Chapter 28

As the saying goes, the visitor is not good. Glancing at the man in front of him, Qin Feng saw that the backpack bag behind the man contained the bronze ancient mirrors he bought at the auction.

Take a deep breath, Qin Feng said coldly, "if you know what to do, leave your things for me and then leave, otherwise I promise to make you feel overwhelmed!"

"I'm the one who wants to say this. Originally, if you don't chase, you may still live. The boss's purpose is just this mirror." here, the man took out the ancient bronze mirror and stroked it for a moment, as if he were talking to Qin Feng or talking to himself.

"I can't see what's special about this mirror, but since it's the boss's intention, I'll just do it, but you've been chasing after me. What do you think I should do?" put the mirror back into the backpack bag, and the man raised his head and looked at Qin Feng coldly.

Then he said word by word, "then you can only be buried here with your own hands!"

In a word, the man's feet accelerated like a wind and fire wheel equipped with Nezha. At the same time, there was a flashing dagger in his hand, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Qin Feng's throat.

Sooner or later, Qin Feng's pupils tightened and a sense of war came into his heart.

Somehow, Qin Feng felt a magnificent pressure from the man, like the top of the five mountains, which made him a little out of breath.

But the more so, Qin Feng's inner sense of war is more abundant.

"Come on, I want to see what kind of people dragon Aotian sent to see me off!" laughed. Qin Feng didn't retreat but entered, and opened his eyes at the same time.

Although the man in front of him was fast, he still walked like a snail in front of Qin Feng.

At this time, when the other party's dagger was about to stab Qin Feng in the throat, Qin Feng suddenly lowered his head and hammered his fists at the man's chest like a river dragon.

Qin Feng used 200% of his strength in this blow, and almost all his strength was poured into these fists.

Originally, Qin Feng thought he would make a quick decision, but what Qin Feng didn't expect was that the other party's reaction was no slower than him.

Although the action was slow, the man stretched out his hands to protect his chest and skillfully resolved Qin Feng's attack.

After rubbing and retreating for dozens of steps, Qin Feng stabilized his body. He saw that the man's body was like Mount Tai pressing the top, motionless, and the clothes floating in the wind danced in the cold wind, adding a trace of charm.

His lips were slightly pursed, and a long arc was raised at the corners of his mouth. Looking at Qin Feng was like looking at an object.

"You are very good. At least among all the people who died under my hands, you are the most outstanding. Don't worry, I will bury you myself. I respect the strong. Now you can go down and report to the king of hell!"

As soon as the voice fell, six silver marbles appeared in the man's hands. With a frivolous smile, he suddenly threw the marbles out. For a time, the smell of gunpowder in the air shocked Qin Feng.

Qin Feng smelled death. He seemed to see the sickle of death waving towards him.

People are instinctive. Although Qin Feng is not an ordinary person, his feeling is even stronger. His instinct drives Qin Feng to retreat again and again. However, Qin Feng retreated more than ten meters in a few breaths. There have been bursts of thunder in the place where Qin Feng stood before. I saw a circular pit about two meters long in front of him.

The smoke and dust in the air choked people's nostrils and coughed a few times. Qin Feng was afraid.

Fortunately, he escaped in time. Otherwise, he would be blown up.

But what are the six silver marbles in the man's hand? Why did it cause such a strong explosion?

"Who the hell are you?"

At this moment, Qin Feng really attached importance to the person in front of him, raised his head and tightened his eyes.

"You don't have to know who I am. Since zhentianlei didn't kill you, you are lucky and run fast. Now I advise you not to pester me, otherwise I will bury you myself!"

He laughed twice, and the man's body flashed. He was already tens of meters away in a trance.

Qin Feng stood in place, clenched his fists, and his bronze ancient mirror was gone?

Not to mention that he bought it at an auction house for $9 million, the secret and the mysterious characters in his mind due to the bronze ancient mirror are enough to prove that it is not a vulgar thing.

But now he watched others take it away, but he felt powerless. This huge gap made Qin Feng feel a little lost.

"No, if I don't take back this ancient mirror that belongs to me today, Qin Feng will never be reconciled!"

The idea came out of his heart. Without hesitation, Qin Feng caught up again.

He showed his speed to the extreme, and finally chased the mysterious man to a dense forest in the suburbs.

Stop, don't turn your head, and a trace of impatience flashed across his eyebrows. "Boy, it seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and you don't die when you don't reach the Yellow River. In that case, I'll help you!"

"If you return my ancient mirror to me, I will not pursue it again. Otherwise, even if I chase it to the ends of the earth, I will recover what belongs to me."

"What belongs to you? You say it belongs to you? I'm really laughing to death. The Kowloon pattern and the Kowloon ancient mirror are not your things. It's a thing of the Yin and Shang royal family. Now, you say it's yours. It's ridiculous!"

Hearing Qin Feng say this, the man seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, but he laughed.

"The Shang Dynasty has long perished for 3000 years. Now this is a cultural relic. I bought it at the auction house with a lot of money. Now you don't give it to me. I'll let you kneel down and beg for mercy later!"

"Really irritable!" he shouted. The man leaned down and rushed. The dagger in his hand flashed like thunder in the night. Each knife seemed to be extremely ordinary, but it contained an unparalleled cold trend, giving people a sense of impact that could tear everything into pieces.

Qin Feng kept dodging, but even if the perspective eye deepened and the reaction was fast, at the moment, Qin Feng's front bra had been cut a long hole. If he was closer, it was estimated that his chest would be injured!

But Qin Feng clearly saw that although the tip of the knife was close to him, it did not touch him, but why would the clothes on his chest be cut open?

Does this knife hurt people with Qi? Is this knife gas?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng hurriedly denied his inner thoughts. How is this possible? Wounding people with anger, that's the existence in the novel. Shouldn't it be in the real world?

Is it just an illusion?

At this moment, Qin Feng was in a mess, and the mysterious man seemed to be aware of what Qin Feng thought. Taking advantage of Qin Feng's thinking, Qin Feng suddenly accelerated the attack. Qin Feng was busy defending and was in a hurry. Out of guard, he saw the mysterious man suddenly beat his legs like a steel whip on Qin Feng's chest.

Suddenly, Qin Feng only felt a great force coming from his chest, like a rolling river and sea, and his body was miserable.

"Bang!" Qin Feng fell heavily to the ground. There was a trace of blood between the corners of his mouth. He felt a burning pain in his chest.

Now, Qin Feng's eyes are black, and he is intuitively dizzy.

When the mysterious man came to Qin Feng's eyes, the dagger in his hand suddenly hit Qin Feng's throat. At this time, as long as the mysterious man made a gentle stroke, Qin Feng would immediately cut his throat and die. At this moment, there was a real crisis of life and death.

This is Qin Feng's first life and death crisis since he obtained the perspective ability!

Just when Qin Feng felt that his life was not long away, he suddenly saw a trace of panic on the mysterious man's face. His originally indifferent eyes flickered continuously, and his expression seemed to see something terrible.

The mysterious man quickly took back the dagger and jumped into the darkness.

At this time, Qin Feng smelled a smell of flowers, and his mind was even more dizzy at this time. When it was dark, Qin Feng fainted.

At this time, if you look carefully, you will find that after Qin Feng fainted, a white haired and bent old man is squinting at Qin Feng