Perspective master mixed city

Chapter 494 The Scary Deacon Huang

"Dangdang!"

In the corner of China, an extremely cold place.

Three young men in thin shirts walked up to a seemingly ordinary ice crystal, and bowed respectfully to the old man who was sitting cross-legged and covered in snow.

"Deacon Huang, this is a new little brother. He just passed the elementary test today. We specially brought him here to experience the power of this ice tomb!"

One of the horse-faced young men pointed to a round-faced young man behind him, and said to the old man.

The old man didn't even move his eyelids, as if he didn't hear the young man's words.

Heavy snow fell on the old man's shoulders one after another, but it didn't accumulate thickly. It seemed that the old man's shoulders had an air-conditioning effect that melted the falling snow.

If not, then the old man would be no different from a dead person, and only this invisible heat could tell the three young men that the old man in front of them was still alive.

Not only alive, but alive in a most astonishing way.

After waiting for seven or eight seconds, the round-faced young man seemed a little impatient, and pointed at the old man in a commanding tone: "Hey old man, do you know who I am? My father is..."

"boom!"

Before the round-faced young man finished speaking, an invisible force gushed out from the old man, directly bounced the round-faced young man away, and fell heavily into the snow.

Fortunately, the ground was soft and snowy, otherwise, this round-faced young man's bones would have been broken all of a sudden.

But even so, it also made his chest feel sweet, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Your father? Huh! In the ice tomb, only strength can convince people! As for your background, heh, boy, worldly wealth, fame and fortune are nothing to those of us who are dedicated to cultivation. ? Do you think that you, a second-generation rich second-generation official, can show off your power in this ice tomb? Didn’t your father tell you that as long as I, Huang Wuming, am willing, I can destroy your whole family by myself? Don’t you On the first day when you first came up the mountain, no one taught you that in the ice tomb, if you are a dragon, you have to coil up for me, and if you are a tiger, you have to lie down for me. Only strength, constantly improving strength, can survive in this ice tomb. Take a place?"

The old man who called himself Huang Wuming didn't even move his lips, and his figure was sitting steadily, and the voice came from his body.

"Deacon Huang, he just came up the mountain, he is ignorant and offended you, please forgive me!"

Seeing this, the horse-faced young man turned pale, and hurriedly helped the young man who was vomiting blood, begging Deacon Huang for mercy.

"Hmph, take him away! Ice Tomb, he is not qualified to enter! Also, cut off one of his fingers, did you hear that?"

Deacon Huang snorted coldly and said to the three young men.

"Break... cut off his finger? But Deacon Huang, he... his family donated five hundred million to us directly for him to go up the mountain and enter the ice tomb, five..."

The horse-faced young man showed embarrassment, as if he was going all out, he spoke out.

"Isn't what I said clear enough? I'll give you 24 hours. If you let me know that he still has five fingers at this time tomorrow, not only will your lives come to an end, but I will let this kid's entire family die." It was removed from the earth within three days! Why, are you still doubting what I said?"

After Deacon Huang finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of dim old eyes, but there was an endless cold light in them, which seemed to make people feel colder than this icy world.

"You...you are immortal, I want my father to hire a killer to tear you to pieces..."

The round-faced young man gasped for a while, and finally he was able to speak.

He who has always been pampered at home, how has he ever been so useless, let alone someone dared to beat him!

So, this time, he tried his best to vent all the resentment in his heart just now.

In his opinion, the old man in front of him is just a guy with some knowledge.

And my father, who is worth nearly tens of billions and ranks among the top ten rich men in the two provinces, if he thinks about it, he will definitely be able to hire ten or eight ruthless characters, rush to the top of this snow-capped mountain, and directly chop this old bastard into pieces Hey the dog!

I don't know what my dad thought, it took five hundred million, a total of five hundred million, to send him to this snow mountain that can freeze people into ice lumps, what else did he say, as long as he can enter the ice tomb In the middle, it is easy to prolong life, and serious is to learn some powerful skills. From then on, you will become famous, powerful and superior.

Unexpectedly, it was only the seventh day of going up the mountain today, and he paid a lot of money to ask two "senior brothers" to bring him to this ice tomb. He wanted to find out, but it turned out to be like this. It's better to bring someone to bulldoze this snow mountain, anyway, his father has plenty of money!

Before the word "Duan" in "Million pieces of corpse" could be uttered, the round-faced young man felt an extremely cold air from the top of his head down, slowly moving through his whole body.

And when this cold air wandered away, wherever it passed, it immediately lost consciousness.

In an instant, his last consciousness stayed on the large white snow field and the old man in front of him, Deacon Huang, who didn't look like a living person.

"thump!"

The round-faced young man who froze into an ice lump in an instant lost his breath and fell heavily into the snow.

The heavy snow immediately covered him crazily, and after a while, it was as quiet as if nothing had happened here.

"Breaking off a finger is much less serious than losing your life! But since he insists on dying, I can only help him!"

Deacon Huang lightly stroked his sleeves, moved his eyes slowly, looked at the horse-faced young man who was already standing there in a daze, and said, "I will not take back what I said. He is dead, and the matter of severed fingers is up to you two." Done. Again, at this time tomorrow, if the two of you have healthy fingers, then prepare to go down with this kid just now as companions!"

After Deacon Huang finished speaking, he stopped talking, sat cross-legged again, and entered that deathly state again.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Damn us, Deacon Huang's kindness to spare your life, the two of us will never forget it!"

"Yes, yes, Deacon Huang, just cut off a finger, the two of us will definitely satisfy Deacon Huang!"

"It will make you satisfied, let you be satisfied!"

The two of you talked to each other, fearing that one would fall behind the other, they rushed to express their emotions to Deacon Huang.

You know, what they are scrambling for is the fact that they have cut off their fingers!
Of course, those who know current affairs are heroes, and a life is far more precious than a finger.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

There were two sounds like a cracking radish, and the two of them broke one of their own fingers viciously!

All of a sudden, beads of sweat burst out from the foreheads of the two of them.

The ten fingers connected to the heart, this kind of sharp pain made the two of them almost faint on the spot.

However, the two of them still held back, because in their eyes, they both saw the body of the second son of the rich who had been covered by heavy snow, and they thought of the fact that Deacon Huang just didn't even lift his hand, and the A one-hit-kill scenario for the poor hapless bastard.

At this moment, the chill in the hearts of the two of them was far stronger than the pain caused by the severed finger.

If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have charged this rich boy 5 yuan to bring him here today.

It doesn't matter if he dies. Now, the two of them have lost a finger. Fortunately, the round-faced rich boy is dead. Children are not allowed to be buried with them!

"roll!"

Deacon Huang didn't lift his head, and threw out a word coldly.

"Yes Yes!"

Enduring the severe pain, the two scrambled and ran towards the direction they came from.

"return!"

Deacon Huang's voice, like the Pluto of Nine Netherness, made the two of them feel their hearts sink instantly, and their trousers became wet on the spot.

"Huang... Deacon Huang, do you have any orders?"

The horse-faced young man seemed to be a character who had experienced storms. At this time, he was afraid, but he had not lost his mind, so he asked the deacon Huang calmly.

He knew that at this time, he had to show an extremely calm look, otherwise, their lives would be as simple as killing a chicken to the terrifying Huang Deacon in front of him!
"The Ice Tomb is a holy place, take this guy's body away, I don't want him to pollute the Ice Tomb!"

Deacon Huang's voice was colder than the temperature where a drop of water turns into ice, and even colder than the flying snow.

"Yes, we will take this kid away!"

When the two heard Deacon Huang's words, it turned out that they were just asking them to carry away the corpse just now, and they immediately felt relieved, digging and dragging the corpse away with gratitude as if they had saved their lives.

……

"thump!"

Ten minutes later, the two youths threw the body of the round-faced rich second generation into the mountain stream at the back of the mountain.

Here, it is more than a thousand feet high, and I don't know how many bones are inside.

Every year, thousands of rich and powerful people send their family heirs to the mountain in an attempt to let them enter the ice tomb.

It doesn't matter what you get, the important thing is that entering the ice tomb is a huge capital in itself, a gold medal for avoiding death and an iron coupon for Danshu to be invincible in the officialdom, workplace, and shopping malls!

"His mother's, I didn't expect that for 5 yuan, a finger was broken for nothing!"

The horse-faced young man spat into the mountain stream with hatred.

"Hey...Brother Zhang, don't hate any more, be careful not to be heard by Deacon Huang, we have to finish the game!"

The other young man sighed, and persuaded the horse-faced youth.

"By the way, Brother Zhang, what is guarded by Deacon Huang is the so-called ice tomb that we have passed down from generation to generation? The deacon has a high opinion, isn't that right?"

After the young man thought about it, he asked the horse-faced young man again.

(End of this chapter)