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A voice came from behind Chen Jiu. The voice was filled with a bone-chilling chill, as if it was about to drive the person into the Netherworld.
"Who are you?" Chen Jiu turned around and looked at the slightly rickety old man. There was a terrifying aura in the old man's body, which was quite terrifying. Chen Jiu couldn't remember that he had ever known such a strong man.
"Haha, you just made a deal with me, and you forgot about me so quickly? The old man's voice is like a night owl, it's extremely unpleasant.
Chen Jiu suddenly heard, isn't this the old man who was defrauded of a treasure by him?
Chen Jiu chuckled: "It turns out to be the senior. What does the senior have to do with the junior? If you want to buy another stone, I don't have any. Our family only has one stone."
The person opposite looked at Chen Jiu: "How many years, how many years have I not been tricked by anyone? Boy, you are the first person who dared to trick me when I became a disciple of Disha."
"Senior is joking, when have juniors ever tricked you? When we do business, we see it in person. You and I both thought there was no problem before we traded. Is there any problem?"
Looking at Chen Jiu's innocent look, the old man became angry: "You still have the nerve to say that the treasure you sold me was fake."
Seeing the excitement, the people around them came over and formed a circle around the two of them.
Chen Jiu's expression changed, and he said in a stern tone: "Senior, you are joking. I have never sold a fake treasure to my senior. I only sold an ancestral stone, and I didn't say it was a treasure."
"You,,," the old man was speechless. At that time, Chen Jiu didn't seem to say that it was a treasure. The old man knew that he was in the wrong. He shook his head and said: "I don't care about anything else. I will treat it as a lesson to you, ancestor. You return the treasure to me and we will be settled."
Chen Jiuyi smiled and said to the people around him: "Everyone, you can see clearly. When we made the transaction, it was a voluntary transaction between you and me, and everything was checked. Now this old guy actually asked me to return the goods. How did I know? Did this old guy give away my ancestral treasure? Please comment. Don¡¯t wrongly accuse good people and bully others based on your high cultivation."
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ªLest her world be in chaos, they all criticized the old man one after another. The old man¡¯s nose was almost crooked with anger. There is no room for reason in this world.
Watching the crowd get angry. Chen Jiu shrank. He got into the crowd and ran away.
In the distance, Huang An looked at Chen Jiu and the old man, listening to them talking about some ancestral treasure. The word "boulder" suddenly gave rise to a bad premonition. He found a place where no one was and opened the stone. There was nothing there. He just broke the stone and suddenly trapped three of his treasures.
"Boy, you and I will never let go," Huang An roared, his voice shrill.
The other old guys who bought Chen Jiu Stone couldn't help but find a place to open it and take a look. They were shocked and they were deceived.
A large-scale search for Chen Jiu was held as scheduled in the ghost market. This time, the humiliation was huge. All of them were extraordinary beings. Otherwise, they would not be able to sense the weak innate spiritual treasure energy. This is really an eighty-year-old woman. Collapse to the child.
Every old guy was getting angry, and the law enforcers in the ghost market also sensed something was wrong and reported it to the higher-ups one after another.
Chen Jiu is wandering in the crowd. Since he has benefited, it is better to find a place to escape quickly. Who knows who is outside, the crowd is huge, and looking for Chen Jiu is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
¡°Obviously these old guys also know this truth, and the closer they get to the closing time of the ghost market, the more anxious they become.
"Boy, where are we going?" A giant man appeared not far away from Chen Jiu. He was tall and oppressive. He was staring at Chen Jiu.
Chen Jiu paused and was about to turn around when he saw an old man with a sinister look on his face appearing behind him.
The moment he saw the old man, Chen Jiu suddenly felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and he came to a strange space.
This was a void and boundless world. Then the scene changed and Chen Jiu came to a strange world.
"Chen Jiu, wake up quickly, it's time to go on a mission." A voice called from outside the door.
Chen Jiu got out of bed in a daze, opened the door and saw that it was his instructor.
"You, you just sleep in every day, and you have a mission from above," the instructor said.
Looking at the instructor¡¯s face, Chen Jiuleng realized that it was just a dream, but this dream was too real.
"Who is the target?".
"Golden Triangle Tycoon Conan, this is the information. You can retire after finishing this, and the money you earn will be enough for you to squander for a lifetime."
Taking the cowhide bag, Chen Jiu opened it and flipped it through. All the information came into his mind as if printed.
Touch your headChen Jiu said in confusion: "What's going on? When did my memory get so good?"
The next day, Chen Jiu dressed lightly and carried a backpack, walking towards the airport.
There are no weapons in the backpack, just ordinary snacks.
Drowsing all the way, Chen Jiu arrived at the Golden Triangle, a gathering place for drug lords across the country.
"Mr. Chen? I'm An San who is picking you up from the station."
Chen Jiu nodded and arrived at the temporary residence. An San took out a box from under the bed, and then bowed out respectfully.
Chen Jiu opened the box. There were no thermal weapons inside, just bows and arrows for casual gaming.
Looking at the bow and arrow, Chen Jiu showed a cold smile. He took out a few parts on his body and quickly installed them. An ordinary crossbow became a murderous weapon.
After looking at the crossbow with satisfaction, Chen Jiu took it apart, put it in the box, and walked outside.
A building, a public toilet, Chen Jiu moved like flying, his hands were like a machine, positioning the crossbow without any mistakes.
According to the information transmitted from that form, Golden Triangle Tycoon Conan will arrive here in ten minutes.
Chen Jiu put away the crossbow, picked up the box, and turned to leave.
Ten minutes later, a convoy arrived. Men in suits with bulging waists walked out of the car one by one. They quickly checked the surroundings, and then a fat and white man stepped out of the car.
Who would have thought that just as the man stood up, a shrill sound pierced the air came from the sky, and a crossbow arrow from an unknown source pierced Conan's throat.
A fatal blow without any mud or water.
On the third floor of the building, Chen Jiu chewed gum and took out the key parts of the crossbow in his hand. The entire crossbow instantly returned to an ordinary crossbow.
He threw the crossbow into a locked bathroom, took off his gloves, and walked out.
No one knows that this man with ordinary appearance is actually the famous "Crossbow God Chen Jiu" in the killer world.
After walking out of the building, looking at the panicked Golden Triangle tycoon, Chen Jiu showed a proud smile on his lips.
There was a gunshot in the sky, Chen Jiu felt pain in his forehead, and he no longer felt conscious.
"Who is it, whose hidden gun is it?" This was Chen Jiu's last trace of consciousness.
"No, I can't die, I can't die, I absolutely can't die," Chen Jiu roared suddenly. A wave of will came from nowhere, inexplicably opening Chen Jiu's consciousness.
Outside, Chen Jiu stood there blankly. Two vortexes flashed in the old man's eyes. The two people faced each other, motionless.
"I can't die, I absolutely can't die."
"Belief is power. Chen Jiu actually survived. Yes, he did survive."
Chen Jiu, who was originally shot in the head, is alive again. Looking at the blood on his forehead, Chen Jiu is a little stupid.
A little blood gushed out from the old man's mouth.
"Who am I? Is this world illusory or real?"
Chen Jiu asked himself.
There is no doubt that the answer has been available from the moment Chen Jiu was resurrected.
Belief is power. This is the spiritual world. In the spiritual world, belief is power and will is the master.
The sky shattered into pieces, and Chen Jiu's will instantly returned to his body.
Looking at the ancestor opposite, his eyes were already blurred with blood, and the smell of blood made everyone look at him with suspicion.
Chen Jiu turned around and disappeared from here again.
"It's too dangerous. Belief is power. If Chen Jiugang believed that he was dead, then he would really die, die completely, and his body would turn into a puppet.
"It's a pity that at the last moment, Chen Jiu's inner world changed. For the first time, the hidden will came to Chen Jiu's big world and saved Chen Jiu's life.
"It's so dangerous. These old bastards are really not foolproof. If I hadn't had enough cards, I might have killed you this time."
"But the old guy's spiritual world is shattered. He should be seriously injured. He is either insane or mentally ill. Don't think about it without more than ten years of recuperation." Chen Jiu muttered, but he was happy in his heart. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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