If you want to only talk about the number of ways the She brothers play chess, anyone who sees it has to say to these two brothers - stinky chess basket!

But I can't stand the chessboard that is drawn out with my fingers on the ground, and the small snakes that have formed a snake formation can listen to the greetings of the She brothers. The strange person who couldn't see the back of the crowd was so anxious that he stretched out his head and kicked his legs, only hating his father and mother for not raising himself to a size.

Before he had taken a few steps in a game of chess, the gangster with a rotten tooth suddenly covered his cheeks, so that he could cry out in his voice. And the gangster with fire sores all over his mouth also covered his mouth and jumped to his feet, if he hadn't lost his tongue a long time ago, he was afraid that he would have been screaming at this time.

Raising his eyes and looking at the two pot gangsters who were covering their mouths and making trouble, She Youdao reached out and took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and gently put it beside him: "Ladies and gentlemen, look at it, I will put the antidote to snake venom here!" When the time comes, it will be said that the people in our Huozheng Gate are not righteous! ”

As if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, the fake monk who had been wandering around the scene immediately pointed to the small porcelain vase monster and shouted: "Hey, are you exposed?!" I'll just say there's a cat here, if you don't take the antidote first, who can eat such poisonous stuff raw?! ”

Not only the fake monk, but after She Youdao took out the small porcelain bottle, the gangster who was sitting on the Taishi's chair also drooped his face!

The two gangsters are stumbling to the death, and there are as many people who dare to die, as many as there are those who are weak-minded. Seeing a handful of green coins sprinkled in the oil pot that was boiled by the big chopping wood, anyone understands that this arm is stretched into the oil pot, can you catch that handful of green coins and say that this arm is designated to be blown into a big fruit!

Then there were the half-inch long bamboo nails with sharp ends, and they were brought to the front of people with a four-inch plate, and the red-mouthed and white-toothed ones had to eat these things in front of everyone. If you have a big life, you can only drink porridge to live, and if you are unlucky, you have to have a rotten stomach on the spot!

The green-skinned gangsters in Sijiu City are bad and bad, but they are almost all clever people. Seeing that it was a knife to stretch out and shrink his head, he naturally moved his mind on the number of dead roads in this scene.

There are old vinegar in the boiling oil pot, watching the flowers and waves in the oil pot from a distance, but stretching out your hand into the oil pot, it is almost a hot water bath, and it will not hurt people at all.

There are also some good cloud cake blanks in the Wufangzhai dim sum shop, carefully cut with a knife and then dyed with green bamboo leaves boiled water, and when you get closer, it is also the appearance of bamboo nails. Bumped into a person with good teeth and appetite, a four-inch plate with a pile of tips, and eating it is almost half full!

There are even some bold and black-hearted masters, who stuff an air bag made of pig urine bubbles in their clothes, and jump into the river with their hands and feet. Almost face to face, he saw that the last bubble had been spat out under the river, but he was sipping the air in the pig's urine bubble air sac, and slowly broke the rope that bound his hands and feet and floated up again

Seeing too much of these tricks, the green-skinned gangsters who were fighting fiercely naturally also set a rule - if someone exposes the trick of playing tricks, it will be three knives and six holes on the spot, regardless of death or injury!

Seeing that a group of gangsters began to coax, and Qiao also began to smile and wanted to say something, She Youdao smiled unhurriedly: "There is another sentence, I have to tell you all about it-my antidote, to put it bluntly, it is also poison!" If a good person eats it, a bowl of tea will bleed! If you don't believe that you have the courage to be rough and not afraid of death, just try? ”

One one-eyed eyeball was spinning, and Joe stared at the thug whose mouth was full of fire sores as he rolled and crawled towards the small porcelain bottle containing the antidote, strode up to the thug's side, and stepped on the thug's calf.

Almost about to grin his mouth to the base of his ear, the gangster, who had lost his tongue, struggled to twist his body, folded his hands and bowed desperately to Qiao Yiyan, obviously trying to beg Qiao Yiyan to let him get the antidote to save his life.

On the other side, the pot gangster with rotten teeth was already paralyzed on the ground. A pair of lips were swollen to the size of fingers, and wisps of blood began to ooze from their nostrils.

With a sneer, Qiao glanced over his hand and took out a sharp little pinch from behind his waist, tore his throat and smiled cruelly at the thug who kept bowing to him: "Brother, I understand this thought, left and right are one life for one life, you just want to make a simple picture, right?" Okay, Master Qiao, I'll fulfill you, you can do it yourself! ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Joe grabbed the gangster's hands together, turned the sharp little spoon upside down, and stuffed it into the gangster's hand.

Before the thug who kept shaking his head and his eyes were full of horror and despair to make any other moves, Joe suddenly lowered his body and pressed his hands on the thug's slap with the small hand, and pressed it down hard against his throat.

Resist as hard as possible, but the pot gangster with fire sores on his mouth was obviously not Joe's opponent, and he could only watch as the sharp little squeeze approached his throat little by little. From the mouth without a tongue, a scream that made people hear the numbness of the scalp suddenly made half the street hear it clearly!

With the screaming sound that made people's scalp tingle, Qiao, who was already half-kneeling on the body of the gangster, jumped up with a smile, and looked at Xiang Youbao with a cruel smile: "Sensei is delayed, let's go on!" ”

Staring at the bloody little scorpion in Qiao's hand, he didn't say much, raised his hand and uncovered the two porcelain basins on the table of the Eight Immortals, reached out and grabbed a black scorpion from the porcelain basin and threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

Putting the blood-stained small piece in his hand towards the Eight Immortals table, Qiao reached out and pointed at the upside-down porcelain basin on the other Eight Immortals table: "Who should come this time?" ”

Pinching the wheat straw of different lengths in his hands, the pot gangsters in the middle of the scene only thought about it for a moment, and suddenly turned their eyes to the fake monk who was standing on the edge of the crowd with his neck bent.

With his waist bent, the fake monk pinched the wheat straw in his hand, and almost took two steps back to the table of the Eight Immortals, but he didn't dare to open the upside-down porcelain basin!

fought three games in a row and died four, which made the fake return, who was already lacking in courage, nervous. Looking at the appearance of the scorpion that the leopard threw into his mouth, the fake monk only hated himself for being stupid, why didn't he take advantage of the big guy's carelessness to get into the crowd and walk away?!

In the early years, when he was eating in Xiong Ye's pole, he talked about deceit, beating the blind and scolding the dumb, digging out the grave and kicking the widow's door, and the fake monk never was ambiguous. But it's really to the scene of the scene of moving knives with people on the pole, the fake monk has always been able to dodge and slip away, his mouth is shaking the sky, and the soles of his feet are smeared with oil and slippery feet in the morning, and there is no figure when he runs!

Because of this, there are few masters on the Xiong Ye pole who are waiting to see the fake monks. That's why Master Xiong beat up the fake monk in public for the sake of the bureau at the autumn insect meeting, and then blasted out the pole!

Although the fake monk joined the big money pot before he could recover from his injury, it was because he really had no way to eat, so he had to hurriedly find a place to shelter. It's really at this fateful juncture

The few who died just now are not cold yet!

Timidly looked back at Qiao who had a fierce look in his eyes, and then looked at the gangsters who were sitting on the Taishi chair with cold faces, the fake monk had his knees weak, slipped out of the Eight Immortals table and slipped to the ground, opened his voice and shouted: "I'm scared, I can't stand this face, Xiangye, you are my own grandfather!" I'm here to kowtow to you."

Even crying and shouting, the fake monk changed his face faster than turning a book, and suddenly made the bear master standing next to the scene breathe a sigh of relief!

I am afraid of everything, and what I am most afraid of is that the big money guy is full of people who are not afraid of death. If you really go all the way, even if Huo Zhengmen wins the scene in the end, when so many people die on the street, I am afraid that Duan Ye will have a lot of oceans to deal with it, not to mention that there will be others who will take the opportunity to make waves and stab the things on the street of Zhushikou into the ears of those people above Duan Ye.

When Duan Ye couldn't hold back the scene, he looked at the time when he carried the little yellow croaker to Duan Ye's house on weekdays, the two of them could hook their shoulders and call each other brothers, and they looked like they were taking care of each other.

coughed hard, Master Xiong almost rushed to the center of the scene in an arrow step, and shouted loudly: "You have all seen it, the person who drew the death lot in this big money pot guy has confessed!" According to the rules on the scene, Huo Zhengmen and the big money guy want to talk about this, but even if they win or lose, all the masters on the scene are witnesses! ”

almost nodded their heads like chickens pecking rice, and the gangsters who sat on the Taishi's chair and watched a good show shouted in response: "The big guys have seen it, this is not running!" ”

"Since it's the people who are big money guys who admit it, then it's time to follow the rules, right?!"

"Zhushikou is the territory of Xiong Ye's pole, Xiong Ye, you are in charge!"

Triumphantly arched his hand to the gangsters around him one by one, and Master Xiong laughed loudly: "Since you are raised, then I can"

Before Master Xiong finished speaking, Qiao with a gloomy face suddenly grabbed the small piece nailed to the table of the Eight Immortals, and viciously pounced towards the fake monk who was kneeling not far away, and shouted loudly: "I will make you a boneless person after drawing a death lot."

Before the words fell, Duan Ye, who had been sitting in the chair, jumped up suddenly, pulled out the pistol hanging on his waist with a agility that was in no match for his bloated body, and raised his hand to shoot Qiao Yan in the back of the heart!

With the sound of the gun in Duan Ye's hand, more than twenty patrolmen armed with spears were squeezed out of the crowd, and the bolt of the gun was pulled out in a mess, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the gangsters who were about to fight to the death!

Changing the lazy and obese appearance of the past, the cold light flashing in Duan Ye's blister eyes made people shudder. Holding the twenty-shot pistol in his hand, Duan Ye Senran snorted coldly: "It was found that there are gangsters with big money, gathering gangs to make trouble, harassing good people, and committing murder and arrest. The rest of the gangsters of the big money pot gang were all detained on the spot, and those who dared to resist the arrest were killed! ”

Seeing that Qiao had been shot with a black gun, and then looking at the spears that were almost poking into his chest, and only holding some small picks or triangular axes in his hands, the gangsters suddenly lost their temper and honestly threw the guy at hand to the ground