Chapter Ninety-Two: Still Fighting
"Bang-"
Qian Chuanzi slapped the iron cup on the table and stopped moving. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The bandits gasped and almost got out of breath, so even if you can't win, you'll have a fancy shelf.
The old man on the other side smiled disdainfully and slowly stood up: "Former people, don't let your eyes be in space, and the old man who left his fingers doesn't want your life." β
Gou Zhi couldn't help but stick his palm to his body.
Unlike last year, this time I couldn't enter the door with a weapon, so the brothers chose short soldiers and hid them in their clothes. Just wait for the owner of the village to wave his hand, and they will rush forward.
Wei Jingtian didn't move at all, not that she had confidence in Qian Chuanzi, and she couldn't think of any ability to turn the tables, but she could see that although Qian Chuanzi's face was dignified, there was no decline, maybe this guy still had a future.
Look at it, there are people around the left and right, and delaying for a while won't hinder her from cutting people.
From the moment she stepped here, there was no doubt that this realm was her rivalry.
After the old man finished speaking, he couldn't help frowning when he saw that the money string was not moving.
The middle-aged man also saw that the weather was calm, and he frowned even more.
Qian Chuanzi smiled slightly, it was easy to get serious, and that confident smile had a different style.
Wei Jingtian said secretly, it's a pity, his daughter-in-law is not here, otherwise he can roll a few more laps at night.
"Old man, I'm afraid that the master will win you, so you can't wait to slip away? Hehe, don't worry, Lao Tzu doesn't want your fingers, Lao Tzu wants your life! β
The old man's face changed suddenly, and his eyes looked as if he was going to kill Qian Chuanzi, and he slowly sat back, leaning back in the chair, raising his chin high, and lowering his eyes, as if he wanted to appreciate how Qian Chuanzi died.
That cold momentum...
Wei Jingtian frowned slightly, this old man has definitely killed people with his own hands, and there is more than one.
Qian Chuanzi shouted: "Brothers, look at it." β
The bandits craned their necks and looked under his hands.
I saw him suddenly lift the iron cup, and on the tableβ
Empty!
Shake the iron cup againβ
Not even a grain of sand fell!
Gou Zhi shouted hello, and everyone responded.
"Old man, no matter how good you are, there is still a pile of ashes left, but my brother has no ashes. Who wins and who loses is obvious to all. β
"Get out of the casino!"
"Title deed! Title deed! β
"Take it out!"
The old man couldn't sit still, and suddenly stood up and stared at the money strings.
"You stole the dice."
Qian Chuanzi laughed, returned to his usual indecent appearance, and rolled his eyes: "Did you see it?" β
The old man's face was extremely ugly, he didn't see it!
According to the rules of the industry, as long as it is not recognized, whoever has the highest means will naturally win. Out of the thousands? It's not a serious way to play if he breaks the dice, and it's understandable that the money string steals the dice.
Butβ
He has long been accustomed to smooth sailing, and he has to be valued by nobles, what are the rules? The rules are him.
"Boy, dare grandpa to get an axe, leave your life today!"
The middle-aged man upstairs glanced at the thugs in short clothes in the casino, and quietly surrounded a group of water bandits.
Wei Jingtian is still playing with the fan, and he looks very bored.
"That man, you say, who won this game?"
A low, hoarse voice rang out.
The middle-aged man sneered and looked at her with disdain.
"I'm still too young, I think Zhang Luo can make a world out of the world, young man, teach you to be obedient and enter this realm," the middle-aged man pointed to his feet: "I have to listen to grandpa and me." β
It's good, her grandfather is long gone, I'll send you on your way now.
The thugs quickly surrounded and watched.
Wei Jingtian motioned for Qian Chuanzi to retreat behind her, and said lightly: "After playing for so long, it's time to get down to business." Obediently hand over the field, you live. If you don't pay it, then die. β
"Ho, what a big breath, you-"
Before he finished speaking, Wei Jingtian turned over to the back of the big chair, stretched out his feet and kicked up, and the hundred-pound sunken wooden chair rolled and smashed to the second floor.
"Bang-bang-"
Fortunately, the middle-aged man was shocked when he saw that the railing where he was standing was broken and the floor was smashed.
It turned out to be hard stubble, the middle-aged man said in his heart, fortunately, he was alert, and he asked people to move the rescuers at the beginning.
As everyone knows, his rescuer was knocked unconscious before he went out, and he was planted headfirst in a flower pot at the door.
It's no wonder that the people in Cangya Mountain are ruthless, this kid felt that someone was going to stop him, and he didn't even look at the throat of the person with the knife in his sleeve.
It can be seen that this thing has been done a lot, and it has been happily turned into a potted plant.
There must be no problems in this field, the middle-aged man signaled, and an eagle-eyed old man who followed him step by step flew down from the second floor and landed directly in front of Wei Jingtian.
Sure enough, there was something strange about this casino. With this kind of skill, how can he be a guard for an ordinary gambling house owner, even those ministers must be treated as guests.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he fanned a little: "This old man belongs to me, and I will solve it quickly." β
"Yes!"
With a bang, all the men pulled out pieces of short knives from behind their backs, from their arms or from their legs, and raised them in unison, with a cold light.
The middle-aged man couldn't stop inhaling.
"You, you can't rob it?"
"No," Wei Jingtian was still indifferent: "We have also kept your rules, but the dragon has crossed the river but still won't let it, hehe, morality, we have done our best." Since you don't know how to be interesting, don't blame the knife for not having long eyes. β
"Who are you?"
Wei Jingtian smiled slightly, and the big fan unfolded.
"One Knife Hall."
I saw the black side of the big fan, and the three big characters of the white flower - a knife hall. On the white side, there are three big characters in black and bright - it is also a knife hall.
One Knife Hall? Haven't heard of it. It must be outsiders who have come to expand the territory.
"A word of advice, a certain field is not something that any cat or dog can choose, you-"
"Hugh wants to talk nonsense, let's fight."
The middle-aged man who was slapped in the face finally couldn't say any more, and waved his hand: "Leave them all behind." β
This means that they will be destroyed completely.
The water bandits sneered, their tone was not small, even your emperor can't eat us, how big can you fart with a little lice?
The eagle-eyed old man pounced on the sky, one hand stretched into the shape of eagle claws, one running to the eyes, and the other to the heart.
"Kill."
The fan of the sky was unfurled, and the eagle-eyed old man was confronted. Others have also found their own opponents.
Qian Chuanzi shouted: "That old man is mine!" β
The crowd gave him the old man who gambled with him.
The gamblers were so frightened that they wanted to flee, and when they slipped to the door, they found that the front and back doors were locked from the outside, and they had no choice but to huddle in groups in unobstructed corners.
A few bold people swallowed saliva at the piles of gold and silver tickets on the table, and when they saw that the war could not affect them, they crawled over against the ground and reached out to fish.
Some people were envious when they saw it, and they went to get it themselves, but they didn't have the courage.
Those few who secretly made a windfall don't want to think about it, the doors are blocked, what can they take out?
She turned sideways, dodging the eagle's talons, and one of them suddenly swept sideways in disguise and buckled towards her neck.
"Smack-"
Like the sound of metal clashes.
The eagle-eyed old man was slightly surprised, and looked at the big fan that held his hand, and the fan bones were actually made of stainless steel. Although his hand is unscathed, he can't touch it softly. Then he flipped back, and quickly took a pair of iron finger sleeves from his arms and put them on his hands.
"Truly, the kid didn't expect to kick the iron plate, Truly, wait for grandpa to take you down and make you happy."
The two eagle eyes swept back and forth on Yu Jingtian's head and body.
Wei Jingtian was stunned for a moment and then angry, it turned out to be a crooked! (To be continued.) )