Chapter 591 I Can Handle Both of Them by Myself
Joseph and Stocker were both close to collapse!
They had been led by the nose in the mountains by two old guys who were over 150 years old in total for almost a month!
They even killed two of them, forcing them to urgently call in reinforcements from outside the mountain!
In fact, they didn't want to ask these reinforcements to go into the mountains.
These so-called Chinese ancient martial arts masters were all very cunning and greedy.
The price for three people to go into the mountains once started at 200,000.
Fortunately, the money spent was worth it.
And they were good at martial arts and had their own strengths.
With their help, we were able to find these two old guys so quickly!
Today, we finally blocked them by the stream!
Now they can't play any tricks anymore.
If the five strong men let the two old guys who needed to support each other to walk escape, they might as well commit suicide!
The five men surrounded Yao Zhifeng and Mu Jinrong, and looked at the two old men with eyes like hungry wolves looking at their prey, with greedy and fierce eyes.
Even though there was no way out, there was no panic or fear on the faces of Yao Zhifeng and Mu Jinrong.
They squatted by the stream, scooped up the stream water with their hands, drank a sip, and then washed their faces, as if they didn't see the people around them.
They had a hard time these days.
If they were 20 years younger, they could make these people suffer and flee even if there were two, three, or even ten times more people.
Even if they took their lives, it wouldn't be a big deal!
But it's not possible now.
They are all old.
Not to mention dealing with these wolf-like strong men.
Even if they were just climbing a mountain, they had to take a break after walking for a while, otherwise they wouldn't be able to keep up with the physical strength.
Being able to hold off these bastards for so many days and kill their two companions was already a break-even point, which was really not a loss.
Both of them were used to big storms, and they knew that they couldn't always be so lucky, and they would be blocked by them sooner or later.
So the current situation was also within their expectations, and neither of them was surprised, nor did they mean to escape.
Yao Zhifeng shook off the water droplets on his hands, stood up, and said to Huanshen with some guilt:
"Arong, I can't accompany you to find Chen Laogui! You have to go forward by yourself!"
Mu Jinrong smiled slightly, took Yao Zhifeng's hand, patted his back gently and said:
"Old Yao, I won't look for him anymore! I've given up! I'll stay here with you!"
Yao Zhifeng smiled slightly, didn't persuade her, just nodded.
One of the three Chinese warriors said to them:
"Medical Immortal, Phantom God, you don't have to resist.
Since you are famous people, I will kill you with my own hands later and give you a quick death!"
"Luo Tianxing, what are you talking about!" A bearded man glared at him and cursed:
"How can it be easy to let them go?
So many people in my Zhong family died, did they die in vain?"
Another man said sinisterly: "Zhong Lihan is right!
I, Fang Wenshan, have not forgotten the account from thirty years ago.
Medical Immortal, Phantom God, both of them have passed this... It's been so many years, shouldn't we settle the score?"
Yao Zhifeng laughed and looked at these people and said, "Oh, we are still old friends!
The Luo family in the Red Mansion, the Zhong family in the Thirteenth Lane, and the Fang family in Bianhu.
Back then, Longdun didn't kill you all, but let you off the hook.
It seems that you have raised a bunch of ungrateful people!
That's right, anyway, all three of you are traitors, this is your family tradition!
Huaxia treated you well back then, but you took advantage of your favor and did all kinds of evil things!
You deserve to be wiped out by Longdun.
For so many years, you have not thought about your own mistakes. However, you blame others and complain about the world. Do you really think that Longdun doesn't know?
Do you feel that hiding in the old law hall is like hiding in the lid of a turtle, and no one can cure you?
The time has come, and we will settle accounts one by one, and no one can escape!"
Luo Tianxing snorted coldly, squinted his eyes and looked at Yao Zhifeng and said: "Whether we can escape or not, it's not up to the doctor to worry.
The problem now is that you and Huanshen can't run away!
You are about to die here, what else do you have to say?"
"What I want to say..." Yao Zhifeng really thought about it seriously for a while, Then he put one hand on his waist and pointed at the people around him and cursed:
"You are a bunch of traitors who don't know how to live or die!
Do you really think that you can double your worth just by holding a foreign thigh? Can you compete with Longdun?
Ants are ants, even if you find a stink bug, you can't fly to the sky!
My physical strength is not enough now. If I were 20 years younger, I would slap ants like you to death!"
After saying this in one breath, Yao Zhifeng grabbed his collar and shook it, as if he was adjusting his tie, but he didn't wear that thing.
Sighing, Yao Zhifeng shook his head and sighed:
"I boasted without paying attention.
Even if I were 20 years younger, I couldn't beat him!
I'm not Qin Laogui!"
Mu Jinrong still looked at him with a smile, nodded and said: "Great, great!"
Joseph cursed impatiently:
"You Chinese pigs are too long-winded!
They are just two old guys, I can handle them alone!"
He clenched his fists and walked towards Yao Zhifeng and Mu Jinrong aggressively!
"Hey, you..." Zhong Lihan wanted to stop him, but Luo Tianxing shook his head at him.
These foreigners are too conceited and very rude. They don't treat the three of them as human beings at all.
Since you want to suffer, then let you suffer, so that you can remember it!
Joseph rushed to Yao Zhifeng and swung his fist to hit him!
Yao Zhifeng raised his hand, and a sweat towel on his shoulder flew over, almost covering Joseph's face!
Joseph grabbed the sweat towel and felt a tingling pain in his palm. He immediately threw the sweat towel on the ground and rushed to Yao Zhifeng again When he stumbled, he almost fell to the ground!
Shaking his head, Joseph felt dizzy.
He raised his right hand and looked at the red dot on his palm caused by a needle.
Was there a needle hidden in that small sweat towel just now?
He was poisoned just by being pricked?
But wasn’t that sweat towel just taken off the old man’s shoulder?
If there was a needle, why didn’t it prick him?
Joseph felt that he was seeing double.
The world seemed to be spinning, making it difficult for him to keep his balance, and he fell to the ground.
"Mr. Joseph, what's wrong with you? "Zhongli Han ran over with a concerned look on his face, trying to help him up.
Joseph pushed him aside, stumbled to the stream, and then stuck his head into the cold stream.
It's true that his mind was much clearer.
With a splash, Joseph pulled his head out of the stream and cursed triumphantly:
"The tiny Chinese poison technique is not worth mentioning in front of me!
You despicable Chinese people only use such despicable tricks!
Unfortunately, it is useless to me..."
Everyone around him looked at him as if he were a monster, and even Stoke's expression became very horrified.
What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me now?
But I feel my head is clear!
It's even a little hot.
It shouldn't be hot, but a little hot.
The whole head, including the face and mouth, seemed to have been boiled in boiling water, getting hotter and hotter!
And he was surprised to find that he could actually see his own face!
Without moving his head, he just turned his eyes and looked down, and he actually saw his own face!
Joseph turned his head in horror and looked at the reflection in the stream.
A huge, red head like a huge pomegranate appeared in the water!
"Pig!"