Syllable! “

Qin Xianglin's fist hit the fat head and big eared waiter's face, making a crisp sound. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

This sound is like an axe splitting a piece of firewood.

This punch carried Qin Xianglin's endless anger, as if a burning bison was reloaded.

With this punch, Qin Xianglin wanted to hit Lin Danfeng in the face.

Bedbug?

Never underestimate bed bugs!

The fat man with a fat head and big ears felt that his facial features were completely displaced.

The bridge of the nose is completely smoothed, and a mouthful of teeth cannot be saved.

He flew out like a kite with a broken string.

He fell on the steps like a refrigerator falling from the sky.

He felt like he wasn't being punched, but being hit by a tank at two hundred yards.

Then, in the process of being knocked out, it fell apart.

He wanted to cry. But I couldn't cry.

He wanted to scream, screaming miserably, but there was no sound.

The moment he landed, he had already passed out.

The people around him had to help him call first aid.

And Qin Xianglin stood in place, clenching his fists. His expression was still calm, but his eyes were cold and frightened.

Four waiters, one who went out and was beaten away, and the remaining three.

The remaining three people were dumbfounded, as if they had seen the Heavenly Sage descend to earth. Death is coming.

At the moment, the three of them don't look like people, more like wooden figures, stone statues, or ice sculptures.

Qin Xianglin's gaze looked at the waiter who had initially blocked his way with his hand, and asked calmly:

"My car, can I park here?"

The waiter's whole body trembled like a sieve frame, his mouth opened wide, and he was pronouncing with almost all his strength:

"Can?? Yes?? Can you??"

Qin Xianglin ignored him anymore and walked up the steps of the Heshun Club.

Behind Qin Xianglin is the entire lively cherry blossom street, brightly lit and gorgeous.

The spring breeze is coming, the lights are bright, the traffic is busy, everything is Qin Xianglin's background.

Qin Xianglin stood at the door of the Heshun Club and turned to look back.

At the moment when Qin Xianglin looked back, the three waiters who were standing in place seemed to feel the cars beside them, the stone steps under their feet, and the street lamps in the distance. They were all trembling, like an earthquake.

Qin Xianglin walked into the rotating glass door, and Hu Bing followed.

Hu Bing, who witnessed everything, had six words in his mind: The wind and clouds dominate the world!

In this situation, only these six words can express the shock of the young Hu Bing's naïve inner world.

The moment Qin Xianglin stepped into the center of the Heshun Club, the noisy crowd began to calm down.

Avid gamblers began to calm down.

The sound of shaking the dice stopped abruptly.

The numbers are still turning, because the waiter who should press the stop has been petrified.

Jizo sat on the sofa with the best view on the second floor, with an elephant cigar in his mouth.

The moment Jizo saw Qin Xianglin, Jizo had already put the Elephant King cigar in his mouth, like a withered branch, and in an instant, it was tasteless.

Jizo sat and didn't stand up. I don't know if I forgot to stand up, or if I didn't dare to stand up.

Qin Xianglin and Hu Bing stood in the middle of the casino, looking at the world.

Qin Xianglin's gaze searched through the crowd, from the first floor to the second floor.

On the second floor, Qin Xianglin's gaze found Jizo.

When Qin Xianglin's gaze met Jizo's, Jizo stood up suddenly like a robot receiving instructions.

Standing straight, his hands drooping naturally, his mouth was like a king cigar, which was a dead branch that had been crushed by a night of heavy snow, and it fell naturally.

"Brother Man!" Jizo's tone was humble and his eyes were respectful, as if a soldier had met a marshal.

Qin Xianglin nodded and beckoned him over.

Jizo's whole body was like an electric shock. It was like a sore under his feet. The fear in my heart is like stepping on the door of a ghost and on the verge of death.

Jizo didn't want to go over, didn't dare to go over, but, didn't dare not go over.

Jizo hesitated for a second, then suddenly started, like a supercar speeding up to 100 kilometers.

Jizo was afraid that by hesitating for a second, he would offend Yama and cause trouble.

I really can't afford to provoke it, and I can't hide if I want to.

A man's majesty does not lie between his eyebrows. It's about what he's done.

Jizo took three steps and made two steps, and stood in front of Qin Xianglin, half-hunched.

"Brother Man, are you looking for me?" Jizo is at least ten years older than Qin Xianglin.

However, the generations of the rivers and lakes are not based on age. At this time, it was to make Jizo shout, "Barbarian! Jizo will not hesitate.

Qin Xianglin nodded and asked, "What about the eight-faced Buddha?" “

"The Buddha is chanting Buddha upstairs, this is a compulsory course for his old man!" Jizo let out a long breath.

Qin Xianglin came, not looking for him Jizang, this is Jizang's luck.

Qin Xianglin came, he didn't do anything, this is the creation of Jizang.

"Tell him to come down! I have something to say! Qin Xianglin said calmly.

"Yes, yes!" Jizo was respectful, raised his leg and kicked a stupid waiter on the side, and scolded viciously: "Didn't that kid hear what Brother Barbarian said? Go and invite the Buddha! “

The waiter seemed to suddenly wake up, and hurriedly ran out and ran upstairs to invite the Buddha.

He ran too fast, his feet went limp again, and he fell down the stairs.

This time, the fall was not light, and when he got up, his left hand was numb from pain, and he lost consciousness. Most of the time it's broken.

However, he did not dare to stay, and he almost climbed up the stairs.

He almost knocked on the door of the eight-faced Buddha.

When he saw the eight-faced Buddha, he trembled all over his body in pain, his face was pale, and cold sweat was the size of a soybean, rolling down his forehead one after another.

The eight-faced Buddha has beads crossed in his hands, his legs are crossed, and he has entered an ethereal state of meditation and meditation.

At this time, the eight-faced Buddha who was interrupted was full of anger, his eyes were cold, and he roared angrily: "You'd better have something big, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!" “

The roar of the eight-faced Buddha is extraordinary, coupled with his own fat body and shiny bald head, he really has a bit of the majesty of the Buddha's anger and King Kong.

The waiter had endured the severe pain to the extreme, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The barbarians of Huadu are here??"

After saying that, he fainted from pain.

Just in an instant, the Buddha beads in the hands of the eight-faced Buddha fell to the ground, and the whole person's face turned pale, and the majesty of the previous Buddha's anger and Vajra was gone, but it was replaced by sincere fear.

"He?? What are you here for? The eight-faced Buddha asked aloud, his voice already weak, even trembling.

But. The waiter broke his arm and fainted in pain, unable to hear the eight-faced Buddha's question.

Even if you hear it, what can you do?

How could he, a small waiter, know Qin Xianglin's intentions?

The eight-faced Buddha felt a cold sweat on his forehead and back, and he let go of his feet. Stood up.

As soon as I stood up, my legs and feet became weak and I almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the eight-faced Buddha didn't know that his feet were because he had been meditating for too long and his blood was not connected, but he was frightened by Qin Xianglin and became weak.

The eight-faced Buddha held on to the wall and finally stood firm.

And then. He bent down and picked up the pear blossom wood Buddha beads that had fallen on the ground.

The Buddha beads have a luster and have been coiled for a long time.

The eight-faced Buddha eased his mind, picked up a stick of incense from the altar, lit the statue in front of the Buddha statue, respectfully bowed three times and kowtowed, and silently recited in his heart: "Ask the Buddha to bless the disciple!" “

The eight-faced Buddha inserted the incense into the incense burner, slowly stood up, gave the fainting waiter a vicious look, and then walked out.

The eight-faced Buddha counted the beads on the road and prayed in his heart: "It's going to be fine, it's going to be okay!" I have atoned for my sins in front of the Buddha, and his old man has heard my prayers! “

The eight-faced Buddha prayed as he quickened his pace.

The barbarian is not like a patient person, and the eight-faced Buddha does not dare to let the eight-faced Buddha wait for a long time.

The eight-faced Buddha appeared on the second floor, and the eyes were greeted by dazzling lights.

There were a lot of people in the venue. But it's not lively at all.

Qin Xianglin was like a god, standing in the center of the venue, suppressing all the people.

The eight-faced Buddha glanced at Qin Xianglin, and saw that Qin Xianglin didn't bring a few people, and his heart was a little relieved.

But. The eight-faced Buddha still didn't dare to go downstairs.

Qin Xianglin is a first-class ruthless person, he doesn't care about the number of people, and he doesn't care who the other party is.

The eight-faced Buddha thought that if Qin Xianglin wanted to make a move, he could run immediately on the second floor.

Moreover, the eight-faced Buddha's heart was already occupied by fear, and if he walked in, he was afraid that Qin Xianglin would see him tremble.

"I don't know, why did Brother Man come to me?"

After all, the eight-faced Buddha is an old man who has seen the world, although his heart is trembling, he can still say a sentence on his lips, full of energy, and it doesn't sound like he has lost his identity.

"Nothing else, I'll just ask a question!" Qin Xianglin's face was calm, and his eyes looked at the eight-faced Buddha as if he was not so aggressive and murderous.

"Oh?" The eight-faced Buddha was a little surprised, and if it was asking a question, it would be a no-brainer.

As long as you don't do it, even if you pay him another two million.

This is not a nest, after all, those who come out to mix always have to pay it back!

The eight-faced Buddha already had an idea in his heart, "I don't know, what question does Brother Man want to ask?" “

"I'll just ask, Buddha, did you lose face in Huadu?" Qin Xianglin asked.

The eight-faced Buddha was shocked again. What does this mean? Did you lose it in Huadu? Naturally, this incident is not a secret in the whole Sakura Street.

Qin Xianglin is a first-hand witness, why did he ask this question? What is he trying to express?

Rao is the eight-faced Buddha is an old man, but he can't figure out what's going on!

"Yes!" The eight-faced Buddha nodded and replied. I only hope that this answer is what Qin Xianglin wants.

"Good!" Qin Xianglin smiled faintly, "Does the Buddha want to regain the face he lost in Huadu?" “

The eight-faced Buddha's heart tightened. The face of the eight-faced Buddha was not so much lost in Huadu, but in Qin Xianglin's hands.

After all, Hua didn't slap the face of the eight-faced Buddha, all of this was done by Qin Xianglin.

Now, again, he asks what that means. Finding faults?

The eight-faced Buddha didn't know how to answer.

At this time, I heard Qin Xianglin say loudly: "If the Buddha wants to go to Huadu to regain face, I am willing to accompany him!" “

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