Chapter 708 Dead Eagle

After hearing Xiao Nuanzi's words, Chef Ma sighed: "It's a pity that Saibei Yizhihua did not leave me a child or a daughter."

Xiao Nuanzi sneered: "I didn't expect that the cruel and ruthless Boss Ma still cares about my godchildren."

Chef Ma looked like he wanted to speak but stopped.

Xiao Nuanzi pinched the iron lotus in her hand and asked Chef Ma again: "Where did you hide the treasure?"

When he said this, his voice was cold and stern, which made people feel heartbroken.

Chef Ma sneered, "Why should I tell you the secret of my treasure?" He paused and slowly continued, "Unless..."

Xiao Nuanzi's voice was a little quick: "Unless what?"

Chef Ma smiled and said, "Unless you are willing to be my son!"

Xiao Nuanzi's white face gradually turned red, and then gradually turned blue and black. Only when people get the most angry do they have such expressions on their faces.

Chef Ma knew that Xiao Nuanzi was angry, but he was not afraid. Could it be that he was deliberately provoking Xiao Nuanzi to take action?

Xiao Nuanzi really took action.

The Iron Lotus seemed to hit a sharp flash, and pointed the chest of horses straight. The chest was large and there were many opportunities to succeed. Xiao Nuanzi only wanted to succeed with one blow, so he had no room for action. The Iron Lotus hit the chests heavily on horses' chest.

Chef Ma didn't move at all, his face full of disdain.

Xiao Nuanzi's face changed and she turned pale in an instant. The iron lotus flower broke, and he only held a half-cut handle in his hand.

Chef Ma sneered: "Looking at the face of Yihua in Saibei, I will spare your life."

Xiao Nuanzi's face turned ashen, and he stepped back step by step: "Boss Ma's peerless martial arts are well-known."

Chef Ma didn't even look at Xiao Nuanzi, and turned to look at Lao Lu: "You are brothers, brothers, brothers are gone. Why don't you go to see me off?"

Lao Lu trembled all over: "Yes...yes..."

When Lao Lu and Xiao Nuanzi left, Chef Ma still watched without moving.

The back garden became quiet again. After a long time, Chef Ma let out a long breath. He stared at the iron lotus on the ground in a daze. His body suddenly trembled violently. His white and fat face had turned red. Blood slowly flowed out of Chef Ma's mouth and nostrils.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the restaurant of Chef Ma. Chef Ma hurriedly picked up the iron lotus and staggered into the bamboo forest...

In the lobby on the first floor of the Ma Chuzi Restaurant, there was a group of people surrounded by a tall and thin old man. The old man was terriblely thin, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his face was only skinny and boneless. In the collapsed eye sockets, his eyes were as bright as a beacon. The old man's nose was raised high and curved strangely. The most eye-catching thing was the old man's ears. The old man's ears were big and round, and the tendons on them were red. The old man's hair was sparse

The sparse and sparse hair was curled into a walnut-sized ball, with a shiny golden needle on it. The old man was wearing a black robe with a high neck, and his slender neck was hidden in the high collar. Who would have thought that this weird-looking old man was the head coach of the Grand Master of the Capital City. No one knew his original name, but his nickname was famous in the world. The old man looked weird and his nickname was also very strange. The old man's nickname was actually called Dead Man Eagle!

The dead eagle was carrying his hands and stood quietly in front of the black-skinned coffin. His eyes flashed, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and there was no smile on his thin face. Behind him were seven or eight strong men, all of whom had serious expressions on their faces.

The dead eagle stared at the black-skinned coffin in front of him and suddenly sneered: "There is really a treasure hidden in this coffin?" As soon as he said this, someone stood up behind him and spoke respectfully: "Eight hundred miles of urgent documents! Detective Li, the lame man, saw it with his own eyes!"

The Dead Eagle breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "If it were the detective Li, who saw it with his own eyes, he would be fully confident!" As he spoke, his hand huddled in his long gown suddenly poked out. These hands were too terrifying, and there was no trace of flesh in his palms or fingers, and a black skin wrapped in slender bones. These hands, no, to be precise, are more like claws, the eagle's claws!

The Dead Eagle stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it on the black-skinned coffin. His movements were very slow and looked very gentle.

The seven or eight strong men behind the Dead Eagle stretched their necks and looked forward, they knew what was going to happen.

The Dead Eagle's hand pressed on the black-skinned coffin slowly shrank back. At this moment, something strange happened. The thick coffin board suddenly cracked into four large pieces, and then each piece instantly cracked into thousands of small pieces.

The onlookers exclaimed and retreated.

The face of the Dead Eagle also changed.

There was no treasure in the black-skinned coffin, but a giant python as thick as a bucket was lying on it. The giant python's eyes had turned dead gray, and his eyes were still moving.

The dead eagle frowned and its tall and bent nose moved.

There is no fishy smell, there is only a faint fragrance. The fragrance is so refreshing and refreshing.

Seven or eight strong men covered their noses and retreated. They were all veterans who were exploring the world, and they were worried that the fragrance would be poisonous.

The Dead Eagle glanced at them contemptuously and said lightly: "This is the fragrance of a thousand-year-old ghost oil. It can protect the body from rotting when applied to the corpse."

This giant python has been dead for a long time. If it weren't for the thousand-year-old ghost oil fragrance, it would have rotted long ago. The big and round ears of the dead eagle suddenly moved, and a pair of golden eyes flashed in the collapsed eye sockets. He spoke, his voice was so cold that it was terrifying: "The cripple Li Qianli sent a letter, is it just for a dead snake?" As soon as he asked this, another person stood up respectfully behind him and spoke in a delicate voice: "Although the cripple Li is known as a detective, he must have time to stumble. I guess..." Before this person finished speaking, a man with axle popped up in the crowd. The man with axle roared angrily, and his palm like a palm fan hit his head and faced. The man with a soft voice screamed, and he staggered and almost fell down. The man with a soft voice clearly had five blood-red fingerprints on his face.

The slap was harsh and heavy, but the man with axle was still angry. He rolled up his arms and sleeves, and wanted to rush over.

The dead eagle coughed and slowly turned around.

The two big men stopped immediately and stood with their heads down.

The dead eagle glanced at the axle man and said coldly: "For the sake of Crip Li, I can not kill you!"

The man with axle had a protruding blue veins on his forehead and his neck was so thick that his face was red, and his redness was like chicken blood.

The Dead Eagle said lightly: "Detective Li Crip Li is in awe of me, but he didn't expect his disciple to dare to be so presumptuous in front of me."

The voice of the axle man was trembling: "The reason why I hit someone is to let you know that my master has not made any mistakes before, and this time I will not be able to do so!" I want to talk about "Dan Zun Evil God" with more like-minded people, follow "Popular Online Articles or rdww444" on WeChat to talk about your favorite books with more book friends
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