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When the man moved, a gust of wind was brought up.

Before the person arrived, a gust of cold wind had already hit Xiao Yi's face.

Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold.

He quickly dodged to the side.

Although his body reacted quickly enough, he was still swept sideways by the opponent's toes.

He flew out, rolled on the ground and then got up quickly.

The opponent approached again.

Whoosh whoosh—

The body sprinted one after another, and the sound of clothes rubbing against the air sounded.

The bodyguards of Nan Canghai that Xiao Yi met in the forest just now arrived at this moment.

They all rushed up to fight the man.

But they are far from the Grandmaster's opponents.

They didn't even touch each other's clothes, they were already lying on the ground with injuries, and they had no power to fight back.

"They are from the Nan family." Xiao Yi pointed to a few people on the ground, looked at each other and said.

"I know." The other said.

"You know? I don't think you know. The people from the Tibetan family asked you to come here, but they didn't tell you to touch the people from the Nan family—you have caused a lot of trouble for the Tibetan family." Xiao Yi said: "Oh I know, you are the master, so you are not afraid."

Xiao Yi didn't know whether they were sent by Zang Yuheng or that old Tibetan.

Anyway, the only ones he knows who can send master-level masters to kill him are Tibetans.

"You talk a lot of nonsense." The other party walked towards Xiao Yi.

"Have you ever heard the saying - No matter how good your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives."

"There is another sentence, I don't know if you have heard it, no matter how powerful you are called a master, you can't withstand a single bullet."

As Xiao Yi said, he took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at the person walking towards him, and then shot without any hesitation.

In the silent woods, the sound of gunfire was very piercing, and it kept echoing in the woods.

The gun was snatched by Xiao Yi from a gunman in the yard, but after finishing the other gunmen with the gun, he didn't throw it away, but put it on his body.

Unfortunately, there are only three bullets in it.

But that's enough for him.

Flames spewed from the muzzle of the gun, flashing Xiao Yi's sneering face.

The other party obviously didn't expect Xiao Yi to have a gun on him.

I didn't expect him to shoot so decisively.

So even if he reacted, he was still hit by Xiao Yi when he dodged.

And all three bullets entered his body.

"It's really fast to hide. If you slow down, your head will be blown." Xiao Yi said, throwing the pistol on the ground.

"Despicable!" The other party roared angrily.

"What's despicable?" Xiao Yi corrected disapprovingly: "It's considered despicable if I shoot you? Then so many of you are here to ambush me, aren't you despicable?"

"However——I like it very much when people call me mean, because it shows that others have suffered from me."

As Xiao Yi said, he walked towards the master.

No matter how great the master is, he is still a person.

No matter how powerful the master is, he is not invulnerable.

The grandmaster wanted to leave, but as soon as his legs were exerted, one leg lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Run, you don't want to run away." Xiao Yi said indifferently: "The first shot missed your head, and you dodged it. The second shot and the third shot, I predicted the position where you dodged. Beat your leg and your stomach."

He walked up to the master, knelt down, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and shone on the man's face.

It was an old man in his 70s, with his silver hair brushed back vigorously.

It's just that at this moment, his complexion is very bad.

"Wen Yuanqing has an apprentice like you—as expected, he can't teach any good birds." The old man glared at Xiao Yi angrily.

boom!

Xiao Yi punched the other party directly: "Old man, be careful with what you say, Wen Yuanqing is also something you can say? It's fine if I scold you, you don't have the right to scold."

"Heh - it's the first time in my life that I feel like beating a master." There was a sneer on the old man's face.

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head, and looked at the old man seriously: "There are quite a few grandmasters who died in my hands. Which onion do you think you are?"

"There are more people in the world who are better than you. It's not bad for you to go out and walk more when you have time-but now I guess you have no chance."

With that said, Xiao Yi stood up, and said to the bodyguards of the Nan family who had lost their combat effectiveness: "I will give you a big gift and bring him back to the Nan family."

The Nan's bodyguard's eyes lit up.

If they can bring back the person who robbed Miss, and he is a grand master, the family shouldn't blame them too much.

Just as he was talking, Xiao Yi also received a call from Nan Canghai.

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with her, and she was on the way to Nan's house.

Xiao Yi told Nan Canghai to go back to rest early, and didn't say much about the rest.

Before he hung up the phone, a gust of wind suddenly struck from behind again.

The grand master who was sitting on the ground suddenly stood up from behind and slapped him hard on the back.

Practically speaking, the palm of the master is not a problem for killing people.

The master should not be regarded as too weak, and the human body should not be regarded as too strong.

For a person, there are still many fatal places.

Once a vital part is hit hard, death is an instant thing.

Xiao Yi's feet moved sideways, and then he swept his legs fiercely on the body of the grand master, directly sweeping him seven or eight meters away, and slammed his body into a tree heavily.

The members of the Nan family were suddenly dumbfounded.

They never expected that a grand master would be dealt with so easily in front of Xiao Yi.

Although he didn't use force, he relied more on guns.

As for the others, no one cares.

The bodyguards of the Nan family took the grandmaster away forcefully.

Xiao Yi went straight back to Taohuawu.

As for the car, Fatty Ding and Yang Bold had already been asked to drive away first.

As for tonight's farce, he didn't need to pursue anything, because when the grand master was brought back to the Nan family, the Nan family would naturally deal with it.

Regardless of whether it was Zang Yuheng or the masters sent by the Tibetan elders, the loss must not be small for them.

……

A car slowly stopped outside the Nanjia Manor.

Nan Canghai got off the car.

"Canghai." Zang Yuheng opened the door and got off the car, and walked in front of Nancanghai.

"What's the matter?" Nan Canghai looked at him coldly.

"It's nothing, I still want to talk to you, Xiao Yi, it's better not to get close to him." Zang Yuheng looked at Nan Canghai very concerned: "I'm doing this for your own good."

"If you are really with him, don't you eat in those dirty places every time you go out to eat in the future? And drink bad beer?"

"It doesn't fit your image and identity, and it doesn't deserve you at all."

Nan Canghai asked: "Then what do you think is more suitable for me? Expensive red wine? Eating seemingly elegant Western food with a knife and fork? Zang Yuheng, your thinking is too old, why do you still have a deep love for Western things? , groveling, thinking that Western things are noble and elegant?"