Chapter 183

"Why, are you interested in antiques?" Song Yan asked with a smile, wondering, does this woman also know that Zhang Tiezhu's tomb is the one of the immortals?

Smell speech, red hair woman face suddenly a heavy, scold a way: "let you hand in, where come so much nonsense!"

"What do you think is a thief?" Song Yan's face is a little bit more playful. The gun is not a small threat to martial artists, but it's not a big threat to martial artists. As for song Yan, the gun has no threat at all. As long as he wants, he can shoot down three men's pistols in minutes.

He pretended to be under control, but he just wanted to set them off.

Hearing song Yan's teasing words, the red haired woman's face was a little black: "Amin, give this boy a mouth, and let him not talk!"

"Yes."

With a gun pointed at Song Yan's head, the man smiled ferociously and slapped song Yan on the cheek.

"I wanted to talk with you more. Since you don't want to, I'm not reluctant!"

As soon as the voice fell, song Yan suddenly made a move.

The man felt only a flash in front of him, and the gun in his hand had been changed. At the same time, a palm hit his chest. Then, his body flew out like a kite with broken line. At the same time, two coins flew out and shot the gun in the other two men's hands. Fu Qingfeng and Han Dongshan almost shot one after another, and the man was also shot by them.

The pistol turned on Song Yan's hand, and the muzzle of the pistol was aimed at the red haired woman. He looked at the red haired woman playfully and said slowly, "now, I'll ask, you'll answer, your answer is satisfactory to me, I'll let you go, dissatisfied, there will be punishment, what punishment is the specific punishment, and I'll study it after I ask!"

The woman's eyes slightly shrunk, and a trace of irritation flashed in her eyes: "what do you want to ask?"

"Tell me, who are you?"

Hesitation flashed in the eyes of the red haired woman.

Song Yan said with a smile: "don't think about it for too long. If it's more than three seconds, I won't be satisfied."

"I'm an antique dealer."

"The second question is, do you know who's tomb Zhang Tiezhu stole?"

"I don't know."

"The third question is how much do you know about the antiques Zhang Tiezhu sold?"

"Not very clear."

Song Yan's expression suddenly became cold: "three questions are vague, let alone satisfied with me, do you think I'm joking with you?"

"Bang!"

A bullet exploded at the foot of the red haired woman, and her body shook subconsciously.

Then, the red haired woman angrily yelled at Song Yan, "Song Yan, don't overdo it!"

"Why, you know me!" Song Yan looks at her unexpectedly, and then walks towards her.

But the red haired woman knew that she was speechless, and her face became very ugly.

"What do you want to do?" Looking at the song Yan walking in front of her, the red haired woman subconsciously steps back.

"Don't move. Let me see what you look like." While talking, song Yan reached out and took the sunglasses off the red haired woman's face. Suddenly, a coquettish face appeared in front of him.

Song Yan could not help but feel the light in front of her eyes and nodded: "it's pretty! Why cover your face so that I think you're ugly! "

"You are the ugly eight, your whole family is the ugly eight!" The red haired woman said angrily.

"Well, let's get back to business! How do you know me? " Song Yan's eyes were fixed on each other.

Feeling song Yan's eyes, the red haired woman felt as if she was going to be seen through, but she was a little flustered. Suddenly, her heart moved: "I've seen the news of the hijacking, so I know you."

Song Yan smiled: "since you know about the hijacking, you should know that among the terrorists killed by me, there are three inborn experts. If you are successful the day after tomorrow, how dare you hijack me? Or do you think I dare not kill you? "

Speaking of this, song Yan's eyes suddenly sharpened. A strong and bloody momentum enveloped the red haired woman. Last night, he killed so many people in Fu's family, and song Yan naturally had a bloody smell.

How can a red haired woman bear the bullying of song Yan's momentum? Her face becomes extremely pale at present, and her eyes are full of fear. She retreats and yells: "don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm the elder martial sister of Xiang Feifei!"

"To Feifei's senior sister? Are you from xuannvmen? " Song Yan looks at the red haired woman by accident and puts down her momentum.

Feeling the momentum disappear, the red haired woman almost fell to the ground. After a few hard breaths, she was a little relieved. She stared at Song Yan with complicated face. How can this boy grow so fast? How long has it been? It has reached the birth master.

"Answer my question!" Song Yan asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I am really from Xuannv gate."

"Did you trace the clues about Zhang Tiezhu?" Song Yan continued to ask."Some, but I won't tell you?" The red haired woman sneered.

"Your life is in my hands. Why don't you tell me?"

The red haired woman said nervously, "just because I am the elder martial sister of Xiang Feifei!"

"What's the matter with me if you're talking to Feifei's senior sister?" Song Yan sneered.

"My family Fifi likes you, you should also have a good feeling for her!" The red haired woman stared at Song inkstone.

Song Yan scorned and smiled: "as far as I know, the disciples of your Xuannv sect can't be passionate about men. Once they are passionate, they will break the power. I have long suspected the motivation to approach Feifei. The reason why I didn't expose her is just for the sake of everyone. As for you, if you can't satisfy me, I don't mind killing you!"

“…… You...! " Red haired women are very angry.

But then she smiled smugly: "you only know one thing, but you don't know the other. The disciples of Xuannv sect can't really love men, but that's the premise that Xuannv robbers break through the sixth level. Once they break through the sixth level, there will be no impact, and our family Fifi is breaking through the sixth level!"

"Don't talk to Fifi. I have nothing to do with her." Song Yan looks suddenly cold.

"Really? If Fifi heard you, would he be very sad? " Red haired women smile more.

"What do I have to do with her grief? Come on, don't challenge my patience! "

"Why don't we cooperate!" Red haired woman suddenly suggested.

"Don't you think your idea is a little whimsical?" Song Yan has no good way.

"Why not? Although I don't know the whereabouts of Zhang Tiezhu, I have investigated the approximate location of the tomb he stole. If you promise to cooperate with me and get thirty-seven points, I will tell you."

"Who is three, who is seven?" Song Yan asked.

"Of course it's me, seven, three!" The red haired woman takes it for granted.

Song Yan hesitated: "OK, I can promise you, but it's me, seven, three!"

"No, at most * *"

"Six, four?"

"You four!" The red haired woman clenched her teeth.

"Let's make it five or five, and we will not suffer!" Song Yan thought about it.

"Happy cooperation!" The red haired woman smiled smugly.

[author's aside]: two changes.