Chapter 109: Battle, Kitchen Knife Company! (c)

"Master Hu, you won't blame me if I killed him, right?" Shao Jian stood calmly in place, as if he had just stood there motionless.

"He's my brother." Seeing that the other party actually brought so many people, Mo Anqi was shocked in his heart. Optimistic, is shocked. But how could he be timid when he had been on the battlefield as a soldier? "If you kill him, you will pay for it." Although I hate him, I don't sin to death. This revenge, Mo Anqi is determined to revenge! Mo Anqi has always been a benevolent and righteous person. Otherwise he wouldn't be so nostalgic.

Shao Jian raised his eyebrows, took a puff of cigarette, and chuckled: "So, Master Tiger is going to fight with us?" The smoke in his mouth flowed out with Shao Jian's words, and there was a hint of the taste of feathering and ascending immortals. (Or rather, epileptic seizures...) ）

"Fight!" Mo Anqi pulled out the kitchen knife from the mezzanine under the table. Unlike the other brothers, this is Mo Anqi's shop, and he has long thought that someone will come to find fault, so there is a shadow of his favorite kitchen knife in every corner of the shop. The closest thing to him now was the table where he was drinking with his brothers.

Shao Jian chuckled and said, "It seems that the tiger master is also a fierce general!" Everyone else takes a knife, you take two. ”

While the two were talking, one of the big men was secretly moving towards the back door. Unexpectedly, he was looked at by Yang Feng. Although there is a big gap between the body shape and that person, who is Yang Feng? He was notoriously unfathomable among his brothers. I just wanted to rush over and pull the man over, but was stopped by Shao Jian with a look. Yang Feng suddenly realized that Zeng Ao and the others were at the back door, would it be their turn to intervene?

"Hehe, you talk a lot of nonsense, let's start!" Mo Anqi laughed.

One sentence made Shao Jian admire this tiger master of the Chongqing underworld from the bottom of his heart. Although tens of millions of people have gone to me. Sure enough, there is courage!

But Mo Anqi was thinking that Shao Jian was the leader of these people, and if he defeated him, he would definitely be able to get out of danger. The so-called capture of thieves and kings, he and Shao Jian are both thieves, success or failure, in this move.

Shao Jian looked at the small shop. "It's too small here. Let's go outside. ”

Mo Anqi was really a frank person, and said, "Okay, let's go to the courtyard." "The difference between a frank man and a sinister person is that if Mo Anqi is a frank gentleman, he will definitely choose to go to the courtyard, and if he is a sinister person, then he will choose the open space outside the store.

The courtyard is inversely proportional to the small shop. The shop is small, small enough to accommodate dozens of people. The courtyard is surprisingly large, and more than 60 people standing in the courtyard can only occupy a corner of the courtyard. You can imagine how big this yard is.

There was a muffled grunt outside the door. Shao Jian chuckled lightly and said, "Your brother is really unrighteous, his eldest brother is surrounded here, but he himself wants to run." Hehe. ”

Mo Anqi was shocked for a while, how many people did this person bring? There's actually a back door too!

"Now I don't know my brother's name, can my brother say it?" Pretending to be nothing, Mo Anqi smiled.

"Kyushu, Shao Jian." Throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand, Shao Jian squinted his eyes and said. Shao Jian has a habit of always smoking cigarettes until he is willing to throw them away, no matter how rich he is.

"Brother Shao Jian, what is the purpose of coming here today?"

"Conquest." I have to say that Shao Jian does have a taste for pretending to be a god, but is a powerful pretending to be a pretending ratio?

"Oh? What does it mean to be a conquest? Mo Anqi smiled.

"Gives you two choices. Surrender, or, death. ”

Mo Anqi laughed. After a long time, Mo Anqi stopped laughing and said, "Okay, how about I make a bet with my brother?" ”

Shao Jian said: "Say." ”

Mo Anqi said: "The two of us fight, if I win, then my brother will take people away, and I will not blame the past." ”

"What else?" Shao Jian seemed absent-minded, as he had never intended to lose. If Mo Anqi is a gentleman and a hero, then Shao Jian is a villain and a hero. The difference between a hero and a hero is that if the former loses, he loses, and if he wins, he wins; The latter, on the other hand, will never give up until the goal is achieved, even if all means are exhausted, as long as the victory is won, it is a hero. After victory, no matter what method you use, everyone will praise you. History, always written by the victors.

"If I lose, don't hurt my brothers, I can lead them, surrender." After saying a word, those big men who were originally high-spirited and wanted to fight to the death were suddenly shocked. Because they know that their boss is a person, and they say the same. If the boss fails, then the country he has worked hard will definitely be absorbed by these people, unwilling! But Mo Anqi is very good to his brothers, and no one in these brothers stands up against them at the moment.

Shao Jian nodded and said, "Okay!" It's a man! Bet on you! ”

There is no harm in all the benefits, so why not gamble? Shao Jian is already invincible. Because no matter if you win or lose, this time, you will win.

Look at each other. The two were about two meters apart.

"Master Tiger, you strike first." Shao Jian said lazily. It's not that he's arrogant, it's that he wants to see how this Mo Anqi's hand is doing. Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles.

"Then you're welcome." With a loud shout, Mo Anqi rushed over.

Two kitchen knives made a silver mark in the moonlight.

Shao Jian raised the machete in his hand and held it above his head. This is a common trick used by Shao Jian. There are a lot of techniques used in this trick, not only the eyes must be good, but the reaction must be fast enough, because if the eyes are not good and the reaction is not fast, then the knife will definitely be split in half. "Ding", two crisp sounds. The kitchen knife made of stainless steel slashed right on the wide-backed machete that Shao Jian raised. There was a splash of electric light. The strength was not very great, and Shao Jian's right arm holding the knife only felt a slight numbness. Although a year's training time is a little shorter, how can it be compared to ordinary soldiers like Mo Anqi? It can be seen from the effect of the two knives.

But Mo Anqi's skills are really extraordinary, the short-handled kitchen knife makes him dance vigorously, but the machete in Shao Jian's hand has always made Mo Anqi fearful. In terms of weapons, Mo Anqi already had a disadvantage. The way of weapons, compared to the long and short. One inch long, one inch strong; If you are short, you will be at risk. Mo Anqi couldn't help but secretly complain, he only cared about using a kitchen knife, and he forgot the disadvantages of kitchen knives at all!

After a few moves, Mo Anqi inadvertently, the machete in Shao Jian's hand had already slashed towards Mo Anqi. Mo Anqi's eyes were about to crack, and the kitchen knife in his hand had just been cut out at this time, and he had no strength to stop at all.