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Chapter 23 Bay Island Old Man (Second Update)
The image of the Polman Hotel, where Nie Ting killed Master Mo with a single finger, came to Han Prison's mind. He still remembers it clearly.

"Forget it, don't waste your time here, just raise money for me."

Han prisoner scolded: "Real estates, stocks, luxury cars, but buy me everything that can be sold, and you must get me a billion within three days, otherwise I am really going to die, and I am definitely dying. I took you on the road together before."

"Don't worry, brother, we'll go right away."

A group of younger brothers left in a hurry, wishing they could have two more legs.

On the other hand, Prisoner Han was stretched out on the chair, staring straight at the ceiling.

When he thought of giving away a billion in cash for nothing, he felt distressed and couldn't breathe smoothly.

But other than that, he has no other solution. Although one billion cash is a lot, compared to his own life, he can only choose to give it away.

"No, I must avenge this old man's hatred."

The gaze in Han Prison's eyes became full of resentment.

It's not his style for a Korean prisoner to take revenge without revenge.

"I'll put this billion in cash with you for now, and I'll get it back sooner or later!"

Han Prison muttered to himself, then suddenly thought of something, gritted his teeth, picked up the phone on his desk, and dialed an unfamiliar number.

Southeast of China, Bay Island.

In a dense bamboo forest, an old man was chopping casually with a bamboo sword in his hand.

The old man looked to be in his 70s or [-]s, with gray hair and a very thin body.

Although the bamboo sword in his hand was chopping continuously, he didn't feel any powerful force when he saw it at a glance. Instead, he knew that he was playing like a child, chaotically.

But for these, the old man obviously didn't feel that the bamboo sword in his hand was still cutting out continuously, non-stop.

"Master."

A sound came, followed by footsteps in the next moment, and a figure appeared in the bamboo forest.

This figure is a middle-aged man. The man has a slender figure. Although he has entered middle age, he feels extremely sharp, like a human-shaped sword, full of vigor.

"What's the matter?"

The bamboo sword in the old man's hand finally stopped waving, without looking back, he just asked lightly.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and finally said after a while: "Junior Brother is dead."

There is only one sentence, just four short words.

The old man also fell into silence, and asked after a long time: "Who killed it?"

The voice was neither sad nor happy, making it impossible to hear his true emotions.

"The one who killed Junior Brother was a young man named Mr. Nie."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I didn't find any other information about this Mr. Nie, but I only know that he was around 20 years old, and he suddenly appeared in Lincheng recently, and the younger brother died at his hands because he bumped into him. "

"Oh? A young man in his 20s?"

Hearing this, the old man was obviously a little surprised. He turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "Although your junior brother's talent is ordinary, he still has a fourth-rank cultivation. This young man is only about 20 years old. To be able to kill your junior brother unexpectedly, the talent must be extremely extraordinary."

The middle-aged man nodded. His current cultivation is only at the sixth-rank level, but he is already close to fifty.

Naturally, he knew what it meant to have the strength to kill fourth-rank warriors at the age of 20.

With such a talent, as long as there are no accidents, it is almost 100% possible to reach the realm of a master in the future.

"Such a young martial arts genius"

The old man murmured, but before he finished speaking, suddenly at this moment.

A goshawk flew over the bamboo forest, circled for a while, and landed towards the bamboo forest below.

The old man's expression changed slightly when he saw the circling and landing goshawk, he stretched out the bamboo sword in his hand, and let the goshawk land on the bamboo sword.

"Master, this."

The middle-aged man wanted to speak, but was stopped by the old man.

The old man reached out and took a bamboo tube from the goshawk, opened it, and quickly took out a note from it.

There were not many words on the note, but after the old man glanced at it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Looks like it's time for me to return to East China."

"Master, are you going back?"

The middle-aged man showed doubts. The old man has been in Wandao for more than ten years. Why does he suddenly want to go back now?
The old man didn't speak, and threw the note in his hand casually. The paper, which is supposed to be as light as a feather, shot towards the middle-aged man like a stone.

The middle-aged man grabbed the note in his hand, opened it, frowned after a while and said, "It's Mr. Nie again!"

The old man said with a smile: "Han Prison served me for a while many years ago. Although I didn't accept him as a disciple, it can be regarded as a relationship. Now your junior brother happened to be killed by Mr. Nie, and Han Prison came to look for him because of Mr. Nie." Me, it seems that God asked me to return to East China, if that is the case, then go back."

The old man had a smile on his face, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is some extremely strong domineering in this smile.

It's just because the old man concealed it very well, so if you don't observe carefully, you can't find it.

The middle-aged man looked at the old man, frowned and said: "Master, this Mr. Nie can only be attacked if he has a disciple. If you go to deal with him personally, wouldn't you be inferior?"

You must know that the old man has already entered the realm of martial arts master ten years ago. If he goes back to deal with a junior at this time, it will definitely make people in the martial arts world laugh.

Hearing this, the old man smiled and said: "Mr. Nie is not qualified to let me go back. I went back this time for another matter."

"Ok?"

The middle-aged man was startled when he heard the words, but he hadn't reacted yet.

At this time, the old man suddenly shook the bamboo sword, and the next moment he turned his hand and slashed directly behind him.

"Shh!"

A white air blade visible to the naked eye instantly condensed and shot towards the bamboo forest behind the old man.

I saw the white air blade rushing into the bamboo forest at a high speed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

However, despite this, the middle-aged man's face was still filled with strong shock.

"Crack clap."

The thick green bamboos fell one after another, and the fractures were as smooth as a mirror, as if they were cut off instantly by some sharp blade.

The middle-aged man looked at this scene in shock, and was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Finally, after about a minute of relaxation, the middle-aged man looked at the old man again and said in shock, "Master. You. Breakthrough?"

You must know that what the old man held just now was just a bamboo sword.

Only by relying on a bamboo sword, one sword can have such a huge power after being cut out, there is no other possibility except breakthrough.

(End of this chapter)