To bet or not to bet?

Zhang Mazi can mix up to today, his eyesight is natural, he can see that this is a hard idea, betting, there is no chance of winning at all, sticking money, this is obviously not what he wants to take it, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly pulled out his gun.

"Ding~"

With a crisp sound, Zhang Mazi only felt a light in his hand, and looked at the pistol left in his hand in horror, and in his hand, a very ordinary card was firmly inserted upside down on the table.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to people pointing guns at me." Zhuo Ao didn't know when a stack of cards appeared in his hand, changing tricks in his hand at will.

"Boss!" A group of gambling juniors saw that the boss was in danger, and they all raised the guns in their hands, as the godson of the warlord, a dozen guns were still worthy.

"Xiu Xiu Xiu~" Zhuo Ao waved his hand casually, and the sound of dense breaking of the air sounded, and more than a dozen gun-wielding brothers suddenly felt a light in their hands, and the gun was cut off in unison, and sixteen chapters of cards were firmly nailed to the wall, and for a moment, the casino was terrifying.

"As I said, I don't like people pointing guns at me, and I don't want another time, otherwise, these cards will appear on your heads!" Zhuo Ao said lightly.

"Goo~" Zhang Mazi swallowed his saliva, looked at Zhuo Ao and said: "Leave a name for my friend, I think, my godfather ...... him"

"A small warlord, who occupies several small counties in Xiangxi, and does not even have a reinforced regiment under his hands, this kind of character, I am not interested in knowing who he is." Zhuo Ao stood up, walked to Ren Tingting's side, and stretched out his hand to pull her up, no one dared to stop her.

Withdrawing the gold coins on his table, he turned his head to look at Zhang Mazi and said: "My name is Zhuo Ao, maybe I can help you think of something, if you don't know, ask your father, if he doesn't know, then this warlord has no need to exist." ”

"You...... You're a bloodthirsty god!? Zhang Mazi gasped, looked at Zhuo Ao in horror, and even unconsciously took two steps back and kicked over his chair.

"I think, no one dares to pretend to be my name, this matter, it's better to keep it secret, otherwise it will ......" Zhuo Ao swept the people around him who were as quiet as cicadas: "Your little life, I'm afraid no one can save it." ”

"Yes, yes." In the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhang Mazi, who had always been arrogant and domineering, didn't even dare to come out at this moment, and sent Zhuo Ao and his party away with a flattering face.

"Boss, do you want to ......" Zhuo Ao and his party left, and a horse boy stepped forward and helped Zhang Mazi, who was a little weak-legged.

"Yes, I want your mother!" Zhang Mazi jumped up nervously, waved his hand and slapped the little brother over, and glared at everyone with murderous eyes: "Forget about this matter for Lao Tzu, if anyone dares to leak the news, I will kill whoever first!" ”

Bloodthirsty, ordinary people naturally do not know, but two years ago, it was enough to give the warlords of all parties a headache of the lone ranger, single-handedly, all the way out of Shanghai, of course, escape is the official statement, but in fact, people are from Shanghai all the way out, where they passed, foreigners are extinct, warlords are frightened, and then I heard that two years ago, the three largest warlords in the south united Britain, France, Germany and Japan organized the most elite troops, in Wolong Mountain to be encircled and suppressed, dispatched 50,000 troops to surround and kill, but after that war, Less than 20,000 of the 50,000 army came back alive, but after all, this bloodthirsty god was wiped out, but today it seems that the guy is not dead, and he is still alive and well.

Zhang Mazi believes that if his godfather knows about this, not only will it be impossible to help him take revenge, but the biggest possibility is that he will directly tie himself up and ask for guilt.

Of course, it is impossible to kill 30,000 people alone, even if you stand and let Zhuo Ao kill, you have to kill for a long time, at that time, Zhuo Ao also took advantage of the geographical conditions, plus these 50,000 people are from seven forces, it is not a monolith, under the traction of Zhuo Ao, most of them are cannibalistic and die, but for the outside world, one person can kill 30,000, no matter what the process is, it is enough to deify Zhuo Ao.

"Thank you for saving me, Brother Zhuo." On the way back, Ren Tingting trotted to Zhuo Ao's side and said a little shyly.

"Little things." Zhuo Ao nodded, looked at Ren Tingting and said, "But the year is not good now, Miss Ren's appearance is sometimes a big disaster, and you have to pay more attention to it." ”

"yes, got it." Ren Tingting said obediently.

"By the way, senior brother, you are not allowed to tell the master about this matter, understand?" Zhuo Ao turned his head and said indifferently to Wen Cai, who had an excited look on his face.

"Huh? Why? Wen Cai was originally going to divide this matter into seventy-seven and forty-nine times after he went back, and show off with the master and Qiusheng, but now Zhuo Ao directly broke off this thought, and looked at Zhuo Ao with a resentful face.

"There's no why, you just have to do it." Zhuo Ao glanced at Wen Cai lightly and said.

"Oh, got it." Wencai said bitterly.

"Ah Wei, tell those people who tell you, this matter, especially Mr. Zhuo's identity, is not allowed to spread randomly." When Master Ren on the side heard this, he also instructed Ah Wei on the side.

"Yes, cousin-in-law." Ah Wei nodded hurriedly and glanced at Zhuo Ao with a sneer.

Smiled and nodded to Master Ren, sure enough, he was old and refined, so as not to bother with his words, he didn't care about this matter, he didn't care, after completing the ultimate goal of this secret realm, after eliminating Master Ren, he would return, but his identity would eventually bring trouble to Uncle Jiu and Wencai, two years ago, he killed himself from Shanghai to Xiangxi two years ago, and there were many enemies, so he arched his hand and said: "Master Ren, it's not too early, let's leave first, otherwise the master will be in a hurry." ”

"Well, if Mr. Zhuo is free, you might as well come and sit down and walk around more." Master Ren clenched his fists and saluted back.

"Definitely." Zhuo Ao nodded, and left with Wen Cai, although Wen Cai is a senior brother, but when he is out of the house, in the absence of Uncle Jiu, everything is obviously decided by Zhuo Ao.

"Dad, what is the bloodthirsty god, why is Zhang Mazi scared like that when he hears his name?" Looking at the backs of Zhuo Ao and the two of them, Ren Tingting asked.

"Don't ask, and don't tell anyone about it in the future." Master Ren glanced at the direction where Zhuo Ao left, and said with a smile: "But as long as he is here, with today's events, that Zhang Mazi not only does not dare to touch our Ren family again, but even wants to slap us." ”

No matter what Zhuo Ao's original intention was, but he made a move for Ren Tingting, and indirectly told everyone that Zhuo Ao was related to Ren Tingting, whether it was true or not, Zhang Mazi would never dare to touch Ren Tingting again, nor would he dare to touch their Ren family, with this, it was enough.

"I didn't expect Uncle Nine to accept an amazing character." Shaking his head and sighing, Master Ren left with Ren Tingting, he didn't think about having anything to do with Zhuo Ao, this kind of character, as soon as he heard the name, he knew that it was not popular, if he was entangled too deeply, in the end, I am afraid it would affect the Ren family.

"Oh." Ren Tingting nodded obediently, didn't ask again, and followed Master Ren back to Ren's house.

The next day, Uncle Jiu took Qiusheng and Wencai to visit Ren's house, Zhuo Ao didn't go over, anyway, he was discussing some details of moving the grave, it didn't matter if he went or not, he had wasted a day yesterday, and he didn't want to waste it today.

Three days later, Master Ren was unearthed, and it was about his final task, and Zhuo Ao naturally wanted to see how powerful this Master Ren was.

"Brother Zhuo, meet again." When Ren Tingting saw Zhuo Ao, her eyes lit up, she stepped forward and took the initiative to say.

"Well, today the old lady Ren is unearthed, I'll take a look with the master." Zhuo Ao smiled and nodded, looked at Ren Tingting's dress today, and praised: "Actually, Miss Ren's dress today looks much more beautiful than a dress." ”

"Brother Zhuo likes it?" A touch of shyness flashed in Ren Tingting's eyes.

Zhuo Ao turned his head, nodded and said: "Well, we have our own style in China, there is no need to learn from foreigners, the difference in culture and body type, what is suitable for foreigners may not be suitable for us." ”

"Then I won't wear a dress from now on." Ren Tingting nodded.

Zhuo Ao frowned slightly, he had an experience, and he could naturally see the meaning contained in the girl's gaze, and avoided his gaze a little evasively: "This is naturally better, it is just a suggestion below, and everything depends on Miss Ren herself." ”

"Cousin, the old lady has a grave." Ah Wei walked over and pulled Ren Tingting and said.

"Oh." Ren Tingting nodded, and went over to occupy Master Ren's side.

"Master, what kind of funeral, is it a French-style funeral?" Wen Cai asked over there, but was glared back by Uncle Jiu.

"Brother Zhuo, do you know what a legal burial is?" Ren Tingting also looked at Zhuo Ao with a curious expression.

"Well, in popular terms, legal burial actually means vertical burial." Zhuo Ao nodded.

Soon, the coffin of the old lady Ren was picked up, Zhuo Ao stretched out his hand, took the detector to his eyes, and nailed his gaze to the old lady's corpse, but the hint he got was that it could not be detected, and there was no sign of life.

Sure enough, technology products are still not powerful after all!

Zhuo Ao sighed, withdrew the detector, walked to the side of the ninth uncle with a solemn face, and said in a low voice: "Master, the corpse will not rot for twenty years, I'm afraid it will ......" Although nothing can be detected, the thick dead air that escapes after the coffin is opened, even people who don't understand spells can feel it.

Uncle Nine nodded, and suggested that Master Ren spark the corpse on the spot, but Master Ren resolutely refused.

Zhuo Ao's eyes fell on the corpse of the old lady Ren, and he thought in his heart whether to cremate the corpse of the old lady Ren like this, which was naturally the easiest, but in the end, he gave up this plan, in fact, he also wanted to try how powerful the zombie was, he had reached the seventh order, compared with the zombie, which was more powerful.