"Gu Tingkuan, if I were you, keep your mouth shut," Ji Feng said coldly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You know me," Gu Tingkuan narrowed his eyes.

"Haha, of course I know you, Gu Tingkuan, nicknamed Gambler, both good and evil, a man of a thousand doors, right" Ji Feng said with a smile.

"How do you know me," Gu Tingkuan said.

Februaryhong was also very curious, looking at Monsoon, Monsoon said slowly, "Among the thousands of doors, the nickname can start with the word gambling, it is not a simple character, just with this carriage, out of the two of us, your gambling skills rank third, the first is of course the gambling god Dragon Four" Ji Feng pointed to the lively Dragon Four and said.

"What about the second-ranked one," Gu Tingkuan asked, with his signature smile on his face.

"The second one is the horse cone known as the gambling man, oh, it's the guy who is lying on the bed half dead, and his gambling skills are very tight, so it can be said that he is chasing Long Si" Ji Feng said.

"You know a lot, but why did you say that to me," Gu Tingkuan asked curiously.

"Hahahaha, you're very smart" Ji Feng said with a smile, "If it were other people, I wouldn't have told them that much, except for you"

"Why" Gu Tingkuan was curious.

But Monsoon didn't tell him directly, but said to another person, "I have a good friend, nicknamed Magic Hand Shi Yijian, who used to work as a consultant in a casino in Las Vegas, but these are not what he admires, what makes people admire, it is his temperament, you are very similar to him"

"What kind of temperament," Februaryhong couldn't help but ask.

"Although they are all good and evil, but they all have a benevolent heart, you can pay a lot of money for the life of a waste policeman, this is none of your business, but you did it, this style of work, I like it very much.

And Shi Yijian is very similar to you, but he does a better job, every time he participates in the gambling game, he donates the money he wins to poor children, which makes many children out of poverty, and his own expenses are just his own salary," Ji Feng said.

"It's a character, I really want to see it," Gu Tingkuan said with emotion.

"Yes," Monsoon said coldly, "but you both have a common flaw. ”

"What is it?"

"I just don't know people," Monsoon said coldly.

"What does that mean?"

Ji Feng glanced at Gu Tingkuan and said, "That friend of mine, he once accepted an apprentice, but I didn't expect that his apprentice to betray him in the end, but fortunately, in the end, he actually solved that traitor, and you also made a mistake."

"You're saying I shouldn't be the policeman?"

"No, I mean you shouldn't befriend that murderer," Monsoon said coldly.

"Hmph, you knew it was me from the beginning, right" Chang Kun finally couldn't help but stand up and said.

"That's right"

"Then you deliberately tricked me, too?"

"That's right, but it's a bit different," Monsoon said as he faced Chang Kun.

"What's the difference?"

"It's that I'll let you break your body into pieces, you kind of garbage, you don't deserve to live in the world at all," Ji Feng slowly approached Chang Kun and said.

And the people around were all watching from the sidelines and did not speak, because judging by the means of the monsoon, they could not offend the monsoon at all.

"Then it depends on whether you have the strength or not," Chang Kunyin said fiercely, and rushed towards the monsoon quickly.

"Hmph"

Ji Feng snorted coldly, pulled his right hand quickly, grabbed Chang Kun's hand, and presented the knife in his left hand, which was big on Chang Kun's neck, not giving this gambler any chance to react at all.

Just when Chang Kun covered his neck and retreated, Monsoon sometimes took off Chang Kun's right arm with a knife, and used the strength of Wing Chun to directly pull out the entire arm.

This intense pain made Chang Kun suddenly cry out in pain, and the people around him saw the bloody method of the monsoon, and their pupils constricted, and the muscles of his whole body trembled.

Chang Kun covered his hand and slowly retreated, his face was full of horror, he didn't expect that his ruthlessness over the years would have no effect on this person, and looking at this person's appearance, he was afraid that he would kill himself.

Chang Kun couldn't help but look around, trying to find out something, at this moment, Long Si couldn't help it, and wanted to persuade Monsoon's behavior, but before he could speak, he was stopped by the disguised Februaryhong.

"If you want to live well, shut up, otherwise no one will be able to save you," Februaryhong said coldly.

This sentence directly dispelled Long Si's thoughts, because he had a hunch that if he really didn't listen to this person, he might end up no different from that Chang Kun.

The monsoon slowly approached Chang Kun, Chang Kun was also a little anxious, and saw Tu Xin on the side, this Tu Xin is also a man of a thousand doors, and he is ruthless, he has a pistol on his waist, thinking of this, Chang Kun has a notice.

Chang Kun is known as gambling evil, and the signature trick is that one hand of a thousand illusions, in the original book, even the gambling god Dragon Four can't think of any way to crack it, if it wasn't later inadvertently cracked by the protagonist Xiang Zhabei, it would be really difficult to solve it.

There's no way, the protagonist's life is very rebellious, who made Chang Kun not the protagonist, and the bad guy failed, this is also well known.

Chang Kun threw a dice into the air, and then, all the people who stared at it were trapped by the Thousand Sect Illusions, and their eyes were filled with the light brought by many illusions, and they couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly at all.

At this time, Chang Kun quickly snatched the pistol from Tu Xin's waist with his only remaining left hand, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang..." The sound of gunfire echoed throughout the carriage, and at this time, the dice in mid-air also fell to the ground, and the thousand illusions naturally stopped.

Everyone slowly recovered, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts at the horror of this illusion, but they also heard the gunshot, and they all looked at the place where the two people were.

What is shocking is that Monsoon does not have the slightest wound, and is still standing in place, and looking at Chang Kun, chewing peanuts in his mouth.

"Oh, it's over, your illusion is pretty good, it's like the lamp in the song hall, what is it called..."

"How did you crack my illusion, and the bullet just now" Chang Kun asked very confusedly.

"Oh, that's right," Monsoon exclaimed, but Chang Kun made a big jump, "It's called a rotating light"

"You're still kidding me, bastard" Chang Kun was furious.

"Bang bang..." The continuous gunshots rang out, knowing that there were no bullets, it could be seen that Chang Kun's anger was visible, but Ji Feng still stood in place, lowered his head and wrapped another peanut, clicked, and chewed in his mouth.

"Hehe, it's over, you can die, but you can die a little blinder" Monsoon raised his head, and a gray right eye appeared in Chang Kun's field of vision, and slowly Monsoon's left eye emitted a crimson light.