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The old man stopped immediately and said in a deep voice, "Pull him up quickly."

The strong man in the ravine yelled: "Old man, don't worry about me, get out of here quickly!"

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight men in black with their faces covered suddenly rushed up the mountain road, all holding shiny Nepalese scimitars in their hands.

They quickly jumped down, and one of them said grimly: "No one can run away, Mr. Hua, it seems that your old life is about to be confessed here. Your reward has been continuously increased over the years."

"I remember that it was only 20 US dollars at the beginning, but now it has been mentioned as 300 million US dollars. We deserve a big deal. You are so old, and you don't shrink back obediently and come to visit the mountains and rivers. Do you think this is true? Suicide?"

The three strong men had already turned their heads to meet them, and with the short iron rods in their hands, they slammed at them fiercely.

At the same time, someone shouted: "Mr. Hua, run quickly and leave us alone! Go down the mountain immediately and run to a crowded place. I believe these guys will not dare to mess around!"

The burly man in the ravine blushed and had a thick neck, twisting his body violently, struggling to get out.

But he was seriously injured. The tendons on his shoulders seemed to have been cut off.

The other three big men were no match at all, and they were knocked over in the ravine by the man in black.

The four fell into a ball and climbed up one by one, but they couldn't get out no matter what.

They were so badly injured that the blood flowed down and formed a pool in the ravine.

Mr. Hua didn't run away, but with a stern look on his face, he took a deep breath.

The originally dry figure swelled slightly, showing some strength.

He said coldly: "I don't care which killer organization you belong to, it's best to get out now, don't make me angry. Although Hua Yingxiong is old, I'm not something you can deal with, so get out now."

As he spoke, he raised his hands slightly, his face was stern, and he clenched his fists tightly and threw it to the side.

Immediately, a raised stone next to it was smashed to pieces.

There was a bit of fear in the eyes of the men in black.

But the big man in the head smiled coldly: "Hua Yingxiong is indeed Hua Yingxiong. Even if he is old, he still has such force, but he thought it was when you were young? Do you really think that you are more than 90 years old and can still exert powerful force?"

"Fart! As far as we know, you haven't recovered from the serious injury you suffered in the early years. Did the doctor tell you not to use force indiscriminately? If you use force, you will die without us."

As he spoke, he looked up to the sky and laughed, extremely arrogant.

Several other men in black also let out contemptuous laughter.

Hua Yingxiong shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't do it. You will know when you come up, and you can do it if you don't. Then I will come. There is really no one under my Hua Yingxiong who is invincible."

As he spoke, he stepped forward step by step.

His skill is also quite astonishing, every time he takes a step, the bluestone steps under his feet crack slightly.

The men in black were a little startled and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Although Mr. Hua is no longer as heroic as before, he is still full of majesty, and his momentum is quite impressive.

It's just that when he took the fifth step, he suddenly paused and couldn't help coughing.

This cough was a bit fatal, and some blood suddenly spewed out from his nostrils and mouth.

In an instant, the entire chin and part of the chest were dyed red.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person faltered.

The men in black laughed again.

The big man in the head shook his head straightly: "Master Hua, you still can't do it. It seems that at your age, you can't even punch. How can you defeat us? You should just obediently catch us with nothing."

"I will cut off your headband soon to collect the bounty, and it won't cause you too much pain."

Another one: "Mr. Hua, I remember that you seem to be 85 years old this year, and you should have lived enough. Accept your fate and give us your head to make some money."

The third man in black mocked even more: "Five million US dollars, your old bones are worth so much money, we should be glad that we can enjoy them for a few years."

Hua Yingxiong is also a person with a violent temper, and he was furious when he heard this.

Although the cough was worse and more blood spurted out, he still took two steps forward and gritted his teeth: "Come on, I, Hua Yingxiong, have never been afraid of anyone. You little bastards, I want to get rid of you!" That’s not easy.”

As he spoke, he made a sudden move and rushed over, but accidentally fell to the ground.

After all, he is 85 years old, so he still has the strength of that year.

In addition, it is true that the serious injury has not healed, and the forceful force will even shake the internal organs.

When I fell, I didn't even have the strength to get up.

The men in black laughed mockingly, and some even waved at him: "Get up, you old dog, if you can get up, we'll turn around and leave, and we won't cut off your neck. "

In the ravine, the four big men let out a heart-piercing roar:
"You bunch of bastards. If you have the guts, come to us. Don't bully Mr. Hua!"

"Come on, kill us first, step over our corpses!"

"A bunch of bastards, you are really useless! You don't even dare to fight us, you only bully the elderly, what are you!"

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As they said that, they almost crawled out of the ravine, covered in blood, and looked extremely miserable.

The two men in black suddenly rushed over, raised their feet and kicked them back into the ravine.

One of them also said: "You are the wimps, you can't even deal with us, and you still want to protect this old man Hua, come on, keep climbing!"

Suddenly, the leader uttered cold words: "Who are you? Do you want to meddle in your own business? Believe it or not, you will lose your life?"

I saw a young man walking slowly, squatting down a little, helped Mr. Hua up, and stretched out his hand to pat the dust on his body.

Mr. Hua was also taken aback, and turned to look at the young man.

There was a look of gratitude on his face, but then he shook his head: "Young man, don't be troublesome, let's go, you, an ordinary person, can't deal with them."

That's right, this young man is Wang Quan.

He looked at the side for a long time, and chewed the name Hua Yingxiong for a while, and suddenly remembered, could this old man be——

Immediately, full admiration appeared on his face.

If he is, he must not stand idly by.

In fact, even if an ordinary old man is persecuted, he can't sit idly by and will definitely draw his sword to help.

After Wang Quan lifted Mr. Hua up, he looked at the men in black, with a mocking look on his lips: "You are also Chinese after all, have you forgotten all of the 5000-year fine traditions of the Chinese nation?"

"Do you remember what it means to respect the old and love the young? It's so bold to bully the old man and try to put him to death."

"Get out now, I can save your life."

After finishing speaking, he wiped off the dust on the old man's body, and said slowly: "Grandpa, don't get angry, don't use your strength, and rest well. I think your injury is serious, and you may have hurt your tendons."

"If you don't take a good rest, your life may be in danger."

As he said that, he helped Mr. Hua to sit on the stone bench next to him, and he didn't seem to see the men in black in his eyes.

This made them deeply feel the contempt, and they rushed over without saying a word, and slashed at Wang Quan with the scimitar in their hands!