Chapter 712: Black Po Jing

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.

The unkempt beggar looked at the horse cook coldly, and suddenly said, "If I had made a move just now, you would have died eighteen times!"

Chef Ma smiled happily: "Although I have revealed eighteen flaws, the stream master fortunately didn't make a move, otherwise it would ......"

The beggar's gaze narrowed: "Otherwise...... What will happen?"

Cook Ma said word for word: "Otherwise, the master of the stream is already a dead man!"

The beggar was shocked: "Oh?"

Chef Ma raised the small oil lamp in his hand high and said with a smile: "My small oil lamp is not filled with ordinary lamp oil, but the most powerful horse flesh and bone water!"

The beggar's pupils constricted, and he involuntarily took several steps back.

Cook Ma slowly continued: "As long as my hand moves slightly, no one will survive within three feet." ”

The beggar's fists were clenched, and cold sweat was oozing from his palms.

The smile on Chef Ma's face slowly disappeared, and he said coldly: "This is my territory, and no one can take anything from me without my permission." ”

The beggar smiled faintly: "I don't want anything, just this dead snake in the hall!"

Cook Ma said: "Anything I said, of course, including that dead snake!"

The beggar stopped talking, and his eyes were fixed on the face of the cook like a knife. Cook Ma lost a smile on his face, and he looked straight at the beggar's face covered with mud.

The two men confronted each other, and neither of them spoke, but neither dared to make a rash move.

The light in the room was like a bean! Murderous, strong murderous aura, overwhelming people!

In the far street, there was a sudden sound of suona, and the sound of suona was extremely harsh.

The sound of suona is getting closer and closer, and it is at the door in an instant.

Cook Ma's face changed and turned pale.

The unkempt beggar suddenly rolled over in the air, and his body shot out of the window like an arrow. The speed of the body is staggering!

Cook Ma stood motionless in the hall.

The piercing sound of suona suddenly stopped, and torches lit up at the door.

Three small black sedan chairs swayed into the house. Although the sedan chair is small, it is extremely exquisite.

The black sedan body, the black sedan curtain, the black lifting rod, and even the sedan chair bearer is a black-faced man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. On the top of the sedan chair at the front, there was a short, withered old woman.

The old woman's face is pitch black, her hands are pitch black, and even the suona in her hand is pitch black.

Cook Ma's pupils constricted, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Black Po Jing!"

Thirty years ago, she was a female devil who killed people without blinking. Her martial arts skills are extremely high, but the most terrifying thing is her unique weapon, the black suona! This black suona, as if cursed by the gods and demons, has many unexpected magical powers. No matter how high the opponent is, he will be defeated by her black suona for no reason. Legend has it that the black woman has only been defeated once, and it is still a mystery who was defeated in whose hands. The black woman spirit has disappeared for many years, but I didn't expect to appear in the Ma Chef Restaurant without warning today.

Cook Ma's heart beat faster, and he held the greasy little oil lamp in his hand tightly.

The black woman looked at Cook Ma contemptuously, and what she said was even more contemptuous: "I thought everyone here was dead, but I didn't expect there to be a stupid boy!"

Cook Ma looked really stupid, he looked at the group in a daze, his mouth was half open, saliva hung from the corners of his mouth, wetting his clothes.

The three-seater black sedan chair was parked in the hall. The black-faced strong men who carried the bridge stood beside the sedan chair with their waists crossed.

The black woman sat cross-legged on the top of the sedan chair, her eyes squinted, and the magical black suona was sandwiched under her armpits.

Regarding the legend of the black suona, Chef Ma has heard too much. He really wanted to kill this mother-in-law, snatch that black suona over, and see what happened.

Can the horse flesh and bone erosion water deal with the legendary black suona? The horse chef is not sure! He absolutely cannot do anything that he is not sure of, because his martial arts are indeed not as good as before. This is his secret! Cook Ma suddenly became sad, and he put his sorrow on his face undisguised. His tears soon flowed, running wildly down his big, white, fat face.

The black woman spirit was very strange: "I didn't say I was going to kill you, why are you so sad?"

Cook Ma sighed: "If a person knows that he is about to be killed, he will generally not be sad, but fearful. ”

The black woman laughed dryly: "You're not afraid?"

Chef Ma's eyes became a little dull, and his tears fell straight down like pearls with broken threads: "I really wish you killed me with a knife, because ...... Because I don't want to live anymore......"

The black woman was curious: "Why don't you want to live?"

Cook Ma let out a long sigh, and suddenly slapped himself a few big mouths, he pumped so hard that blood had flowed down the corners of his mouth: "I am the shopkeeper of this big restaurant...... We have a specialty here...... Call...... Call...... Stir-fried python slices...... There's a ...... in the big iron cage in my backyard A Dragon Creek Monty Python...... I didn't expect ...... but my only son died in Shekou......"

The black woman listened very carefully, and sighed: "Why don't you lock the iron cage of the giant python?"

Cook Ma said with tears: "The iron cage has a lock, I didn't expect it...... I was broken by the brute......"

The black woman nodded and let out a long sigh.

The horse cook wept as he took off his coat and covered it over the python corpse in the hall.

Hei Pojing sighed and said: "Longxi Giant Python, I have also seen it, it is indeed extremely fierce. As she spoke, her thin body floated gently to the ground: "There is one thing I want to ask you!"

Cook Ma looked sad: "What's the matter?"

Hei Po Jing said: "Such a fierce giant python, who killed it?"

Chef Ma wiped away a handful of tears: "It's Luo Xiaofeng, the head catcher of Hacheng." ”

The black woman was surprised: "The small county town has such a powerful character?"

Chef Ma said: "Luo Xiaofeng is a rising star in the Ethereal Continent, although his debut time is very short, his fame in the rivers and lakes is no match for anyone! Everyone says that he is the first person in the rivers and lakes!"

The black woman sneered a few times, and suddenly walked towards the python corpse.

Cook Ma's heart tightened instantly, and he quietly aimed the small oil lamp in his hand at the black woman.

The black suona in the hands of the black woman shines with an eerie cold light. Before the black suona made a move, it was the most terrifying. The horse cook is afraid of death. The richer the person, the more afraid of death. He will never take risks lightly until he has to!

The black woman gently lifted the gown covering the python corpse, and the bucket-thick python corpse was revealed. Her eyes were poisonous, and she could see at a glance the fatal wound of the python. The wound was seven inches. The wound is a sword wound. The wound is small, but it can be fatal.

Hei Pojing's eyes tightened, such a precise swordsmanship is indeed rare in the rivers and lakes.

The black woman spirit suddenly turned around and faced the horse cook.

(End of chapter)