The Savage looked at himself in the mirror, seemingly strange.
He reached out his hand and touched his face, his eyes flashed, as if he was reminiscing whether he had the entire face in his memory, and even subconsciously buttoned his ears to see if someone was covering it with a leather mask.
After a while, he was sure that this was his face.
“Senior, do you want to take a break?”
Jiang Ning asked while standing on the side.
“No, I’ve slept for more than ten years, what else are you sleeping?”
He waved his hand, turned his head and looked at Jiang Ning, then suddenly opened his eyes, “Aren’t you afraid of me?”
“Why are you afraid?”
Jiangning Road.
“Are you not afraid that I will kill all these people around you? They can’t stop me.”
The Savage hummed, with a trace of pride on his face.
That appearance, every move, looks like a child, if it weren’t for the obvious signs of years on his face, and even the gray hair and beard, Jiang Ning felt that this was a patient with Alzheimer’s.
“Seniors are not cruel ones, so how can they kill innocent people indiscriminately.”
Jiang Ning said, “Besides, the one who cuts and shaves your hair is only a child in his early twenties. He has no family and no children. You have the heart to let him die with such regret?”
“The ones who take you for a bath and massage, those who accompany you to drink and chat, and those who wait on you to tailor your clothes, are all ordinary people, seniors can do it?”
As Jiang Ning said, the savage waved his hands again and again with an impatient expression.
“I just asked casually, why do you love to teach people so much and always tell the truth? It’s really annoying.”
He glared at Jiang Ning, “You are right, I don’t kill ordinary people, I will kill you if I want to.”
“It’s more fun to kill you.”
The first moment was full of murderous aura, and the last sentence was full of mischief.
Jiang Ning smiled and said nothing.
His face was calm, but he was still on guard against this savage. After all, this was a peerless master. I am afraid that outside the entire mountain gate, only himself can stop him.
He wants to really kill, this East China Sea is afraid of blood flow!
Jiang Ning made the necessary preparations, instead of following along, allowing the savage to move around.
The people around were a little scared at first and didn’t dare to approach, but after a while, it was discovered that the savages were indeed not malicious and even curious about everything.
Although his temper was fierce and he was not polite to scold people, he didn’t do anything, and he obviously knew that he could not do anything to ordinary people.
“What is he doing now?”
Seeing Huang Yuming coming in, Jiang Ning asked.
The expression on Huang Yuming’s face was a little weird, as if he didn’t know how to speak.
“Say.”
“He was in the yard, playing marbles with a few children.”
Hearing this, Jiang Ning was taken aback, turned his head and looked at Huang Yuming, as if thinking that he had misheard, playing marbles?
Such a peerless expert, playing marbles on the ground with a group of children?
“He is so powerful that he won the cry of a few children, but he was laughing there.”
Huang Yuming didn’t know how to describe this savage.
This is completely different from the peerless master he imagined.
“Old naughty boy.”
Jiang Ning squinted his eyes, “Keep staring, don’t let go, don’t let down your guard when such a stranger comes to the East China Sea.”
“Yes.”
Huang Yuming nodded, “Where did he come from?”
“do not know.”
Jiang Ning also shook his head, “But it should, I will know soon.”
The strength of the old naughty boy is only higher than that of Mr. Nalang, at least for now, Jiang Ning feels like this directly, but it is difficult for people like them to hide their strength.
Mr. Lang is scary enough, a single look is enough to control those suzerains within the mountain gate.
And this old urchin was in the old castle in no man’s land. He didn’t know how many years he slept. Such monsters appeared one by one, and Jiang Ning didn’t know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
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