Hearing the ancient name, a panic flashed in Qiaomu's eyes:

"You dare to ask him in front of me, I tell you, this old bastard has suppressed me for the rest of my life, and I am afraid of him for the rest of my life, but he is hard to protect himself now. You won't still hope that he can appear and save your life, right?"

"Auntie isn't dead?"

After hearing this, Lu Fan's expression relaxed slightly: "Where are others, just like Hai Ziyuan and the others, and they are in your hands?"

"Of course not..."

Qiao Mu almost spoke subconsciously, but then he reacted and looked at Lu Fan sarcastically: "Do you want to get news from Hai Ziyuan and the others out of my mouth?"

Randomly, he suddenly laughed again and said, "But, I can tell you that Hai Ziyuan and the others were indeed captured, but it was not in my hands."

"They were caught because of you, but you don't have to worry. With that person's identity and status, you won't be able to get along with these stinky fish and rotten shrimps, unless you anger him and make him unable to help kill them with your own hands to vent your hatred..."

Lu Fan looked suspicious: "You mean, whoever captured them was the people in the ancient martial arts square?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Qiaomu suddenly became furious: "Now you are a prisoner. You should kneel on the ground obediently, kowtow to me and beg for mercy, beg for mercy to let you go, instead of asking me, do you understand?"

Lu Fan took a sip of cigarette indifferently. Since he became the Grand Master, he has no feelings about tobacco. It is just out of habit that he can't let go of his fingertips for a moment.

He finished smoking the cigarette in his hand with a comfortable look, looked at the other blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, and pointed at the cigarette butts: "You don't really think that just these smelly fish and rotten shrimps can do what you can do to me, right?"

"Others don't know, isn't it enough that you've seen it with your own eyes?"

"Even Mo Feiyu, Dongfang Yanran, Nangong Wuxiu and others are not my opponents. Just this little person, if you can get close to me tonight, I will admit defeat and surrender, and get out of the car and take care of you. How about it?"

confidence!

Lu Fan had a cigarette in his hand, his eyes were clear, and his mouth was filled with a calm look. He seemed to have no idea what kind of dangerous environment he was in at the moment. Instead, he gave them the feeling that he had so many people and was surrounded by Lu Fan alone.

This made Qiao Mu look a little dazed for a moment. He felt as if he had returned to Jinling in an instant, and returned to the ancient martial arts arena. Seeing the figure of that generation of masters easily crushing Luo Gusha. Seeing the arrogant Nangong Wuxiu who took two steps, he kowtowed and admitted defeat to the champion of the Shenglong List Ancient Martial Arts Competition!

But soon, his face returned to nature. He slowly took out a black remote control from his arms, with only a red button on it, and when he took out the remote control, his thumb was already pressed on the red button.

"The chassis of this car is equipped with a tnt of about ten kilograms."

"Tnt, do you know?"

"A gram is enough to reach a peak of one and a half steps, and the military high-energy explosives that are not even left in the dregs."
Chapter completed!