Genius playboy

This place is located in the city center, the location is quite prosperous, not far away is a commercial pedestrian street, full of people all year round, there are many people walking on the sidewalk, there are girls with shopping bags, women with babies in their arms , and several men and women in school uniforms.

Going shopping is undoubtedly a very pleasant thing. No one thought that such an accident would happen. The speed of the red sports car was too fast. ran away.

The car roared and rushed up the sidewalk. Jiang Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, almost as if he had a flash of thought, and he was about to smash the floor-to-ceiling window glass with his fist and rush to save people.

But just as this thought flashed out of his mind, Jiang Feng's pupils shrank again, and he saw a figure, a gray figure, leaping out from behind the crowd.

Its speed was unbelievably fast, and the crowded flow of people couldn't slow down his speed even an iota. At that speed, it was like entering a no-man's land. In just a blink of an eye, that figure rushed to The front of the sports car.

Then, Jiang Feng's eyes burst out with light. He saw that figure made a move. He saw that figure flipped his right hand and slapped the front of the sports car with his palm.

This is no different from a traffic jam, but with the palm of the figure, the speed of the car dropped significantly, and then the man's right hand suddenly pressed down, forcing the sports car that was about to rush towards the pedestrians to a stop.

This scene happened in the blink of an eye, even with the most subtle camera, it may not be able to capture one tenth of it, but Jiang Feng saw it clearly.

Because of this, Jiang Feng's heart trembled violently. This man is so scary.

The frightening thing is not just that he forced the high-speed sports car to a stop with one palm, but the speed and angle of his hand, as well as the slap of that palm, which was silent and without the slightest sound, as if It wasn't that he forced the car to a stop, but that the driver of the sports car stepped on the brakes hard at a critical moment, and stopped the car just in front of him.

The turmoil of pedestrians continued, and finally someone ran away quickly and rushed to the side. In this way, more and more people were alarmed, and the order of the scene became extremely chaotic.

This chaos was in stark contrast to the stillness of the figure. Jiang Feng could see clearly at this moment that the figure was an old man in a Chinese tunic suit with white beard and hair, but his complexion was extremely rosy, making it impossible to accurately judge him. age.

But it was undoubtedly an extremely strange face. Jiang Feng had never seen this person in Yanjing, and he had never even heard of him. He frowned secretly, thinking about the possible origin of this old man.

And as if aware that Jiang Feng was looking at him, the old man's eyes swept towards Jiang Feng's side. The old man's eyes were gentle, without a trace of sharpness. He smiled slightly and left slowly.

Although the old man's move was shocking, no one but Jiang Feng could see the situation clearly, and his departure never alarmed anyone.

But Jiang Feng stood up and walked quickly towards the door. He decided to catch up and see what was going on. Seeing Jiang Feng leave, Zhao Wuxia and Jiang Dai'er called Jiang Feng's name softly. , and soon went out, lost in the flow of people.

The old man walked in front, and Jiang Feng was far behind, keeping a distance of about 300 meters between them. The old man didn't know if he had noticed that Jiang Feng was following him, walking slowly, as if walking in a leisurely garden, but Jiang Feng But it can be seen that his walking posture is very strange, which is a kind of strangeness that ordinary people cannot see.

It was a rather wonderful footwork that made the old man seem to be walking very slowly, but in fact, even though Jiang Feng accelerated, he always kept a distance of about 300 meters.

Jiang Feng knew that the old man had found out that he was following him, and he was secretly startled, because even he himself might not have such keen insight.

"This is definitely a super strong man." Jiang Feng whispered to himself.

Jiang Feng realized that he was unable to see through the strength of this old man. This kind of situation is absolutely rare. The last time was when he was facing the woman from the Wangqing Dao Sect.

However, the woman from Wangqing Daozong was far inferior to the sense of oppression that the old man brought to Jiang Feng. Although the old man didn't seem to be hostile, Jiang Feng still felt great pressure.

The speed accelerated at this moment, and Jiang Feng's figure suddenly rushed forward. He must find out the origin of this old man, otherwise he is worried.

However, Jiang Feng's speed was the same as that of the old man's. The two of them quickly moved away from the crowd and walked towards a remote place.

"Little friend, I don't seem to have anything of value on me. Why are you chasing me like this? Even if you want to steal money and sex, I'm a bad old man, I'm afraid it's hard for you to catch me?" The old man finally stopped He stepped back, looked back at Jiang Feng and asked with a smile.

"Old man, don't be on guard against me. I have no malice towards you." Jiang Feng thought for a while and said.

The old man smiled slightly and asked, "Without any malice, how can you keep chasing after me? How can you tell me to believe your words?"

Jiang Feng suddenly felt that the old man was quite interesting. He smiled and said, "The old man was joking. With the boy's meager strength, even if he harbors malicious intentions, how can he catch the old man's eyes?"

The old man laughed and said, "You are quite self-aware, kid."

Jiang Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then said quickly, "Has the old gentleman seen me before?"

"Jiang Feng from the Jiang family, the young master Jiang who is well-known in Yanjing, everyone knows who doesn't know. Although I am old, old man, I am not so deaf to what is going on outside the window." The old man did not deny it.

"Dare to ask the old gentleman's name. If you have time in the future, you should visit him at home." Jiang Feng clasped his fists and said.

"Boy, are you testing my background?" The old man snorted coldly.

"Don't dare." Jiang Feng shook his head, "I just saw the old man make a move, his skills are amazing, I yearn for it, and I intend to ask the old man for advice."

"Really?" asked the old man.

"Really!" Jiang Feng nodded.

"Since you want to ask me, the old man, why wait until later, you can do it today." The old man smiled loudly, then raised his hand suddenly, and slapped Jiang Feng with a slap.

He seemed to strike at will, but as soon as this palm came out, Jiang Feng felt that the air around him was squeezed into a ball, like being trapped in a cage, with a slight sense of suffocation. Jiang Feng didn't dare to be careless, and took a step back. Shot with one palm.

The two palms touched in mid-air, and they were split as soon as they were touched. Jiang Feng's figure flickered, and he quickly retreated.

"Boy, tell yourself, how many palms can you still receive from me?" the old man asked.

"How many palms does the old man think I can take?" Jiang Feng didn't answer the old man's question, but asked in reverse.

The old man laughed out loud, with serious eyes: "Arrogance, I think you can take two palms from me at most."

"Since the old man thinks so, you might as well give it a try. If the boy is lucky enough to catch an extra slap, the old man should not slap me to death in a fit of anger." Jiang Feng smiled.

His words were naturally half compliment and half probing. The old man's strength was just as he expected, unfathomable and extremely terrifying. The palm just now made half of his body numb and tremble slightly.

And it was still a random shot. If the old man got serious, Jiang Feng really didn't have the absolute confidence to take another two palms from the old man.

"I said two palms are two palms. The next one is your ability. If you can't take it, you can only blame you for your bad luck. You are too curious. It is not a good thing. Take it as a lesson." The old man did not follow Jiang Feng. The words go on.

Jiang Feng felt awe-inspiring, and said, "Mr., take action."

"Okay." The old man snorted softly, and slapped out another palm. Different from the light cloud and light wind of the first palm, this palm is as windy as a scorpion, with a hint of wind and thunder.

Jiang Feng shot with the same palm. With his current cultivation base, his palm strength is naturally not the strongest. However, this kind of sparring does not make Jiang Feng feel timid, but instead has a kind of excitement.

There was a slight "pop", Jiang Feng's figure flickered, and he staggered back a few steps. He lowered his head and looked at his trembling palm.

Moreover, his entire right arm also felt a stabbing pain. The pain spread to his internal organs, making his internal organs seem to be about to explode.

"So strong." Jiang Feng said to himself, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"I used [-]% of my strength in the first palm, but used [-]% of my strength in the second palm. If you still don't admit it, can you take my two palms at most?" The old man laughed, and he was a little smug , and a little cramped.

But seeing such a smile, Jiang Feng was not angry, but felt relieved. At this moment, he was sure that the old man had no ill intentions towards him, otherwise it would be impossible to say such things to him.

"The old gentleman said that I can still receive two palms to give me face and praise the boy. In fact, if the old gentleman makes a full-strength attack, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch the old gentleman's palm, but since I have already received two palms, I can take more A palm is fine." Jiang Feng smiled.

"You are also stupid. If you brought out that sword, why worry about only receiving two palms and three palms from me? Twenty palms and thirty palms are also not a problem, but you are born to be brave in front of me. It really is true." I'm worried that I'll slap you to death accidentally." The old man said with a strange expression.

Jiang Feng's complexion changed slightly. It seemed that the old man had not only heard of him, but also knew him quite well. He let out a foul breath and said solemnly, "Mr., take action."

"For the next palm, I will strike with [-]% of my strength. If you don't die, I may promise you a little favor." The old man glanced at Jiang Feng and then struck.

With a flick of his wrist, he slapped Jiang Feng with a slap. The wind in his palm was like a knife, and the air was cut to pieces under the wind of the palm, creating vortices.

With a "boom", Jiang Feng was like a kite with a broken string. After a slap, he fell heavily, opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood.