"Zhang Ji?" Shi Qingjue was surprised, "Are you ...... That Zhang Ji?"

Zhang Ji nodded seriously but slightly tiredly, "What's the benefit of pretending to be Zhang Ji in this kind of place?"

Shi Qingjue was no longer surprised, but panicked, he had already reminded Gao Yang not to stay too far away from the Protector Mansion, and he really regretted not insisting at that time, "You, hello." ”

"Well, which of the two of them do you think will win?"

Shi Qingjue glanced at the field, more than 100 people gathered in several circles, cheering for the gambling fight that was about to start, and betting with money, there was a vacancy left at the wine table opposite him, and several swordsmen maintained order to facilitate the sect master and others to watch, looking from a distance, Gao Yang seemed to really understand the rules here, and while moving his legs and feet, he sold himself to the audience.

"How much do you want, what do you want, an arm, a leg, a life......"

The strong man on the opposite side silently displayed strong muscles and determined expressions.

"I don't know. Shi Qingjue replied quickly, he preferred that there would be no duel.

"People don't know it and the bystanders are clear, let me choose it for you, you think the opponent will win, so you will bet two hundred taels of silver on him, but I am optimistic about your friend, and I also bet two hundred taels, we bet on each other, and it has nothing to do with others. ”

The young swordsman beside Zhang Ji waved his hand, and the tavern guy quickly took a few ingots of silver and put them on the table.

Shi Qingjue waved his hand again and again, "I believe in Brother Gao, I don't want to bet, I, I don't have any money." ”

"It's fine. Zhang Ji looked at the hustle and bustle of the crowd coldly, "You will find that there are a lot of things that can be exchanged for money in Biyu City. ”

Without waiting for Shi Qingjue to react to the meaning of this sentence, Zhang Ji tapped lightly on the table, and a swordsman had been observing the movements of the sect master, and immediately issued an order to the strong man in the field.

The gambling fight began, this is the simplest way to play, like a combination of wrestling and scoundrel fighting, straight and straight, fists bang on the body, no complex moves can be used, but there are its own rules, Shi Qingjue glanced at it a few times, and found that Gao Yang and the strong man still applied many martial arts routines, but only intercepted fragments, took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to suddenly resort, never dragged mud and water, and did not give the other party time to prepare.

The two were evenly matched, Gao Yang was taller, but not as strong as his opponent, after a few moves, Gao Yang was punched in the nose, blood splashed, Shi Qingjue immediately turned his head, not wanting to look at it anymore.

Zhang Ji looked indifferent, as if he was used to seeing this kind of scene, and he was not interested in the foreshadowing in front of him, he just wanted to see the last **, "Cattle and sheep eat grass, tigers and wolves eat meat, everything has a way to survive, the 'way' of Biyu City is killing, you see, everyone knows the danger, but there are still people who participate in gambling fights, and some people come to Biyu City from all directions, for this, stopping the killing is to strangle Biyu City." ”

Shi Qingjue finally understood where Gao Yang's great truth came from, he admired Gao Yang, but he didn't have a good impression of the Tianshan Sect Master in front of him, "Because you are an audience, you only pay money, but it is someone else who is desperate on the field, so you feel that killing is normal, and you don't empathize." ”

Zhang Ji let out a short laugh, "Everyone has their own way of survival, you think I pay less, but I think you are cowardly and incompetent." ”

In the field, Gao Yang was punched again, his figure was blocked by the crowd, shouts and curses sounded in unison, and after a while, Gao Yang rushed forward again, making more ruthless and chaotic moves.

Shi Qingjue lowered his head, and had no other means of calming, so he could only chant the scriptures in a low voice, and did not refute Zhang Ji's belittlement.

Zhang Ji also seemed to find it boring, and didn't speak again for a while.

Shi Qingjue didn't want to watch the brutal duel, but the ups and downs of the audience still kept entering his ears, showing him the situation on the field.

Screams, applause, and another hand-to-hand fight is over.

Shi Qingjue couldn't help but turn his head to look, Gao Yang was striding over, his upper body was stained with blood, and he raised his arms from time to time to accept the cheers of everyone, especially those who won money on him, and regarded him as a hero.

The loser was blocked, and only screams were heard.

Gao Yang walked to the table, glanced at Shi Qingjue, his eyes stopped on Zhang Ji's face, his right fist hung above a wine bowl, let go, something fell in.

Shi Qingjue glanced at it, and immediately bent down and vomited, it was clearly an eyeball, and it seemed to be still staring at him.

The corners of Gao Yang's mouth were slightly upturned, and he looked more and more ferocious, grabbed the wine bowl, poured it into his mouth, chewed it a few times deliberately, and swallowed it.

Shi Qingjue had just stopped vomiting, and when he looked up and saw such a scene, he bent under the table and vomited again.

Many people gathered around to cheer for Gao Yang's performance, while others cautiously pretended not to see, Zhang Ji was indifferent, "Congratulations on winning, but your friend lost to me two hundred taels." ”

Gao Yang's eyebrows were raised, he grabbed Shi Qingjue's arm and dragged him up, and asked sharply: "What's the matter, didn't you bet on me to win?

Shi Qingjue vomited dizzily, and it took a while to come to his senses, looking at Gao Yang, who was full of hideousness, and almost vomited again, "I, I didn't bet, he took out the silver himself, I don't have any money, I ...... I ......"

"I believe in you. Gao Yang let go of Shi Qingjue and looked at Zhang Ji again, this is a decrepit old man, he can be killed with one punch, but the young swordsman next to him, Gao Yang, only glanced at him, and dispelled the idea of making a big fuss, "What about the money I won?" ”

"You win a hundred taels, and the bet is two hundred taels. Zhang Ji didn't look up, as if there was no one standing in front of him.

"Bookkeeping. ”

"Hmph. ”

"I'll fight again, and if I win, it's enough for two hundred taels, you can find someone." ”

In Shi Qingjue's opinion, Gao Yang is tantamount to a demon, but this is a righteous demon, "No, no, don't fight anymore, I'll go get the money and come back immediately." ”

Shi Qingjue stood up, several swordsmen surrounded him, Gao Yang's eyebrows straightened up, "Still don't believe I can win?" His grandmother's, Lao Tzu is addicted, you have to play enough tonight, play it eight out of ten, win enough money, I'll take you to Liuren Alley!"

Gao Yang just said casually, but Shi Qingjue blushed, and before he could speak again, he was pressed back to his seat by Gao Yang, shook his head, and shouted loudly to everyone in the tavern: "Who is coming?"

No one answered, Gao Yang scolded: "A group of Wang Ba calves, the light will shrink their heads, but they won't stretch their heads?"

"I'll come. The young swordsman beside Zhang Ji said, got up and bowed slightly to the sect master, untied the narrow knife at his waist, and put it on the table.

Gao Yang seemed to be a little scared of him, "You're coming, you're not ......"

"Anyway, there's no rule that anyone can't participate. The swordsman said lightly, and walked towards the middle of the field, without the usual cheers, but there were countless excited and confused eyes.

Gao Yang glanced at the knife on the table, the corners of his mouth turned up again, and he didn't forget to warn Shi Qingjue before going on the field, "Don't bet indiscriminately." ”

Shi Qingjue nodded desperately, but he couldn't tell whether he was afraid or grateful to this tall brother.

The two played, the young knife man stood still, and Gao Yang was the only one who tried hard to show his eloquence and muscles to the audience, but no one bet.

Shi Qingjue felt more and more uneasy, and at this time, a sentence came from the surrounding exchanges, "This person is looking for death, dare to compete with Fang Shuyi......"

Fang Shuyi, Shi Qingjue found that this name was a little familiar, thought about it carefully for a while, and suddenly remembered that this was one of the nine people who participated in the city lord competition, and couldn't help but snort in his heart, and stood up quickly, just about to stop the duel loudly, but was pressed again.

An old swordsman stood behind him, it was he who kidnapped Shi Qingjue in the dark alley, and was later hit by the old man Mu.

"He loves money and women. The old swordsman said.

Zhang Ji turned his head and asked, "Give you money and women, will you honestly confess all the secrets?"

Shi Qingjue shook his head, "I swore to Uncle Lianqing......"

Zhang Ji pointed to the two people in the field, "Let's see what he's afraid of." ”

Gao Yang made the first move, he knew that this time the opponent was a strong opponent, if it was a knife fight, he would surrender immediately, but in close hand-to-hand combat, he felt that he might not lose.

This is just that he felt that the young swordsman Fang Shuyi glanced at Zhang Ji and understood that this was a quick and decisive competition.

Reaching out, stepping, holding, twisting, a few simple movements, Fang Shuyi not only avoided Gao Yang's attack, but also twisted the enemy's left arm behind him.

In front of his opponent, Gao Yang was as weak as a baby, and his right hand was grasping in vain, without the slightest effect.

Fang Shuyi looked at Zhang Ji again, waiting for his order.

Onlookers held their breath, many simply buried their heads in drinking, they liked to walk on the brink of killing, but when transgressions occurred, they preferred to keep their distance.

Zhang Ji sighed softly, "This shouldn't be my responsibility, I feel unfairness like you, many big things are happening, but I am trapped in a small tavern, interrogating an inconsequential monk." Lo and behold, the carnage here is unsightly, satisfying only the ignorant eyes. ”

Fang Shuyi gradually exerted his strength, and Gao Yang's screams seemed to be even louder than the previous loser, but he didn't beg for mercy.

Shi Qingjue's face changed, and he shouted: "Stop! Stop! You, what do you want to know, just ask." ”

Zhang Ji waited for a while before waving his hand to signal Fang Shuyi to stop, "You wrote a list of monks for the Dragon King." ”

"It's only halfway through the writing, and as soon as Uncle Lianqing comes, the Dragon King will return it to him. ”

"None left?"

"It should be. Shi Qingjue couldn't give an affirmative answer, his ass was as uncomfortable as a pinprick, as if something forced him to stand up and do something for Gao Yang, who was screaming, but the old swordsman stood behind him, restraining him like an impenetrable cage.

"Which monks have you written down? ”

Before Shi Qingjue could speak, Gao Yang suddenly launched a counterattack on the field, his right arm was twisted and dislocated, but it gave him room to maneuver, and his heart was occupied by anger, completely ignoring the difference in strength.

Fang Shuyi reacted instinctively, and in an instant, the bones of Gao Yang's left arm were broken into several pieces, hanging down softly, he was still not convinced, opened his mouth to bite, was held down by the enemy, and knelt on the ground.

Shi Qingjue couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart anymore, half turned around, hit the old swordsman in the abdomen with a punch, and then pulled Zhang Ji up, grabbed his neck with his right palm, and said loudly: "Let go of Big Brother Gao, let it go!"

The old swordsman flew out and fell to the ground motionless, never expecting that the monk, who had no ability to resist before, would have such great strength.

Zhang Ji didn't expect it, but he didn't panic at all, "Monk, it's not so easy to kill people." ”

Fang Shuyi got a hint and stepped on it, and Gao Yang's right leg was broken.

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