Chapter 711: You must have a powerful hole card in your hand

Listening to the black shadow's words, the unkempt beggar sneered and said slowly: "Mr. Ma is too worried!"

The lights suddenly turned on, and the dark shadow's face was illuminated by the light. It was a big, white, fat face.

Chef Ma, the dark shadow turned out to be Chef Ma, the owner of Chef Ma's Restaurant!

A horse cook is horse meat. Horse meat is the super killer of the past megatron.

Chef Ma held a small oil lamp in his hand and smiled happily: "The master of the stream is here, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful!"

The beggar stared at the big fat face of the horse cook with a pair of sharp eyes, and sneered: "In the past, horse meat was so domineering and domineering, I didn't expect it to become so flamboyant now." ”

Cook Ma was not angry, his white and fat face still had a bright smile: "This time, that time!

The unkempt beggar looked at the horse cook, and suddenly said, "Are you injured?"

Chef Ma's big white and fat face already had a painful expression, and the smile on his face slowly converged: "The eyesight of the master of the stream is indeed unparalleled in the world, and he admires it so much. ”

The unkempt beggar turned his back and let out a long sigh: "Mr. Ma doesn't have to be polite, and don't care too much, in fact, everyone has bad luck, and everyone has ...... My own shortcomings, I am no exception. When he said this, he was not so much to the horse cook, but to comfort himself.

Chef Ma said lightly: "I know!"

The beggar was taken aback, turned around, and stared at the horse cooker tightly: "You know...... What?"

Chef Ma smiled bitterly: "I don't know anything else, but I know that when the stream master and the dead eagle faced off just now, he was calm and calm on the surface, but in fact, he was also very scared in his heart!"

The beggar sneered and raised his eyebrows: "You think I'll be afraid of the dead eagle?"

Chef Ma smiled: "Although you are not afraid of the dead eagle, you are afraid of revealing your identity!"

The unkempt beggar did not speak, and his eyes were fixed on the face of the horse cook.

Cook Ma sighed and slowly continued: "A person is only strongest when he is fearless, so ......"

The beggar sneered and said, "So, I also have weaknesses?"

The smile on Chef Ma's face bloomed like a flower again: "Those who know themselves are clear, and those who know themselves are wise! Although the Lord of the Stream also has weaknesses, he is still a brilliant wise man after all!"

The beggar smiled: "If the old man had become confused, wouldn't he have become someone else's ghost a long time ago?"

Cook Ma was surprised: "With the wit, martial arts, and power of the stream master, how can you say such depressing words?"

The beggar sneered: "I won't talk about others for the time being, just talk about Mr. Ma!"

Cook Ma was puzzled: "Which Mr. Ma?"

The beggar said, "Horse meat!"

Cook Ma looked surprised: "Me?"

The beggar nodded: "Not bad." ”

Chef Ma looked aggrieved, so aggrieved that tears almost fell: "I'm just a small owner who opens a shop, I'm cautious and do business in a proper manner, how dare I think of anything else?"

The beggar sneered: "Although your martial arts are not as good as before, the horse flesh and bone erosion water you developed is very powerful!"

Cook Ma sighed: "The people of the rivers and lakes use false rumors, but in fact, the horse flesh bone eroding water I developed is not as powerful as the legend. ”

The beggar sneered: "Your horse flesh and bone erosion water, in fact, is even more powerful than the legend!"

Cook Ma seemed surprised: "Oh?"

The beggar said coldly: "I can't think of anything else to make the dead man's eagle flee without a fight, except for the horse flesh and bone water!" He stared at the horse cook's big white face, sighed, and slowly continued: "The horse flesh and bone erosion water is indeed extremely vicious, it is three points more powerful than the scorpion mother poison." ”

Cook Ma's face changed, and he slowly lowered the small oil lamp in his hand. His big, white face slowly became blurred.

The beggar stared at the big white and fat hand of the horse cook, and suddenly said: "Legend has it that the ancient Poison Girl Sutra recorded sixty of the most vicious secret weapons, of which poison accounted for thirty-one. ”

Cook Ma didn't speak, his hand clutching the greasy little oil lamp.

The unkempt beggar said leisurely: "The scorpion mother poison may be one of the thirty-one poisons!" His voice suddenly became sharp: "Mr. Ma's horse flesh and bone water, is it also one of them?"

Cook Ma smiled, and smiled helplessly: "Does the Lord of the Stream suspect that the Ancient Poisonous Female Scripture is in my hands?"

The unkempt beggar's sharp eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying light: "It's not doubt, but sure!"

Chef Ma shook his head and sighed: "The master of the stream has always been wise and discerning, why is he so arbitrary today?"

The beggar sneered: "If the Poisonous Girl Sutra is not in your hands, how can you make such a vicious horse flesh bone water? If Mr. Ma doesn't have a hole card in his hand, how can he easily give me the horse meat bone water?"

Cook Ma smiled bitterly: "I am forced by the power of the Stream Lord, not to mention...... The Lord of the Stream gave me back such a large sum of silver!"

The beggar shook his head: "You dare to give away horse flesh and bone water at will, not only because you can make it, but more importantly, ......" He deliberately stopped when he said this.

Chef Ma couldn't help but ask, "What's more critical?"

The beggar said coldly: "What's more, you have mastered the method of cracking the horse flesh and bone water!"

Cook Ma looked helpless: "I said a long time ago that the horse flesh bone eroding water was made by me unintentionally." I know how to mix it, but I don't know how to crack it!"

The beggar sneered and looked at the horse cook.

Cook Ma sighed helplessly: "What I said is the truth, if the stream master still doesn't believe me, it is better to kill me with a knife!"

The beggar said coldly: "You are a very useful person, we have worked together very well, and now, I have no reason to kill you." ”

Cook Ma was smiling wryly.

The beggar slowly sat down in his chair, and his tone gradually became calmer: "You give me horse flesh and bone water, and I will give you silver." We are fair and mutually beneficial!" he said, handing over a new stack of silver tickets.

Chef Ma's big face was shining again! He took the silver ticket with trembling hands, but said vigorously: "How embarrassing is this...... How embarrassing is that......"

Brand new silver tickets, five hundred taels each, a total of two hundred! Cook Ma carefully counted four or five times, and then carefully carried it in his arms.

The unkempt beggar squinted his eyes and kept staring at the big white and fat face of the horse cook. Until now, he still can't believe that the big fat man with a smile in front of him is the super killer horse meat that terrified the people in the rivers and lakes twenty years ago.

After putting away the silver ticket, Cook Ma held the greasy little oil lamp in his hand, and the expression on his face was very pleasant.

(End of chapter)