There is a street market in Cairo, which is busy from the early morning to the early morning every day, and it seems that there is no time to calm down.

Various special crafts, various imitations of fake antiques that specialize in killing the enemy, real or fake gold and silver jewelry, and fragrant barbecue and various flavor snacks, etc., are all available here. Even if you have a way out, your backend is hard enough and you have enough cash on your hands, it is not impossible to take away some contraband from the market directly.

Holding the Bodhi Staff with his left hand and a roasted lamb leg with a fragrant roasted lamb leg with a browned oil in his right hand. Long Shao shook his arms and wandered around the street market. After walking a few steps, he chewed the lamb leg. His chic spirit, his unruly style, and his deliberately open clothes that were large muscles with clear lines like a knife and axe exposed, which attracted everyone on the street to look at him.

Such a tall and burly man with a tall and burly appearance can be with a ferocious side. There will definitely be no one within a radius of about meter. Even if water can no longer be poured into other places, the Long Young Master is still very empty.

He ran to the street market at the middle of the night to have fun. Naturally, Young Master Long didn't just want to eat a few bites of mutton, he had his own plan.

The entire western valley of the Kings Valley sank to the ground. This incident alarmed the Egyptian government and also shocked people from all sides of the world. The British Museum was so terrible that many departments that had cooperative relationships with Longmen were nervous. A group of Interpol liaisons rushed to Cairo, first of which they expressed anger at the Tianmen for not informing them of such important information, but the main agenda was quickly shifted to how to deal with this matter.

Mr. Long's way of thinking is also a bit different from that of normal people. In the iron triangle of the three of them, it seemed that Wenwen's head was slightly normal. The reason why Wenwen's brain was not said to be normal is because a beautiful little girl, who has been shorter than her since she was eleven years old, and she has a wrinkled Fang Wen, who is like a monkey, and she is not very handsome, and she has a bad temper and wrinkled face. It's not normal, right?

In short, when the head of Longmen and the liaison officer of Interpol began to discuss the aftermath measures, Long Shao rushed into the conference room with the suitcase-type nuclear bomb he bought from the black market. He used his Buddhist nature as a monk and his sense of responsibility as a senior police officer to swear that this nuclear bomb was snatched from Feng Yuan, the eldest son of Feng Yuan. He cited the fact that he had a conflict with Feng Yuan in the West Valley of the Emperor Valley, and vividly described how he sneaked into the camp of Tianmen and took the nuclear bomb away from Feng Yuan's tent.

Of course, Mr. Long also has a killer weapon, which is a hand-painted painting similar to a photo, with Feng Yuan’s true face! It must be admitted that although Mr. Long is big and thick, his hand-painting is very exquisite.

After the Interpol liaison officer rushed back to the headquarters and asked the headquarters to issue an international red warrant immediately, Long Shaoxin threw the nuclear bomb that he had spent a lot of money to the liaison officers for safekeeping, and rushed out of the hotel and wandered around. Of course, before leaving, he had not forgotten to kick Feng Yuan's butt hard: "I think the collapse of the Emperor Valley is closely related to these nuclear bombs. I think it's all about it with my butt. In addition to the nuclear bombs, do you think that in ancient times, the Egyptians with bare butts could have a way to sink such a large piece of land?"

He accused Feng Yuan of his fault to death, and Young Master Long patted his butt and left.

Lu Fang and others, who knew the origin of the nuclear bomb, had a friendly and enthusiastic exchange with the liaison officers, and they used teacups to block the corners of their twitching mouths. Well, the people from Tianmen who were hurting them anyway... Lu Fang and the others were not pedantic and righteous gentlemen, and they didn't care about so much if they wronged Feng Yuan. It was a good thing to be able to deal with the nuclear bomb in a safe way. They could not bring this thing back when they returned to their country, and they would definitely be scolded.

He didn't kill Feng Yuan, but he also cheated him hard, especially exposing Feng Yuan's true face to the Interpol. Young Master Long felt so happy, just like a handful of ice bean paste stuffed into his heart in the summer. How could it be a heart-wrenching comfort and comfort.

"It feels so good! This time I've pleased the foreigners of the Interpol. He ***. When will I be seconded to the Interpol? Tsk, then you don't have to be verbally whispered by those old ghosts." He bit his lamb leg hard, chewed a piece of sheep bone and meat and swallowed it into his stomach. Mr. Long laughed proudly. He hurt Feng Yuan and got in love with the Interpol. He showed his shrewdness and ability in front of the liaison officers. He left a deep impression on them. Mr. Long is really amazing!

Be proud, be proud, be proud!

Young Master Long smiled so much that his eyelids trembled. He took a few bites to gnaw the lamb leg clean and threw the sheep bones on the ground. He walked to the door of a barbecue restaurant not far ahead, spilled a handful of US dollars, and picked up the largest and fattest lamb leg.

The boss of the butcher shop laughed, and Mr. Long spilled at least ten times the extra money.

Mr. Long laughed, he spent money so generously these days. The first time he sent him to Egypt was a very capable disciple of Longmen. He sold the speedboats and gunboats that Mr. Long had robbed all the way on the black market in a week, and Mr. Long got a lot of money. Therefore, Mr. Long didn't bargain with people at all. I guess the price was spilled with a handful of US dollars and everything was solved. Of course, this also had something to do with him not having any foreign language, but Mr. Long would never admit this.

Walking carelessly in the street market, Young Master Long gnawed his lamb legs.

Four old men wearing ordinary Egyptian local clothes walked towards Long Shao from four directions. They walked easily through the crowd like swimming fish, almost at the same time. There was no murderous aura leaking, nor any wind sounds. The unique "bone-transparent spurs" of the four wind gates rippled a hazy green shadow, which stabbed Long Shao hard on both kidneys, the middle of the spine, and the heart of the chest.

The bone-like spur is three feet long, and the thickest handle is only the thickness of willow leaves. It has small scale-like protrusions throughout the body, which contains strange poison. The bone-like spur is made of special alloys and is extremely sharp and can easily penetrate the steel plate without breaking the slightest edge. The sting body has no blood grooves. Once it pierces into the human body and is stimulated by the heat and blood, the scale-like protrusions will open immediately, releasing the poison inside, and at the same time, it is trapped with the surrounding flesh, making it extremely difficult to pull out. In the hands of the disciples of the Fengmen, the bone-like spur is a peerless weapon that makes warriors all over the world frightened. Every year, several warriors with extremely high cultivation die under the bone-like spur.

This time, the one who took action was not the elite disciples responsible for assassination of the Fengmen, but the elders of the four Fengmen Elders Group, who were all masters of Mr. Feng Da’s generation.

Fast, indescribably fast. Even Young Master Long had been on guard. Before he could react, his skin had already felt a cold breath from the bone spurs.

Four bone-transmitting pierced penetration through Long Shao's clothes and almost touched his body.

The Long Shao's body twisted strangely, and the developed muscles on his body suddenly atrophy. The muscles and skin tightly pressed against the bones. He had turned into a big golden skeleton frame.

Mr. Long is betting that he is betting that these elders of the Fengmen will never waste even a trace of their strength to kill someone. These old monsters who have been immersed in martial arts for decades have reached a level of shocking grasp of their strength. When they have the confidence to kill with one blow, they will never waste their strength.

He won the bet. The four bone-transmitting spurs continued to stab forward three inches, and then stopped suddenly. The Long Master's muscles also contracted three inches, and the bone-transmitting spurs stopped against his skin.

"Hehe!" Mr. Long smiled grimly.

The fourth elder of Fengmen snorted coldly, and with his hands trembled, he was about to shoot out the bone-transmitting spurs as hidden weapons.

But the Dragon Master was faster. He swung his left hand and the Bodhi Staff brought a green wave of light and quickly turned around his body. The bone-transmitting spurs were smashed into pieces by the Bodhi Staff. A mysterious Buddhist magical qi with a faint sandalwood and the fragrance of the Bodhi tree, instantly invaded the arm meridians of the fourth elder of the Fengmen. This is one of the unique effects of the Bodhi Staff - Breaking the Gang!

The Buddhist qi emitted through the Bodhi Staff can be like spring breeze and rain, soaking various other alien true qi, hurting people invisibly. Legend has it that after the Buddha Shakyamuni realized the truth under the Bodhi tree, he personally picked a Zen staff made of Bodhi wood, and was blessed by the power of great monks and masters of all generations. Such things do not only represent certain symbols, but have practical infinite power.

The four elders felt that the meridians of the right arm were slurry, and from their shoulders to their fingers seemed to be soaked in a hot spring, so warm and itchy that they couldn't lift. One elder exclaimed: "Thousand Buddhas Bodhi Staff!"

"Hehe!" Mr. Long laughed proudly and said, "Good eyesight!"

With his right hand turned, Young Master Long took out the string of 108 red Buddhist beads from his crotch, and led his magical skills to rush into the Buddhist beads. One by one, a faint red light appeared. He swung the Buddhist beads around and swept them hard, and the Buddhist beads hit the chests of the two elders.

After practicing for decades, the Fengmen Elder who had at least four Yuan liquid injected with the body protection wind power seemed to not exist. The Fengjin was invaded by the Buddhist beads and slammed into their chests.

"Crack", the thoracic vertebrae was shattered. The string of Buddhist beads on Mr. Long's hand was also a Buddhist treasure. They were held in his hand lightly. Once he was infused with Buddhist energy and waved it hard, each one was extremely heavy and extremely powerful. The four Fengmen elders were not careful for a moment, and they did not know that Mr. Long had two Buddhist treasures on his hand, and suffered a great loss on the spot.

The other two elders of the Fengmen helped their fellow disciples up and spitting blood. They didn't care about taboos such as shocking worlds and jumped up dozens of meters high, like two big bats, and slid out lightly. Tens of thousands of people in the street market were terrified, pointing to the sky and shouting, countless flashes flashed, and the brigade of Western tourists howled in great excitement, "God" and "UFO" were all heard.

Mr. Long looked at the elder of Fengmen who had risen into the air and shook his head helplessly. Even if he carried someone, he would never be able to catch up with him. The immortal golden body is good, but the speed is really the kind of tail-padded among various martial arts. He doesn't want to chase him behind someone's butt and eat dust.

"Well, my brother is only half the information he gave? Only four old man from the Fengmen came to sneak attack me, Long Da Jun? Where did the elders of the Yuemen go?" Long Master grabbed his naked forehead and looked around in confusion. "Maybe, those old guys from the Yuemen saw that this young master was wise and powerful, so they were scared, right? Hahaha, that must be the case!"

Young Master Long stood in the middle of the street market and roared to the sky. The roaring sound came, and a rush of rushing wildly on the ground. More than a dozen pedestrians nearby were shaken away. A large area suddenly appeared around him. He made several faces at the pedestrians who were stunned and horrified. Young Master Long also stepped onto the roof of the roadside and strode away. This time he injured two Fengmen elders, and so many pedestrians testified, and his contribution was a lot more. As for the aftermath closure... Isn't there an Interpol liaison officer in Cairo? They happened to wipe their butts!

On the rooftop of a small flat-topped building a hundred meters away, eight elders from the Yuemen looked at Young Master Long with a gloomy face.

"Do we want to chase him?" An elder held the sword in his hand, a little hesitant.

"Do you use our alloy weapons to deal with the Buddhist weapons with wonderful effects in his hands?" Another elder shook his head: "With two treasures protecting the body, it is difficult for us to kill him in a short time. If the dragon disciples in the hotel are alarmed, hum."

"Then?" An elder shook his head and sighed, "I can only give up?"

"Call the current head of Fengmen to find some legendary weapons for us. Seven Stars, Long Yuan, Gan Jiang, Mo Ye, only these weapons can be made." An elder waved his hand and made the alloy sword made of modern technology, and angrily shook the sword into pieces with his palm.

The Long Young Master who had already left the scene did not know that his actions had deeply hurt the proud and sensitive hearts of the eight old men and caused another round of storm.

A month later, a wave of tomb robbery started in mainland China.

However, this has nothing to do with Young Master Long. He didn't know what he had done, so he was successfully transferred to Interpol. The first chapter, goodbye to
Chapter completed!