Chapter 689

In two words or three, the brother of the dragon is the one who can be called the master. He will have to ask for more than the man called the brother. Once again, Yang Feng's theory is understood, and he can understand something. Even the bear brother knows all his women. People who do not know that they have Eyeliner on this side, but Yang Feng feels that this is the skill of dragon master. But every sentence is to the point, and it is very clear about the following doorways.

"Xiong Zi! You disappoint me too much. Xiao Liu, they are wrong, but they are not wrong to death, but you have to die. Cheating is a terrible thing." Lord long looked at brother Xiong coldly. Brother Xiong collapsed directly and wanted to climb over to beg Lord long, but he was kicked out directly by a strong man behind him.

"I'm afraid of seeing blood. Clean it up." Lord long looked at the distance and said this softly. A man came in his sight.

Looking at the time, Yang Feng felt that he was almost on the stage, so he came out with a bow in his hand, an arrow barrel on his back and a mask on his head. It was absolutely shocking to come out with such an image.

"Dragon Lord, nice to meet you." Yang Feng came to a place more than ten meters in front of the Dragon Lord and stopped at the muzzle of the gun.

"Nice to meet you, sir." the Dragon Master smiled and asked.

"Why have you met? I only want money," Yang Feng said.

"OK, it's cool and fast enough. Are those things taken by friends?" Lord long laughed twice and asked forthrightly.

"Yes, that pile of junk looks like the Dragon Lord cares very much!" Yang Feng directly admitted that he can't lose his share because he is forthright.

"Yes! Ask a friend to make an offer! Don't hurt your peace when wandering the Jianghu." said Lord long.

"I wonder if the Dragon Lord can tell you the role of those rags?" Yang Feng asked.

Lord long was stunned. He couldn't see whether Yang Feng really didn't know or didn't know. But whether it was true or false, it's really rare to ask such a question! Smiled and said, "it may be an antique."

"Oh! That antique should be worth a lot of money. What do you think of the price of 10 million?" Yang Feng asked.

"Reasonable! I'll send you ten million yuan every year." Lord long sneered. Suddenly, as soon as he raised his hand, the gun rang and the bullet shot at Yang Feng's lower body.

Yang Feng smiled. His figure moved two meters to the right in a flash. All the bullets failed. He pulled a bow and shot three arrows in one hand. Three arrows that were no slower than the bullets directly disabled three people. The bullets shot again. Yang Feng flashed again and again. The arrows kept shooting. People were disabled one by one. Yang Feng didn't kill them. They all disabled their gun hands.

The Dragon Master was shocked. He had never seen such an ox and fork archery, but had never heard of it. All the people around him were abandoned. Yang Feng pointed an arrow at him. The Dragon Master had no choice but to smile and said, "my friend has good skills, which is worth 10 million."

"Whoosh, poof!" Yang Feng suddenly pulled his bow and shot an arrow. Lord Long's eyes changed and pulled a man around him in front of him. He took a half step back. The arrow pierced the man's chest and became a real shield.

As soon as the Dragon Master exerted himself, he pushed the man towards Yang Feng. The Dragon Master followed him. Two pistols came into his hands and raised his gun to shoot two bullets at Yang Feng. Yang Feng stood there without moving. When the bow reached the full moon, an arrow ran through the shield. When the Dragon Master was in danger, he blocked the arrow with his gun in front of his chest and stepped back two steps. Finally, he blocked the arrow, but the gun was invalid, Even if it is not invalid, the numb arms make it impossible for the Dragon Lord to raise his gun and shoot again.

Another arrow came, but at a distance of more than ten meters, the Dragon Lord could not avoid being shot in the shoulder, and then the second arrow was shot on the Dragon Lord's thigh. The Dragon Lord almost fell to the ground with a crooked body and raised a bow. Yang Feng smiled proudly: "lost the gun."

The Dragon Master smiled bitterly and threw away the waste gun and the gun held by the waste arm. The gun was in his hand and had no effect. Yang Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "throw away the one behind."

The Dragon Master's face changed. He was famous for his double guns in the desert. No one knew that he had a third gun except his cronies, because everything he knew was dead and died under the muzzle of his third gun. He didn't know how Yang Feng knew. He didn't turn his back to Yang Feng from beginning to end.

The Dragon Lord threw out his gun. Yang Feng smiled and put away his bow and arrow. He went to the chair where the Dragon Lord had just sat and said, "can we talk now?"

No human habitation. "Dragon's smile is worse than crying. The strength of the man in front of him is much more than he expected. It has the final say in the deserted place.

"Why should I have!" Yang Feng sighed softly, which made master long want to vomit blood. He didn't know it early! If he had known, he would not have come.

"How did that pair of rags come from?" Yang Feng ignored the mood of Lord long and began his interrogation, or asked him to ask.

"In the lake?" replied the dragon master.

"I know it was picked up in the lake. Maybe you can tell me whether it was originally in the lake or rushed by the underground river?" Yang Feng asked with a smile and didn't forget to attack the dragon master. "Just this brain. I really don't know how to command my men."

"I don't know. We found this thing in the lake." Lord long was wronged, but what could he do? The world is a law of the jungle.

"How deep is the lake?" Yang Feng asked.

"The deepest place is 18 meters, and the shallowest place is less than one meter." the Dragon Lord replied.

"Eighteen meters, not shallow!" I have collected the lake water and have a certain understanding of Lake Yang Feng. This one kilometer lake can have a depth of eighteen meters, which can be called very deep.

"What are those things?" Yang Feng asked.

"I don't know. It may be an antique," said the dragon master.

"I don't know, maybe?" Yang Feng asked.

"I really don't know. If someone pays for it, I'll sell it. I've identified it with antique experts, and they don't know what it is." seeing that Yang Feng bent down and picked up his lost gun, Mr. long hurriedly replied.

"To whom?" Yang Feng asked.

"A man from India." Lord long dare not hide. He has seen Yang Feng's cruelty. If there is something wrong, he must have a hole in his leg.

"India is still international trade!" Yang Feng joked and asked, "how big was the trading volume before this?"

"Only three." the answer of Lord long surprised Yang Feng a little. To say three boxes of Thaksin, but three things are a little hard to believe.

"There are really only three things. I also got them by chance. I thought they might be antiques. When I was looking for someone to identify them, I met a master called 'Kuna Lai'. He didn't say what these three things were, but said he was interested in them. I offered 100000 dollars for each of them. Finally, I sold them to him and promised to get them again and continue to sell them to him." Said the dragon master.

"Tell me how you got it, not to mention that you wandered around in your spare time. You found it here. There is no special reason for this place. No one will come." Yang Feng asked.

"I bought it from a local man. I know this place through him," replied the dragon master.

"Understand! Every man is innocent and bears his own guilt. I'm afraid all the people here are dead?" Yang Feng made a bold guess. Knowing what these people have done, he felt that this is not the place where these people often live. No one will shit and pee at the door of his house.

"No, I gave them a little resettlement fee and bought this place with them." the Dragon Master's face changed and replied.

"Bang!" Yang Feng raised his hand and shot the bullet into Lord Long's thigh. Lord long couldn't help but scream and fell to the ground and covered the bloody hole. Yang Feng said softly: "don't worry, I can't die at once. I avoided your artery. Killing is not a big deal, but cheating is not right."

"I'm telling the truth, I'm telling the truth." the Dragon Master said hurriedly.

"Let's say it and tell everything in its entirety." Yang Feng shook his gun and said.

Long Ye began to tell a simple and concise story. The content of the story was similar to what Yang Feng guessed. He found the baby, then killed and robbed the treasure, occupied the place and fished for things. He was worried that a little sale would attract the attention of others, so long Ye planned to get more and sell together. Before he could sell, he met himself, which was his bad luck.

Yang Feng pondered. He believed that at least 90% of what Lord long said this time was true. As for whether that 10% was false, it was not very important. What was important was that he had to find the Indian monk through Lord long. Some things had to get answers from the population, so Lord long can't die now.

Yang Feng took out a small porcelain vase, poured out a pill the size of a grain of rice, handed it to Lord long and said, "swallow it."

The Dragon Master reluctantly swallowed the pill. Yang Feng threw another bottle of water to the dragon master. The Dragon Master's face was bitter. This little pill must not be a good thing, and he wouldn't eat it, but if he didn't eat it, he couldn't make his fist as hard as others.

"Ah!" almost ten minutes later, the Dragon Master felt a deep pain and couldn't help crying. Soon there was sweat on his head. He began to roll all over the ground. Yang Feng watched and saw that the Dragon Master rolled almost. He stepped on the dragon master and gave him another pill. The Dragon Master endured the severe pain, ate it, filled half a bottle of water and waited for almost two minutes, The pain eased slowly. Lord long was soaked with sweat and became a clay figurine.

"Don't be tricky. Take me to the 'Kuna' master. I'll spare you, or you'll either commit suicide or die of pain alive." Yang Feng said with a sneer.

"Lord, I listen to you, I listen to you." Lord long hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. This scene happened just now, but at that time, he who controlled the life and death of others became a fish and meat person at that time.

"Don't be hypocritical. I know you must want to break me into pieces, but if I die, you can't live, so you'd better pray that I live better than you and don't be too selfish. I said, I'm only for money and I'm not interested in your life, okay?" Yang Feng asked with a smile.

"Understand, understand!" the Dragon Master nodded hurriedly, knowing that he had met a cruel man this time and that his life was in the hands of others. He had no choice.