Chapter Twenty-Five: The Transparent Old Uncle Wang

In the gambling house, only Jiang Lixiao's screams echoed.

It's like a ghost.

It's miserable.

faintly mixed with unwillingness and regret.

Many gamblers were still shocked by the secrecy just now, and when they saw Jiang Lixiao having his tongue torn out by force, they all trembled and were shocked.

This man is too ruthless.

Where did Jiang Likui see such a scene, he collapsed to the ground in fright as soon as he screamed, and something flowed out from under him.

"Hurry up and let go of Young Master Jiang Lixiao!" The thugs in the gambling house finally came to their senses and pounced on this side.

Jiang Fan ignored it, but his right hand landed on Jiang Lixiao's face, and he dug out a pair of tricks from the other party expressionlessly and threw them on the ground.

As soon as he turned around, his right leg whipped out, hitting the neck of one of the thugs, and directly kicked his head out.

With a stroke of his right hand, the opening palm formed a chopping knife, which cut the neck of the other person, and blood gushed like a spring.

Ferocious and ruthless.

To make a shot is to die.

"This is a private matter between the head of the family and the third master, whoever dares to make a move is against the head of the family, or against the entire Jiang family, and if you don't want to die, you will come." Jiang Fan shouted angrily.

The remaining four thugs were a little frightened, and now they stopped.

The master in front of him is clearly a killing god.

To make a shot is to die.

If you go up again, you're a fool.

Anyway, there are steps down.

Jiang Fan listened to Jiang Lixiao's scream, and showed a devilish smile: "Jiang Lixiao, this is just the beginning, I said that it will make you regret coming to this world." ”

"You can't speak, you can't see, you can't walk on your feet, you can't write with your hands."

When the voice fell, it shattered both arms and legs.

"Against the head of the house, this is the end!" The anger in Jiang Fan's chest was still burning, boiling, and with a cruel laugh, he pounced on a few thugs, "And you, for the tiger, all die for me!" ”

He went down to the mountain tiger, full of anger and monstrous anger.

Blood-red eyes.

Like a demon again.

The four thugs were all dumbfounded, and one of them couldn't help but scold: "I scolded your ancestors, Lao Tzu has stopped, you still have to kill them all, ...... you"

When the voice fell, he was blown down in the chest by Jiang Fan's punch.

A few thugs were just in the middle of forging their bodies, and where was his opponent, they were all killed in a snap of his fingers, and he also flew out.

You can't stay here for long.

The other gamblers all watched, and none of them stepped forward.

Even if a few of them were brought by Xu Mao, and one of them was clearly a disciple of the Baiyun Sect, they didn't have any intention of stopping them.

For them, it's a drama like no other.

There is also speculation about who this master is? Why is it so powerful.

Jiang Fan walked out of the gate, and the tyrannical aura in his heart also decreased a little, and he walked towards the alley with a little groaning, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

On the way, he threw away his robe.

I went around a ready-to-wear store to pick up the same one, and eventually returned home.

I washed it briefly, and then I went to the guard.

on town.

The extinguished lantern was lit again.

The gong also sounded.

Patrolling around.

In front of the guardhouse.

Old Uncle Wang was still smoking dry cigarettes, and the fireworks flickered on and off.

It's quiet, and apparently nothing is going on.

"Coming back?" Uncle Wang greeted him, and suddenly said, "Look at my memory, you haven't left at all, and you've been listening to me, a bad old man, tell me about some heroic deeds in the past." ”

"Your old deeds, shining in the starry sky." Jiang Fan smiled and sat on the other side of the threshold.

"Shining starry sky? Ha ha. Old Uncle Wang laughed twice rarely, and said, "I used to be, and when I was young, I wanted to fight the sword world and do chivalrous justice, but unfortunately, nine times out of ten, the things of life are unsatisfactory, and I will be in the town for a lifetime." Sometimes, I also dreamed that my cultivation had soared, and I had reached the end of the martial arts, and I was able to fly in the air. With a palm, a mountain is gone, and the moon is caught in the palm of his hand. ”

"You haven't dreamed of fairies since you're old?"

"You stinky boy! Hey, man, which one can't dream. ”

"And now?"

"Roll the calves!"

"Hehe, Uncle Wang, I've heard a saying: A man is a teenager until he dies."

"Well, that makes sense, but unfortunately, I'm really old."

The two chatted silently.

After a while, two people rushed to this side, asking if anyone had come to the neighborhood just now?

Jiang Fan naturally shook his head.

The two walked around, then turned to leave.

It doesn't seem to be taken very seriously.

Jiang Fan stood up and looked in the direction of the inner fort, and had an impulse to go over and destroy all the people inside, but finally endured it.

There can be no rush.

Tonight's matter, those two should not be on fire, they need to ferment, and they need to be prepared.

"Uncle Wang, you comment on those masters." Jiang Fan sat down again and pointed in the direction of the inner fort.

"Those guys!" Old Uncle Wang flashed a look of sarcasm, "The old lady back then, that was really a hero, I have to obey, but these few? Not a good thing. ”

"Uncle seems to be calm, but in fact he is a nest, forbearant in everything, focusing on the overall situation, but in fact he is cowardly and looking ahead. The town seems to be too safe and stable, but in fact, there are already many mountains, and the rules are trampled underfoot, except for their main family, they don't regard other people surnamed Jiang as their own family at all. No, you can't say that, it's not that you don't treat people in towns outside the main line as human beings at all. Old Uncle Wang took a puff of dry tobacco, and then knocked the ash of the cigarette, and his voice was low.

"The second Jiang Yihu seems to be transparent, left and right, and only runs a restaurant, but in fact he is the most treacherous, ruthless and vicious."

Old Uncle Wang paused.

Jiang Fan's eyes moved, and while listening, he looked at the night in a daze.

"The third child, Jiang Yihe, is more ambitious than the sky, ruthless, has no bottom line in doing things, and does everything he can, but he is also exquisite. He is too ambitious, but his own qualifications are average, and his ambition without the support of force will only become the wedding dress of others in the end. Jiang Jiabao will be destroyed in the hands of this son sooner or later. ”

"The fourth Jiang Yijiang, with one of the hunting teams, seems to be indisputable or robbed, but in fact, he has long been in cahoots with the third child."

"The fifth Jiang Yifeng, this son has a broken arm, in order to make up for him, he has been letting him run the fur business in the town. But because of his broken arm, he has always been looked down upon, and even the sons and daughters of several families have openly and secretly ridiculed him, wanting to rob him of the business. This goods and the Jiang family's son-in-law Tian Zhong are in cahoots, you wait and see, sooner or later the boss will be planted in the hands of these two goods. ”

"Sixth Jiang Yilei, don't talk about it, this is a master who eats with his face, and he also died on the woman's belly, or ...... Hey, what he did, I have seen the old man, a real chicken is not a thing, with a human face and a beast's heart. ”

Tian Zhong, the son-in-law of the Jiang family, was even more looked down upon by the Jiang family, and his wife also beat and scolded him, but he was often taken care of by the boss. It's a pity that this person's heart has long been distorted, and there is a chance that he will take revenge in the future, and once he gains power, he will take revenge on the Jiang family crazily. ”

"The Jiang family's generation is not brilliant."

"The next generation of Jiang Licheng, his qualifications are okay, his father is the head of the family, and he is backed by the Baiyun Sect, he could have become bigger, but his mind is uncertain, and he is too stupid. He got such a good thing as Bodhi, and he even said it? Doesn't he understand that the bigger the family, the more intrigues there are, and only one outsider knows about it, and it will spread all over the city. If he doesn't say anything to anyone in private, keeps his duty and doesn't go to the Qinglou, who can know? Secretly accumulating himself, waiting for him to come out of the abyss one day, let the Jiang family's goods still go to the sky? ”

"Or hand over the Bodhi Zi to the sect, it will definitely be reused, and there will still be a great future."

"It's a pity that such a good situation was stupid to death by himself."

Old Uncle Wang couldn't help but shake his head.

Jiang Fan's eyes flickered.