white-haired old man again.

Looking at me who was almost exhausted, the white-haired old man smiled and said, "I'll give you one last chance to hand over the ancient book."

I said in my heart that this guy is powerful, but he is too stubborn. The ancient book is obviously on me. This guy doesn't know how to search his body directly, but wants to force me to take out the book.

I don't know the importance of ancient books to him, and I don't know what the consequences will be if they fall into his hands, but out of my natural stubbornness and fear of death, I resolutely didn't say a word.

At this time, the white-haired old man's expression became extremely cold, and he said with a sneer, "Okay, you are looking for your own death."

After saying that, he took out a needle from his pocket and said, "I want you to die in the same way as your friend."

He aimed the tip of the needle at my eyes, but just as he was about to insert it at me, I bent the needle back with my mind.

Looking at the needle slowly bending, the white-haired old man's expression suddenly became a little strange.

Next, something happened that stunned me. The needle bent by my mind slowly straightened up again.

The old man with white hair said, "Don't think that only you can do this. I just think you don't need to use this ability to deal with your scum. How about it? Are you convinced?"

I almost fell into the ice cave, because I didn't expect that from the beginning, I had no chance of winning. The move just now was that the white-haired old man was playing with me.

While I was extremely desperate, waiting to be inserted into my eyes by brain toxins, suddenly around me, and at some point, four people appeared.

I squinted and found that it was the four masters brought by the old white-haired old man on the boat before, Leimen, Ishida, Fangzi and the unknown thin man.

"What's wrong? Why did you come back?" The white-haired old man stopped the needle in his hand and asked doubtfully.

At this time, Leimen said in English, "Boss, the four members of the rear investigation team have lost contact, and the leading group is also in trouble. They can only keep in touch with us with Morse code, which may be in great danger."

The white-haired old man frowned, looked at me and asked, "Did you kill the four people on Daoshan?"

I nodded without scruples and said, "Yes, I killed it. Come if you want revenge."

Unexpectedly, the white-haired old man said, "That's good."

After saying this, the white-haired old man actually put me down, then handed the needle to Shitian and said, "These three people will be handed over to you. I'll go and have a look now. If that person catches up with me, it will be difficult to do. Don't ruin the big deal of Lord Lei Yun."

Ishida took the needle in the white-haired old man's hand and said, "Hi!"

Next, the white-haired old man took the other three people and quickly walked to the depths of hell in the dark, leaving only the three of us and Ishida.

Seeing that the four of them had gone far away, Ishida looked at me and then at the syringe in his hand.

I know that this guy is also very difficult to deal with. At that time, when he was controlled on the ship, even the white-haired old man was afraid of him.

So there is still no chance of winning against this Ishida, but it must be much better than playing with the old white-haired old man.

Thinking of this, I bent back the needle in Ishida's hand.

Ishida looked at the needle bending and did not say anything. Instead, he threw the needle on the ground and said to me in stiff English, "Get up."

I was sitting on the ground, but then I stood up.

When I stood up straight, I found that I was a head shorter than this strong gray-haired guy.

"Hately hand over the book, I will never kill you." Ishida's expression was very cold.

I replied simply and rudely, "Don't you want a book? There is a kind of one-on-one."

Ishida cut disdainfully and said, "Well, there will be a duel between real men today."

After saying that, he took off his coat and exposed the black tight vest inside. I saw that the muscles in his chest were shaped like chocolate and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Ishida tightened the half of the fist sleeve in his hand, pulled out a dagger and said, "Come here."

I also showed no weakness. I took the big knife from my back, put on an unprofessional posture, and then stepped forward to cut into the stone field.

Ishida seemed to see my movements, blocked my big knife with a metal piece on the back of his fist, and then hit my face with the other hand.

Seeing that he was coming fiercely, I immediately urged the thoughts in my body and prepared to flash back.

As a result, it didn't work this time, and I still stood still.

And Ishida's fist suddenly stopped when he was about to hit my nose into my face.