My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

Qin Hao saw someone he had almost forgotten.

A middle-aged man about forty years old, with a steel knife on his waist and a stern face, was sitting in a noodle shop eating noodles.

This person was the first person Qin Hao saw when he first traveled to Cangming Continent. The nameless mental technique he is practicing now came from this person.

I didn't expect to meet him in such a vast southern region.

Speaking of which, Qin Hao actually had to thank him. If he hadn't hidden the package in the incense burner, he wouldn't have been able to obtain the nameless mental method. Even if he could strengthen his physical body with the essence of essence, his strength would be limited without the assistance of advanced mental methods. It's impossible to reach this point.

Of course, Qin Hao would not be so stupid as to run over and return his mind to him.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, he took out a copper coin and threw it on the table, got up and left the noodle shop.

Qin Hao followed his line of sight and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Hey, these two are still chasing him."

Qin Hao suddenly wanted to follow up and have a look. He stopped Ling'er and Zhong Wushuang, pointed to an inn and said:

"Ling'er, Wushuang, when you've had enough shopping, you can go and stay at this inn. I have something to take care of."

Ling'er thought he was going to disappear again, so she readily agreed.

After separating from the two men, Qin Hao quickly got into the crowd and chased after the man who just left.

At this time, the two people also discovered the figure of the middle-aged man, shouted "stop" and rushed over quickly.

Qin Hao followed the three of them silently until they reached the outside of the city. The middle-aged man was finally caught up.

One of the two men behind him, a burly man, laughed and said:

"Old Feng, I finally caught you. Damn it, I've been chasing you for several months and you've lost a lot of weight."

The middle-aged man said helplessly:

"I told you a long time ago, the things are not on me."

On the other side, a thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said:

"It's not on me. Is it hidden somewhere?"

The middle-aged man spread his hands and said:

"You don't believe me even if I say it. Just kill me. If you don't, there won't be."

The burly man put away his smile and said gloomily:

"Old Feng, don't forget, we got that thing by breaking off seven or eight good brothers. We had agreed to divide it equally in advance. You are so stupid, how dare you take it for yourself?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said:

"Stop saying things like this. Everyone knows what they are thinking. I will just say this. I really don't have anything. If you want it, go to Nanjue Temple in Liguo and ask them for it."

The burly man was stunned and said angrily:

"You sold the thing to Nanjue Temple? Are you stupid? Keep that thing for yourself. Sooner or later, you will become a peerless master. Do you want anything by then?"

The middle-aged man said disdainfully:

"Don't you understand the crime of carrying a jade? It's not like no one knows, but with my third-level cultivation, can I guard it?"

The burly man said coldly:

"If you can't hold on, it doesn't mean that I can't hold on either. Since you're stubborn, I won't let you suffer."

After saying that, the burly man stepped forward directly, the steel knife in his hand was fierce.

The middle-aged man smiled and said:

"Boss Liu, I'm afraid you are no longer my match."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man rushed forward, using the same sword skills, but it was obviously more swift and powerful than that of the burly man.

The two men clashed with each other with their steel knives. The burly man's palms suddenly went numb, and the steel knife almost flew away from his hand.

The big man was shocked, took a few steps back, and said in disbelief:

"How is it possible? It has only been so long, how come you have become so much stronger?"

The middle-aged man just looked at him with a sneer and said nothing.

The burly man gritted his teeth and said:

"Nanjuesi? You used that thing to exchange martial arts skills with Nanjuesi? You really sold the things. No, you must have taken that pill..."

The middle-aged man didn't talk too much and just stepped forward, the steel knife in his hand even faster.

The burly man shouted quickly:

"Old Liu, hurry up and help me."

Seeing the middle-aged man's brave appearance, the thin man stepped back and said hurriedly:

"Big...brother, my martial arts skills are shallow. If I go up there, I will die...Don't worry, if you are killed by him, I will definitely avenge you in the future."

After saying that, the man ran away.

The burly man was so angry that he wanted to kill him, but the middle-aged man in front of him was pressing too hard, and he didn't even have the energy to speak.

The two exchanged more than a dozen moves, and the burly man was obviously struggling more and more. Finally, after about twenty moves, the steel knife in his hand was hacked away by the middle-aged man, and the tiger's mouth broke apart. His body became unstable and he almost fell down.

The middle-aged man seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and slashed with his knife.

The burly man quickly raised his hands to block and shouted:

"Wait a minute, we even drank together, spare my life..."

But the middle-aged man was completely unmoved. Without any hesitation, the steel knife in his hand struck directly on his arm, sending the burly man's arm and half of his head flying.

The burly man fell to the ground, his legs twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

The middle-aged man wiped the blood from his face, leaned down and touched the burly man's arms.

Looking at a few taels of silver in his hand, the middle-aged man spat at the body of the burly man and said disdainfully:

"You have such a small amount of money, and you are a gangster, and you still have the guts to steal my things? If I hadn't been hiding from the people in Nanjue Temple, I would have killed you long ago."

The middle-aged man wiped the blood on the steel knife on the corpse and was about to leave when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"How much money did you earn? Anyone who sees it has a share, so share it with me."

The middle-aged man was horrified and turned around suddenly, holding the steel knife in front of him.

But he found a man he had never seen before standing in front of him, and in his hand was the old man who had just escaped.

The middle-aged man was greatly shaken, knowing that this man was definitely stronger than himself. He glanced at the body of the burly man from the corner of his eye and said:

"If you want some silver, I'll give it to you right now."

After saying that, he suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed the body, and was about to throw it at the man.

But when he looked up, there was no one in front of him except the old Liu who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"It's not like you're giving me money."

The voice sounded like it was ringing in the middle-aged ears.

The middle-aged man was completely desperate. Facing such a master, he had no power to fight back, let alone escape.

He dropped the body, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully:

"I don't know that Feng Caiduo will be offended when the master comes."

The person who came was naturally Qin Hao, who had been following him all the way. He waved his hand and said:

"Don't be nervous, I don't intend to kill you, I just have something to ask you."

The middle-aged man named Feng Cai lowered his head and said:

"Sir, please give me your instructions. Feng Cai must tell you everything he knows."

Qin Hao nodded and pointed at the body of the burly man on the ground and asked:

"Where did you get that thing this person just mentioned?"