Sure enough, the little scholar wanted to say a few more words, but he was stopped by Wu conscience and roared: "Take down this stinky scholar for me!" ”

The little scholar shook his head: "How can you not listen to this son......

Gu Shu's forehead jumped when he heard this, "Let's talk about wool, don't shut up yet!" ”

The little scholar was stunned for a moment, and said to Gu Shu, "This son, you, why don't you know the hearts of good people." ”

Gu Shu was forced by this little scholar to make his forehead bruise, "The mouth cannon is a fart!" "I ......"

"Besides?!" Gu Shu stepped forward and pulled the person behind him, extremely arrogant, "What kind of ability is it to beat people, there is a kind of intelligence that you fight with Lao Tzu!" ”

"Yes, look at you like this, you are a straw bag, you can only use knives and guns, you don't have a brain, and you are stupid in one word!"

"Only stupid people use force, smart people - use it here!"

Gu Shu pointed to his skull, raised his eyebrows and asked provocatively, "How is it, stupid melon, do you dare to compare?" ”

The little scholar hugged his book, scratched his head and muttered, "Isn't this also talking?" “

Wu Liangxin sighed twice, "Your agitation method is useless against Ben Shao!" ”

"Do it!"

Gu Shu shook his head, "Do you want to gamble?" ”

Bet?

Wu Liangxin's eyes lit up, "Stop!" “

After a while, the little scholar followed Gu Shu and asked curiously, "Wow, how do you know that he is a good gambler?" ”

"Can you bet? Your life is on the line! ”

"Eh, why don't you speak, by the way, your surname is Cao Gongping, the word Huilin, who is your surname??"

Gu Shu put his arms behind his head, annoyed by him, and glanced at him, "Shut up, it's noisy!" ”

"What do you say! Beat you to death! “

The thugs around him scolded, and the little scholar closed his mouth like a frightened mouse.

Gu Shu plucked out his ears, and he was finally clean.

Soon, they were introduced into a pawnshop.

The pawnshop owner was used to it, and after turning around and going around, he led people into the tunnel.

Gu Shu flattened his mouth, no wonder he couldn't find it, it turned out to be an underground organization, a cunning rabbit three holes.

"Bet big and small, buy and leave!"

"Boy, you dare to chop off his hands!"

"Phew, Lao Tzu's coffin has been lost!"

"Hahaha, win and win!"

The little scholar was like a chicken stepping on his tail, looking at the crowded and spitting scene in front of him, and kept shrinking behind Gu Shu.

"W-why is this filth here......

Gu Shu glanced at him, "That's scared?" “

The little scholar hugged the book in his hand tightly, "The sage book in his hand can protect me, me." ”

"Wow, sick."

The little scholar didn't speak anymore, and followed everyone timidly, through the hall full of the smell of sweat, and was taken to the second floor by Wu Conscience.

The Wu family is a frequent visitor to the gambling house, so he naturally has his private room.

"Okay, how do you say to play?"

Wu Liangxin sat down at the huge gaming table in the room, and someone served tea.

Gu Shu's face did not change, he sat with his sleeves brushed up, his movements were elegant, and his face was as plain as water, even if he was at a disadvantage, he was still noble and calm.

Wu Liangxin looked at it greedily, I am afraid that the vulgar powder in his backyard can't be compared.

He said, "Bigger than the size, pai gow?" Ben or less is fine. ”

"Let's play a different way of betting?" Gu Shu hooked his lips, suddenly pulled out the big knife from the hands of the person behind him, and threw it on the table, every move was chic and uninhibited, "Blindfolded and shaken the dice, the one with the largest number of points is the winner, every time you lose a game, how about letting the other party cut a knife?" ”

"Protect the young master!"

The thugs behind him immediately drew their knives, and the sound of the knives sounded, and the cold light flickered, all aiming at Gu Shu's vital points.

The little scholar was so frightened that his body trembled three times, his face turned pale, and he swallowed his saliva, "You, you have mercy under the knife, let people live, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter and slaughter ......."