Zhou Xiaokun didn't know if Qin Dao could win against this old peasant, but he knew that even if Qin Dao didn't win, he would do it himself.

Things have come to this point, it is no longer a matter of whether he can win or not, but what a man should do, Zhou Xiaokun has been a bastard and confused, but he has never regretted this matter, if he sees people like beard indifferent, then what kind of man is he.

"It's good to come!" The old farmer saw Qin Dao rushing over, kicked his legs, and drew a frame in the air with his two arms like swimming dragons, which was strange to say, as this person's body moved violently, there were two snapping sounds on his body like fried beans.

The scar master who had just been carried down heard this movement and screamed directly.

"Eight poles sound! He actually practiced to the eight poles!"

Uncle Thirteen may be the only person who knows what this eight-pole sound is except for Scar Ye, and when he heard someone around him ask, he said quickly: "Eight poles practice eight rings, and if there is a sound, it is a real beginner master, and if there is a sound, it is a genius, and he is estimated to be able to fight two or three special forces now." ”

Uncle Thirteen didn't use a dark description, and directly used special forces as a scale, an ordinary special soldier can beat five or six ordinary people, isn't this old farmer a body that more than a dozen people can't get close to?

Zhou Xiaokun's heart twitched when he heard this on stage, and he wondered if he should quickly call Uncle Wang and use that strength to arrest the beard and the old farmer?

But no one expected the next scene, because there were several bright incandescent lights hanging on the top and around the ring, so the ring was particularly bright. It's just that in this bright hall, the onlookers below felt that their eyes were flickering, as if someone in the ring was holding a mirror to shake their eyes, which made some people can't help but close their eyes.

"Ahh

"Hiss......"

The roar on the stage was intertwined with the sound of everyone gasping in the audience, making these people with closed eyes endure the sourness and quickly open their eyes.

Not only were those people shocked, but Zhou Xiaokun, who was the closest, his eyes widened, what he saw just now, he saw Qin Dao draw his knife, and then a fast light that he couldn't see flashed, and then with two bangs, one of the old farmer's hands fell down.

Zhou Xiaokun felt that this reversal was too magical, he actually thought that Qin Dao could win, but he didn't expect it to be this way.

"Master!" Seeing the old farmer on the stage like this, the beard screamed, the old farmer's sallow face wanted to say that it was okay, but his eyes shrank, and he saw that the beard actually squeezed through the crowd and turned around and ran! Of course he wanted to run, he had noticed earlier that the man next to Zhou Xiaokun was not easy to mess with, and now even his master was not an enemy of a move, so what was he doing here?

He can't do it!

The old farmer never thought that things would turn out like this, Shandong people value affection, which is also the reason why he came over to help his apprentice, but today he broke a hand for this apprentice, this beast didn't care, he turned his head and ran?

The old farmer was also a ruthless man, he didn't care about Qin Dao, jumped straight out of the ring, chased after the beard in three or two strokes, and kicked it at the back of the beard.

The beard felt a pain in his back, and when he wanted to turn back, he really had no strength, when he heard two words from behind him that gritted his teeth, "Brute!"

These two are like his epitaphs, they are the last two words he heard in his life, he knows that before his consciousness disappears completely, this beard is still regretting, if there is a next life, he must not do this business, no, he must not provoke that Xiaoqi, let alone the person named Zhou Xiaokun.

The beard straightened and fell forward, I don't know who started to say a word of murder, and then the crowd began to mess up, but fortunately, a security guard came out, and then Uncle Thirteen took the microphone and yelled several times, which made the scene calm down a little.

"I lost. ”

The old farmer pressed the wound on his wrist with his other hand, and when he leaned over and said this, he looked like he was a teenager old.

"This ......" Zhou Xiaokun scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and also got off the stage and said, "It's not that you lost, after all, Qin Dao used a knife." ”

"Qin Dao?" The old farmer glanced at the Qin Dao that looked as tall as a green pine in the ring, and then laughed and said: "Good name, with a knife in the name, people are more into the knife, I don't lose a loss." The old farmer was free and easy, but the more this happened, the more embarrassed Zhou Xiaokun became.

"Mr. Wu, I'm still really embarrassed, Qin Dao doesn't know the rules, he uses a knife, look at this ......"

"He doesn't understand the rules?" The old farmer looked at Zhou Xiaokun like a fool when he heard this, "I think you don't understand the rules, what kind of place is this, underground boxing stadium, black boxing, no rules of fighting, as long as you don't use firearms, cold weapons can be used casually, I am the shelf of Baji, of course I use boxing, but I can't ask others to use boxing too." ”

Uncle Thirteen also came to the old farmer's side at this time, nodded and said yes to Zhou Xiaokun, which made Zhou Xiaokun feel relieved.

He glanced at the motionless beard lying on the ground and said, "Mr. Wu, what do you think of us?"

"If I lose, it's naturally yours, it's okay to follow the rules of the rivers and lakes, it's okay to follow your rules, if you become a king or lose, what is there to say. ”

Zhou Xiaokun glanced at Uncle Thirteen, Uncle Thirteen thought for a moment and said: "This matter was originally the Liang Zi with the beard, since he has been punished as he deserves, then this matter has passed, although Mr. Wu lost, but also lost a hand, or this matter will just pass?

Zhou Xiaokun was about to burrow into the ground when he heard this, this thirteenth uncle is so shameless, he doesn't know each other yet, make a friend, Qin Dao cut off everyone's hands, it's good if this old farmer doesn't go crazy and hold grudges.

But what he didn't expect was that the old farmer seemed to be relieved, and he was lucky to lose a hand when he got into the ring, the most important thing was that he had an appointment with Zhou Xiaokun was a life and death fight, and both sides put cruel words, if he came according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, his life would be Zhou Xiaokun's.

"Okay, if I can still come out, please go to Shandong and drink my own sorghum wine! The old farmer struggled to squeeze out a smile.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Xiaokun asked.

"Killing people pays for life, although this beast deserves to die, but I killed him in front of everyone, it will naturally not end well, Brother Zhou, I have something here, and I want to trouble you to go to the Wu family in Liangshan, Shandong to help me send it down in the future, I don't know if it can?"

The old farmer took out a cloth bag from his arms with his other hand and handed it to Zhou Xiaokun heavily.

Zhou Xiaokun looked at this old man and felt a little heroic twilight, and hurriedly guaranteed to deliver it.

"Okay, today is also a good day, Brother Qin, the old boy is old, I don't know if I can drink one with you?" Zhou Xiaokun beckoned Qin Dao to come down, and said a little apologetically: "Qin Dao is not good at words, but I agreed for him when it comes to drinking!"

The old farmer said yes, he looked Qin Dao up and down, in fact, he didn't say a word just now, even if Qin Dao didn't use a knife, he was definitely not an opponent, but Qin Dao used the most convenient method to solve the game, if Qin Dao was willing, the hand he fell off could also be replaced with his head.

Qin Dao is still so powerful, now looking at Qin Dao is almost a subordinate of Zhou Xiaokun, so what is the origin of Zhou Xiaokun this time? The old farmer didn't dare to think deeply, in fact, this was why he killed Lao Hu in public, if he didn't give Zhou Xiaokun an explanation, even if Zhou Xiaokun forgave himself, the forces behind him would not let the Shandong Wu family exist.

Uncle Thirteen beckoned a few of them to the front, and also found someone to pick up the old farmer's hand, although everyone didn't speak, they were all waiting for a while.

"This ...... This kid ......"

The rich second generation from Guangdong now feels a little panicked, Zhou Xiaokun who he knew from Tang Yingying before is a rich dick, how can there be such a powerful person around him?

"Cut, it's not that he's powerful, husband, don't be afraid. ”

"Smack!" Yan Yu gave Tang Yingying a slap with his backhand, "It's all to blame you, if it weren't for you, how could I have offended him?

"Didn't Xiao Kun tell Uncle Thirteen that Zhou that you can return the money. Tang Yingying, who was covering her face, argued in a low voice.

"What do you know, you dare to ask for this money! I want you to ask for it!" Yan Yusheng was afraid that Zhou Xiaokun would react and make trouble for himself, so he slipped away like Jesse.

Yaoyao is happy now, this time she has made a lot of money with Zhou Xiaokun, then she can buy more bags, two million, she can pick up a sports car! Tang Yingying saw Yaoyao like this, it was sour, she thought that this still can't offend Zhou Xiaokun, what's wrong with herself, as long as she offends Zhou Xiaokun, there will definitely be no good fruit, how many times have she suffered from him, look at other people's cousins, and paste it upside down once, this will make a lot of money.

......

Because the old farmer committed murder in public, JC came very quickly, and when the old farmer drank the third bowl of wine, someone came in and took him and his beard, Zhou Xiaokun and Qin Dao were also considered to be one of the suspects, and they were also taken back.

By the time the transcript was finished, it was already the middle of the night, and the energy of the boxing arena on the thirteenth uncle's side was relatively large, so Qin Dao was not arrested for malice and injury.

When he left the police station, he wanted to inquire about the old farmer, but JC was very impatient, and he died in the territory under his supervision, even if it was a person who committed a heinous crime, it was not a good thing. Zhou Xiaokun is actually quite sorry, the old farmer dares to act, although he was a calf protector at the beginning, but at least he did it very brightly later.

He touched the cloth bag in his hand, and pondered that he would send it to the old farmer after a while.

It's just that he doesn't know how much trouble he caused himself by sending this thing.