Song Ziyu walked out a short distance with the promissory note, and found that an unknown guy followed behind him.

Discovering this situation, Song Ziyu couldn't help but sneer.

I've heard of the shopkeeper bullying customers, but I've never seen such an ugly appearance!

Song Ziyu pretended to be a headless fly, and when he came to an alley, he was really blocked by someone.

Looking at the few gray-clothed masked men carrying knives in front of him, Song Ziyu smiled and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

The gray-clothed masked man at the head scolded: "You idiot knowingly asked, hand over the promissory note of the money bank, and the brothers will spare you from dying." ”

Song Ziyu was curious: "Are you all so well-informed?" I just got out of the pawn shop with my front foot, and you guys came to rob me with your back foot, which is too straightforward. ”

"Less nonsense! Hand over the things, brothers spare your dog's life, if you dare to say one more word, I will let you go to reincarnation today. The masked man threatened.

Without waiting for Song Ziyu to answer, several more figures appeared in front of and behind the alley, blocking the masked man's way.

Tang Jian and Xu Yingnan led their subordinates with knives in their respective hands, and looked at these masked people coldly.

"Be quick, this is not our territory, don't make extraneous branches." Song Ziyu reminded Tang Jian.

"Boss, don't worry, I'm a professional in this business." Tang Jian greeted the two people around him, and then there was a short scream in the alley.

I wasn't interested in seeing the fate of these little deflated three, after Song Ziyu handed over the aftermath to Tang Jian, he came to the council money house non-stop.

Fortunately, the credibility of the money bank is still there, and the bearer promissory note was exchanged in accordance with the rules.

A large amount of wasteland cash was in hand, and Song Ziyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really a penny to be a hero when you're out of the house.

In order to enter Sweetwater Town smoothly, he has already scavenged the things that can be discounted on his body.

If we can't get any more money, we'll have to sleep on the street tonight.

With a lot of banknotes, Song Ziyu bought a ticket to enter the second ring area of Sweetwater Town.

This is the most central position that can be bought with money!

The people living in the first ring are the real dignitaries of Sweetwater Town, and it is no longer possible to get it by spending money alone.

Coming to the Second Ring Road, Song Ziyu picked and chose all the way, and finally stayed in the most upscale hotel in Sweetwater Town.

After settling down briefly, Song Ziyu took Xu Yingnan to wander around Sweetwater Town.

Come to the commercial district of the Fifth Ring Road, which is filled with mercenaries, hunters, and adventurers.

Song Ziyu searched for a long time, and finally found the Hengtong gambling stall that Gao Zhongping said.

I'm going to find someone here.

Entering the smoky casino, Song Ziyu exchanged the money for a little chips, and then placed a few handfuls casually.

While gambling on a small amount of money, Song Ziyu carefully observed the gambling stalls.

Soon, I found what I was looking for.

I saw a large group of gamblers sitting on a table where hundreds of schools of thought were crying, and among them was a thin old man.

This old man is very special, he has only three fingers on the palm of his left hand, and even fewer fingers on his right hand, only two.

Song Ziyu quietly came behind the old man, who was lying on the table where hundreds of families were crying, studying the way.

At this time, sixteen or seventeen Zhuang had been placed on the table.

After some research, the old man resolutely began to invest in the idle dragon!

It's a thrilling fight!

The old man was unlucky, and chased seven idle roads in a row, but the result was unsuccessful.

The old man was killed by the dealer and left no armor behind.

"Is it so wicked?"

The old man touched his sweat-stained face with the palm of his left hand, which had only three fingers, and wanted to continue fighting, but unfortunately lost all the money on his body.

At this moment, a pair of powerful hands grabbed the back of the old man's neck socket and lifted the person up.

"Wang Er, you are still gambling here! Lao Tzu has been looking for you for three days and three nights, when will the money you owe our boss be repaid? You old immortal, hurry up and pay me back. The big man roared.

It turned out to be a debt collector!

Seeing this scene, everyone else in the gambling house laughed happily.

Obviously, this is not the first time.

On the other hand, Wang Er was carried by someone like a leper dog, and he still said in a matter-of-fact manner: "Don't panic, don't you see that I'm making money?" ”

The big man who collected debts was so angry that he couldn't help but scold: "Fuck you, I only see that the pants you lost are gone!" ”

Wang Er shook his head and said: "Gambling is meant to be won and lost, maybe I was unlucky today." ”

"Fuck you!"

The big man who collected the debt slapped Wang Er on the mouth.

Wang Er, who was slapped in the face, felt unresponsive, still shaking his head and shaking his head, the old god was there.

"Give me back!" The big man who collected debts yelled at Wang Er.

Wang Er grinned like a leper dog and said, "Even if you kill me now, you won't get the money." After you beat me to death...... Your boss can't collect the account, you don't do this job well, be careful of losing the collection work! ”

Hearing Wang Er's words, the old brother who was doing the collection was numb.

"The debts are all uncles, Uncle Wang, we collectors, both old and young, it is not easy to support our families, why don't you pay back two dollars and let me go back to pay the boss on an errand." The big man saw that it was hard to work, so his attitude softened.

Wang Er raised his right hand, which only had two fingers left, and said, "The money is indeed gone, if it really doesn't work, I'll give you a finger first, right?" ”

Seeing Wang Er's face so deadly, the emotion of collecting completely collapsed.

I saw the big man take out a knife and put it on Wang Er's throat: "This account can't be collected, and Lao Tzu has no way to live, I'll stab you to death today, and then I'll die again...... Do you think it's okay or not? ”

threatened this, Wang Er's face still did not change: "If you are willing, you can take my dog's life, I am not rare, and please find a place to bury me before you run away." ”

The big man who collected the accounts was completely out of line.

It's not that Dahan doesn't want to kill Wang Er, on the contrary, Dahan'er has the mind to break Wang Er's body into thousands of pieces.

The problem is that Wang Er is killed, and he can't get the money, and the task of collection still can't be completed......

It's a fucking loop.

Just when the collector was about to cry without tears, a voice asked, "How much does he owe you?" ”

The collector then turned around and saw Song Ziyu.

"Boy, don't inquire about things in society!" The collector scolded angrily.

Reported the bill to me, Song Ziyu lit a cigarette and sat directly in front of the card table and said.

This appearance is very domineering.

The collector was also stunned, and then asked tentatively: "Boy, are you going to come out?" Is this old leper a relative of yours? ”

"I'll tell you to talk less and just pay the bill!" Song Ziyu was a little impatient, there was a miasma of smoke here, and there were many people watching the excitement, so it was really not a place for people to stay.