Obviously, Ah Wei, who has become a wilting rooster, doesn't think that his hands are worth 30 million, and his body is hot, and he has wet his pants. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The urine flowed down his trouser leg to the ground, and Wang Weihao took a step back to the side in disgust, throwing Ah Wei, who was already dead, aside. frowned slightly, and then said loudly: "His hand, three million is not worth it, but your hand, thirty million I am out!" ”

There was an uproar on the field.

Then, a man in black walked out from behind carrying a suitcase. The heavy suitcase was placed on the table and opened with two "pops", instantly blinding the eyes of a table of people: the whole box of gold bars!

"The cash is too heavy, and the check is afraid that you will not believe it, and gold is the most reliable." Wang Weihao said, and pushed the box in front of the baseball cap man.

Although the baseball cap man was a little surprised by the young man's actions. He really didn't cut off his hands for money, it's just that there is no such thing as money. So, with a "thank you" look, he closed the box with his white hand.

At the same time, Ah Wei, who trembled and knew that his hand had been saved, hurriedly packed the gambling money won by the man in the baseball cap, almost crawled to his lap, and handed it over.

"Good work." The baseball cap actually squeezed out a smile at Ah Wei.

In everyone's amazement, the man in the baseball cap carried a suitcase in one hand and a blood on the other arm, and the end of the severed limb was still bleeding, so he bled all the way out of the gate.

After the baseball cap man left, Wang Weihao whispered to the man in black beside him: "Go and check what the origin of this man is." ”

Wang Weihao's words fell, he looked at Ah Wei, who was like a puddle of mud, and said with disgust: "Chop off both of his hands!" ”

Ah Wei thought that he had saved his hand, and he was panting there, but he didn't want to, and the final result was that both hands had to be chopped, and for a while, his eyes were already black, and he almost fainted.

Suddenly, Wang Weihao made a stop when the man in black was about to step forward. In my ears, a sharp wind swept by. As soon as Wang Weihao raised his hand, a red invitation card was sandwiched between his fingers.

On the red invitation, a hand-painted orchid is particularly eye-catching.

"This old man in old clothes, what kind of nerves do you have!" Wang Weihao took the invitation card in his hand, thinking of the situation three years ago, when he was tied up in his garden by Yan Lao and forced to join another teacher, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Thinking so, I decided that this time I would never be tortured by that old man again.

Flipping through the invitation card at will, Wang Weihao found that the invitation card was printed with a key-shaped jade pendant, on which there was a dragon head and dragon claws, a leopard body with a pierced back, and a huge long tail The image of a strange beast is lifelike.

Prison Bull Lock Dragon Key?!

This time, Elder Yan's invitation, the bet turned out to be the key to the prison cow lock dragon. This gambling guy is playing big.

Wang Weihao's eyes lit up, and when he closed the invitation, white smoke was already rising from his hand, and the invitation soon burned and turned into ashes.

Ah Wei, who was sitting on the ground and waiting for death, looked at this man like Night Shura, his originally gloomy face, raised a more weird smile, and then left, not knowing whether to be glad that he had saved his hands, or to worry that his life would be more difficult in the future.

……

In a quiet alley not far from the casino, the man in a baseball cap puts down his heavy suitcase. Because of the pain, beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead, and his face was not very good-looking.

But when I thought that a month ago, I had lost my right hand for a few gold bars, and today I was able to exchange my left hand for a box of gold, and my inner desire swelled again.

He took out a piece of animal skin from his pocket and shook it off gently, and the man in the baseball cap recited the mantra in his heart in the faint light of the street lamp.

After a few seconds of death-like silence, the man in the baseball cap only felt that the blood in his whole body began to boil, tingling, expanding, and scorching, one by one, as if a giant beast was struggling to break out of his body. But it is like being in an ice cellar, frozen and unable to struggle.

Then, at the severed limb of the left arm, the blood began to coagulate, and the skin around it spread strangely, as if the new shoots of the branches in the spring were incomparably tender and white.

The pain intensified, as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at his body, and the crackling sound of brittle bones penetrated into the ears of the man in the baseball cap.

Broken limbs are reborn, and long bones are the most painful stage. The man in the baseball cap even suspected that the newly grown bones were reassembled by bruising other bones in his body, otherwise, why would there be a sharp pain of all the bones in the body? Come to think of it, the pain of Ling Chi in ancient times is nothing more than that.

After more than ten minutes, the boiling blood began to slowly calm down, and the baseball cap man's body was all soaked with sweat. In the moonlight, a white and delicate hand looks particularly dazzling.

"That's a couple." The man in the baseball cap pursed his lips lightly, put his two hands together in front of his eyes, and laughed at himself slightly.

"Yunsang."

A distant voice came, and it seemed to be in the ear, and the baseball cap man was agitated and nervous.

He was nervous not entirely because the voice came suddenly, but because no one had called him by his real name for many years.

Even people who know him only call him Yun San, not only because he is the third in the family, but also because "Sang" and "San" are homophonic. Over time, Yun Sang himself almost forgot his real name.

Moreover, in this city, he is like an underground rat, and no one knows who he really is and where he comes from.

Look around, there is no one. But the aftermath of this voice still lingered in my ears and could not be dispersed for a long time. So much so that Yun San would not suspect that he had heard it wrong.

"Who are you? How do you know my name? Yun San looked around in horror and shouted into the air in a hoarse voice.

"Hahahaha......"

In the air, there was a refreshing laughter. This laughter should have come from a Sven person, but because it came out of thin air, it looked particularly terrifying in Yun San's ears.

He was originally domineering in the casino, but for some reason, his heart has been curling up and retreating at the moment.

"Who the hell are you? Come out! ”

Didn't get a response. The aftermath of laughter lingered for a long time.

The man in the baseball cap looked down at his pair of white and delicate hands, and his whole heart rose to his throat.

Then, by the light of the moon, a thin shadow appeared on the ground.

People, right behind you!

"Hehehaha......" Yun San suddenly laughed: "It's time to come, it's still here." After that, he turned around and saw a well-dressed man with a delicate face appear in the dark.

Although the man is thin, he has a strong aura. So much so that the dark alley instantly became magnificent because of his appearance. The corners of his mouth hung with a vague smile, but it was not kind, as if the ancient gentleman was laughing at the people and things in front of him at the moment.