Chapter 199 A Big Short's Prisoner

• To be able to teach a grandson like Tony, Tony’s grandfather was naturally a master. A faint smile appeared at the corner of Leonard’s lips. Then, he walked in swaggeringly as if he hadn’t noticed anything. Under the old tree in the yard, an older man squatted there, smoking. The moment Leonard stepped in, he felt like he was being constantly scrutinized from tip to toe. Tony came to the older man with excitement and squatted down beside him. “Grandpa, I’m back.” At this time, Leonard felt that the feeling of being peeked disappeared. The older man touched Tony’s head and smiled, showing two yellow teeth. “You have broken through the Strength Realm. That’s my grandson. You’re amazing.” Tony gave his grandfather a hug and then stood up. At this time the older man fell his eyes upon Leonard again, and his brows furrowed slightly. He actually couldn’t see through Leonard. “Tony, why don’t you introduce him?” The older man said.
• “This is my boss, Leonard Santos. Didn’t you ask me to find someone to be with after I leave the mountain…” Tony said in detail. “It turns out you are Tony’s boss.” The older man’s rickety back slowly became straight as he stood up slowly. The moment he stood up completely, a powerful aura was given off from his body. At this moment, a high mountain seemed to appear in front of Leonard, which was majestic, making people look up. “Fist Spirit!” Two words suddenly popped into Leonard’s mind. When people often visualized something in their minds, it would eventually be condensed into the Fist Spirit. When the Fist Spirit emerged, or even just by the Fist Spirit, it could suppress a person’s mind and heart. This was a method only owned by a Grand Master.
• turned out to be a Grand Master Realm master. “I don’t know how you made my grandson. willing to be with you. But I want to see if you are worthy.” The older man’s voice sounded. It was so deep that it reached Leonard’s deep inside. The murderous intention rushed toward Leonard. If he were an ordinary person, he would be so shaken that he would vomit blood. Even a martial artist of the Transformation Realm couldn’t withstand such a powerful aura. However, Leonard just smiled faintly and took a step forward gently. He thumped the ground with his feet. A roar sounded in the older man’s ears. The mountain condensed by his Fist Spirit began to shake continuously, and cracks appeared one after another. “What?” The older man widened his eyes.