Maoshan Secret Art

Chapter 95: Kung Fu is also afraid of kitchen knives at high levels

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Feng Xiang didn't dare to disturb Lin Jiusheng and Zhou Xin, they had already planned it in their hearts.

After Lin Jiusheng and Zhou Xin got out the contents of the coffin, they were killing them.

The two brothers have been dazzled by greed.

"Have you encountered it?" Zhou Xin was equally nervous.

After Lin Jiusheng grabbed the fire candle dagger, he slowly pulled away the zombie's hand. As soon as he touched the zombie's hand, he felt that this hand was very rough, as if touching the bark of a tree.

Under Zhou Xin's urging, Lin Jiusheng hurriedly brought the fire candle dagger over, and at the same time looked at the zombies eagerly.

Lin Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no movement from the zombie.

"I got the things." Lin Jiusheng said to Zhou Xin with a smile of joy.

Just about to pull out the dagger, take a look at the fire candle dagger, but before touching it, Lin Jiusheng felt a cold thing on the back of his head.

"Master Lin, can you give me the things to see?" Feng Xiangyin said.

Zhou Xin's back was held up by the dagger, and Feng Gui stood behind her.

Lin Jiusheng's face sank. Just about to move, Feng Xiang pulled the trigger. The sound stunned him, and he didn't dare to move.

He and Zhou Xin were so happy to get the fire candle dagger, and forgot Feng Xiang who was standing not far behind them.

Not to mention that Feng Xiang brought a gun, and it is extremely difficult to get the gun now.

"I know that the master is very capable, as the saying goes, no matter how high the skill is, I am afraid of the chopper. The master is fast, I think my bullets are faster." Feng Xiang said coldly.

Before Lin Jiusheng could speak, Feng Xiang raised his hand and took the fire candle dagger from Lin Jiusheng's hand.

"Hey, this thing is quite cold, it seems worth a lot of money." Feng Xiang laughed, and looked at the fire candle dagger in his hand.

He took it away and put it in his pocket, Feng Xiang made a look at Feng Gui.

Feng Gui naturally understood what his elder brother meant, and said to Zhou Xin, "How offended Master Zhou is!"

Feng Gui snatched the wooden sword in Zhou Xin's hand, and after a closer look, his brows became a little frowned.

"Brother, it's just a broken wooden sword, worthless." Feng Gui handed it to Feng Xiang and said.

"Follow him, let someone like Master Zhou hold this thing.

It’s not a simple thing, put it away first, and then look for someone else to appraise it. Feng Xiang said.

"Good!" Feng Gui nodded and said, his heart is full of joy. If you take away the treasure chest from the tomb, you will have no worries about eating and drinking in this life.

"Aren't you afraid to support you with so much?" Zhou Xin said in a deep voice.

"Master Zhou don't have to worry about us, we have a big appetite." Feng Xiang smiled lightly.

"Really?" Zhou Xin's face sank, and she quickly shot her arm against Feng Gui behind her.

It hit Feng Gui's stomach all at once, hit Feng Gui out of reach, and took him a step back.

Zhou Xin quickly lifted her foot, swept her legs, and kicked directly at Feng Gui. The sleeves flicked, and a short sword protruded from the sleeves and aimed directly at Feng Gui's neck.

This speed is fast and cruel, which makes Lin Jiusheng quite astonished.

Compared with his three-legged cat Kung Fu, Zhou Xin can be regarded as a master.

"Grass!" Feng Xiang reacted, and the gun in his hand was aimed at Zhou Xin.

With a "bang", white smoke came out of the muzzle.

Lin Jiusheng was so nervous in his heart that he thought Zhou Xin had been shot by a gun.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xin rolled over so that the bullet did not hit the key, but she was still hit by the bullet in her leg.

A bang came from Zhou Xin's mouth, and Feng Xiang said coldly: "Master Zhou, I advise you to be honest, I will definitely hit you in the head next time!"

Zhou Xin didn't dare to move anymore, and her kung fu was not as fast as a bullet.

Feng Gui hurried over, feeling very anxious in his heart, especially when he was almost pierced in his throat by a dagger just now, and his face was very ugly, and he kicked Zhou Xin in the stomach.

"Grass! If you dare to do anything fancy, I'll just stab you to death!" Feng Guiyin said fiercely.

After the conversation, Feng Gui looked towards Feng Xiang and said, "Brother, or we will kill them directly to save them from playing tricks."

"No, this is going to kill them. When we use the treasure chest in the tomb, if we touch some organs, they will break it for us." Feng Xiang said softly.

"Hey, big brother is still great." Feng Gui put his thumb up and smiled.

"Two masters, please

Bar. Feng Xiang said abruptly, and asked Lin Jiusheng and Zhou Xin to check whether there was anything in the box.

The two men were also extremely careful. They took a small piece of rope from the backpack and tied the hands of Lin Jiusheng and Zhou Xin together.

There was a gun behind them, which made the two of them afraid to move.

According to Feng Xiang's instructions, Lin Jiusheng and Zhou Xin inspected the box for a while, and there was nothing inside the box.

Feng Xiang didn't dare to be careless and asked Lin Jiusheng and Zhou Xin to take out the contents.

There are quite a few things in the box, mostly jade pendants and bracelets, as well as some paintings and calligraphy.

The most valuable thing is painting and calligraphy. Some wealthy collectors especially like this kind of thing. Some auction houses have even sold ancient paintings and calligraphy at a staggering high price.

"Brother, we are rich! We are rich!" Feng Gui laughed and said, emptied all the contents in the backpack and threw the contents in the box.

It couldn't fit, and Feng Xiang even put the bracelets that couldn't fit on his wrists, and some jade rings were all on his hands.

The two brothers are like nouveau riche, and their faces are full of joy.

"On this little thing, you two are so happy. The dagger in your hands is the most valuable thing. It can be sold to some yin and yang families at least tens of millions." Zhou Xin said suddenly nonchalantly.

Hearing Zhou Xin's words, the smile on Feng Xiang's face narrowed, and he looked down at the dagger on his waist.

"This is a fire candle dagger. The body of the dagger is like ice, crystal clear, and when blood drips on it, it will emit a hot sensation like fire. I don't believe you can try it as I said." Zhou Xin said softly.

"Oh?" Feng Xiang looked a little surprised, and took the dagger from his waist.

When he touched it before, it was really cold, as if holding an ice cube.

Hearing Zhou Xin's words, he slowly pulled away the dagger, it was nothing more than a dagger, what big waves could be revealed in his heart.

As soon as Feng Xiang pulled the dagger away, the corners of Zhou Xin's mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile.

The zombie who was lying in the iron coffin suddenly opened his closed eyes when Feng Xiang pulled out the dagger...

(End of this chapter)