As soon as Yang Laoliu's words fell, more than a dozen men in strong clothes came out of the side door, all wearing big knives around their waists, all standing in the middle of the desk, standing with their hands behind their backs, like bodyguards, everyone present was obviously used to this formation, and there was no different color.

With a smiling face, Yang Lao Liu shouted to the side door on the left: "Let go of the South Wind Pig!" ”

After speaking, I saw two people walking side by side from the left side door, both of them were dressed in animal skin clothes, their heads were coiled down like prisoners, and they were even barefoot, and their feet were bloodstained, and the figures of these two people were not necessarily strong, just looking at their walking movements, their feet were floating, and those who were experts could see at a glance that these two people not only had no martial arts, but also seemed to be very weak.

The unkempt eyes of the two men were dim, and they looked dazed, dazed, deadly dazed.

"Let go of the Wei dog!" When the two southerly people walked into the middle of the field, Yang Lao Liu shouted to the side door on the right side again.

Soon, two people came in from the right side, one after the other, wearing coarse cloth clothes, this time they were not barefoot, and they were stepping on the leather boots worn by the Wei people, their pants were very tight and narrow, which was very different from the loose pants of the Yan people, and the two people who were weak and weak also walked into the field like puppets, standing opposite the Nanfeng people.

The Nanfeng people raised their heads and looked at the Wei people, and the Wei people also looked at the Nanfeng people, the four people, the eight eyes were empty and confused, and they couldn't see a trace of life.

At this moment, Han Mo finally understood what tricks the money shop was going to play.

If he guessed correctly, it was a life-and-death duel similar to that of gladiators in ancient Roman times, ** and cruel.

But he couldn't figure it out, just four very ordinary people can fight a wonderful scene?

Yang Lao Liu walked to the middle and said with a smile: "Everyone, this is today's goods, they were bought by Boss Jin from other places, and they have no martial arts, but they have been training for a few days and know how to use weapons." The smile on his face looked unusually cruel: "In order to make the scene exciting, they have been hungry for two days, and the rice and water have not entered." ”

A guest smiled and said, "It's really good to see the goods this time." He took out a few silver tickets from his arms and said, "Five hundred taels, bet on the Wei people to win!" ”

"Three hundred taels, bet on the Wei people to win!" Immediately someone shouted.

Xiao Mingtang also said: "Five hundred taels, bet on the Wei people to win!" ”

"I'll bet three hundred taels, and the south wind wins!"

"Three hundred taels, Nanfeng people!"

"Five hundred taels, Wei people!"

"Three hundred taels, Wei people!"

Everyone present took out the silver one after another, and their own subordinates put away the silver tickets one by one and recorded them in the record.

Han Bin was a little embarrassed, turned around and asked in a low voice, "Little ...... Hmm, who do we bet on? ”

Han Mo leaned over and said in a low voice, "No matter who you bet on, whoever wins, is a loser." ”

"Why?" Han Bin was puzzled.

Han Mo said lightly: "Because Boss Jin won't let you win silver." ”

The woman beside Han Bin had already smiled coquettishly: "Third Young Master, you see that the Wei people are big, it must be the Wei people who win, you bet on them to win!" ”

At this time, Yang Lao Liu had already stepped forward and said, "Third Young Master, how much do you bet?" ”

Han Bin was penniless at this time, quite embarrassed, and said, "That...... This......! ”

Yang Lao Liu's eyes crossed a strange smile, he leaned closer, and said in a very low voice: "Third Young Master, you don't need to take the silver when you speak, I'll put it on you in the back!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a stack of silver tickets immediately appeared in front of him, but it was a thick stack, and he saw the attendant behind the third young master Han and said lightly: "The third young master bets five hundred taels!" ”

Han Bin was stunned, and Yang Lao Liu was even more surprised, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, with his understanding of Han Bin, it was impossible to come up with so much silver at once.

He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

With the silver, Han Bin's arrogance was very different, he coughed, and said, "Yang Lao Liu, you are entangled by ghosts?" The money is here, and it has not been collected. ”

Yang Lao Liu smiled reluctantly: "But I don't know which side the third young master buys to win?" ”

Han Bin looked back at Han Mo, but Han Mo said lightly: "You can do it, you can buy anyone." ”

"This ...... It's not in order! Yang Lao Liu smiled ugly: "Third Young Master, let's choose one." ”

Han Mo said coldly: "The meaning of our young master is very clear, let you bet casually, why do you talk so much?" ”

Han Bin immediately said: "Yes, just bet, don't talk so much nonsense." ”

Yang Laoliu smiled bitterly: "Then bet on the Wei people, they are tall and have a better chance of winning." He took the money and retreated, but he looked back at Han Bin, his eyes full of surprise.

Han Bin's silver base, the money shop has done a survey, one hundred taels of silver per month, which is completely less than Han Bin's expenses, if he saves so much silver, it is not even a ghost to believe.

Five hundred taels of silver is by no means a small amount, and the news of the money square did not know that Han Bin had a windfall.

Han Bin turned around and looked grateful to Han Mo.

Han Mo smiled faintly, his eyes scattered, looking up at the patio, but he saw a very strange scene, only to see that in an accord on the edge of the patio, there was a flower window ajar, and a woman wearing black silk was standing quietly next to the flower window, looking downstairs.

Han Mo was very sure that it was a woman, although she couldn't see it very clearly, but the slightly visible goose neck was white and dazzling.

Han Bin followed Han Mo's gaze and looked up, then leaned back, and said in a low voice: "It's not strange, not only men like to come here in this capital, but also many noble ladies and even noble ladies also come here, and in the Accord above, it is estimated that there are many women looking down." After a pause, he smiled: "It's not just men who like excitement!" ”

Han Mo let out an "oh", and he was not surprised, he had heard for a long time that the lives of the noble men and women in the capital were very corrupt and erosive, and it was not uncommon for there to be female guests in the money shop.

Everyone placed bets and recorded them, and Yang Lao Liu walked into the middle of the field, and said with a smile: "Okay, the chips have been placed, and the next step is to play." Come on, bring them weapons! ”

The room was filled with the smell of wine and food, it was all high-quality food, the fragrance was overflowing, several prisoner-like guys looked at the wine and food on the table at this time, there was no confusion in their eyes, replaced by a blazing **, their throats rose and fell slightly, at this time, food for their temptation, more than everything.

They clenched their fists, but when they looked at the big men in the middle of the desk who were strong and wearing large knives, their fists slowly loosened.

The weapon came up, two iron forks, two steel knives, and the forks were sharp.

There are two people in the south wind, one with a knife and the other with a fork, and the people of Wei are also average.

"The Wei people have always attacked your country and killed countless of your compatriots." Yang Lao Liu looked at the two Nanfeng people and smiled coldly: "Pick up the weapon and kill these two Wei people, as long as you can do it, you can get enough silver and go back to your mountains and forests." ”

He turned around again and said to the two Wei people: "I heard that the Wei people are all brave and good at fighting, and now you can prove that you are the most powerful race in the world. Kill two Nanfeng people, and you too can get enough silver to return to your Wei Kingdom! ”

After he finished speaking, he smiled coldly and said, "Of course, the victor, there will also be rich food and wine, for your own sake, kill each other!" ”

The temptation of food was enough for these people to fight for their lives, and when they learned that they could even "return home" alive, their already lifeless eyes suddenly lit up, and it was a blazing light, and it was also the light of hope.

No one will compromise with death in their bones, and in the shadow of death, there is hope for survival, even if it is a gossamer hope, which no one is willing to give up.

Kill each other!

At this moment, the four poor people who had already stepped into the abyss of death with half a foot suddenly had only this one thought in their minds.

They don't have strong force, and they can't even guarantee the most basic physical strength, but the stimulation that these nobles need is this, what they want to see is the most primitive and most ** duel.

The so-called trapped beast is still fighting, and its excitement is not inferior to the duel of top masters, after all, this kind of duel is more real.

There is no elegant and free and easy master duel, and there are only more frightening cruelty.

The Wei people were obviously more aggressive in their bones, and when Yang Laoliu's words just fell, the Wei people holding the big knife mustered all their strength, raised the big knife, and slashed at a Nanfeng man.

The people of the south wind obviously did not expect the people of the Wei country to kill if they said to kill, although the people of the Wei country were surprised, but after all, the physical strength was too weak, and the strength and degree were very average, the people of the south wind tried their best to dodge, although the big knife failed to slash on his head, but it still slashed on his shoulder.

Blood mist splatters.

An arm flew out of the South Wind Man's shoulder, and the South Wind Man screamed with a fountain of blood.

A successful blow, the Wei people with the knife slashed the big knife horizontally, and slashed it to the neck of the Nanfeng man, that was to cut off his head, but the big knife did not arrive, and a fork stabbed over the diagonal, that was the Nanfeng man with the fork shot, this kind of evenly matched duel, of course he couldn't watch his companion being killed, once he was killed, then he was one against two, and there was no possibility of victory.

The Wei people who took the fork also moved.

In just a few moments, the four of them were scuffling together.

The surrounding aristocrats all shouted, looking quite excited, this kind of ** stimulation, for them, is not weaker than women, and the women in their arms seem to be familiar with this kind of ** scene, and there is no different color, but the smile is more charming and coquettish.

Under Han Mogujing's expression, the most primitive and cruel fight was born in front of him.

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