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Saying that, Nangong Zixuan turned out her bulging wallet, opened the zipper with a swipe, took out a thick stack of big bills, without counting them, and stretched them directly towards Chen Dasheng, with an extremely contemptuous expression. Looking at Chen Dasheng with a straight face, "Is the money enough?"

This beauty is quite rich, but it's a pity that she has no brains. Chen Dasheng's eyes stayed on the stack of banknotes for a moment, but he didn't reach out to pick it up. He is not short of money. If he takes the money, he will jump into the Yellow River I can't wash it off either.

"What? Don't you think it's not enough?" Nangong Zixuan looked at Chen Dasheng coldly, her voice was even colder.

Chen Dasheng's face darkened, and he said, "I can understand that, are you insulting me?"

When Nangong Zixuan heard this, she was immediately annoyed, "I didn't mean that, I just didn't want you to pester this old gentleman."

"Old man, open your pocket!"

Chen Dasheng frowned, he didn't bother to pay attention to this chick, he took a step forward, quickly reached out with his big hand, and grabbed the old man's bulging pocket.

"Humph!"

Nangong Zixuan was dissatisfied with her reaction, she turned slightly sideways, and slapped Chen Dasheng's face casually.

hot!

A gust of scorching palm wind came across his face, Chen Dasheng was startled, it was too late to dodge, and he immediately retracted his claws into a palm, and in a hurry, met Nangong Zixuan's palm at the same place.

Bang!

The palms intersected, and the two took two steps back. Others saw that the palms of the two were not fancy, but at this moment, the eyes of the two were full of horror.

"What a powerful force!"

Nangong Zixuan's right hand trembled slightly, and the violence contained in Chen Dasheng's palm completely numb her right hand. You must know that she is a fourth-level Houtian martial artist. Although the palm just now was a random one, it was powerful. It is also not to be underestimated.

At this moment, Chen Dasheng's eyes were even more horrified, with his right hand behind his back, his entire palm seemed to be burned, the burning pain was extremely painful, this palm technique is really domineering and weird.

He looked at Nangong Zixuan for a while, with a Beijing accent, I don't know where this chick came from, how did she appear here?

"It's definitely the Houtian martial artist!" Such a thought appeared in the minds of both of them at the same time, and they both felt a little jealous of each other.

After confronting each other for a while, the sensations in the hands of both of them slowly recovered, Nangong Zixuan turned to pretend to be calm and asked Chen Dasheng, "Who are you?"

Chen Dasheng took a deep look at Nangong Zixuan, did not answer, but pointed at the old man behind Nangong Zixuan, and said viciously, "Old man, you are lucky today, the money in your wallet will be used to buy you a coffin !"

"We meet again in Shanshui, today's account will be settled later!" Turning his face and glaring at Nangong Zixuan, Chen Dasheng snorted coldly, turned around and left angrily.

That chick is definitely a master. There are too many people here, so it's hard to use her fists. This chick thinks she is a bad person. With her blocking her, she can't touch the old man at all. There are more and more people watching, and Chen Dasheng is too lazy to tangle with them. It's better to just leave.

Chen Dasheng put some valuables such as ID cards and bank cards in the Qiankun bracelet, and the wallet only contained some money, so the loss was not too great, so it was right for me to think that I didn't read the almanac when I went out today, and I encountered the God of Plague.

"Remember, my girl's name is Nangong Zixuan, if you want to fight, just come to me!"

Nangong Zixuan uttered a cruel word to Chen Dasheng, and let Chen Dasheng go away. The people watching at the side, seeing Chen Dasheng's unfriendly expression, all dispersed far away, for fear of getting into any trouble.

Hearing Nangong Zixuan's words, Chen Dasheng didn't look back, and went directly to the sisters' workshop.

Seeing Chen Dasheng leave, Nangong Zixuan smiled, put away her wallet, and reached out to help the old man, "Old man, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, girl, thank you very much today, if it weren't for you, the old man would have been wronged and turned into a thief today, and my life's wisdom would have been lost." The old man grabbed Nangong Zixuan's hand, tears welling up in his eyes .

"You're welcome, old man, this is what I should do, you should leave quickly, don't be bumped into by that person again." Nangong Zixuan supported the old man, but she was worried that Chen Dasheng would take revenge on the old man, so she hurriedly urged the old man to leave .

This scene happened to be captured by Chen Dasheng who had already walked to the steps in front of the Sisters Square.

"It's not deep in the world!"

Seeing the old man clutching his bulging pocket and disappearing into the crowd, Chen Dasheng didn't intend to chase after him anymore, but shook his head lightly.

"I don't know if my sister has come back. There is such a master in Rongcheng, I should tell my sister and ask her to check it out!" With a hint of doubt in his heart, Chen Dasheng glanced at Nangong Zixuan from a distance. After a glance, he went straight into the sister workshop.

At this moment, Nangong Zixuan was surrounded by a group of people, accepting their compliments.

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Another old man!

There was an old man standing under the old tree in the yard. As soon as Chen Dasheng stepped into the yard, he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

As if there were some ferocious beasts lurking around, a feeling of jitteriness inexplicably appeared in Chen Dasheng's heart, as if he was back in class when the teacher was asking questions, the whole class was silent and he didn't dare to take a breath.

The moment Chen Dasheng walked into the courtyard, the old man also cast his eyes on Chen Dasheng.

Blue robe, white hair and long beard, a bit fat, tall and majestic, at first glance, it looks like the fat man Jin Bao in the Hong Kong drama, standing so straight under the old tree, so close to nature, exuding A natural momentum.

The faint and inexplicable coercion comes from this old man, and the sharp eyes are even more frightening.

"you are?"

Chen Dasheng stood for a while, but there was no one left or right, so he asked the old man suspiciously.

The old man didn't answer, but looked up and down Chen Dasheng carefully with an indescribable look, stroked his beard lightly, and said, "You are Chen Dasheng?"

With scrutiny in his eyes and arrogance in his tone, Chen Dasheng gave Chen Dasheng a condescending feeling. He also spoke a standard Beijing accent, and his voice was very loud, like a towering volcano, which made people look up involuntarily.

Chen Dasheng nodded, and asked suspiciously, "The old man has something to do with me? Do you want to worship God?"

"So you are Chen Dasheng, take your life!"

The old man's eyes flashed, and suddenly he shouted sharply, stepped out, and appeared in front of Chen Dasheng, his sleeves were bulging, and he slapped Chen Dasheng's chest with his palm casually.

Chen Dasheng's pupils shrunk, he was completely a monk of Zhang Er, he didn't know what happened, why did this old man immediately move his hands when he heard that he was called Chen Dasheng.

There was a distance of more than 20 meters between the two. The old man actually took a seemingly random step and came in front of him. He didn't give Chen Dasheng any extra time to react. , and immediately retreated a few steps before he stabilized his figure in embarrassment.

The palm wind is majestic and hot, like a pavement of raging fire, Chen Dasheng's eyes are full of shock, the strength of this old man is absolutely terrifying, just the move just now, he is definitely not an opponent, it is almost impossible suspense.

Could it be the enemy caused by my sister?Or that Jiugong Sanren from Jiugong Mountain came to avenge his apprentice?

The strength of this old man was completely beyond his imagination, Chen Dasheng felt a little sweaty after being trapped, and secretly guessed the identity of this old man.

"This old man's palm technique is somewhat similar to that chick just now. Could it be that they are in the same group?" Chen Dasheng felt a little touched in his heart, but when he thought of this, he was a little anxious and worried. There were no figures of Lu Qiaoer and other girls in the workshop. What happened?

"You can escape under the half-successful power of the old man, you have practiced Taiji Gong well!" Just as you were thinking about it, you saw the old man standing with his beard stroked, and said to Chen Dasheng, "This palm has a half-successful power, come again! "

After saying that, another palm was slapped towards Chen Dasheng.

"Semi-successful power?"

Chen Dasheng couldn't help being startled when he heard the words. Hearing the old man's tone, the slap just now had only half of his skill, not even [-]% of it, and he was so embarrassed?

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