474: C474 Digging His Own Grave(1)

C474 Digging His Own Grave(1)

On the other side of the battlefield, at the heart of this hunting operation, in the tank mixed in with the long vehicle. At this moment, Zhuo Ting'en had already lost the calmness and composure on his face. He used red wine and cigar to adjust his life. He threw the tasteful things to the side. At this moment, his face was gloomy. His pair of eyes were shining with a sharp light that could devour people.

"Uncle Bing, I really don't understand. Since you are here, why should we run away?"

That's right. Zhuo Ting'en was puzzled and puzzled. Even if he had heard a strange explosion just now... Even though the most efficient Imperial City Patrol Officer had not appeared until now, this old man in front of him was here. Zhuo Ting'en didn't believe that Faang Xuan could really kill him.

Furthermore, even if Uncle Bing, who was ranked among the top ten experts of the family, couldn't kill Faang Xuan, as long as he could stall him for a short period of time and wait for the emergency team to arrive, Faang Xuan wouldn't be able to escape his misfortune.

Since all the conditions were going in his favor, why would he run away?

Could it be that Uncle Bing didn't even have the confidence to stall the enemy for two to three minutes?

Uncle Bing ignored the doubt in Zhuo Ting'en's eyes. He only cared about instructing the driver in front of him to drive. When the engine started, he said lightly, "Young master, have you heard of one sentence?"

"Oh? I wonder which sentence Uncle Bing said?"

He pretended to listen attentively, ignoring the fact that his heart was filled with resentment towards Zhuo Bing, but in the end, he was just a playboy. Just his Qi Fostering skill alone was enough to make no one his match.

"Killing people is actually very simple!"

Zhuo Ting'en shivered, and asked, "What do you mean?"

The old man did not answer but asked instead, "That explosion just now, do you know that the three Zhuo brothers are already dead?"

"What?"

Zhuo Ting'en's entire body trembled, and his eyes widened, "How is that possible? The three uncles of Zhuo family are all people who have half a foot into your realm. Faang Xuan, that beast, he... Is he really that powerful? "

Uncle Bing smiled from the bottom of his heart. He really liked seeing Zhuo Ting'en show such an expression. Only at this moment could the young master in front of him be connected to the little tooth in his memory that liked to pester him for candy.

"Amazing? Hehe, perhaps. But young master, you have to understand one thing. Sometimes, killing someone is not necessarily a matter of winning if you are skilled in martial arts."

Zhuo Ting'en nodded lightly. Although the old man's words were half-understood, he was used to speaking half-way. He liked to pretend to be profound in everything. Wasn't it the style that all the elderly liked to play?

After being in the political circle for so many years, Zhuo Ting'en would not be so foolish as to expose other people's hidden problems. However, the death of Zhuo Da and the other two had given him too much of a shock. Even if he wanted to forcefully calm his mind and deliberately put on a calm expression, however, his eyelids still couldn't help but twitch.

The three people in the car, including the driver, didn't speak. The atmosphere seemed to be somewhat oppressive. Fortunately, the car drove out of the car very quickly and was getting closer and closer to the street that had been blocked off by their own people a long time ago. As long as they got out of the street, in less than one or two minutes at most, reinforcements would arrive. At that time, they would not know who killed who!

Just as this thought rose in his heart, the car suddenly shook. Following that, they heard a loud bang in their ears. A fist-sized rock heavily hit the windshield in front of them. The windshield, which could withstand the power of the cannon fire, now had spider web-like cracks. From this, it could be seen how heavy this rock carried.

"Uncle Bing..."

"Young master, don't panic. This old servant will get off the car and take a look. I will be back soon. You stay in the car for now. Don't go anywhere."

After saying that, Uncle Bing did not wait for Zhuo Ting'en's opinion. He opened the door and walked out of the car.

He clearly knew that the young man blocking the car only had the strength of inner strength, but the moment he saw Uncle Bing, who was a few levels higher than him, walk towards him, Zhuo Ting'en's heart unconsciously tightened.

"Are you afraid? Am I afraid?"

Zhuo Ting'en really wanted to laugh. He felt like he had gone crazy. With Uncle Bing's Genuine Stage strength, he was able to deal with a kid who was not even an Incarnation Stage warrior, but he was actually afraid and worried for Uncle Bing. Wasn't there something wrong with him?

On the other side, when Uncle Bing approached Faang Xuan in a relaxed manner, Faang Xuan, who had a life of his own, was standing there with his hands hanging down. He quietly lit a cigarette for himself, showing no intention of making a move.

"Young man, you're not going to fight?" Uncle Bing only raised his eyebrows, but there was still no serious expression on his face.

Faang Xuan smiled and slowly exhaled a smoke ring. "Fight? Is it necessary?"

"Consider yourself aware of your own limitations. My responsibility is to protect young master. Since you don't want to attack, then you can leave."

"No, old mister, you're wrong. The reason why this brat doesn't make a move isn't because you're here, but..."1

He deliberately dragged out his voice and finally saw the old man open his eyes. A trace of breathtaking beauty was projected towards him. Faang Xuan smiled and said, "It is that your clever young master doesn't need me to make a move."

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