Mr. Qiu had killed someone back then, but Qin Jingtian rescued Mr. Qiu after he got involved.

Therefore, Mr. Qiu is absolutely loyal to Qin Jingtian and devoted himself to it. It is precisely because Qin Jingtian values ​​this that he let Mr. Qiu keep a secret and authentic exit.

Old Qiu didn't let Qin Jingtian down. He stayed in this alley for more than ten years and finally provided Qin Jingtian with a prepared car at a critical moment, allowing Qin Jingtian to escape to Thailand successfully.

Qiu Lao is almost seventy years old and has gray hair. In the impression of many people in the alley, Qiu Lao will not sleep even later. The small grocery store is always open. Qiu Lao is sitting on the recliner at the door, but Qiu Lao gets up very early every day. In summer at around 5 a.m., it is gray and dawn, so he gets up and walks in the alley.

Today's Qiu Lao is no exception. Not long after the people from the Special Operations Bureau set up the alley, the door of his small grocery store opened. He walked out of the grocery store and took a slow walk in the alley.

Usually, he looked down, but early in the morning, he seemed a little energetic. Although he walked slowly, he was not as heavy as an elderly person, but he seemed a little light and agile. However, he still looked like he was bent over and hunched.

He has martial arts skills and is already a master in the early stage of the realm of transformation. Not to mention that he is less than seventy years old, even in his eighties and nineties, his energy will definitely still be there. As long as he is not injured, he will never look like his eyebrows and eyes are drooping at such an age.

He was hiding in the city and didn't want people to discover his identity. If Qin Jingtian had not been discovered by assisting the mafia in smuggling arms, he might have lived in this inconspicuous place in his life.

Over the years, he has been diligent in practicing martial arts. Every morning, when no one gets up, he seems to be walking, but in fact, he is practicing martial arts. He practices "Iron Foot" and his legs are superb. Of course, he is indeed a little older, and he only keeps his state when he practices one after another every day. It is unlikely that he can make great progress in martial arts.

But today he had just walked on the stone road in the alley for a minute or two before stopping and leaving. He looked around and said lightly: "Since you are here, then come out."

"Old Qiu, you have such a skill. There is no one else in your perception."

Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked out of a corner of the alley with three young men. They were all wearing police uniforms. The middle-aged man in the head was so majestic that he smiled at Qiu Lao.

"Are you police?" Old Qiu looked at the four men in police uniforms and said lightly.

"We are from the Special Operations Bureau. We wear police uniforms for the convenience of handling cases." The middle-aged man in uniform smiled.

"Why are you here to catch me an old man?" Old Qiu bent over and sighed.

"Old Qiu, you were a famous and powerful man back then. You did a lot of bad things. If you were not arrested and sentenced, it would be too unfair." Is it that middle-aged uniform: "If you don't help Qin Jingtian escape, maybe we can't find you yet. This is really a vast net of heaven without leaking."

"Mr. Qin was arrested?"

Old Qiu sighed. At this age, he often seemed particularly wise. People from the Special Operations Bureau could find this place, and he basically knew that something happened to Qin Jingtian.

Qin Jingtian has arrived in Thailand. He knew that even if Qin Jingtian was arrested, he would not confess him. However, it is not certain that Black Panther is under Qin Jingtian’s subordinates in Thailand. Black Panther is on the phone with him, and the secret service is on his phone to locate him.

The middle-aged man in uniform nodded.

"You guys are planning to catch me today? Unless you are planning to shoot in this alley." Old Qiu said calmly, as if he felt capable of running away, as if he had been waiting for someone to catch him for a long time.

"Old Qiu, it seems that you are very conceited about your martial arts."

The middle-aged man in uniform said lightly that he began to approach Mr. Qiu alone. At this time, there were street lights in the alley, and the sky was dim, which was a bit like the plot in an old movie.

"Our older generations always live decades more than you, and we are hardworking than you. Although your generation is stronger than the new generation, you are not good enough than us."

Old Qiu's slightly hunched body suddenly stood up straight. As soon as he stood up, a powerful aura emanated from his body, as if the alley was full of murderous aura, and his eyes, which were usually slightly squinting, spreading out, shining with brilliance.

"Old Qiu, you always rely on your seniority, but you are just in the early stage of the spiritual cultivation."

But the middle-aged man in uniform was not suppressed by the aura of Qiu Lao. He said alone that he confronted Lao Qiu Lao, his waist was always straight, like a peerless overlord gun.

"Young man, you are very imposing. I want to see how capable you are." Old Qiu moved his feet and took the initiative to force the middle-aged man in uniform. It was dawn soon. If he delayed it, it would be detrimental to him.

He seemed to be unhappy, but in an instant he was faced with the middle-aged man in uniform. As soon as he made a move, his fist slammed towards the middle-aged man in uniform with the wind of fists.

His seemingly thin body contained powerful energy, and this punch was similar to a thousand-pound sled hammer.

The middle-aged man in uniform was not showing weakness. He waved his body slightly and became a three-body pose. He punched his cannon in his hand, and he was not afraid of fighting with Mr. Qiu at all.

The two of them attacked seven or eight moves in an instant. The two of them faced the wheat rays with the momentum of tearing the air, which was quite scary.

Neither of them gave in and fought against each other.

"Old Qiu, your ability is nothing more than that." The middle-aged man in uniform seemed to have enough energy, and while fighting with Old Qiu, he mocked Old Qiu.

Mr. Qiu didn't say anything, but rushed to attack. Just when the middle-aged man in uniform was about to deal with the move, he suddenly kicked a few times and attacked the lower plate. The speed was so fast that ordinary people couldn't see clearly in the naked eye. If a middle-aged man in uniform was not careful, he would be kicked.

The lethality of his leg technique is unparalleled. Once he is kicked, even if it is a steel plate, he will probably be kicked out of the pit. In fact, for twenty or thirty years, Qiu Lao's leg skills are famous in the world. The shadow of a person's name is definitely domineering and powerful.

But the middle-aged man in uniform seemed to have expected Qiu Lao's attacking strategy, but he was not afraid at all and actually raised his legs to fight against each other.

Both of them were extremely fierce. Old Qiu's legs took a vicious path, and the route was strange and unpredictable. The middle-aged man's legs were like his man, upright and had the aura of a king.

Old Qiu's legs were trained like iron sticks. An ordinary master could not fight with him. However, the middle-aged man in uniform had no hardness in his legs than Old Qiu. The two of them made a dull collision sound when they hit each other head-on, but he didn't frown.

The two of them really met the opponent, and they were about to meet good talents, and they started a high-frequency fight. In the eyes of the other three people in the Special Operations Games, they were simply fighting each other, like a quick look. This kind of high-intensity and high-frequency fight, let alone a change of ordinary people, even a master like them in the early stage of the dark power, could not withstand a few moves.

As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of being strong at a young age. Gradually, Qiu Lao is a little struggling. Although he has not been suppressed by the middle-aged man in uniform for the time being, he is afraid of losing over time.

Crunch!

At this moment, a shop in the alley suddenly opened.

A woman saw someone fighting in the alley. Qiu Lao, who was usually in a dusk, was extremely powerful, and she screamed in fear. She thought she was a ghost early in the morning.

Of course, Mr. Qiu didn't want to be seen, but he knew that he looked down on this middle-aged master from the Special Operations Bureau. This middle-aged master was not inferior to him. The most important thing is that the other party is at least thirty years younger than him, and his physical strength is much better than him. He is already sweating, but this middle-aged man in uniform still looks calm and gentle, but I'm afraid he still has enough energy.

When the middle-aged man in uniform saw someone getting up in the alley, he was unwilling to fight for a long time. His aura surged and suddenly began to attack.

"You...you are actually in the middle stage of the transformation of strength!" Boss Qiu was shocked and couldn't help shouting.

Before the middle-aged uniformed man took action, he thought that this man was just the peak of the hidden power. Once he tried, he showed the strength of the early stage of Huajin. You must know that from Mingjin, hidden power to Huajin, each of these three realms is like a gap. He originally thought that he could crush his opponent in the realm, but when he fought, the opponent's boxing and legs were powerful, and his martial arts were impeccable. Even if he had enough experience, he could not gain any advantage. He was even afraid that his fist was young and mighty.

He originally thought his opponent had already given his all, but at this time the opponent's momentum surged again and actually suppressed him in his realm. He knew that there was no possibility of winning again today.

"Yes, I am in the middle stage of Huajin. You are a senior, but we are the Mesozoic generations, but we are not good at it. Now we are the Mesozoic generations, have you not disappointed, right?"

The middle-aged man in uniform said while attacking.

He showed his true strength and his attack power suddenly increased. Old Qiu could not withstand it after 10 moves. He had been exhausted before, so he could not resist it.

Bang!

After the two of them collided, Old Qiu took four or five steps back, his whole body was filled with blood and blood. He used a thousand-pound drop under his feet to stabilize his body. With a click, the bluestone slab under his feet had already broken.

The woman in the alley who had been so scared that she woke up early, she looked pale when she saw this scene. In her perception, she stepped on the bluestone slab with one foot. This was definitely not something that humans could do. She quickly closed the door of the store and hid.

The middle-aged man in uniform did not give Qiu Lao any chance, and immediately stepped in close contact. His fists and feet rushed towards Qiu Lao like a storm.

Mr. Qiu could only be exhausted from defense at this time. Suddenly, he was kicked in the abdomen by a middle-aged man in uniform. He flew backwards and fell to the ground.

But this old guy is still very experienced. As soon as he fell to the ground, a carp started to rush and then ran wildly, wanting to run out of the alley and wait for an opportunity to escape.

"Old Qiu, do you still want to leave?" But a cold voice sounded in front of him. A man of twenty-seven or eight years old with a bearded face blocked his way.

The bearded man was full of momentum and actually suppressed him to death.

"You...who are you?"

Mr. Qiu was even more shocked. The middle-aged man in uniform who had fought with him was a master of the Middle Age. He could understand that he was stronger than him, but the man in front of him was very young and was considered a master of the new generation. He had already crushed him in realm, making him afraid before fighting. Is there so many masters now, and there are so many that there are all over the streets?
Chapter completed!