Chapter 317: One Arm Three Hundred Thousand
Sandstorm was silent and didn't speak, but his face was extremely cold, so cold that Keiko didn't know him anymore...
In the casino, all the yellow 'hairy' brothers of Sandstorm surrounded them, and the tattooed boss also came over and said coldly: "Young man, you don't want to play Laipi, do you?" In our case, the most taboo is those who can't afford to lose. ”
When Huizi saw so many people surrounding her, she couldn't help but shudder: "It's not that I can't afford to lose...... I really can't come up with that much money......"
Many gamblers also raised the corners of their mouths, stretched their necks and looked at this excitement happily, which also attracted the attention of the long-legged beautiful 'woman', that is, Xu 'Yan' Ting.
"Uncle Luo, what's going on?" Xu 'Yan' Ting looked back with some curiosity and asked the middle-aged man with tea 'colored' sunglasses.
"Miss, let's not worry about the things in the casino." The middle-aged uncle said softly.
Xu 'Yan' Ting nodded, but still looked this way with interest, after all, everyone has curiosity, and the curiosity of 'women' is generally more than that of men.
Teruko was so frightened that she couldn't sit on her chair and sat on the ground.
"Brother Sandstorm, I beg you, I really don't have any money......"
"Lao Tzu doesn't run a charity." The sandstorm dragged him up and said viciously: "Press the handprint for Lao Tzu obediently, otherwise, you won't want to get out of this 'door' today!" ”
"But...... I really can't take it out! Teruko didn't know what to do, and it was just like this over and over again.
"I don't care if you can get this money or not." Sandstorm said: "No more, take me to your house, Lao Tzu will personally ask your parents for money!" ”
Keiko kept shaking her head, and said with a frightened gaze, "No, no...... My parents will kill me if they find out......"
"Grass!" Sandstorm was visibly impatient, dragging him hard and slamming his head against the table, then pinning him to the table.
Keiko's forehead was bleeding, staining all the hearts and plum 'flowers' squares and 'colors' of the 'colors' cards on the table.
A yellow 'hair' next to him handed over a machete at this time and 'handed over' to Sandstorm's hand.
The reflection of the machete flashed on Keiko's face, and Keiko shivered as if she were sifting chaff.
"Since you don't want to pay, you don't want to make a note." Sandstorm said coldly: "Then use your hands and feet to exchange, one hand is 300,000, leave all your limbs, and we will clear them up, how about it?" Pretty cost-effective, right? ”
Teruko's eyes were frightened, and her head shook desperately like a 'wave' drum: "No, no, don't!" ”
Sandstorm said, "Then do you press your mudra?" ”
Keiko hesitated: "I...... I...... I really can't take it out......"
"Grass!" Sha was furious and suddenly raised his machete: "Damn, the guy who toasts and doesn't eat and drinks!" ”
Keiko glared in fear, begged for mercy, screamed, struggled, shook her head desperately, even tears flowed out, and her words were incoherent. But the machete in Sandstorm's hand was still raised high and fell down heavily, without the slightest hesitation.
The machete made a sound of breaking wind in the air.
Seeing that the knife was about to be chopped off, everyone's eyes widened, as if they could imagine the scene of blood splattering and a bloody hand flying to the side.
Xu Yanting, who was not far away, covered her eyes at a moment, as if she couldn't bear to see such a bloody scene.
"Hey."
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
Naturally, this voice came from me. I was still sitting in a row of chairs, with a fork in my mouth, squinting at them lazily.
The machete stopped less than five centimeters from Keiko's arm. Keiko gasped with his mouth and nose, his pupils widened, and he was already scared away.
Sandstorm straightened up, turned his head, and frowned at me, "You're calling me?" ”
I shrugged, "Who else could I call?" ”
Xu 'Yan' Ting finally saw me at this time, recognized me at a glance, and seemed a little surprised to see me also appear here.
Sandstorm turned his head to face me, he knew that I was with Keiko, and didn't give me any good looks: "What are you going to do?" ”
"Be forgiving." I said lightly: "He's just an ordinary person, and he can't afford 1.2 million." ”
"Grass, he borrowed my money and gambled 1.2 million, you said that if you spare him, you will spare him? You pity him, what about Lao Tzu's money? ”
I smiled and said, "Do you have this 1.2 million yuan, don't you know in your own heart?" ”
Sandstorm's face changed slightly: "What are you talking about?" What do you mean? ”
I said lightly: "Today afternoon, you didn't 'spend' a penny of the chips you gave Huizi. Then he glanced at the tattooed boss again: "I saw it, you and the owner of this gambling house are embarrassed to be 'adulterous', just now when you asked Huang 'Mao' to swipe the card to change chips, it was just a formality, you have already planned to pit Huizi, right?" The four gamblers are gone, but I think they're just your trust. ”
Keiko was still pressed on the table, her face 'pale' and 'revealed' an incredible expression, and she stared blankly at the sandstorm.
"You talk nonsense!" The tattooed boss pointed at me with an angry face: "The stinky boy is here to make trouble, right?!" Come on, blast this troublesome kid out of Lao Tzu! ”
"You don't need to be like this." I smiled and said, "This trick is 'good', 'quite clever', I think you should have used the same method to trap many ignorant teenagers, right?" ”
"Grass! You kid *** is looking for death! Sandstorm became angry and lunged at me.
In an instant, my face sank, staring at the sandstorm that was rushing towards me.
Sandstorm didn't take a machete, but pounced on me with his bare hands. In his eyes, against a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy like me, the advantage of physique can completely crush me.
This will teach him a lesson. Let him know the price of underestimating the enemy.
In the blink of an eye, the sandstorm was already in front of me, and the tall physique was pressing down on me like a mountain.
I've been waiting for him for a long time, and the moment he pounced on me, I suddenly got up from my seat, dodged his fist, and at the same time grabbed the finished instant noodle bucket that had just been placed next to me with one hand and slammed it his face!
There is also a soup that has cooled down, and the instant noodles I just bought are spicy, and if they are buckled on his face at this time, they will definitely be poured into his eyes and nose, and he must feel very sour.
Sandstorm let out a scream of "whoop", and hurriedly wiped his eyes with his hands, but he couldn't open them at all, and the skin and flesh on his nose were completely twisted together.
But the yellow 'hairy' little brothers of the sandstorm, as well as the tattooed boss and a few thugs who watched the scene, there were probably ** people, and they all ran towards me at this time.
I skimmed them with my peripheral eyes, and hit my knee on Sandstorm's lower abdomen again, showing no mercy at all, and then grabbed his hair with one hand, pointed a fork at his ear, and said in a 'yin' manner: "Don't come, be careful that I want his life." ”
Sandstorm was stunned for a moment, he couldn't open his eyes, he didn't know what I was using against him, but he didn't dare to act rashly.
The individual paused and stood about two meters away from me. "You dare!" A round-faced yellow 'hair' raised a dagger as if it was about to stab at me. I chuckled: "You can try it and see if I dare." ”
Sandstorm, who was caught by me, seemed to sense that I wasn't joking, and hurriedly said, "Wait! Wait a minute! ”
The round-faced yellow 'hair' was stunned: "Brother Sandstorm? ”
"Don't move, he really dares, I can feel it!"
Everyone didn't move, and the tattooed boss's face was extremely ugly, and he was lying down in front of his chest, looking at me with a straight face.
Suddenly, someone pointed to my hand and said, "Grass, I thought there was a knife in my hand, a plastic fork, what are you pretending to be?!" "The others also took a closer look, only to realize that what I was holding against Sandstorm's ear turned out to be a fork eating instant noodles, and they all started to scold me for pretending, and then they started to move stupidly.
I sneered, "That's right, it's a plastic fork." But I haven't tried to see if he'll be alive when this thing 'sticks' into his ear, through his eardrums, into his head. As he spoke, the fork in my hand pressed into Sandstorm's ear hole again, and said in a gloomy voice, "Or, you can try it." ”