The corners of Lei Batian's mouth twitched unconsciously a few times, and a wave of anger gradually burned in his eyes, but he didn't dare to vent this anger at Miao Fulin, the only object he could vent was the child in front of him who was going to fight to the death. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After Miao Fulin finished warning Tian Batian, he slowly retreated to the backstage with a gloomy face, picked up the teacup, and slowly pulled out the oil stains on the floating objects on the tea, and never left the ring with a pair of eyes.

In the ring, the two began to fight to the death after hugging each other's fists, Huzi's figure was not high, only reaching Lei Batian's chest, and when he was circling with Lei Batian, he was always half a body shorter.

Therefore, no matter how fierce Lei Batian's fist is, limited to the habit of punching, it is always two or three times higher than Huzi's figure, and that feeling is like a cannon hitting mosquitoes, and he is always unable to find the direction.

Lei Batian didn't hit Huzi with three punches in a row, and he looked quite impatient in his heart, and then looked at Miao Fulin, who had a cold face in the background, and white sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and he was cold.

With a loud shout, his right leg swept across, it was really as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, Huzi was ******** guarding against his fist, and he didn't expect this change at all.

Just when he wanted to jump and dodge, he was swept to the ground by Lei Batian, and he came to the edge of the ring with a few rolls. The thunder deception was unforgiving, and with another loud shout, he suddenly rose into the air, holding the casserole-like fist and slamming it down.

Seeing that Huzi was about to be smashed into pulp by him, Song Xing suddenly grabbed Huzi's legs and pulled him down the ring.

There was a loud "boom", and the ring was smashed out of a big hole by Lei Batian.

This kind of scene that can only appear in martial arts dramas appeared vividly in front of him, Song Xing couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, fortunately, he shot in time, if he was slow down by half a beat, wouldn't the tiger's head be smashed like a watermelon?

Lei Batian didn't seem to expect someone to dare to make a move, jumped down from the ring, indiscriminately, and hit Song Xing with a fist, Song Xing had never practiced martial arts, so naturally he couldn't dodge.

Fortunately, Huzi saw the opportunity early, rushed up, held Lei Batian's legs with both hands, like a wild bull, and pressed straight over, and Lei Batian was caught off guard, and was suddenly thrown over with all four feet in the sky.

Lei Batian was annoyed and ashamed, grabbed the placket of Huzi's clothes, turned over and rode on him, and smashed his fist again, but he heard Song Xing shouting: "Stop!" ”

Lei Batian raised his fist high, glared at Song Xing angrily, and said fiercely: "Little baby, Lao Tzu is competing with this little baby in the ring, do you want to be nosy?" ”

At this time, Miao Fulin saw that there was an accident here, and he didn't care about pretending to drink tea in the background, so he hurriedly walked over and said coldly: "You are the Song Xing who told stories in Penglai?" This official advises you to talk about your book well. ”

Miao Fulin is the cell boss of Shamen Island, strictly speaking, he can only be counted as an official, not an official, but in Shamen Island, in front of those prisoners, he has absolute power of life and death, and unconsciously, he has cultivated this kind of official authority.

Song Xing didn't care whether he was an official or an official, he politely arched his hand at him, and said, "This must be Miao Fulin Miao Guanying, right?" In Xia Song Xing, I want to ask Miao Guanying to spare Huzi for the sake of Huzi's young age, right? ”

"Spare him once?" Miao Fulin's expression suddenly became hideous, and he sneered, "Song Xing, why didn't you think about sparing Lai Ba once when you sent Lai Ba to the official yamen?" ”

The corners of Song Xing's mouth began to twitch a little, he originally wanted to help Huzi, but in a hurry, he didn't expect that he and Miao Fulin had already made a feud, and he brought down Lai Ba and cut off his financial route.

immediately took a deep breath and said slowly: "One person does things and one person is responsible, Lai Ba's affairs have nothing to do with others, besides, isn't this Lai Ba your Miao Guan Ying?" I sent him to the field management camp, and you should thank me. ”

Miao Fulin's face was blue, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "He is worthy of being a storyteller, and he can really argue skillfully." In this way, as long as you can convince the imperial court that the prisoners on Salmon Island can be given according to the actual amount, then I don't say that I spare him, just kneel down and call your grandfather to do it! ”

When Miao Fulin said this, he kept looking at Song Xing, the original number of assassins on Salmon Island was only 300, and the prisoners who entered the island were completely supplied by the islanders of Salmon Island.

In practice, however, the number of prisoners brought in by the assassins increased exponentially, and the inhabitants of the island alone could not provide such a large amount of rations, so it became tacit to kill prisoners on a regular basis to ensure that the prisoners on the island remained at about 300.

Since Miao Fulin took over the prison camp, he has tried every possible way to open up the prison, collect protection money in Penglai Pavilion, and put life and death in Daoyu Village, all of which are unavoidable choices.

Daoyu Village is a sailor camp village, he set up a fight here, and the external claim is naturally to recruit troops, covering people's eyes and ears, and Dengzhou prefect Wang Shizhong, also turned a blind eye to this, acquiesced.

Song Xing saw that he was unrelenting, his expression became cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Miao Guanying is really joking, Song is just a grass people, so naturally he can't speak to the imperial court." However, since Master Miao wants to gamble, why don't we just make the casino bigger? ”

"The casino is big?" Miao Fulin blinked his blistering eyes, looked at Song Xing in disbelief, and said coldly: "You are a storyteller, and your daily income is only two or three hundred yuan, why do you gamble big?" ”

Seeing that his heart was moved, Song Xing pointed to the gamblers in the crowd who were about to move, and said with a smile: "Song has just arrived, and he really has no money, although Song has no money, it does not mean that Song has no gambling capital." ”

"And what's your capital?" Miao Fuli's tone was a little aggressive, and at the same time, he was also a little curious in his heart, if Song Xing really had the capital to gamble, then what did it matter if he gambled with him? Swinging in the knife fish village by himself was originally to seek wealth.

The corners of Song Xing's mouth suddenly showed a cold smile, and he said coldly: "Our gamble is very simple, that is, you give me ten days." Ten days later, we are still here to fight life and death, and I will let Huzi beat this invincible Lei Batian in the ring within the three pillars of incense. ”

"Fight the thunder and deception?" Miao Fulin looked at the weak Song Xing in front of him, and then looked at the tiger who was still struggling under Lei Batian, and couldn't help laughing wildly.

Song Xing didn't answer his words, just looked at Miao Fulin coldly, and let him laugh wildly.

Miao Fulin's laughter didn't stop until tears flowed, and then he stopped laughing, and his eyes slowly roamed the crowd: "Did everyone hear it?" This little baby spat out wild words, saying that after ten days, it is the tiger who crawls on the ground and can't move a single inch to defeat Lei Batian, I don't know if everyone believes it or not? ”

"I don't believe it!" In the face of Miao Fulin's questioning, the audience at the scene responded almost in unison, everyone saw the strength of Huzi and Lei Batian, and in their cognition, there was no suspense in this competition at all.

Miao Fulin waved his hand, suppressed the manic voices of the audience, looked at Song Xing coldly, and said without yin or yang: "Little baby, you have seen the situation at the scene, you said that you can defeat Lei Batian in ten days, why do you believe you?" ”

Song Xing's eyes lit up, and he sneered: "It's very simple, ten days later, Huzi and Lei Batian will fight." If Huzi breaks one hand, then I, Song Xing, will compensate him for one hand. If Huzi breaks a leg, then I, Song Xing, will compensate him for a leg. If he dies because of this, then I, Song Xing, will pay him for his life. In a word, if Huzi loses in ten days, what is missing from him, then I will pay for it! ”