90,000 Years of Longevity

In this world, there were always some ignorant people.

They always felt that victory would ultimately belong to them...

They always felt that the enemy must be a stupid fool…

In the course of time, the number of times Ye Bei had seen this kind of people was even more numerous.

At this moment, standing in the cold wind, Ye Bei looked at the old man in front of him faintly...

A white hair was dyed black by a special substance, but this black still couldn't resist the traces of the ever-changing seasons. His forehead, the corners of his eyes, and his face were all full of wrinkles.

Coupled with that hideous complexion, Qiao Maoxun, who clearly possessed terrifying power, did not seem to have the slightest aristocratic temperament at this time but was indistinguishable from a lunatic.

Boom!

The moment he shot.

In the Qiao's villa, the direct descendants standing inside were all happy.

"Hit head-on, this time, he is really dead."

"No matter how strong he is, he has no strength to withstand bullets, right?"

"Have we won?"

"Ahh…"

However, just when these happy voices appeared, a woman uttered a scream of "Ah", blood seemed to have left her body, and her eyes were full of fear.

"Y-Young Master Qiao was shot." The next moment, the woman's voice was shaken like a leaf.

Following this, a large number of eyes looked towards Qiao Guyun.

They saw Qiao Guyun's body also timely limped on the ground with a thumb-sized red hole on his forehead, his eyes widened, and the whole person couldn't die anymore.

After discovering that Qiao Guyun had been shot, these people seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned their sights on Ye Bei again.

Shock.

Fear.

Amazement.

Some people covered their own mouths directly.

They saw Qiao Maoxun clearly shot that boy in just now. But the boy still stood there indifferently.

Those eyes were as deep as the black hole.

It seemed that everything around him couldn't get into his eyes. 

It seemed that everyone around here was just ants, and they didn't even have the qualifications to let him take a look at them.

In the back, Qiao Guyun's father among the Qiao Family's direct descendants was the first to react after being shocked. The muscles on his face were crazily twisted. After learning that his son had died, he only had rage in his body.

However, the object he hated was not Ye Bei.

Instead, he focused all his attention on Qiao Maoxun.

"Old Thing, why did you shoot? You killed Guyun... you damn Old Thing."

If the Qiao Family met the requirements of the white-robed boy from the beginning, this kind of thing would never happen.

After he took the lead, many of the Qiao Family's direct descendants began to react.

"Sir, no matter what you want, I will give it to you, just please don't kill me."

Ye Bei was still tens of meters away from them, but someone had already knelt directly on the ground, begging.

"It's all done by that old man, we don't know anything." The person who said this even pointed at Qiao Maoxun fiercely.

The majestic and domineering Qiao Maoxun who was respected by everyone on weekdays was called 'old man' at this moment.

"It has nothing to do with us, please let us go."

Among them, Qiao Maoxun's second son was even ruder. When he said this, he pulled his wife and children with a cold face, trying to escape secretly.

The reaction of the Qiao Family's direct lineages shocked those guests outside the villa area who came to participate in the birthday.

"Qiao Family will end just like this?"

A boss who was close to Qiao Family murmured in a low voice, rubbing his eyes vigorously, always feeling that today was a dream.

"Old Man Qiao has always wise in his lifetime, but when he reached his 100th birthday, his most trusted subordinate died tragically. Even his own relatives did not hesitate to choose to betray him. It is really sad." A man half a hundred years old shook his head and sighed, but when his eyes scanned Ye Bei, he was full of fear just like other people.

There were still some people whose attention was all on Ye Bei: "That young man is really terrifying, what kind of existence has the Qiao Family offended? Until now, he has not taken the initiative to attack, if he does, I think it will be even more tragic."

"Those security guards are all elites trained by the Qiao Family. The most terrifying thing is that even bullets can't cause any harm to him. I feel that there is something that the country is hiding from us."

Among the crowd, the man with a righteous face also spoke, and at the same time, his body couldn't help but stepped back. As a high-level police officer, he deeply knew what this incident meant.

The surrounding sounds kept increasing.

Especially those people who clearly saw that after Qiao Maoxun shot and the bullet did not pose a threat to Ye Bei, the last nerve in their hearts suddenly collapsed. Apart from fear and shock, there was no other expression on their faces.

Qiao Maoxun's feelings were even more real.

The hand holding the miniature pistol vibrated fiercely...

His finger was still on the trigger and still trying to pull it. But no matter how much force he used, he couldn't budge his finger even an inch.

Those old eyes stared fearfully at the calm youth in front of him. After opening his mouth, it took a long time to say something like this, "S-sir... I was wrong. Key, I'll give you the key."

While speaking, Qiao Maoxun quickly stretched out his other hand.

In that hand, lay on it was a golden key stained with blood. 

After that, the golden key slowly floated from his hand.

And, the old key that seemed to be just made of gold, when it was suspended, an extremely dazzling light was released from it.

The light was golden. When it appeared, it directly blocked the sunlight.

As for the dense blood on the ground, after being irradiated by this light, turned into a single spot of light and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The light greeted everyone who was still alive. It looked sacred, weird, and seemed to carry some kind of magic.

"This…"

Han Zhi's throat surged, something that was only in the mythical world appeared, and his worldview completely collapsed.

"Gosh, what kind of existence did I provoke?"

The woman in the black dress was pale and her lips turned purple. When the light was shining on her, she was desperate to the extreme. She fell to the ground with her feet constantly kicking, wishing to be as far away as possible from this damnable place. 

"I am afraid there is really a god in this world."

A young man in his twenties clenched his fists. Apart from fear, his eyes showed envy and longing. He wished he became the boy in the white robe at this moment and controlled everything with a single thought. 

In the shocking eyes of everyone...

Ye Bei stretched out his hand, and the key with golden light flew quietly toward his palm.