Shakya and the uncle exchanged a look, and the latter nodded understandingly.

When the numbers on the screen were finally frozen, Shakya rushed over and smashed Feng Shao's head with a hard punch.

"The reaction is too slow." The corners of Shakya's mouth sighed, his head kept shaking, he was already hiding himself, this kid still couldn't dodge, it was simply not enough to play. Shakya's sense of insignificance was not interesting, and he kicked Feng Shao out of the air, then retreated in a daze, sat on the chair and drank leisurely.

"Made! Where did so many people pop up, there were only six people just now, why did more than 30 people suddenly appear around this kid. Mo Wentian cursed, stretched out his long arms like an orangutan, and pounced on the two enemies who rushed to the front, and a melee suddenly began.

After a crackling, crackling of bones mixed with screams, the rest of the thirty or so people in uniform still had two brushes, which were on par with the uncle and the instructor.

Hum! Ninth Master, your fraud is too obvious! You really don't care about the world! Or do you think that everyone in the world is stupid, and they don't even know how to change their clothes, as if everyone doesn't know that these 30 or so people are drunk and gold-obsessed? Shakya watched all this coldly, with a vicious plan in his heart.

As for He Ming and Li Xiao, they were smashing the field anyway, and they would buckle the enemy's head if they caught something, what chairs, famous wine bottles, ornaments, and other things that could be found in a mess and could be moved, all of them smashed at the enemy.

This made the faces of the group of people who had just bet on the edge to win less suddenly look at it, and they would not lose all their money if they continued like this.

Made, I'm blind today, I didn't expect this group of dirt buns to be so powerful.

And the person who escorted Shakya to victory shouted excitedly: "Old earth monster, we support you, smash hard, pump hard, kill them, haha get rich, fortunately Lao Tzu bet 10 million in the end, Lao Tzu's pocket money for a month!" If you really win, Lao Tzu invites you to play female stars. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, forget about the female star, I'm too old-fashioned, they won't like me, they will only fall in love with a young master like you." Shakya shouted at this person from afar.

"Woohoo! What a good old man, I'll top you. This person looked at Shakya with a confidant look, which made Shakya a little unable to stand his enthusiasm.

"Grass! Feng Shao, get up! If you can't beat it, you won't be able to bite it with your mouth! Bite those buns to death. ”

"Grass! Feng Shao, you are a bad seed, you can't get up with one foot! Made, if you don't get up again, Lao Tzu will turn around and destroy your whole family. ”

......

Feng Shao is very uncomfortable now, not only is his head faint and poked, but his internal organs also feel broken. He deeply understood that fighting with the few people in front of him was a kind of death-seeking behavior, and seeing that his little brothers were the same as himself, they had already fallen to the ground, motionless like dead dogs, Feng Shao knew that he was finished, completely finished.

Seeing that Feng Shao couldn't get up several times, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was full of resentment, and kicked Feng Shao out of the field with one kick, and flew directly into the crowd.

This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is the boss of the drunken gold medal beater, that is, Wang Meng.

Wang Meng was born in poverty, but he was born with divine power, and soon after his debut, he was recruited as a gold medal fighter by drunken gold fans.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of being poor before, and then he was afraid of hunger, Wang Meng followed Jiu Ye to do a lot of unconscionable things, just for that three meals a day.

Shakya looked at this young man who had been staring at him for a long time and had not made a move, and felt a little interesting.

"You, I know you are their boss, I fight you, they are not my opponents." Wang Meng glared at a pair of bull's eyes and waved at Shakya defiantly.

"Why should I fight you?" Shakya felt that this young man was still saved, but he was not completely reduced to someone else's tool.

"I, I want to eat, if I can't beat you today, I won't be able to eat, and the Ninth Master won't be happy." Wang Meng said a little stupidly.

"So, you're from the Ninth Master? Isn't the ninth master a dealer? How did he send you to fight? Do you want to be a black village and blackmail everyone's money? Shakya gradually induced the big guy with a knotted head and said.

"What, what a dealer, I just know that if I want to defeat you, I will have something to eat, boy, come and die!" Wang Meng didn't care about the conspiracy in Shakya's words, and attacked Shakya with a fist.

But which of the people here is not a human spirit, just now under the stimulation of alcohol, some blood boiling, head dazed, now under the instigation of Shakya's words, suddenly understand what the whole thing is going on, what do these high rollers hate the most? Of course, it is the dealer's black-box operation that destroys the rules of the game.

And at this time, an angry roar came out of nowhere, completely detonating the entire hall on the first floor, expanding the situation to an out-of-control situation.

"Grass! Kill this group of bastards first, Made, dare to manipulate in the dark, and return Lao Tzu's money. I said, every time Lao Tzu loses money, it turns out to be a dark box operation! Made. It's too bullying. ”

"yes, copy the guys, kill them."

"Made, Lao Tzu said it! How could Lao Tzu be so clumsy, every time he bets, he loses, it turns out that the ninth master's bastard is a ghost, Made, today this old bastard must give us an explanation. ”

"That's right, tell the old Wang Ba of the Ninth Master to get out......"

Seeing everyone's anger ignited, Shakya couldn't help but raise his middle finger at the camera, and the provocative meaning made the nine masters in front of the screen so angry that he blew his nose and glared, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

"Haha, this kid is interesting, I like it, haha, Ninth Master, it's not going to end well." Liu Yun clapped his hands with a smile and said, he didn't care about the murderous eyes of the ninth master at all.

"Mom, the tiger is not powerful, when Lao Tzu is a sick cat, Iron Mask, Broken Hand and I will meet this kid, notify the people of the criminal police team to come" Jiu Ye angrily walked downstairs with the two ace thugs of Iron Mask and Broken Hand.

Shakya did not fight back against Wang Meng's attack, relying on his flexible pace to dodge, constantly luring Wang Meng to destroy the expensive ornaments in the drunken gold fan.

Wang Meng's combat power is indeed very strong, the divine power of the gods, a punch down with the sound of the tiger, Shakya recognized Wang Meng's set of boxing, it is the tiger fist of the Five Elements Boxing, known for its strong destructive power.

Another crystal round table was thrown out by Shakya, and was smashed and burst open by Wang Meng's punch, and those scattered fragments cut many guests who were smashing around, so that many people chose to stay away from this pair of destructive murderers.

These upper-class people, who once considered themselves superior, can now be described as extremely vicious, constantly smashing everything in the drunken gold fandom, tables, chairs, crystal pendants, famous wines, even the bar and DJ's instruments, everything they can smash.

It's a mess inside, and those enemies who usually have hatred start fighting regardless of it at the moment, and the whole scene can't be controlled at all, it's just extremely lively.

"You stop, don't hide, fight me three times, see who is powerful, you escape so fast, I can't catch up at all." Wang Meng glared at the bull's eye and roared angrily.

“NO！ NO！ NO！ You're wrong, it's not that I'm running fast, it's that you're chasing too slowly. If you want to fight me, catch up with me first. "Shakya's body is as flexible as a monkey, jumping around, Wang Meng can't even touch a piece of Shakya's clothes, let alone hit Shakya.

And this is still the case that Shakya did not use the sliding step skill, if he increased his speed to the extreme, as soon as the sliding step came out, Wang Meng estimated that even Shakya's shadow could not find where it was.

Wang Meng also knew that it would definitely not work if he continued like this, even if he was tired to death, he wouldn't be able to do anything to Shakya. It's better not to fight than this, anyway, he thinks it's pointless to chase it anymore, it's better to stop and admit defeat as soon as possible, as for the ninth master, he will go to get the punishment again, even if the ninth master wants to die by himself, there is no way, who calls himself inferior to others?

"Don't fight, I can't catch up with you, you can go!" The king was so tired that he was panting and said, just like that, Shakya ran around him several times. Looking at Wang Meng, who was already a little tired, Shakya felt his condition carefully, not tired, Made, he didn't feel tired at all, he didn't even warm up, and his physical strength in the past was not so good! Could it be a blood problem?

Did you really become a monster? It seems that the problem of my blood must be clarified as soon as possible, otherwise I will be scared.

Made! Doesn't care if he's a monster or not, isn't he good now? Eat well and sleep well, I'm afraid of him a bird! It's a big deal to fall asleep when you die.

However, it's better to keep a low profile, or pretend to be a little tired! Otherwise, if someone sees it, he will definitely think that he is a monster.

"I'm not running, I'll fight you, but I have one condition before fighting, otherwise I wouldn't fight you today." Shakya also pretended to be out of breath and said to Wang Meng, and he believed that Wang Meng would definitely agree to his conditions.

"Okay, as long as you fight me, I will promise you any conditions." Wang Meng heard Shakya say not to run, he immediately became excited, swept away the previous decadent feeling, and his heart was simply happy, this kid is too slippery, as long as he doesn't run, it's not a matter of catching him, as long as he knocks him down, Jiu Ye will definitely be happy. Wang Meng obviously has considerable confidence in himself.

"My conditions are very simple, I have won against you, you leave the ninth master and follow me; I lost, I'll go with you. What do you think? Say yes or no? Shakya looked at Wang Meng and said. For Wang Meng, Shakya likes it, and through the contact just now, I feel that this Wang Meng's nature is not bad, but he is with the wrong person. As for the things that the people he had killed had done, maybe even he didn't know whether he should kill or not, whether he should do it? Because his mind is too simple, just to survive, he sold everything he had for three meals a day, in other words, the people that the Ninth Master wanted him to kill, the things he did, can be done by others, so Wang Meng himself is not bad, and his nature is straightforward.

From the fact that he had just told himself to leave, it could be seen that he didn't want to have anything wrong with him.

Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, touched his head stupidly and said, "Why do you want me to leave the Ninth Master, the Ninth Master is very good to me!" I eat so many things every day, but the ninth master never says anything, and asks me if I have eaten enough. ”

Foolish! Too simple, this kind of person either has a problem with IQ, or is too simple.

It's obvious that something is wrong with Wang Meng's IQ, doesn't Shakya believe that he can be so simple after being drunk and drunk for so long?

Fortunately, Wang Meng's IQ problem is not very big, just a little lower than that of normal people, and it does not affect his daily life, and it is precisely because of this that Shakya likes him and decides to help him out of the clutches of the Ninth Master.

And just what he said just now, the Ninth Master will kill him, because the Ninth Master wants to give everyone an explanation, and Wang Meng is the best substitute for the dead.

"Agree to his conditions and fight him." Jiu Ye had a gloomy face, and he didn't know when he appeared in front of Wang Meng, and the two people behind him were already covered in blood, and behind them there were already more than a dozen wailing guests, all of whom were injured by the heavy hands of Tie Mian and Severed Hand and fell to the ground.

Master! As soon as Shakya saw the iron mask and the severed hand behind the ninth master, he knew that these two people were the most powerful people in this room besides himself, and even Mo Wentian and the instructor were vulnerable in front of the two of them.