The trader gradually opened his five fingers, and the dice fell from his palm, faintly emitting white smoke.

"Yo, I'm still a practitioner. Uncle Hu was a little surprised, thinking that this trader was just a small character who could be killed in seconds.

The trader snapped his fingers, and a series of figures came out of nowhere, surrounding Uncle Hud.

Yang Yanfeng checked it, the trader and these people who were called out by him have a strength value of about three hundred, which is indeed strong enough for ordinary people, but at the moment, is it really enough?

"Give you one last chance, compensate, and get out. Otherwise, we don't mind leaving one more life behind. The trader said lightly.

The scumbag man laughed, "Life, it is true that there are more to stay, but there is more than one." I'll count, and you seem to have... Eight people, right?"

The corners of the trader's mouth twitched, the former meant that he could kill the eight of them by himself?

As soon as this statement came out, it also showed his determination to resist to the end, there was no need to bother to speak, the trader made a movement to wipe his neck, and a group of people rushed forward, there was a faint flash of light between their sleeves, it was a dagger or a finger tiger or something, or some hidden weapons, it seemed that the assassin was born.

Uncle Hu grabbed the corner of the small gaming table next to him, and easily lifted the small iron gaming table with one hand, and he turned in a circle, and the small gaming table in his hand also rotated together, like a giant spinning top.

The crowd's weapons touched this "giant spinning top", sending out a piercing metallic friction, and then they were bounced away, and due to the huge centrifugal force, their formation was completely broken up, and they flew out for many distances.

Uncle Hu squinted, found the closest person to him, and smashed the small gambling table towards his head without hesitation.

Lan Ling frowned, she was disgusted by this crude killing method.

Lan Duanfeng asked, "Brother-in-law, aren't we going up to help them?"

The so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend, according to the current situation, Uncle Hu is their common enemy, so it is natural to go up and help them.

However, Yang Yanfeng shook his head, "Let's wait and see what happens, and when they can't support it, we'll go again." ”

said this, but in fact, he was still thinking about other calculations in his heart.

Seeing that their companions were killed, the remaining people immediately became furious, and one by one they rushed to attack the big scumbag, as if they had forgotten the formation coordination.

There are seven people with a strength of about 300, if they cooperate, it will be a little tricky, if they don't, it will be just a plate of loose sand, not enough to worry about.

Uncle Hu scumbags slammed the small gambling table and smashed one by one, as if he was beating a group of children.

Soon, the last helper fell, leaving only the trader, standing there with injuries all over his body, more half-crouched than standing, obviously with a very serious injury to his left knee, and it was already very difficult to support his upper body, let alone continue the fight.

"Do you still think it's useful to have a lot of people?" the big man looked down at the trader with disdain.

I have to say that this trader is quite backbone, even if he is in a desperate situation, he does not show any intention of begging for mercy, this kind of heart is a person who has achieved great things, and it is really a pity to live in a small gambling house.

"Goodbye. ”

Uncle Hu sneered, and the small gambling table was slashed at the trader's head, who had no strength to speak, as if accepting the fact of defeat, and quietly closed his eyes.

The expected pain did not come, the trader was a little puzzled, slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was a blue back, and he only caught the small gambling table that Uncle Hu had chopped hard.

Yang Yanfeng's head tilted slightly to the side, "I said, uncle, the reason why you are mad should be me, why are you pointing the finger at the innocent people and the gold-sucking workshop?"

"Haha, hit the head, don't say I forgot!" Uncle Hu laughed wildly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, "You are in such a hurry to come and die?"

"You're right, but you're going to die. ”

When Uncle Hu heard that this kid imitated his way of speaking to provoke himself, he immediately became angry, increased his strength, and wanted to continue to press the table in his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the small table remained at its original height and did not move at all.

"Good boy, so much strength!"

He smashed the table with one hand, and Yang Yanfeng also took it with one hand, although it is difficult to admit it, but it is really rare that he will lose in pure strength.

At the moment, I want to win the game first, and Uncle Hu can't take care of it, so he puts his hands together and wants to forcibly press down the gambling table.

To his surprise, the small table was still not moving, and his hands were not enough to shake this kid's one-armed!?

Uncle Hu didn't believe in evil, and paid all the strength of his body to his hands, his teeth squeaked, sweat gushed like a spring, and his arm muscles were as hard as stones, and they were covered with criss-crossing green tendons, as thick as earthworms.

"I said, uncle, you've been using the pestle for a long time, are you still fighting?" Yang Yanfeng covered his mouth with his free hand and yawned loudly, "If there is no further text, it will be my turn to attack." “

With that, his hand pushed forward lightly, and Uncle Hu flew out upside down with the gambling table, his entire body was embedded in the wall of the gold sucking workshop, and then the small gambling table smashed into his chest, this wave of cool crookedness, not to mention how painful the expression of this thing was.

Yang Yanfeng walked unhurriedly in front of the big man, who was still embedded in the wall and couldn't move.

"The strength you are proud of is far less powerful than Situ Miao's sword, not to mention, even if it is her sword, I don't care about it. Situ Xin, you are really worthy of your name, you have fallen into the eyes of money, and your mind is full of gambling. ”

"Who the hell are you!?" Hearing the former call out his name, Situ Xin's face showed a look of horror, he clearly remembered that he had never mentioned his true identity to outsiders, and listening to this kid's tone, he seemed to have fought against Situ Miao, who was also one of the five masters of the Situ family.

"I said you're really stupid enough, can't you guess who I am when you see the two of them?" said Yang Yanfeng and pointed to Lan Ling and Lan Duanfeng, who were watching the battle.

The young master of the Lan family, Miss Situ Xin, naturally knew that it was normal for Lan Duanfeng to come here to play, Lan Ling should have been brought over by this gentlemanly brother, as for Yang Yanfeng, who was walking with them, Situ Xin didn't care at first.

crushed his own strength, walked with the young master of the Lan family, and fought with Situ Miao......

These three pieces of information were strung together, and Situ Xin immediately reacted.

"You are the son-in-law of that Lan Haotian!?"