Chapter Ninety-Eight: Forced to Use a Sword

Watching the ghost cry and gobble up, Boss Tong said with a smile: "Contemptible Tong Hu, everyone calls me Boss Tong, dare to ask Your Excellency's name." ”

"Ghost cry. The ghost cried and swallowed the octopus whiskers, and arched his hand: "I've seen Boss Tong." ”

"Haha, you're welcome. Boss Tong responded with a smile, it seemed that from beginning to end, his expression had not changed, and he had been smiling.

After the meal, a person came to Boss Tong and whispered in his ear. After a moment, Boss Tong nodded, and the man retreated.

"Brother Ghost Cry has caused a lot of trouble!" Boss Tong looked at Ghost Crying, and the Ghost Crying eyes made him palpitate for a while, and said secretly: What a pair of sharp eyes.

The ghost cried, "I would like to advise!"

Boss Tong's expression was slightly serious: "You killed someone last night." ”

Ghost Cry nodded: "Yes, 35 people, all pirates." ”

"You remember it clearly. Boss Tong said: "But do you know that this is the country of ten thousand islands, the man of the country of ten thousand islands, one of the three has been a pirate, many island owners, nine out of ten have been pirates, and the remaining one is the son of a pirate." Pirates, deserve to die. But there are pirates who you have to pay if you kill them. ”

The ghost cried and took a sip of wine. The wine was a strong liquor, and there was a fire burning in his belly, which went straight to his head, and smoke was rising above his head, and he fixed his mind and said, "I killed the last person last night, and this person has an eye, which is quite strange." ”

Boss Tong affirmed: "It's him, last night, of course, he was a pirate, but at the same time, he was also the father of an island owner." Even though the owner doesn't treat him very well, you shouldn't kill him either. ”

Ghost Cry asked, "Who is the island owner?"

"There are many people who don't know the identity of the island owner, such as you, there are many people who know, such as us, but we can't say it, if we say it, we will offend her, and if we offend her, we will be in trouble. So, I don't know. ”

Ghost Cry nodded: "I understand, I know, but I can't say it, not only can't I say it, but I have to pretend not to know." ”

Boss Tong snapped and closed the fan, clapped his hands and smiled, "That's it, Brother Ghost Cry is really a smart person." ”

Ghost Cry shook his head: "Compared to Your Excellency, I am not smart. ”

Boss Tong smiled: "Whether you are smart or not, you must have the ability to get on my ship." ”

"How am I going to get on. The ghost asked.

Shiratori was quite anxious on the side, and pulled Ghost Cry's sleeve, Ghost Cry nodded at him, and he had no choice but to give up.

Boss Tong saw the small movements of the white bird, smiled slightly, and said, "Yesterday, that person was going for your horse, so I want your horse." ”

The ghost cried and shook his head: "No. ”

Boss Tong nodded and said, "Since this one doesn't work, let's change it." The knife you used to kill yesterday, I want it. ”

The ghost cried and shook his head: "Still not good." ”

Boss Tong frowned slightly: "Why not." ”

The ghost cried solemnly: "As a man, getting off the horse in the crotch and holding the knife in his hand is the foundation of the world, how to give it away." ”

Boss Tong smiled: "More important than life?"

The ghost cried and nodded: "Without them, there is no life." ”

Boss Tong slapped his palm with a fan: "In that case, you help me kill someone." ”

The ghost cried and shook his head: "There is no injustice and no hatred, why kill him." ”

"For your life. Boss Tong said: "If you stay here for 3 days, you will definitely die." ”

Ghost Cry suddenly laughed: "Then I'll try." ”

Boss Tong said with a smile: "I didn't lie to you, I don't believe you ask the people around you if he came to me to save your life, otherwise why do you think he is in such a hurry." ”

White Bird nodded: "Brother Ghost Cry, don't be reckless." ”

Then he said to Boss Tong: "Boss Tong, why don't you say a number, let's see how much silver it takes to solve it." ”

"Silver?" Boss Tong laughed: "White Bird, White Bird, do you think I am short of silver?

Shiratori was speechless, offending an island owner, the small island owner was just that, looking at Boss Tong's reaction, it was definitely not a small island owner, so it was not worth spending any amount of money.

Boss Tong looked at the ghost and cried again: "You are very confident in your sword skills. ”

The ghost cried, "Since the success of the sword technique, I have never lost in the knife technique. ”

Boss Tong smiled: "Then how about your knife technique for me." ”

"My knife technique is very ordinary, you can find a knife to practice casually. ”

Boss Tong shook his head: "You coax me, just now you said that your sword skills are invincible." ”

"I didn't say that the sword I learned was invincible. Ghost Cry frowned: "Because I use this knife technique, I have never lost." ”

Boss Tong sighed: "So according to what you mean, your sword skills have never been lost, because you are powerful, not because the knife skills you learned are powerful." ”

The ghost cried and nodded, Boss Tong believed it a little, but still said: "But I don't believe it, so let's make a bet." ”

Here it is, trap!

Shiratori's eyes widened, and he said, "We don't bet." ”

"I can bet. The ghost cried, "But I have to know what to bet on first." ”

Boss Tong ignored Shiratori and said with a smile: "You fight with one of my men, of course, provided that you don't use a knife." ”

"Yes. The ghost cried, "I will use the sword." ”

"Good. Boss Tong smiled and said, "If you win, I'll let you get on the boat for free." If you lose, your knife and horse stay. ”

"Okay!" Ghost Cry stood up, "When will it be compared." ”

Boss Tong also stood up: "Right now." ”

"No!" Shiratori grabbed Ghost Cry's sleeve, "Brother Ghost Cry, we can't bet with him." ”

He believed in the Devil's Crying Knife, because he had seen it with his own eyes, and he was truly invincible. He was confident that with his sword technique, no one on the entire island could be defeated.

However, the devil cried with a sword, and he had no confidence.

"Peace of mind, you're waiting. As soon as the ghost cried, the sleeve slipped away from the palm of the white bird, but Boss Tong's eyes lit up: "Wait, your clothes." ”

"What?" asked Ghost Cry.

"Silk, huh?"

The ghost cried and nodded, and Boss Tong's smile became even brighter, narrowing his eyes, covering the light in his eyes.

At three adjacent tables, nearly 20 people stood up at the same time.

With a loud shout, he drove the people of the inn aside and dragged the dancing woman off the table. The woman screamed and fell to the ground, and a group of men hurriedly went to help, and a series of thugs sounded "Papapa......

Bang!

Four tables were put together.

When people saw this scene, their eyes suddenly lit up and they made noise.

Boss Tong winked, and a man jumped up. Bai Bird's expression became more and more gloomy, and he exclaimed, "Wave Chopping Knife Li Qing." ”

Li Qing used a large sharp knife, three feet and five inches, the blade of which was more curved than ordinary sharp knives, and at the same time wider, nearly the width of a palm.

His hand pressed the hilt of the knife, and he didn't pull it out immediately, and his eyes were sharp as he looked at the ghost crying.

Oni Wai picked up the hat on the table, put it on his head, jumped on the table, and asked, "Who can borrow a sword?" ”

"I have a sword here. Boss Tong said with a smile, stretched out his hand, and on the side, a person handed a sword to his hand.

Boss Tong took the sword and threw it over, and the ghost cried and reached out to catch it.

Then, casually threw the long knife to Shiratori, who hurriedly caught it. Boss Tong came to the side of the white bird and said with a smile: "But you have to take care of my knife." ”

Shiratori gritted his teeth, remorseful in his heart, knowing that he shouldn't have brought ghosts to cry here.

On the table, the ghost cried and pulled out the sword, threw away the scabbard and flicked the sword body, frowning, this is not a good sword.

The sword is very light, the blade is soft, and the weak scribe wears it, which is beautiful but not practical. Not only that, but it's an antique sword, at least a hundred years old. Although it is well maintained, the interior is still full of holes, the exterior is bright, and the inside is a mess.