She made fire by setting up a stall

Lao Qian is older, in his early seventies. He holds a string of Buddhist beads in one hand and turns them slowly.

He and Master Zhao have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years. At first, Lao Zhao was much more powerful than him, but he was vicious enough and gradually gained control over some people. In recent years, he was able to compete with Master Zhao on the same level.

Mr. Zhao said the last sentence a little hastily. Lao Qian squinted his eyes and felt something unusual.

He couldn't go anymore.

Without asking Mr. Zhao, Lao Qian directly asked someone to bring a chair and placed it opposite Shi Luo and the others. Lao Qian was old and his eyesight was a bit blurry. He asked his men to get glasses. After putting them on, he looked at them one by one. After a few people left, he asked: "Is there a master among you?"

Lao Qian also made a mistake that many people would make. He felt that the people on the opposite side were too young. Even if they broke the barrier, they must have used some magic weapon.

After all, the master who set up the barrier said that this barrier is so strong that ordinary ascetics cannot break it, unless they have powerful magic weapons in their hands.

Mr. Zhao secretly cursed that this old fox looked smart, but in fact he couldn't be more stupid.

"Old Qian, my guest and I still have something to discuss. I'll ask you to talk to me another day." Mr. Zhao emphasized the words 'my friend'.

Lao Qian didn't seem to hear what Master Zhao said, he was still sitting on the chair.

He glanced back, and the bodyguard behind him stepped forward and took out the cigar. The other person cut the cigar and handed it to Lao Qian with both hands.

Lao Qian took it and glanced at the other side, "You don't mind?"

He put the cigar into his mouth and what he just said was just a casual question.

"Do you mind." The bodyguard who had taken the cigar earlier was about to light it for his boss when Mingxun spoke.

Lao Qian frowned and flicked his cell phone at the bodyguard who was holding a lit cedar chip. The bodyguard bent down and lit the cigar for Lao Qian.

"Old Qian, don't go too far!" Mr. Zhao said coldly.

"Old Zhao, what you said is that you usually smoke less than me." The majesty that Lao Qian pretended to be at the door has long since disappeared. At this moment, he is exuding more ridicule towards Mr. Zhao.

There is also disdain for those who have fallen behind.

Lao Qian exhaled a puff of smoke and was about to take another puff when his movements froze. He lowered his head stiffly and looked at his two missing fingers and the cigar that fell on the ground. After a while, pain suddenly emerged. Come up.

Lao Qian's face turned pale with pain and he couldn't help shouting.

He hasn't been injured in years!
"My hand!" Lao Qian looked at his bare finger joints that were bleeding out in horror, and shouted to the bodyguard who was also stunned: "Hurry up and pick up my fingers. Quickly, take me to the hospital." !”

He stood up, his body unsteady, and then ordered in a rough breathing voice, "No one in this room is allowed to leave today. You guys keep an eye on them for me. When I take care of it, I will personally find the person who hurt me!" "

Lao Qian knew that a Celestial Master had broken in. He brought more than twenty people with him this time, all experts he had recruited. Except for the four bodyguards who followed him, the rest were guarding the door of the conference room.

"Old Qian, in my place, threatening my guests, do you think I'm dead?" Lao Zhao took the special crutch that had never been used, "Let's see who dares to touch it!"

"Old Zhao, your legs and feet are not good, I advise you to sit still." Old Qian glared at Mr. Zhao sinisterly, and then roared: "What are you waiting for? Take these people away!"

The two bodyguards jumped on the coffee table, preparing to restrain Mingxun, who was most taboo to Lao Qian.

Before they jumped down, they saw Mr. Zhao suddenly pointing his crutch at the two bodyguards.

One of the tall bodyguards instinctively grabbed the crutch, pulled hard, and the stick was pulled off. The bodyguard was stunned. At the critical moment, Mr. Zhao pressed the button on the head of the crutch, and a spring sword stabbed directly into the bodyguard's abdomen.

This scene was unexpected. The bodyguard was unable to dodge and was stabbed.

Because this incident gave Master Zhao's people time to react, Master Zhao's men quickly rushed up and held down Lao Qian's bodyguard.

People outside heard the noise and rushed in one after another.

The two parties faced each other, and a fight was about to break out.

Mr. Zhao looked at Lao Qian, who was about to faint from the pain, "I advise you to go to the hospital as soon as possible, otherwise your fingers will not be saved."

Lao Qian wanted to catch Master Zhao, Shi Luo and the others in one fell swoop, but he was in severe pain and could only swallow his breath temporarily. He took a breath and said, "Send me to the hospital first."

Then he looked at Shi Luo and the others pitifully: "Don't even think about escaping, I will definitely find you."

"Kill you!" He hadn't had such murderous intentions in a long time.

"You can't leave." It was Hammer who stood up and spoke. He looked at Old Qian with a fierce look on his face, "People are so old and still so irritable. Be careful of your blood pressure soaring, they will just pass away."

There is no one else but Master Shi who can cut off two fingers of Lao Qian in an instant without leaving any trace.

If Master Shi hurt him, he must have deserved it.Not to mention Master Shi, even Hammer can smell the blood of Lao Qian.

He also held prayer beads to show compassion.

Lao Qian couldn't bear it anymore, his face darkened, and he shouted: "Go ahead and kill them."

The four bodyguards who followed him dug into the inner pockets of their suits.

"Old Qian, don't dig your own grave." Mr. Zhao tightened his grip on the crutch.

He has to respect these masters, and naturally he has to protect them. Even if the masters don't need his help, he still has to have an attitude.

The four bodyguards took out their guns, pointed them at Shi Luo and pulled the triggers without pausing.

But before the gunshots were fired, all four of them felt pain on their wrists, and all four hands were cut off.

The bullet was obviously flying towards them, but it seemed to be blocked by an invisible film, and then the bullet fell to the ground.

Master Zhao looked at Shi Luo, and he also guessed that Shi Luo must have done this.

Shi Luo stood up and said to the four bodyguards: "I cut off your hands."

Even after extreme training, losing their hands still made the four of them look pale, and they were so painful that they wanted to roll on the ground.

"I can still connect your hands." Shi Luo looked at the severed hand on the ground that had begun to change color. "After it is connected, it will be as useful as before it was disconnected."

Xiao Wang walked over with great interest, looked at four identical severed hands, and asked Shi Luo: "Do you know the rejuvenation technique?"

Shi Luo nodded, "I took over the broken parts for plants. I have never done it for people. I should be able to succeed."

She can do it if she has enough spiritual power.

The four bodyguards did not dare to hesitate and immediately surrendered to Shi Luo, "Please save us."

Without their hands, they realize that everything is more important than their own lives.

Shi Luo sent some spiritual energy to the four hands on the ground to keep them alive.

If Lao Qian moved his ears and could reattach a broken hand, then his two fingers would definitely be reattached as well. He hated and feared Shi Luo, and he even wanted to win over her.

"Master, can you help me reattach my fingers?"

Shi Luo ignored him.

Lao Qian knew that his fingers could not be delayed, so he asked: "Is it possible for the master to make a deal with me?"

"no way."

The hatred in Lao Qian's heart exceeded other emotions. He ordered several other bodyguards, "Send me to the hospital."

He would temporarily go to the hospital to have the finger reattached. Since this girl could reattach the finger, then the masters he knew could also do it. He was more willing to let those masters help him.

Seeing the four bodyguards walking over after listening to Shi Luo's words, Lao Qian looked gloomy and said, "Are you planning to betray me?"

The lead bodyguard said in embarrassment: "Boss, without a hand, we may die soon."

As Lao Qian's bodyguards, all of them have blood on their hands.

There is no guarantee that those people will not come to take revenge on them.

And if they lose their hand, they will still be abandoned by the boss. Even if they know too much about the boss, they may be dealt with.

One of the bodyguards with a round face thought about it and said apologetically: "Sorry boss, we can't help it."

"Okay, very good." Old Qian laughed angrily, "You should also know the consequences of betraying me."

The four of them felt chills running down their spines, as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake, but they had already made a choice and had no choice but to go downstairs. The round-faced bodyguard said to Shi Luo: "Master, please help us."

They didn't dare to complain about Shi Luo's act of cutting off their hands.

"I'll take over for you. You need to surrender and tell the police all the crimes he committed." Shi Luo said to the four of them.