At that time, the little hooligans in the county town liked to play two kinds of gambling for the sake of spirit or profit, one was to split sugar cane, and the other was to stab their fingers, and they had to use the kind of three-piece knife made by Chow Yun-fat in the God of Gamblers.

Splitting sugarcane is done with the tip of the knife on the back of the knife, and then splitting vertically to see who can split the sugarcane to the end in the least number of knives. And the finger piercing is to use the tip of the knife to quickly stab between the five fingers on the table, not to hurt the fingers, but to be fast.

At this time, Yi Tianxing and Xue San'er's thin and black man was compared to the latter.

Although in his opinion, it is really naïve to do this. But there is no way, he is a person who is afraid of trouble by nature, if he can stop this matter, let alone play this childish game, even if Comrade Xue San'er asked him to go to the Xuanhe Temple across the river and shout three times: The Buddha is dead, he doesn't care.

The finger poke game is boring.

The reason is very simple, with Yi Tianxing's eyesight and ability to control his muscles, he can really imagine who in this world will be more accurate than him with a knife between his fingers, and who will be faster than him.

The thugs on the side looked at the tip of the knife and stabbed back and forth between the fingers of this high student with the sound of breaking wind, and their faces showed incredible expressions.

Yi Tianxing smiled, knowing that this game without suspense was finally over, but he didn't expect Xue San'er to frown and make another request.

"Blindfolded?"

It's not just about eyesight, it's about guts. How can you say that it is more courageous? Look at the black and thin man under Xue San'er's door, and you can see that there is soil on his face.

Yi Tianxing thought about it, tilted his head sideways indifferently, signaled himself to come first, took the black cloth handed over by Xue San'er's subordinates on the side, and tightly covered his eyes - the knife was like the wind, it was as if he was not blindfolded, and the tip of the knife flashed with cold light and jumped between the five fingers on the table, like a restless little jīng spirit playing a game on the Five Finger Mountain.

Xue San'er's always calm face showed a hint of surprise, and he glanced at one of his subordinates beside him, and a fierce light appeared. The subordinate understood, took out a cold light machete from his arms, snorted, and slashed at Yi Tianxing's palm on the wooden table!

At this time, Yi Tianxing was playing with the tip of the knife, and his eyes were still blindfolded.

Boom!

The sound was neither like metal colliding nor like human flesh.

Yi Tianxing just felt that he was slashed by a heavy object on his wrist, and slightly noticed a trace of pain similar to when he was twisted by Zou Leilei, so he took off the black cloth that was blindfolded.

I saw a bunch of stunned thugs in the noodle restaurant, Xue San'er with a shocked face, and the knife hand next to him who was full of horror and had a mouth wide open to swallow ostrich eggs.

Yi Tianxing looked at the trembling machete in the guy's hand, frowned, his eyes flashed a hint of ruthlessness, and looked at Xue San'er on the other side of the wooden table and said coldly: "Third master, this thing is not authentic. ”

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"Give me the waste of this kid!"

Xue San'er is really a guy who has gone through a big scene, not an ordinary gangster, and the first thought in his heart is to waste this high student in the red oil noodle restaurant.

As soon as his subordinates pulled out the guy from their arms, they rushed towards Yi Tianxing.

The corners of Yi Tianxing's lips curled slightly, he smiled coldly, smashed the wooden table in front of him with one punch, and in two steps, he approached Xue San'er before everyone was on the edge, snapped twice, and the palm of his hand slid down from his shoulder at a very fast speed, and one palm choked his throat, looking back at everyone: "Whoever dares to move, I will kill him!"

When had these Dao brothers ever seen such a fast skill, they were all stunned.

In the blink of an eye, the three joints of Xue San'er's arms were removed by Yi Tianxing, and at this time, his arms hung softly at his side, in pain, and he still roared hard: "What are you still doing in a daze?

Yi Tianxing suddenly leaned into his ear and said, "I called you the third master just now, but I was too lazy to deal with you." You can't afford to mess with me. Survive in this world, don't have so many problems, don't mess with people you can't mess with, okay?" suddenly smiled and said to the gangsters in the noodle restaurant with knives and sticks: "Get out of here, I'll have a good chat with your boss." ”

After saying this, he hit the empty palm directly on the wall, leaving a palm print on the lime wall, and said coldly: "If I want to pinch him to death, it will be like pinching an ant to death." ”

After everyone withdrew in horror, Xue San'er said coldly, "What do you want?"

"Not very good. Yi Tianxing shrugged, looked at him and said calmly: "I'm not afraid to tell you, we are not a level of existence at all, don't think about making trouble with me anymore, otherwise you will live a very hard life." ”

Although he said lightly, Xue San'er faintly felt a trace of fear for the first time in the years after the finger was broken, but his face put on a look of being confused and not afraid of death, and said lightly: "What are you afraid of when you come out to mix?"

"Since you're not afraid of anything, what if you admit defeat?"

"You can lose anything, if you are a single, the last thing you can't lose is face. ”

Yi Tianxing smiled and looked at this hooligan leader who didn't eat oil and salt, suddenly took his right hand, gently pinched his remaining three finger joints with his fingers, and said quietly: "Don't hold on, otherwise I will directly abolish your fingers." ”

Listening to the squeaking sound made by his fingers, like a mouse struggling under an iron rod, Xue San'er's face changed slightly.

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"Don't do it. Xue San'er shouted weakly. The hooligans who were waiting outside the noodle shop saw the two of them walking out of the door and were about to rush up, and when they heard this shout, they immediately put down their hands. It's not as simple as listening to the boss's words, but I'm really frightened by Yi Tianxing's ability to cut off his hands just now and keep leaving his palm empty.

"Leave it at that. Yi Tianxing said with a smile in a heroic tone.

"Are you ......" Xue San'er's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"I am the twentieth generation descendant of the Shaolin Temple layman, and the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt is also a little hot. Yi Tianxing said calmly, but he was snickering in his heart, "You are not martial arts practitioners, and I don't want to go against you. ”

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Watching this inconspicuous Gao Sheng go farther and farther, Xue San'er's subordinates gathered around, but there was a dead silence, obviously the lingering palpitations did not disappear.

After a long time, one said: "It turned out to be a practitioner, no wonder it is so powerful." ”

Xue San'er used his remaining three fingers to comb the loose oily hair, laughed, but a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, put his hand down, gently rubbed his throat that was still a little painful, and said: "If you have practiced kung fu and used it, the Boxers will not be wiped out by the Eight-Nation Alliance." ”