Chapter 8: Robbery
Seeing such a jiashi, there was a sudden chaos in the trading hall, screams and screams, and everyone couldn't help but squeeze to the other side, the farther away from the door, the better, looking at this side in horror, I didn't know that there would be such an amazing change in weishenme suddenly.
"Everyone, be quiet."
Chen Guo mentioned the qi of the dantian and shouted loudly.
In an instant, the entire hall resounded with a rumbling sound, which shook everyone's ear drums, and the noise of exclamation was suppressed in an instant, and everyone looked up at Chen Guo together.
"Everyone, everyone is an old friend, this matter has nothing to do with everyone at all, that is, I, Mr. Chen, have some business to discuss with Mr. Xiao, delay you a little time, and when I finish talking business with Mr. Xiao, the trade will continue, and I promise that it will not cause any harm to you." Chen's friends here apologize for their friends, I'm sorry! β
Chen Guo clenched his fists with both hands and made a square.
Hearing this, the panicked guests calmed down for a while. It's just that when I saw those cold machetes, I wanted to be completely relieved, but it was also difficult. However, this is Chen Qiye's territory, and no one dares to jump out to make a bird.
Chen Guo was polite to the guests, but that was just a small means of doing business. If you really anger him, can't Chen Qiye do anything about you? The most important thing in the rivers and lakes is not your own strength, but your eyes.
The eye-eyed haode guy can always live a little longer.
"Mr. Xiao, please forgive me as well. It's not that Chen doesn't pay attention to the rules, but this matter is too important to me. β
After appeasing the other guests, Chen Guo said to Xiao Fan, still polite, smiling, and unhurried.
Xiao Fan smiled lightly and said, "Boss Chen is for Wuyangmu?" β
"That's right, Mr. Xiao. I've been looking for this Wuyang wood for four or five years, and for a long time, not to mention seeing the real thing, few people have even heard of it, and even Yin Lao can't say why. I didn't expect it to finally appear today. Mr. Xiao, I am determined to get this thing, please give it to me, no matter what the price, Mr. Xiao just asks, as long as I can afford it, even if I go bankrupt, I will not hesitate to do it. β
Chen Guo said solemnly.
Xiao Fan said very seriously: "Boss Chen, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." This ebony wood is also very important to me. It's not about money. β
There is a joke on the Internet: Anyone who says "it's not a problem with money" is actually because of money in the end.
But this sentence is really inappropriate for Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan said that it was not a matter of money, so it really wasn't.
Chen Guo smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, I am a rough person and will not beat around the bush. Open the skylight and say something bright, I'm not discussing with you, I have to be this ebony wood. If you don't make an offer, then I'll make you an offer -- two million, in cash. Pay with one hand and deliver with the other. If Mr. Xiao refuses, then Chen can only be offended. Mr. Xiao and Ms. Xin are both scholars, and they are all guests, so I really don't want to do that. So, please don't embarrass me, Mr. Siu. As long as Mr. Xiao fulfills my face today, from now on, I will recognize Mr. Xiao as a friend, Mr. Xiao will send a sentence, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you if I try my best, and I will return your favor. β
Chen Qiye is worthy of being a well-known ruthless character on the roads of the three southwestern provinces and cities, and his words are clear, but they are reasonable. And people who know Chen Guo's character know very well that Chen Qiye is very righteous and angry, spitting on a nail. Since he said such things in front of everyone, the possibility of going back on his word is very small.
Two million cash, plus Chen Qiye's promise of gold, the amount is not heavy, and the price is not high.
Xiao Fan looked at Chen Guo carefully, immediately understood it, and said softly: "Boss Chen, I can understand your feelings. The dark disease in your body is indeed more serious...... If you don't mind, I'll take your pulse. β
Before Xiao Fan's words fell, and his wrist had not yet reached out, Chen Guo had already taken two steps back quickly, raised his palms to protect his body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and put on a vigilant jiashi, and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Xiao, I can't agree to this." β
Xiao Fan and Deng Tongtian fought just now, others couldn't understand it, but Chen Guo was clear.
Seeing that Deng Tongtian was restrained by Xiao Fan with one move, Chen Guo was already extremely vigilant.
The red sand palm and the "Yama Hand" he cultivated are both extremely strong palm skills, but they are masculine and feminine. Chen Guo once had a private discussion with Deng Tongtian, and within dozens of moves, he barely reached a tie with the momentum of the wind. However, if he really fights for his life, Chen Guo estimates that he is not Deng Tongtian's opponent.
That barbaric guy surnamed Deng is a ruthless character.
Deng Tongtian was still no match for the seemingly gentle and weak young man in front of him, how could Chen Guo dare to easily hand over his veins to him? Deng Tongtian is making a deal with Xiao Fan, but he wants to snatch things from Xiao Fan.
The situation is completely different.
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The sixth man who was standing beside Chen Guo and another sturdy man pulled out their guns at the same time and pointed at Xiao Fan together.
It's an old-fashioned revolver, probably decades old. Qingyuan is located at the junction of three provinces, and since ancient times, it has been a place where Miao Yao has been miscellaneous, and bandits are rampant. Before the liberation, there were more than a dozen bandits, large and small, and they were later exterminated by the army. However, some guns and ammunition are still scattered among the people, and they have not been collected for decades.
These two revolvers, old and old, may not be useless.
It should still be easy to take people's lives.
Chen Guo breathed a sigh of relief gently.
The difference between the era of cold weapons and the era of hot weapons is here, don't you be afraid that no matter how high your martial arts skills are, no matter how agile your skills are, you can't be as fast as guns and bullets, right?
"Sixth, don't mess around!"
Yin Zhengzhong, who was not far away, saw this, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted.
No matter how advanced the weapon is, it depends on who uses it. People who don't necessarily use thermal weapons will definitely be the winners of zuihou. Yin Zheng is over eighty years old, how many winds and waves have he seen in his life?
As for the sixth child, if you give him a machine gun, he may not be able to win.
Yin Zhengzhong once saw with his own eyes that he could kill four strong men with guns in an instant with just one dagger, and he didn't even have time to open the pistol safety before he was blocked by a knife.
It's a pity that Yin Zhengzhong's reminder is too late.
In a flash of cold light, the sixth man and another gunman screamed loudly, the pistol "clanged" to the ground, and both of them had a small flying knife stuck in the middle of their wrists, dripping with blood.
The cold light flashed again, and went straight to Chen Guo, who was two steps away, and it was Xin Lin, who had been standing quietly behind Xiao Fan, who had been standing quietly, and no one could see that this delicate and timid girl was actually equipped with stunts.
Chen Guo was shocked, the cold light in front of him was dazzling, and he couldn't see the way at all. When the masters clash and can't even see the other party's way clearly, how can they fight?
Chen Guo is also a ruthless character, at this moment, there is no way to retreat, with a low roar, both palms come out, and he uses the desperate trick of "Yama Medicine Hand", and a very fishy smell immediately scatters and overflows.
Adding the word "medicine" in the middle of "Yama hand" is by no means a frivolous move.
When everyone was dazzled, Yin Zhengzhong hurriedly shouted: "Miss Xin, be merciful!" β
With this shout, the octogenarian with his beard white and on crutches suddenly became as agile as a cheetah, rushing towards this side like lightning, and the wind in the trading hall was loud, but it was the sound of Yin Zhengzhong waving his crutches to break the air.
Mighty and uncast.
Exclamations rang out.
Many people had extremely excited looks on their faces.
It's really enjoyable today, but I didn't expect that even Yin Zhengzhong, an old immortal, is a hidden master. Look at this jiashi, three or five strong men stepped forward, and they were only beaten.
The next moment, the sound of "wooing" breaking through the sky stopped abruptly.
Yin Zhengzhong's bull-headed crutch suddenly froze in mid-air. If you look closely, you are caught by two slender and white fingers.
Xiao Fan smiled and nodded to Yin Zhengzhong.
The extremely tough bull head crutches, as if they had taken root at this moment, were firmly clamped by the two fingers of Xiao Fan's left hand, Yin Zhengzhong was lucky three times in a row, and wanted to take the crutches back, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he couldn't shake the slightest.
Yin Zhengzhong's ruddy face as a young man's face instantly became pale and bloodless, and he shouted urgently: "Mr. Xiao, be merciful." β
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, Elder Yin, we have no malicious intent. β
I just said two sentences here, but I only heard two muffled sounds of "snort", and Chen Guo snorted painfully.
The fight over there actually divided the winner in an instant.
When everyone saw the situation clearly, the screams suddenly rang out again.
I saw that Chen Guo's two palms, one in front of the other, were pierced on a cold and shining sword, and the extremely thin and extremely thin sword, similar to the Emei thorn, was actually held in Xin Lin's hands.
The dark red and even the blood with a lilac hue dripped, drip down the sharp blade.
The smell of fish is getting stronger and stronger, and people want to vomit.
"Seventh Master ......"
Only then did a group of big men with knives come back to their senses, panicked, shouted chaotically, and the two stunned young men raised their machetes and rushed forward.
"All biedong!"
Chen Guo gritted his teeth and shouted.
Everyone didn't dare to move, and the two stunned young men who were rushing forward also stopped, shocked and angry.
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