Chapter 585 (1/2)
Idleness looked at John with a surprised expression. After a long time, he only looked at John with bursts of guilty heart, that is, his whole body began to sweat out. Then he finally touched his bald head with doubt and murmured.
”How is this possible?”
John was greatly relieved by his question.
In fact, John was really nervous because he saw that he was definitely not an ordinary person to waste this goods.
Moreover, the goods are still bald. Although at present, they haven't done too evil, God knows what will happen later.
Anyway, in John's feeling, bald head means it's hard to mess with!
Don't you see, in those blockbusters made in Western Hollywood, most of the tough guys appear in the image of bald heads, which is called violence.
Although John is a practitioner, he also has his own hobbies, and watching movies is one of his hobbies.
So in his mind, he has a special feeling for bald head.
The performance of wasting just now undoubtedly put a weight on his thought that he had a certain tendency.
Because each one has a Yijiao with a weight of one kilogram, wasting is actually lifting weights. If you pick it up easily, well, this can also be explained by the greater wasted strength.
The burning temperature on the Yi corner, but what's the matter?
If it wasn't for the palm, the scorched scars were still there. If it wasn't for the nose, you could still smell the aroma of barbecue. John even felt that what he had just seen was an illusion.
Moreover, if you are an ordinary person, how can you get into this sea of fire?
How can you suddenly appear here without any awareness?
Therefore, after thinking a lot, he had his own inference. The bald brother in front of him was definitely the existence of a super ox fork.
And he spoke Chinese again, so a message immediately appeared in his mind.
Is he a cultivator in the east?
John's heart trembled at the thought.
A very long memory was instantly reflected in his heart.
When he was very young and his grandfather was still alive, he once told him a story.
At that time, old John stroked the empty long sleeve on his right with his only remaining hand. The deep wrinkles on his face were like the sea of fear.
In the old turbid eyes, there is a terrible fear and fear.
Even the voice brings an unspeakable regret and annoyance.
”Little John, do you know how grandpa lost his hand?”
Of course John shook his head and looked at grandpa with an ignorant face.
Old John did not sell off, but said after a slight sigh: ”that was many years ago, Grandpa went to a mysterious and ancient country. That country is also the only country in the world inherited by an ancient civilization. However, in that country, there are countless wealth and exciting treasures.”
At this point, the fear in his eyes faded a little, revealing a touch of excitement.
”Those treasures are really beautiful. People admire the complexity of their craft and the excellence of their art, which are beyond imagination. Moreover, the dignified breath precipitated by their years also makes people want to take them as their own.”