Strange people are hidden in the dark room

Rakshasa liquor gambling on human life

The room, so simple that you can't be in a humble room.

There was almost nothing in the room, except for a man and two worn-out iron chairs, all that was left was a dim oil lamp.

A man sat upright in the chair across from me, and an indescribable sense of oppression came from him.

His shining eyes were more white and less black, and he stared at me like a wild beast, as if I were the lamb in the mouth of the tiger.

He was shirtless, with strong muscles and muscles, his skin was even darker and shiny, and he was wearing an extremely strange totem tattoo, which made this person look very mysterious and weird under the light of the dim light.

And it's not just the tattoos on his body that are weird, but also the masks on his face.

I saw that this big man was wearing the mask of a demon on his face, this evil ghost had green fangs, and he opened his mouth to shout angrily, which made people look like he was angry and, and as if he was going to swallow everything in the world at any time before he could stop.

The mask was made of iron, and the man in front of me looked more like it was made of pure iron.

No matter who is in such a place again, seeing such a person, seeing such a mask, they can't help but shiver.

After I saw this person, I couldn't help but gasp, and after a long time, I slowly said: "This game is the two of us betting?" ”

"Sit!" The iron-like man didn't answer, but said coldly.

His voice was not loud, but it was like a bell, humming the closed room.

"Good!" Seeing this, I simply turned my heart sideways, walked straight over and sat down on the chair opposite him.

"Good!" The iron-clad man said in a slightly appreciative tone.

"It's good!" I looked at his beast-like eyes and said aloud.

"Drink!" The iron-clad man reached out and snatched two large jars of wine from under his chair.

The black and shiny wine jar is the most old-fashioned and retro wine jar, this kind of wine jar is now rare, although there is a thick layer of mud on the jar, but there is still an extremely sweet smell wafting out of the wine jar.

These two wine jars, each jar contains at least a dozen catties of wine, and it takes a lot of effort to hold it with both hands at the same time, but this big man just raised his hand lightly and threw him towards me, as if he was not throwing a wine jar, but throwing a bag that was so light that it could not be lighter.

However, although he threw it very hard, the wine jar came strangely slowly, as if it was being led forward with an invisible thread, and it floated gently and slowly towards me.

I didn't immediately reach out to pick it up, because I knew that although the iron-like man sitting opposite me at this time looked violent and irritable, the kung fu on his wrist was not to be underestimated.

If I rashly reach out to catch it at this time, the strength accumulated on the wine jar will inevitably explode, and even if I can catch this wine jar, this wine jar will definitely break.

And once this jar is broken, then it means that I have lost.

It's over before it even starts, and that's certainly not the result I wanted.

So, I didn't move, I just watched quietly as the jar flew towards me.

And when the wine jar was less than half a meter away from me, I suddenly stretched out my right hand diagonally forward, and then turned my wrist, and at the moment when my fingertips just touched the wine jar, my wrist snapped inward, and with the force of this wine jar, I drew a big circle in the air.

"Good!" In front of me, I caught the jar he threw over in this way, and the big iron man suddenly shouted.

"Naturally, it's good!" I said with a smile as I took the jar in my arms.

"Drink!" The big iron man looked at me and shouted.

"Good!" With a wave of my hand, I slapped the mud seal on the top of the wine jar, and a fragrant smell of wine greeted me.

"Good wine!" I said out loud.

"Naturally it's good wine!" The iron-like man also slapped the wine jar in his hand at this time, and after he said this, he had already taken three sips in a row.

After taking three sips of wine, the big man wiped the residual wine on his chin with his hand and said loudly: "You drink too!" Whoever is slow, who loses! ”

He only said seven words, but he drank a dozen sips.

"Good!" Although he said seven words and drank more than a dozen sips, I only answered one word, and I also drank a dozen sips in a row.

Although this iron-like man drank quickly and quickly, I drank no slower than him, no less than him.

Wine, very strong.

But the wine is very sweet and smooth.

As soon as I took a bite of my stomach, a warm feeling instantly rose from my lower abdomen, and it spread all over my body in an instant, as if a dying person in winter was shining on my body by a warm sun.

Wine, not so much to drink again, but to pour it in. In the blink of an eye, most of the jar of wine had been poured into my stomach. But at this time, not only did I not feel the slightest drunkenness, on the contrary, my whole body was very comfortable, and what was even more strange was that the more I drank, the more energetic I became.

After these five or six pounds of wine, not only was the things in front of me not blurred, but even my sense of hearing and smell seemed to be sharper than before at this moment.

"How so? What a strange wine! "I said in my heart." What the fuck is this? ”

I didn't pay much attention to it, though, and I just kept pouring wine into my mouth.

I don't want to lose, and of course, I can't lose!

Since I can't lose, I have to win.

And the only way to win is to drink faster and more violently than this guy.

However, at this moment, suddenly there was a loud noise, and I saw a big hand of steel snatching at me.

The iron claws were like an eagle, and like the claws of a tiger, striking my left wrist. This guy's grasp is extremely fast and powerful, if he is caught by his claw, it must be a broken bone and tendon.

"Not good! This guy fucking sneaks up on me! Seeing this, I was shocked.

But just as my mind was turning, this hand suddenly shook in the air, and it went straight to the wine jar in my hand.

It turns out that this iron-clad man doesn't want my life, he only wants to smash the jar of wine in my hand. If the wine jar is broken, the wine in the jar will be spilled, and when the wine is spilled, the gambling game of gambling with wine will be lost.

I just wanted to fight with him for a real drink, and I really didn't guard against this guy's hand.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly rugged man has such a scheming, which is really unexpected.

However, although I was shocked, I did not panic in the movements of my hands.

I first dragged the wine jar in my hand upwards, and then, with my right hand, I pointed directly at the three acupoints of Shaoze, Qu Ze, and Shaohai on the guy's arm, although this move is not a famous stunt in the rivers and lakes, but these three acupoints are the weakest places on the human arm, even if it is a person with infinite strength, if he is hit by these three positions, he will lose his combat effectiveness within tens of seconds.

"Good kung fu!" Seeing that I pointed out the three acupoints on the crook of his arm, the iron-like man suddenly shouted: "I didn't expect that after so many years, I can still see the heir of the Liu Jiaquan of the Northern School." ”

He kept talking, and his hands were not slow at all. He uttered a total of twenty-six words, but in an instant, his hand changed thirty-four techniques in a row, and he took the wine jar in my hand.

This person seems to be five big and three thick, but the kung fu in his hands is really tight, he not only understands the Shaolin Taizu long fist of the northern faction, but also understands the southern faction's tendons and bones, not only proficient in the small power of the northern faction Xingyi boxing, but also integrates the fierce strength of the southern faction Dahong boxing in the moves.

After more than 30 rounds, I have been forced to only parry, and I have no power to fight back.

However, fortunately, neither of us was sitting on the chair at this time, and he was still holding the wine jar with one hand, if both of us were in the wine jar, standing up and letting go, I guess I would never be able to walk ten moves in front of him.

"If you continue like this, you must be hit by him in the wine jar. I've got to think of a trick. But...... But what should I do? ”

As my mind turned, the iron-like man made a dozen more moves, and by this time, the tips of his fingers were about to touch the wine jar in my hand.

"Hey, hey! Boy, you're going to lose this game! The big iron man grinned grimly.

It's good that he doesn't laugh, he laughs and is like a demon from hell.

I saw this guy laugh and punch me six times. His fist was really fast and urgent, and the first three punches were obviously still using the technique of the Southern Dahong Fist, but when it came to the last three punches, the move suddenly changed, and it turned into the back fist of the Northern White Ape.

I saw that his arm was windy, and the old ape hit me with a move.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, I suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!" I have something to say! ”

"What?" Suddenly, I had something to say, and this big man of iron really stopped his iron arm in the air.

can send and receive, this kung fu of retracting and releasing freely is really amazing.

Looking at today's rivers and lakes, there are really few people who can do his job, no wonder this person will be arranged in this Rakshasa gambling game.

How many people in today's rivers and lakes can be 100% sure that they can win this person?

"What do you want to say?" The big iron man said loudly.

"I just want to say, your kung fu is so good!" I looked at the iron man and said.

I had only spoken ten words, but by the time I said the fourth word, my man had already moved, and I suddenly struck the jar of wine in his hand as fast as I could.

When I did it, my people were still smiling, and they were smiling very modestly, like a child who was humbly studying.

However, this guy seems to have been guarding against me for a long time, and as soon as my person moved, the wine jar in his hand actually took off and flew into the air on its own as if it had wings in an instant.

"Hahaha! Boy, although you are very smart, however, you have to remember that ginger is still old and spicy! You ......" He was smiling, but his smile disappeared in an instant.

Because at this moment, something suddenly flew towards the wine jar that rose in the air, and only heard a "bang", and the wine jar was knocked out in all directions.

If the wine is spilled on the ground, it will naturally be sprinkled all over the body.

The wine is still very sweet, but the iron-like man has already turned pale at this time.

He looked at me like a monster crawling out of hell.

I'm still in a sitting position, but the stool under my ass doesn't know when it's lying on the side.

I still have the wine jar in my hand, and of course there is still wine in the wine jar, and the wine can still be drunk.

I looked at the big man, and after a while, I slowly stood up, shook the wine jar in front of him with both hands, and then said loudly: "Do it first for respect!" ”

After saying that, I raised my neck and poured the remaining wine in the jar into my mouth, "Good wine!" ”

"Good wine indeed!" The big man of iron said loudly, "It's a pity that ......"

"What's the pity?" I looked at him and asked.

However, I could not get an answer any more, because at the very moment when I spoke, the iron man suddenly picked up a fragment of a wine jar on the ground with his toes, and with a wave of his hand, he cut his throat.

Blood, hot and red, gushed out like flowers.

It's beautiful, and it's unmatched by any flower in the world.

It's weird, weird like the water from the River Styx in Hell.

Is this the cost of losing the game?

Losing is equal to death, is this a Rakshasa gamble?

Rakshasa ghost, cannibalistic heart.

The gamble is over, and the sky is not dead.