"Since it's not you! This means that there was a third strong person present at that time! Why do Boss Lu's disciples Chen Xiaobing and Feng Gangjun seem to be unaware of such a person?"

"Old blind man, I know you are very good at predicting the future, don't you have any divination?"

Finally, the butcher looked at the old blind man with a serious look on his face.

After hearing this, the old blind man scratched the back of his head. He was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of enlightenment.

"I understand! You suspect that Boss Lu is not an ordinary person, but..." At this point, the old blind man looked around, looking a little nervous.

This appearance fell into the butcher's eyes, making him even more suspicious.

"What? Old blind man, what are you afraid of?" the butcher frowned.

The old blind man sighed, "Hey! You! You have aroused my curiosity! Boss Lu promised to save my son's legs, so I followed him around, riding in front of him. As for you butcher, what are your wishes? Boss Lu, isn't he?

Ordinary people, this is not important. What is important is what we got. I am for my son, butcher, what about you?"

The old blind man looked at the butcher and asked.

The butcher frowned, and his expression slowly turned serious.

"The fallen leaves return to their roots! I have been wandering outside for a long time. Before I die, I hope to return to my hometown to pay homage to my master and parents."

"It's human nature! It seems that you have never been able to integrate with the locals. Is this a good thing? It's not a bad thing either!" The old blind man shook his head.

The butcher nodded and said slowly: "I have always understood where my roots are!"......

A high-rise building in Central, the branch of the Hong Kong Black Dragon Club.

Harada Jounin and Watanabe Jiro stepped into a living room on the top floor with embarrassed expressions.

This living room has a typical Oriental style, with lattice sliding doors, paper fans, ukiyo-e paintings, tea sets, calligraphy and paintings, samurai swords, straw mats, etc.

Neat and Zen-like, the space is filled with natural tones.

Go through the living room and come to the quiet room.

The maid in kimono slowly opened the lattice door, bowed and stepped back.

In the quiet room, a skinny old man was facing the door, his back to Harada Jounin and Watanabe Jiro.

The two of them took a step forward and immediately knelt on the ground, their heads buried in their arms.

"Sir! We failed!" Harada Jounin whispered, his whole body nervous.

The scrawny old man slowly turned around. He sat cross-legged on the straw mat, overlooking the two people on the ground.

This old man has white hair and temples, withered cheeks, and a rotten smell spreading across his facial features. However, his eyes are different, with a sharp light deep in them.

The person in charge of the Hong Kong Black Dragon Club, Renren——Inoue Satoshi.

This is an old immortal figure who has lived for many years. He is proficient in ninjutsu and has a terrifying realm.

Inoue Satoshi's eyes fell on Harada Jonin. He glanced at it for a few times and shook his head slightly, with a trace of disappointment on his face.

"Failed? How is Akino?" Inoue Tomoe said in a deep voice.

Harada's heart trembled. He immediately lay down on the ground, kowtowed and said: "Sir, Akino's cultivation has been abolished."

These words fell into Tomo Inoue's ears, and the old man's face immediately darkened.

His eyes shifted and fell on Jiro Watanabe, with a sinister look on his face.

Watanabe Jiro was sweating profusely. He murmured for a long time and told the general situation of the matter intermittently.

After he finished speaking, Watanabe Jiro fell prone on the ground, like an ostrich.

Inoue Satoshi slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened his eyes and regained his composure.

"Go down! You should be punished for your crime! I want to know all the information about those two enemies." Inoue Chi said coldly.

"Yes!" Jounin Harada and Jiro Watanabe agreed in unison, kowtowed, and then slowly stood up and stepped back cautiously.

Soon, the two of them retreated outside, and Harada Jounin quietly closed the lattice door.

After the two of them walked a certain distance, they breathed a long sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other and saw the look of joy in each other's eyes.

At this moment, suddenly, a voice came clearly to the ears of the two of them, "Three days! There are still details about the car king. If you can't do it, just go back to the countryside!"
Chapter completed!