Yes, he lost his life in a gamble, but he could never have hung himself on the beams of the house.

Since he couldn't see what Ning Ke had to rely on, he motioned to his subordinates to take Ning Ke, and then he knew what a real ruthless man was.

Li Yadi saw that Ning Ke broke people's arms and leg bones more easily than breaking lotus roots, and more than a dozen big men who came up around either had their hands broken by Ning Ke or their legs were broken by Ning Ke.

The room was filled with ghosts crying and wolf howls, and more than a dozen rude men and Ning Ke also looked at each other, some hugged their arms and howled, and some sat on the ground with their calves and cried bitterly - they were all broken by Ning Ke's hands or legs.

Her heart was excited, scared and worried, and a little unbearable.

"You lost. It's a gamble to say yes, and it's time for you to fulfill the bet. ”

After Ning Ke finished talking to Liang Qi, he asked gently to the man who was full of broken legs and broken arms: "Tell me, shouldn't your Liang always hang himself?"

Liang Qi looked at Ning Ke's smiling and harmless appearance, which scared him more than seeing the murderous devil.

He hesitated for a moment, but saw Ning Ke's leisurely fingers and fingers snapping his fingerbones...... I know that this time it really kicked the iron plate.

Where is this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?

He also boasted that he was a veteran of the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't see that he was a master who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger!

Looking at Ning Ke's expression as he motioned for him to go to the rope hanging on the beam, his legs and feet were like lead pouring into him, and he couldn't take a step.

He has always despised those demolition households who are strong, and when he persecuted them with the method of asking for death, those demolition households who shouted that they would rather die than demolish were no different from the ants who were as timid as rats and stolen ants.

Today, when I die, I feel that this taste is very terrible.

At first, he didn't believe that he would lose, and even if he lost, he expected that Ning Ke would not dare to force himself to commit suicide.

He dared to gamble with Ning Ke, just because he relied on it. First, with so many people under him, he will subdue Ning Ke, and second, he has the protection of underworld forces like Brother Qiang.

No matter how many people there are in Zhenzi Town, there is no need to be afraid, and when they hear Brother Qiang's name, they will be intimidated. Now, he is looking forward to Brother Qiang's savior, Brother Qiang is not only strong in martial arts but also a real "guy", not afraid of this kid's kung fu.

"Don't stop meat time, Brother Qiang can't save you when he comes. ”

Ning Ke's current cultivation is comparable to the middle and late stages of the ground level. The true qi is very abundant, the ears and eyes are clear, and the divine sense is strong, and he has long heard Liang Qi's words to tell his subordinates to contact Brother Qiang.

Now, he is also waiting for Brother Qiang, one of the so-called five tyrants in Qiantang, and he also wants to meet this famous figure in the underworld.

"No one knows the tiger in the boudoir!" Somehow, Ning Ke suddenly remembered a movie line in his heart, "Maybe my attitude towards the world will change?......"

Under Ning Ke's coercion, Liang Qi put his neck on a rope sleeve tied to the beam, and Ning Ke fixed the other end of the rope to a nail on the wall.

Of course, the rope is not too tight, and Liang Qi's toes can still reach the ground.

After hanging for a while, Liang Qi's fat body began to tremble, the sweat glands all over his body kept draining body fluids, and his unproductive urine was also incontinent, and his pants were damp.

"Don't be noisy anymore, Young Master Ben likes to be quiet. If you shout again, Master Ben will make your disability symmetrical! Who of you?...... Go and urge Brother Qiang again, otherwise your Mr. Liang will have braids. ”

At this time, everyone understood that the kid in front of him was not afraid of Brother Qiang at all, and he was afraid that Brother Qiang would not come!

Up to now, the cash, jewelry, watches, room tickets, etc. on the table have not been collected, obviously, people are waiting for Brother Qiang.

In tonight's gambling game, Mr. Liang not only lost the room ticket, cash, and company, but also lost his own life. The wages and dividends of these followers this month must have been in vain, and they also broke their legs and arms.

Who believes this?!

Their big gang of people has always blackmailed and scolded others, but today they were made to such a miserable end by a teenager!

They were expecting Brother Qiang to come and give them a head, but looking at the current situation, they think that Brother Qiang will not be better than them when he comes.

It didn't take long for the sound of several cars speeding outside.

Ning Ke asked a Liang Qi's subordinate with a broken arm to go out to greet him, and after a while, a group of people armed with sticks and machetes poured in from the door.

When everyone came in, they were automatically divided into two sides, and they were surrounded by a man of thirty-two or thirteen years old, who looked a little literary and artistic.

Ning Ke noticed that this person was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a fair complexion, and long black and slightly curly hair.

She wears a trendy T-shirt on her upper body and a pair of jeans with holes in her knees...... It is very appropriate to say that he is an angry young man, he has nothing to do with the boss of the underworld, and he looks harmless to people and animals.

This person is Brother Qiang.

He looked around the room and saw Liang Qi hanging on the rope and a group of people who were half lying on the ground, some squatting on the ground, and a few people standing on handrails.

What made him feel strange was a boy and a girl, sitting at a table piled with cash and other things, talking in English, and from time to time the boy corrected the girl's grammar and other mistakes in Chinese, as if they were learning English, and the two of them ignored the crowd that came in.

Brother Qiang is not blind, he is well-educated, and his English is quite rough. He is very scheming, calm, and notoriously smart and ruthless.

Today he was a little confused and confused, the young man in front of him was majestic and full of vitality, but he couldn't see through his cultivation at all.

This means that this young man's cultivation is far superior to his own.

Generally, there are not many people whose cultivation is higher than his own, and he can guess the other party's cultivation. Even if his own master has been fortunate enough to enter the Xuan level, he can still see one or two.

But the little young man in front of him was immeasurable.

It's good that he entered the yellow level just after thirty, and he can be regarded as the leader among the martial artists. But the momentum of the young man in front of him is much stronger than himself, even the master is not as good!

It's impossible!

Looking at today's martial arts, there is no one who has entered the yellow level before the age of twenty, and the young man in front of him is definitely not only the yellow level! It is certain that he has at least reached the middle and late stages of the Xuan level.

When did such a genius come out of the martial arts world?!

Maybe it's only this possibility, he is not so young as he looks, he may not be young, he has taken the elixir of rejuvenation and rejuvenation, or has cultivated the similar immortal technique practiced by Tianshan Tong's grandmother, so that he can maintain this kind of youthful appearance.

Only when a person who practices martial arts enters the yellow level can he be regarded as a real martial artist, and only then can he see the momentum and cultivation of the same martial artist. Ordinary martial arts practitioners who have not entered the yellow level cannot see the cultivation of cultivators, and rough men with only brute strength cannot feel the vitality of cultivators.

He didn't dare to move blindly easily, and he was afraid that the attendants around him would mess around, so he signaled the attendants and entourages around him not to act rashly, and then said to Ning Ke in a slow voice: "This little brother, dare to ask Gui Geng's geometry?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was inexplicable and shocked, how is this like a hegemon of the underworld?

Drove all the way here to chat with people?

The most unpleasant thing in my heart was Liang Qi, his neck was hanging, his hands were tied behind his back, and he only relied on two toes to support the weight of his whole body, trembling and almost collapsing.

I secretly scolded Brother Qiang in my heart for not fucking things, I have not been filial to you all these years, and you don't want to fucking save yourself, and you actually chatter with others!

Ning Ke listened to the question and slowly stood up, pinched his waist with both hands, raised his eyebrows, and said with infinite coercion in his voice, "Where are you a birdman?

Brother Qiang's heart trembled, and he was stunned again, not knowing how to deal with it. Over the years, no matter what gang boss or the dignitaries in Qiantang City, no one dared to talk to themselves like this.

He already has an impulsive and extremely reckless cadre named Zhang He, where can he stand Ning Ke's pretending to be forced!

I couldn't bear it anymore for a long time, and I raised my privately made half-length rifle and aimed it at Ning Ke.

I saw Ning Ke move slightly, and a gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the ceiling, and a piece of white ash fell from the roof.

Most people still thought that Zhang Hekai was scaring Ning Ke.

Then, someone saw Zhang He lying on his back backwards, with a dice embedded in the center of his eyebrows, and a blood hole in the back of his head flowing red blood, and the person twitched a few times and lost his breath.

"Ah, 6 o'clock! The gun bounced on the dice and hit his forehead, and he could make the biggest idea, and the real gambler was also! I admit defeat, and I will give you these two million. I think I'm good at gambling, but unfortunately this person is dead, and I have no more opponents......"

Ning Ke said, throwing the two million and one thousand bundles of cash in front of him on the table onto Zhang He's body, and it turned out to be a big "win" word.

Ning Ke's words, except for Li Yadi, who was still confused and didn't know what was going on, the others had already broken out in a cold sweat.

Especially Brother Qiang, his martial arts are the highest in this gang of people, and his feelings are also the most sensitive, and he is a little overwhelmed.

He didn't see the young man in front of him move at all, Zhang He was aware of it the moment he started the robbery, it was too late to stop it, and besides, he didn't want to stop it.

From the analysis of the results at the scene, the teenager was just in time for Zhang He's gunshot, and the throw hit him in the center of the eyebrows. The barrel of the gun was raised slightly as Zhang He fell backwards, causing the bullet to hit the ceiling.

This kind of control ability is more accurate than the action of the computer-controlled robotic arm. Moreover, a small dice can produce such a large attack power!

This young man's martial arts skills were unimaginable to himself, although he had tried his best to overestimate them.

He knew it was hard stubble today.

However, from the boy's words, he could perceive the following messages:

First, the young man in front of him does not want to be charged with murder, although from a legal point of view, this is a typical justifiable defense - someone else is already killing you, and you kill the other party in time;

The second is that there is such a situation here today, all of which are born because of gambling, and any grievances can be resolved with gambling;

The third is that when the person died, the funeral expenses were also compensated, and the matter was revealed. You are not an opponent, if something happens again, don't blame me for being unkind.

Thinking of this, Brother Qiang didn't feel that he had already broken out in a cold sweat......