The wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, the pile will come out of the shore, the flow will be turbulent, the line is higher than the people, and the people will not be it.

True masters never have to take the initiative to gain fame, for them, fame is like those flies that smell fishy. Even if you want to, you can't get rid of it.

And if a person is too famous but his kung fu is too poor, I am afraid that he will not be able to live long on the rivers and lakes.

Shi Yaoxian used to only like money, to be precise, he liked to make money, but he didn't like to spend money. Although such people are stingy, they often have a cautious heart and are often able to live longer on the rivers and lakes.

People say that money will corrode a person's body and heart, and over the years, Shi Yao has followed Pan Dashao first, opening his mouth with food and stretching out his hand with clothes. At any time, you can get what you want with just a scolding.

The caution and caution that remained in the depths of his memory had gradually faded in Shi Yaoxian's heart. Instead, there is the arrogance that is commanding and wants to highlight himself all the time.

Shi Yao asked himself first, he himself had heard of almost all the masters in the world, but there had never been one who could coincide with Jiang Feng's image.

"The guy who pretended to be a ghost, just right, killed him, this Wanhualou is mine. I don't know how much wealth has been accumulated in this Wanhualou over the years?"

As Shi Yaoxian's greedy gaze swept through the Wanhua Tower, Jiang Feng had already put down the wine glass in his hand and said coldly, "Are you deaf?"

"Humph!"

Shi Yao snorted coldly, and then a little under his feet, he was already like an eagle swept down from the sky. With the momentum of spreading his wings, he was condescending, and swooped towards the river wind.

With a "boom", Jiang Feng's sleeve robe was thrown suddenly, and Shi Yaoxian only felt that Jiang Feng's cuffs were like a boundless huge cloth bag, covering him all over the world. In the air, with nowhere to relay, he has no other choice but to fight hard.

Calm, calm, the internal force in the dantian surged, and Shi Yaoxian had already pointed out like lightning.

Breaking the face with a point, this is the martial arts principle that everyone in the rivers and lakes understands. Besides, what he Shi Yaoxian is best at is fingering, and at this moment, as soon as he points out, he Shi Yaoxian is already full of confidence and just waiting for success.

But the next moment, when Shi Yaoxian's fingers touched Jiang Feng's cuffs. The expected feeling of stiffness did not appear, but was replaced by the feeling of a constant rush of waves after stacks.

Not only that, but the next moment, Shi Yaoxian suddenly felt that Jiang Feng's cuffs had suddenly turned into countless sharp swords, wrapping his index finger layer upon layer. It was as if he had voluntarily put his fingers into a meat grinder.

People say that ten fingers are connected to the heart, and every bit of pain on the fingertips seems to tear the heart and lungs. This can be known from the terrible screams that came out of Shi Yaoxian's mouth.

Shi Yaoxian's figure came and went quickly. Whether it was the five people in the tall boss or the original people in this Wanhua Building, they did not have the slightest sympathy and surprise for Shi Yaoxian, who fell to the ground and curled up into a shrimp shape with his right hand.

Sympathy is the most likely thing on the rivers and lakes to cause trouble and bury trouble, and surprise, for them who have already seen too many dead people, this kind of pure waste does not have much need to exist.

Standing up, Jiang Feng wiped his mouth with a pure white silk cloth, and after throwing it casually, he slowly walked towards Shi Yaoxian. Jiang Feng didn't walk fast, but at this time, Shi Yaoxian only cared about curling up on the ground, without the slightest sign of escaping.

"This brother, slow down, slow down......"

Pan Dashao's voice came urgently, and the corresponding figure was his hurried figure.

"Pan Dashao, if you take a step here, you can go on the road with this Shi Yaoxian!"

Jiang Feng's voice was like an invisible step, and as soon as Fang Fang came out, it made Pan Dashao's raised footsteps hang in the air. The gap between him and the threshold of Wanhualou is less than three feet, and even as long as he takes one more step, he can step into Wanhualou, but this step, Pan Dashao can't step out of it anyway.

Whether it is to make money or learn martial arts, it is not an easy thing. But whoever can accomplish these two things must have something special. Whoever treats a person as a fool because he has a lot of money is a real fool.

Shi Yao turned his face sideways and moved his lips hard at Pan Dashao. Jiang Feng's casual blow just now wrenched his fingers and injured his meridians.

Although Shi Yaoxian understood that Pan Dashao's kung fu was just between the best, there would not be much difference between him and Jiang Feng. But if a person is at the most critical juncture of his life, then he will not let go of any possible hope.

Pan Dashao glanced at Shi Yaoxian, and then at Jiang Feng, who was sitting firmly in Diaoyutai. Suddenly, his body twisted, and he said to himself: "The decoration of this Wanhualou is not exquisite enough, forget it, I'd better go back to the carriage!"

Shi Yaoxian's eyes were already wide, he couldn't believe that Pan Dashao, who was easily played by himself in the past, would be indifferent to his eyes asking for help.

The reason is actually very simple, because Shi Yaoxian will never understand that Pan Dashao should only take him with a majestic dog. In this cruel world, who would gamble their lives for a dog?

"Close the door!"

Jiang Feng seemed to be talking to himself in a soft voice, and the old bustard had already shouted as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and soon, the two turtle slaves rushed out and slowly closed the door of Wanhualou.

The sound of "squeak" sounded, and the fading light brought Shi Yaoxian a fading hope.

"Why did he die?"

Jiang Feng suddenly pointed at Shi Yaoxian, whose eyes were already stunned, and asked the five elders Gao.

"Because he's weak. Boss Gao said.

"Because he offended you. Shi Qun said.

"Because his luck is not good enough!" Ye Xiang said.

Meng Xingsoul and Xiao He didn't speak, did they not know, didn't want to say, or agreed with the previous three views?

Jiang Feng took a sip of wine and said lightly: "What you said is all right, but there is one more thing to add, that is, he has too much money on him." He Shi Yaoxian has also been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, but unfortunately, he still hasn't understood the truth that the husband is not guilty, and he still doesn't understand it. ”

After drinking, Jiang Feng suddenly got up, and turned around and walked upstairs without the slightest drag. Only one sentence was left in the air, echoing in the ears of the five Gao bosses.

"Kill him and bring his stuff to me!" (To be continued.) )