Chapter 182 Senior Sister

"Why, are you also interested in antiques?" Song Yan asked with a smile, but he wondered in his heart, does this woman also know that the tomb that Zhang Tiezhu robbed belonged to a cultivator?

Hearing this, the red-haired woman's face suddenly sank, and she scolded: "If you want to hand it over, where does all the nonsense come from!"

"How can this beautiful lady be a thief?" Song Yan had a playful look on his face. Guns are a big threat to warriors, but to innate warriors, they are no longer a threat. As for Song Yan, pistols There is no threat at all, as long as he wants, he can shoot down the pistols in the hands of the three men in minutes.

He deliberately pretended to be controlled, but just wanted to take their words.

Hearing Song Yan's teasing words, the red-haired woman's face turned black: "Amin, give this kid a mouth and let him not talk nonsense!"

"Yes."

The man who pointed the gun at Song Yan's head grinned grimly and slapped Song Yan's cheek with a slap.

"I wanted to talk to you more, but since you don't want to, then I won't force it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Song Yan suddenly shot.

The man only felt the flowers in front of his eyes, and the gun in his hand had changed hands. At the same time, a palm patted his chest, and then his body flew out like a broken kite. At the same time, two coins flew out. , went straight to knock out the guns in the hands of the other two men, Fu Qingfeng and Han Dongshan shot almost in no particular order, and the man was also knocked away by their punches.

The pistol was turned in Song Yan's hand, and the muzzle was aimed at the red-haired woman. He looked at the red-haired woman playfully, and said slowly: "Now, I will ask, you will answer, your answer satisfied me, I will let you go, if you are not satisfied, there will be punishment, what is the specific punishment, we will study it after you ask!"

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes: "What do you want to ask?"

"Tell me, who are you?"

Hesitation flashed in the red-haired woman's eyes.

Song Yan said with a half-smile, "Don't think about it for too long. If it exceeds three seconds, I will be dissatisfied."

"I'm an antique dealer."

"Second question, do you know whose tomb Zhang Tiezhu stole?"

"do not know."

"The third question, how much do you know about the antiques that Zhang Tiezhu shot?"

"not sure."

Song Yan's expression suddenly turned cold: "The three questions are vague, let alone satisfy me, do you think I'm joking with you?"

"boom!"

A bullet exploded at the foot of the red-haired woman, and the other person's body trembled subconsciously.

Immediately, the red-haired woman yelled at Song Yan angrily, "Song Yan, don't go too far!"

"Hey, you actually know me!" Song Yan looked at her unexpectedly, then walked towards her.

The red-haired woman knew that she had lost her words, and her face became very ugly.

"What do you want to do?" Looking at Song Yan walking in front of her, the red-haired woman took a step back subconsciously.

"Don't move, let me see what you look like?" While speaking, Song Yan reached out and took off the sunglasses from the red-haired woman's face. Suddenly, a coquettish face of Yishen Yixi appeared in front of him.

Song Yan couldn't help feeling his eyes light up, nodded and said, "It's pretty! Why do you cover your face so that I think you're ugly!"

"You are ugly, your whole family is ugly!" the red-haired woman said angrily.

"Okay, let's get down to business! How did you know me?" Song Yan's eyes were fixed on each other.

Feeling Song Yan's gaze, the red-haired woman felt as if she was about to be seen through. She couldn't help but feel a little flustered. Suddenly, her heart moved: "I have seen the news of the hijacking incident, so I know you."

Song Yan smiled: "Since you know about the hijacking incident, you should know that among the terrorists who were killed by me, there were three innate masters. I dare not kill you?"

Speaking of this, Song Yan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a powerful momentum with a bloody smell enveloped the red-haired woman. Last night, the Fu family opened a killing ring and killed so many people. , Song Yan naturally also had a bloody smell on his body.

How could the red-haired woman bear the oppression of Song Yan's imposing manner, her face turned extremely pale, and her eyes were even more frightened, she stepped back again and again, and shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I It's Xiang Feifei's senior sister!"

"Xiang Feifei's senior sister? Are you from the Xuannv Sect?" Song Yan looked at the red-haired woman in surprise, and put away his aura.

Feeling the loss of momentum, the red-haired woman's body softened and she almost fell to the ground. She took a few breaths to calm herself down. She stared at Song Yan with a complicated expression. How did this kid grow up so fast? The innate master.

"Answer my question!" Song Yan asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I am indeed from the Xuannv Sect."

"Then have you tracked down any clues about Zhang Tiezhu?" Song Yan continued to ask.

"There are some, but I won't tell you?" the red-haired woman sneered.

"Your life is in my hands, why didn't you tell me?"

The red-haired woman said nervously, "Just because I am Xiang Feifei's senior sister!"

"You are Xiang Feifei's senior sister and what does it have to do with me?" Song Yan sneered.

"My family Feifei likes you, so you should have a crush on her too!" The red-haired woman stared at Song Yan and said.

Song Yan smiled disdainfully: "As far as I know, a disciple of your Xuannv Sect can't get emotional with a man. Once he gets emotional, he will break his power. I have long suspected Xiang Feifei's motive for approaching me. The reason why I didn't expose her is because For everyone's sake, if you still can't satisfy me, I really don't mind killing you!"

"...You...!" The red-haired woman was furious.

But then she smiled proudly: "You only know one thing and don't know the other, our Xuannv Sect disciples really can't have feelings for men, but that is the premise of Xuannv Jie breaking through to the sixth floor. The sixth floor has no effect, and our family's Feifei is retreating to break through the sixth floor!"

"Don't talk to Feifei, I have nothing to do with her." Song Yan's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Really? If Feifei hears your words, will it be very sad?" The red-haired woman smiled even more.

"What does it have to do with me if she's sad? Come on, don't challenge my patience!"

"Why don't we cooperate!" The red-haired woman suddenly suggested.

"Don't you think your idea is a little whimsical?" Song Yan said angrily.

"Why not? Although I don't know Zhang Tiezhu's whereabouts, I have already investigated the approximate location of the tomb he stole. If you agree to cooperate with me and get three or seven points, I will tell you."

"Who is three and who is seven?" Song Yan asked.

"Of course it's me, seven, three!" the red-haired woman said as a matter of course.

Song Yan hesitated: "Okay, I can promise you, but it's me, seven and three!"

"No, at most six or four!"

"I am six and you are four?"

"You four!" The red-haired woman gritted her teeth.

"Then let's just five or five, everyone won't suffer!" Song Yan thought for a while.

"Happy cooperation!" The red-haired woman smiled proudly.