Chapter 20: Gun of Peace, 3 Minutes of Temporary Peace

Shi Yuan immediately glanced at the time on his watch, especially the seconds behind.

Ye Mixia put away the pistol: "Shi Yuan, while there is still time, we ......"

She glanced at the masked man and didn't say any more, but Shi Yuan had already understood what she meant - to escape within 3 minutes.

Shi Yuan looked at the masked man in front of him.

He raised his hand to attack Shi Yuan again with poker, but was forced to let go because he was controlled by the effect of the Peace Spear.

Then there is the raising of the hand......

Put it down......

Raise your hand......

Put it down......

"What kind of ability is this?" The masked man's eyes were full of shock.

Shi Yuan directly stretched his neck and leaned forward:

"Come on, come on, you want to cut, let you cut."

Then the masked man raised his hand and put it down......

"Na, you didn't cut it yourself."

Shi Yuan walked past the masked man and straightened the flipped card table next to him.

"Since we don't cut it, then let's play cards, chat by the way, and have a late-night interview."

"Shi Yuan ......," Ye Mixia next to the service desk reminded.

Shi Yuan raised his hand and motioned to Ye Mixia: "Don't worry, I know very well what I'm doing." ”

Shi Yuan picked up the bench next to him and sat back down at the table:

"Get the cards out, I don't have poker." Shi Yuan smiled at the masked man.

The masked man took a step back vigilantly, ignoring Shi Yuan's invitation.

"What? Are you scared? Want to run? I don't even have a weapon, so you're too cowardly. Shi Yuan directly mocked.

The masked man glanced at Shi Yuan, and then at the card table.

He slowly pulled out a new deck of poker and placed it on the table: "What to play?" ”

"What will you play?"

"Texas, stud, 21 o'clock...... Anything will. ”

"If you deserve to be called a gambler, then let's play Draw the King."

"Draw the king?" The masked man's tone was full of surprise.

"What? Won't you? Don't you know everything? ”

"Yes, come on."

The masked man moved a bench and sat down at the table.

He had already suffered a lot of injuries, so it was a bit of a struggle to sit down.

Shi Yuan knew in his heart that the masked man would not die easily.

If you let the masked man go like this, let him hide in a dark corner, and when he lets down his vigilance, it will become a big trouble for the masked man to come out again.

So the best thing to do is to leave him in the spotlight and then solve this big trouble once and for all.

As for the reason why the masked man could accept Shi Yuan's invitation, Shi Yuan could also guess that he was also looking for an opportunity to get rid of Shi Yuan.

But Shi Yuan won't give him this chance anymore.

"I'll deal the cards."

Shi Yuan picked up the cards and dealt two stacks of cards to the two.

"Smack."

There was the sound of something falling to the floor from under the table.

Shi Yuan lifted the tablecloth and looked at it, only to see a poker sticking on the ground.

Obviously, this masked male thief is not dead and wants to fly poker under the table to attack Shi Yuan, but because of the peace spear, the cards can't fly at all.

"You've dropped something." Shi Yuan pretended not to see it.

"Oh, oh."

The masked man picks up the pokers.

"Let's go, you smoke first."

Shi Yuan threw the extra cards on the table, and then unfolded the remaining cards in his hand for the masked man to draw cards.

The masked man drew one casually, and then it was time for Shi Yuan to smoke it.

"Ye Mixia, if I lose the upper hand when I play cards in a while, remember to take measures to cheer me on." Shi Yuan said to Ye Mixia in the back.

"Huh?" Ye Mixia was stunned.

Shi Yuan hurriedly made a gesture with his right hand behind his back.

"Okay." Ye Mixia understood.

After a few back and forth, the two men had fewer and fewer cards in their hands.

I drew a card to the masked man.

Shi Yuan glanced at his watch.

"Uh...... Your hands are so sore, I'll put it on the table and you can smoke it yourself. ”

Shi Yuan put the cards on the table, but his eyes were glued to his watch.

The masked man reached out to draw a card and shoved the card into his hand.

It's time.

Shi Yuan suddenly picked up the folding stool next to him, which had been broken, and smashed it on the masked man's face.

This time, instead of a stool top, I used an iron stool leg.

And this time, Shi Yuan used all the strength of his body, and the stool literally flew away.

The masked man was directly knocked down, and the bloody mask shattered to the ground.

Shi Yuan lifted the bent stool leg and smashed it down again at the masked man who fell to the ground.

"Smack."

The masked man reached out and grabbed the leg of the stool, and with his other hand he had pulled out his sharp poker.

"Ye Mixia!" Seeing that things were not good, Shi Yuan hurriedly shouted.

"Goo-goo."

Another pigeon flew out.

The masked man's sharp poker fell to the ground again.

Shi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The masked man struggled to his feet.

His mask had been completely shattered, revealing a hideous face full of scars, and of course, the blood marks from Shi Yuan's previous blows.

Shi Yuan's previous series of tricks were still effective, and he couldn't stand on his feet anymore.

The masked man gasped heavily, and he frantically took out a lot of pokers and threw them at Shi Yuan, but as soon as they got out of his hand, they would fall straight to the ground, not more than a few centimeters away.

"What the hell are you using?" The masked man roared at Shi Yuan.

In the face of Shi Yuan, his attack did not take effect once, but he was beaten by Shi Yuan and broke the stool so that he couldn't stand steadily, which made him hysterical.

Shi Yuan directly put down the stool legs: "Uh...... I just found out I've won, and because you're losing, so pull off the pimp, right? Let's go straight to the next one? ”

"To hell with it."

The masked man turned his head and staggered to the other end of the subway station.

"Don't go, play again."

Shi Yuan stopped directly in front.

I finally hurt this guy, and now let him escape, but his previous efforts have been wasted.

"Fuck off!"

The masked man reached out to push Shi Yuan away, but was controlled by the effect of the Peace Spear and forcibly lowered his hand.

"Ahhhh

The masked man went straight crazy.

He sat on the ground and said a few words directly: "Kill me, I lost." ”

Then he raised his head, revealing his neck.

Gave up?

That's ...... It's over?

It seems that this is the case, ending with the opponent giving up.

But Shi Yuan was very clear about the danger of the masked man, and Shi Yuan didn't think that this guy would give up like this.

Shi Yuan picked up another folding stool leg next to him, stared at the masked man firmly, and had a definite plan in his heart - when the time came, he would cut the grass and eradicate the roots and completely solve this big threat.

In the huge subway station, there is really no weapon to take advantage of except folding stools.

You can't just take a trash can and smash people, right?

Ye Mixia also took out the Gun of Peace, came to a short distance next to Shi Yuan, and stared at the masked man with Shi Yuan.

For more than two minutes after that, the masked man really remained motionless, looking like he was being killed.

It's time.

Shi Yuan raised the leg of the folding stool and slashed it at the masked man.

But in the next second, the masked man disappeared instantly, and Shi Yuan was empty.

Then the masked man appeared a few meters away, behind Ye Mixia.

Shi Yuan's pupils constricted instantly.

Poker all over the floor...... Is one of them behind Ye Mixia?

Before Ye Mixia could react, the masked man had already reached out and snatched the gun down.

Apparently, he had already guessed the secret of the gun, as if he had guessed the secret of the acoustic.

It's all over......

Shi Yuan fell into despair for a moment.

The masked man kicked Ye Mixia down at once, and rushed to Shi Yuan and flashed the gun in his hand:

"Now, there's nothing stopping me from killing you, right?"

A smug smile appeared on his already hideous face, which made it even more eerie.

No.

There's one last chance.

Shi Yuan thought of one thing and left.

The masked man looked at Shi Yuan, who was running, and slowly took out a sharp poker stick.

In his opinion, he has become an executor.

At this time, Shi Yuan had already run to his pile of things.

At the same time that the masked man pointed the poker at Shi Yuan, Shi Yuan pulled out the peerless sword in his coat and raised it high.

"Good sword!"

The masked man exclaimed.

The voice landed, and another skill of Shi Yuan was triggered.

Shi Yuan shouted directly: "Please take a look back!" Prevent my helpers from sneaking up on you from behind! ”

"Oh good."

The masked man turned to look behind him.

Shi Yuan had already rushed to the front with an arrow step, and his sword fell.

Blood splattered for several feet.