In the huge courtyard, two long tables are placed in the north and south directions, and a short table is placed in the east side.

The table is full of melons, fruits, wine and meat, the vegetables are fragrant, the aroma of wine is overflowing, and the empty people are just waiting for them to enter. Dian Niu moved a small bamboo chair and sat alone in the north corner of the courtyard, like a shopkeeper serving food.

The old man squinted his eyes and scanned the surroundings for a few breaths, didn't look at the pawn cow for a while, snorted coldly, walked to the left side with his hand, sat down near the short table, and half of the brothers who accompanied him also sat down one after another. And the flat-headed young man sat on the right side with his brother without saying a word, just in front of the old man.

On each side, a group of men stood behind them, and a group of men stood guard by the door.

"Brother Hejiu, why don't you sit down?" The flat-headed young man raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Didn't the eight Tai brothers sit down either?" The old man sneered.

"So who do you think will sit today?" The flat-headed young man took a sip of the wine on the table, and frowned slightly after drinking.

The old man just picked up the wine bowl, caught a glimpse of the change on the other side, and slowly put it down, "Do you need to say this, whoever wins will sit." Taiba, don't talk nonsense, how do you want to compare? ”

"Brother Jiu is an elder, how do you compare?"

"Your position is high, you first!" The old man also hummed modestly.

The flat-headed young man groaned slightly, hugging his fists: "Okay, it's better for the younger brother to be respectful than to obey his fate, or the old rules, two wins in three games, first than fists and feet, then than swords, and finally than iron guys, 10 people on each side, with the area in the middle of the wine table as the boundary, ten minutes per game, and whoever stands more in the end wins." If there is a tiebreaker, the two brothers must play. ”

The old man smiled, and did not say it immediately, but changed the topic: "Brother Taiba, I heard that the old man of Yinbang is very close to the South Asian Emperor Group, but is there such a thing?" ”

"Hehe, about the old man Yin, my little brother doesn't dare to ask more. But as long as there is business to do, our old man will not let it go easily. However, your golden boss's appetite is getting better and better, and while digging rocks, he also sells and grows tobacco by the way, harming others and himself! The flat-headed young man said-for-tat.

The old man's eyes flashed slightly, he took out a dry tobacco pouch and lit it, and after a few puffs, "Taiba, Tieling is just a small hill, and the grade of the stones produced is not high. If you give up on your own initiative, I will make the decision and buy all the mines in your Yinbang at double the market price, and I will also give you the mines of Dianniu at this price. ”

"Hahaha! So the old brother calculated that he would lose? The flat-headed young man looked up and laughed.

"Humph! When has Jinbang ever lost? I'm just giving you face, and I don't want to make a big deal on Tieling. The old man snorted coldly.

"Then forget it, we people are all from the knife, from the bullet, if we make a big move, we will do a big fight, I'm not afraid. Dude. People talk a lot when they are old, but is it better than that? ”

"This is your own humiliation. It's up to you, best-of-three games. Begin! The old man slammed the table with his tobacco pouch and turned his head to look at his brother behind him.

A minute later.

Twenty people faced each other in pairs. Standing murderously in the middle of the field.

The old man took out a jar of wine from his coat pocket and poured it, drank two pieces, and slammed the bowl on the short table.

As soon as the bowl shattered, twenty people roared in unison. Fight like a hungry wolf.

Punching and kicking, dodging and moving, howling. The muffled snort and low roar were incessant, and from time to time blood flowers splashed.

The two bigwigs were unmoved, each holding a wine bowl to drink, and from time to time raising a bowl to the other to signal, as if the life and death in the venue had nothing to do with them. At the same time, the people sitting at the table moved their hands and feasted on wine and meat.

Yes~!

With the last scream, less than five minutes later, there was only a tattered silver-collared man standing in the room, covered in blood. The man staggered around the field, and finally sat down on the ground, spitting black blood.

"Brother Jiu, offended!" The flat-headed young man clenched his fists and looked at the old man with a smile.

"A bunch of useless things, drag it down." The old man's face darkened, and he waved his hand at the brother behind him. The division was unfavorable, and he lost the first game. The fist is the root of their fight, if the fist is not hard, how can it level the world? He didn't expect Yinbang's skills to be so much better, and he could easily defeat Jinbang's brothers.

Three brothers came behind the old man, and they quickly dragged the remnants of the defeated soldiers on the ground and threw them aside at the corner of the courtyard wall, and returned to the table again without looking. Yintai Ba's brother also dragged away the brother who had broken his arm and leg on the ground, except for the last person sitting on the ground, who helped him sit at the wine table. Not only did he have wine and meat, but there were also people who bandaged him.

The two bosses waved behind them again.

Twenty more people came to the open space in the center with their heads held high, each holding a long knife, and Yintai Ba's man-made heavy machete, the edge of the knife was painted with silver, and the cold light was shining; Jin Hejiu's man-made long-edged sharp knife, the edge of the knife is plated with a layer of gold, and the golden light is shining.

This time, it was Yintai Eight who fell the bowl after drinking.

The wine bowl fell to the ground, the sword light and sword shadows, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the miserable howls were endless.

In just three minutes, the venue was soaked in blood, and even the table was splashed with a little blood beads, and a shirtless man stood in the center with a sharp knife in his hand, looking around with bloody eyes. There was a stump lying at his feet, and a bloody head was rolling on his heels.

"Concession, Brother Taiba!" The old man chuckled.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, let's see the real chapter on the muzzle, come here, pull them down, and each dead brother's family will be given 1 million, and the disabled will be issued 200,000." The flat-headed young man waved his hand indifferently.

A minute later.

The venue was empty again, and only the bloodstains could tell the brutal battle that had just taken place.

The two bosses continued to drink with their heads down, as if they were both preparing for a final fight.

Kim and Nine were the first to stand up, followed by nine murderous brothers.

Yintai Ba took out a silver pistol from his body, gently rested it on the table, picked up a chicken leg and bit it a few times, and finally wiped his big mouth: "Brother Jiu, to tell you the truth, even if I Taiba falls here today, you can't hold the mountain, the palace of Myanmar and the Emperor Group have signed an agreement to jointly develop this mine, and the Emperor Group has sent three hundred brothers to wait at the foot of the mountain." ”

"Oh? So you don't admit it if you lose? The old man didn't panic much.

"Nope! If Tai Ba falls, Yinbang withdraws. But you will face the attack of the Imperial Group, although there are few people who come, most of them are big masters, and they have strong firepower, all of them are snipers with magic power, which is not comparable to our broken guns. ”

"Thank you, brother, for telling me the truth, but you don't have to worry about the things in the back, since Jin Bang dares to rob, he has the ability to defend it, no matter if he is an emperor or a bear, as long as he dares to come, he will not come back." Come on, my brother will meet you~! ”

The old man shouted loudly, and after speaking, his hands shook, and two short guns appeared in his hands. (To be continued.) )