383 is simply a writing wheel

"Oh, is it?" Yang Qi was noncommittal.

"Yes, yes, absolutely!" Wang Wei nodded endlessly, with a smile on his face: "I don't still owe you the principal of the old man, I want to pay you back the principal as soon as possible, no, I brought my brothers over!"

"Oh, there's a heart. Yang Qi's voice did not have the slightest hint of warmth: "Then tell me, how much do you owe me?"

"This ......" Wang Wei swallowed dryly and glanced at the young master.

This question is really asked to the point of murder, no matter how "Wang Wei" answers, he is not a human being inside and out, and he will die if he says more or less. I believe that everyone who reads the book can understand one or two. Sure enough, the young master looked at him with gloomy eyes, making his sweat come out.

Damn, he/mom shouldn't have "asked for directions" in front of this surnamed Zhang! Last time, this time, too, every time I asked the way here, I thought I was planning, and the surname Zhang immediately asked back, and I had to make this side suffer a dumb loss! Dog's day, this matter has something to do with Lao Tzu? In the final analysis, it was not Lao Tzu who wanted to pick up girls at the beginning, and it was not Lao Tzu who wanted to take revenge later!

Let me/cheap, instead of going up to the pole to ask for directions, not going up to the pole to give advice, look at the present, messed up!

Look at the young master, that kind of vicious little eyes are almost about to emit poisonous smoke, as if you have to settle accounts after the autumn if you don't say a good word-I/fuck you/Mom, when I pick up a girl and fuck a woman, I don't have a penny, not to mention that the first soup and the second soup don't even have butt soup, but now they are shrugging behind me and letting me top the tank?

Yang Qi said calmly: "What's the matter, you don't even remember how much you owe me?"

"The villain remembers, the villain remembers!" Wang Wei said in his heart: "The villain just counts the kindness he has received." Add your mind to it as well, I owe you a total of three thousand ......" After a pause at this, Wang Wei secretly glanced at Yang Qi, Yang Qi's deep eyes couldn't see any reaction, so he gritted his teeth and increased: "Thirty thousand taels of silver, the villain owes you a total of thirty thousand taels of silver, and I will give it with both hands immediately!"

"Thirty thousand taels?" Fang Lingji glared.

"Thirty thousand taels?" exclaimed the crowd of onlookers.

"Thirty thousand taels?" the female man Zhang Wei was also stunned.

What is the concept of 30,000 taels of silver, although there is a difference between ancient and modern times and the world is different, but it can be replaced by a million-level concept. It is similar to the million-level concept at the time when the currency was not inflated, when the people's teachers' monthly salary was forty-two yuan and a half - in short, the astronomical amount of ordinary people.

When the young master heard this, he immediately became anxious, grabbed Wang Wei's collar and lifted him off the ground. Blushing and yelling, "What the are you talking about? 30,000 taels? No!" The so-called fire from the heart of the evil to the side of the gall, the soul of the door to strengthen his courage, he threw Wang Wei aside, and roared: "Don't say that Lao Tzu does not have 30,000 taels." Even if I do, I won't give it to you!"

Yang Qi was happy when he heard this. Everyone just didn't know what he was happy about. I heard him say in a calm voice: "Look, everyone, look, it makes sense to owe money." ”

"Poof!" Fang Lingji was the first to laugh. It's a remake. The rest of the people couldn't help laughing, and even the three of the female man Zhang Wei also showed their faces, and felt that their hearts were much smoother.

"Don't fuck he/mom nonsense, these are pure farts!" The young gang leader didn't blush, and it was really rare to be thick-skinned to the point of being frank: "Anyway, Lao Tzu doesn't have so much money, you ......" He estimated the combat strength of the enemy and me, and had to find a way to escape. Suddenly, he said in a hurry: "You are a senior in the rivers and lakes, you can't bully the small with the big!"

"Jianghu seniors?" Fang Lingji had a question mark on her head: "Which eye do you see that he is a senior in the rivers and lakes, I think you are older than him!"

"I heard it with my own ears, can there be a fake?" The young master pointed at Fang Lingji: "You call him Master, he is your elder." You and I should be peers, so aren't he my seniors?

"You-" Fang Lingji was dumbfounded, she didn't expect that what she had just said in pass would be heard by this bastard. As soon as her eyes rolled, she was about to refute, but Yang Qi raised her hand to stop the farce: "Okay, don't do a war of words." He looked at the other party generously and said, "You think I'm a senior, then I'll be a senior." However, it is natural to repay debts, and you can't just let you go. Well, you're doing what you can, and I'm not going to use more than ten years of power. If I can't take you with one move, I'll let all of you go, how about it?"

"This ......" the young master hesitated, he was a clever and deceitful man, but now he didn't know how to play tricks. The momentum on the other party's body was pressed over like a royal master, so that he had no room to play tricks.

"One move?"

"Just one trick. ”

"Ten years of skill?"

"Never more than ten years of effort. ”

The young master felt a little ridiculous, the difference between ten years and twenty years was too big, where did he get his confidence......? It's not an innate skill, right?!"

Fortunately, Yang Qi shook his head.

"This ......" This condition is really generous enough, his skill is so low, and he only makes one move, no matter how you think about it, there is no problem. He looked around, all the guests were looking at him, and all his subordinates were also looking at him, stretching out his head and shrinking his head was a knife, so let's just order: "Okay, let's make a bet!"

So the lobby was immediately emptied, the wounded were removed, the tables and chairs were removed, and the gambling was ready to begin. The surrounding spectators were in high spirits, and they whispered some information about the young master of the Feiyan Gang. Yang Qi didn't care what it was called, how big it was, etc., but occasionally mentioned one or two sentences of "good kung fu in hand", "swallow darts are hard to get", "light skills are very solid", and analyzed various advantages and disadvantages. Everyone wondered how to defeat him with one move.

Even the female man Zhang Wei looked for Fang Lingji and whispered: "Girl, let your master not be careless, your skills are far inferior and you have to defeat the enemy with one move, it's really a bit ......" For the people who rushed to help at the critical moment, this female man still has a good impression.

Fang Lingji patted her chest and was relieved and bold: "Don't worry." My master only said that he limited his power, not his power. He's super strong, much bigger than you, no problem!"

The word "Strength?" seemed to hit a certain thought of the female man, she and the two girls who followed looked at each other, and looked at Yang Qi with a strange gaze. It's a look of inquiry and anticipation, and I don't know what I'm expecting.

Yang Qi naturally heard their whispers, but he didn't intend to use too strong physical strength. If you use the power of the seventh layer of the dragon elephant, of course, you can win in an instant. But his goal is not to win, but to hone himself. The ruler is short, and the inch is long. It would be ridiculous to see Tarzan in one leaf. This time. Just use the strength of the whole human realm, plus only eight years of internal strength to be precise, to defeat that young master of the Swallow Sect.

"Come on. He walked to the middle of the lobby and stood still, his steady bearing giving the other party more pressure.

"Ready-" the treasurer acted as arbiter: "Begin!"

In the blink of an eye. The gambling fight began.

The young master immediately began to work lightly. The figure sways left and right. Outflanked Yang Qi's side. He flipped over his hand and took out three swallow darts and shot them with a whoosh. The three swallow darts were fast and accurate, and he made up his mind. As long as Yang Qi received the dart, he immediately brazenly said, "One move has passed", and then quickly ran away. But in the face of this sudden dart, Yang Qi did not look surprised at all, his footwork flashed, and he moved out of the other party's perspective while dodging the swallow dart.

The young master only felt that there was no one in front of him, and then a deep voice came from a place very close to his back: "You can't do this." ”

"What-!" The young master instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and jumped out quickly like a blow up, turning around and looking at Yang Qi in disbelief. The audience around was in an uproar, and the big shopkeeper nodded in admiration, but the ones who felt most shocked were Luo Yuxi and Fang Lingji. They will also be able to travel to this set of gossip, and they have all practiced hard, and every step in it has been walked dozens of times. The half-baked ones used in actual combat are not too powerful.

But it is also a gossip swim step, and Yang Qi's few steps have the effect of turning decay into magic, and it is like thunder and lightning that crosses the hearts of the two of them.

"Damn!" the young master was furious, and regardless of the boos around him, he used all his strength to fight guerrillas, and the swallow darts in his hands were endless. Twenty years of skill, and ordinary people have opened a lot of difference, and he is proficient in light skills, and it is very easy for him to jump to the second floor and so on. And the big shopkeeper's evaluation of him is also pertinent, and it can be seen that his foundation is quite solid. is also twenty years of skill, and the man in the pants who raided the Flower Shifting Village is completely inferior to him.

In Yang Qi's eyes, the internal force of this young master is much more accurate than that of the man in the pants. The more precise, condensed, and unified, the more the inner and outer are mixed, the more difficult it is to be seen and disturbed. However, when it comes to Yang Qi's realm, there are few people below the innate who can't see through it. Therefore, the enemy who used all his skills turned into a vivid textbook, showing the mysteries of the Flying Swallow Shining Trick one by one.

"Damn, damn it, why can't you take it off!" No matter how the swallow dart is fired, no matter how it flashes and moves, the young master feels extremely depressed. The other party has not even raised his hand so far, and has simply walked with steps. Compared with him, who flies high and jumps low and is all over the field, the opponent's movement range is not large, the speed is not fast, and the movements are not fancy.

In the process of running around like parkour, the other party will not even move a step, but it will make him feel that his actions are just a juggling of ordinary energy, and there is no meaning. Occasionally taking a step or two, each step on the most subtle place, each step made him extremely uncomfortable.

His own Flying Swallow Flashing Spirit Trick is like a caged bird, and he can't fly out of this cage.

What he didn't know was that Yang Qi was actually deliberately forcing his potential to let him show all the Flying Swallow Flashing Secret Tricks. The combination of super memory and extraordinary comprehension made Yang Qi's spirit run like a state-of-the-art analysis decoder, and in a short period of time, he had a lot of understanding of the light skills of Feiyan Shining Spirit. The realm gap is too big, and Yang Qi's comprehension of this set of light skills is already more thorough than that of the young master himself.

This is simply the ability of the humanoid writing wheel eye in the martial arts world. (To be continued......)

PS: In fact, there was no reference to the writing wheel eye at all when I was designing, but when I wrote it today, I found that it was really a bit similar. It's already ten o'clock.,If the next chapter is too short, it won't be sent.,Send it out early tomorrow morning.,And it won't affect tomorrow's three chapters at all~.

Alas, the "real" outburst of the plot is quite tiring, so I'll stick to it for a week to see how it goes. For the time being, I don't have the face to ask for tickets or anything like that, after all, this so-called outburst is actually to repay debts, and it is not worth boasting about.