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Whatever! If you don't win, the Xiao family goes bankrupt, which is equivalent to decline. After winning, the Xiao family set up an enemy, but kept the family property. Money, very important. As a gambling king, his bet is always on himself, and he believes that he has done nothing wrong, and his son has not done anything wrong.

Xiao Zaifa opened the casino to make a living by licking blood from the knife edge, and he has never been afraid of anyone. But this time, he was still a little worried, the opponent was too strong.

To return to Xiao's house, you must pass through a sparsely populated street.

Old man Xiao Zaifa has a hunch that there must be an ambush on this street!" "You must be careful. ”

Behind him were Hong Daobo and Xiao Yilong. Luo Qiuchun and Xiao Shanshu walked last. The five of them cautiously moved forward.

Since it is an ambush, it is useless to be careful. Luo Qiuchun suddenly thought about it, so it was better to walk forward generously. Sooner or later, it will come.

The five of them walked to the middle of the street, and a thick pressure came over them. It's a steel arrow!

Who is the only one who can mobilize the army? Or who is the only one?

Seeing the steel arrow, Hong Daobo's eyes were red, and he suddenly understood who was the person who Aitu Luo Qiuchun had offended, so, that Li family No. 1?

The old man Xiao Zaifa proudly stretched out his hand to stop in front, and he had an extra spear in his hand. It seems that the spear has been hidden inside his spatial ring. The spears danced in a circle, and it was like four people in the circle.

The rain of steel arrows was all shot back by the spears, and screams were heard one after another from the roofs of the houses on both sides of the street! As more and more steel arrows were returned, almost all the roofs on both sides of the street were torn off by the steel arrows!

It seems that there are ambushes not only on the roofs of houses on both sides of the street, but also within 100 meters behind the houses. Because, those steel arrows are still so dense, don't shoot them like money.

The gun ring danced by the old man Xiao Zaifa can be said to be seamless, and it seems to be specially practiced to defend against this steel arrow. Luo Qiuchun had to admire that this old guy was so talented.

The pace of the five people quickened.

After walking through a section of the street, the rain of arrows disappears.

Luo Qiuchun saw that a figure flickered in the middle of the street in front of him.

The figure slowly became visible, a white-bearded old man holding a wine jug. "Hahaha! Xiao Rooster, that's good. After surviving the most dense rain of steel arrows, your spear was finally taken out. Hahaha!"

"Fuck it, why is this old ghost?" Xiao muttered again.

Old man Xiao, who has always been sharp-tongued, hates others to call him Xiao Rooster the most, as if he is merciful everywhere, but he is not such a person, otherwise, how can there be only one son, Xiao Yilong?

"Old drunkard, you're going back the more you live. How can you be someone else's lackey?! Especially that person's lackey? You won't really be a male dog that bites people everywhere, right?"

The old drunkard's face was a little uncomfortable. "I just want wine, the best wine. Can you give it to me? If you can, I'll help you. ”

Old man Xiao speared horizontally, and the wind cut through a small tree on the side of the street. "For good wine, that's your reason. Do you think the wine in your jug is good wine? an old idiot! I have a lot of good wine here!"

The old drunkard laughed and said, "Hahaha! What's the use of having too much good wine? You don't want to give it to me." Xiao rooster, iron abacus. Have I ever drunk a drop of your wine?"

"Good wine is not what you drink. You're just going to spoil the wine. Tonight, you'd better get out of the way. Otherwise, the spear will want to drink your blood!" Xiao Zaifa signaled to Hong Daobo to protect Luo Qiuchun and Xiao Yilong. Once he gets into play with the old drunkard, he has no time to take care of it.

Hong Daobo flashed and stood in front of Old Man Xiao Zaifa. "Leave it to me. You take the two of them away. ”

"Long time no see, old drunkard. Hong Daobo smiled slightly, very captivating.

The old drunkard thought that he was wrong at first, but after a few closer looks, he realized that it was really Hongdaobo. This old boy, when did he love to dress up like this?

"When did the Spicy Hands get in touch with the Xiao family?"

Hong Daobo was too lazy to explain. "If you want to die clearly, you might as well tell you that Young Master Xiao is the old man's apprentice. ”

When the old drunkard heard this, he stumbled under his feet and almost fell. Damn, I'm afraid I've drunk too much. "You mean that stupid fatty? Your old man won't be hungry, will you?

Xiao Zaifa was about to get angry, but Hong Daobo waved his hand to stop it. "Old drunkard, will you let go or won't you let go today?"

"No. The old drunkard cocked his neck and took a sip of wine.

Before the old drunkard took away the wine jug from his mouth, Hong Daobo's hand flicked up!

The old drunkard tilted his head, and a small knife stabbed the tip of his nose and flew by! You have to pay for it with your life! Pity this wine jug that has been with decay for more than 100 years. ”

More than 100 years of wine jugs, even Luo Qiuchun felt a little distressed. Master is so capricious.

Hong Daobo didn't feel distressed at all. "If you don't get out of the way, it's not just the flask that will be broken. ”

The old drunkard opened his mouth, and the wine in his mouth squirted out!

It felt like there were thousands of sharp arrows coming at you. There is even the sound of breaking the sky.

Red Daobo's sleeves were copied and all the wine arrows were blocked. At the same time, deceive yourself. He saw the old drunkard's figure moving.

The old drunkard's body was fluctuating, as if he was drunk, and he was about to pour it down, and rushed to Hong Daobo in a few steps.

Luo Qiuchun suddenly felt unprecedented pressure, almost breathless. The cultivation of this old drunkard may have reached the level of Emperor Li.

Hong Daobo didn't dare to slack off, and responded with the highest cultivation.

The two are staggered!

I didn't see it clearly, and the figures of the two were separated.

Luo Qiuchun said secretly: The outcome has been decided so soon? It is worthy of two masters, and they will see each other when they meet each other.

It seems to be a face-to-face, but in fact, the two of them have at least passed more than 100 moves! Hong Daobo was secretly surprised, Muyue City was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and an old ghost who came out at random was so powerful! In more than 100 moves, he lost more than half of them. To be exact, he has already lost.

The old drunkard didn't think there was any fuss, he had seen too many masters, like a master like Hong Daobo, a master of the spicy door, he had also encountered a lot, more than 100 moves had passed, the victory and defeat had been divided, he still kept the back hand, and did not give Hong Daobo a fatal blow.

He knew that the Spicy Hand Gate was actually a killer organization, and there were so many masters in it that he didn't want to live in the hunt every day. Those days were not what he wanted.

"Hong Daobo, as long as you keep that young man. He pointed at Luo Qiuchun and said. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.