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The sky was dark, and the periphery of the leaden clouds was like a black line, and the lead white and dark black were very distinct.

Thirteen is a personal name, he is neither thirteen in the family nor thirteen in the gang, he just thinks he likes the number thirteen, so he gives himself a name of thirteen. Thirteen is very tall, half a head taller than the average strong man, at least nine feet tall. But Thirteen is very thin, and it is really appropriate to describe it as skinny. Thirteen is tall and thin, and as long as anyone who has seen him, his figure will be firmly engraved in the minds of others.

Thirteen's clothes were not flashy, but simple and clean, a coarse cloth garment that wrapped his thin and tall body like a wide strip of cloth, and there was still excess placket left to swing outside his body. It was also strange to say that such a strange body could sell satisfactory clothes, but Thirteen was not worried about this, because he had money, and of course his money was not left to him by his ancestors, nor was it earned by his businessman. His money was earned by an ancient profession, a killer, and being a killer. That's the job of carrying your head on your crotch. So Thirteen enjoyed it very much, and of course his clothes were custom-made, and they fit well, except for the extra placket that hunted in the wind under his body.

The gloomy sky rolled up the lead-colored clouds, and Thirteen came to a strange courtyard, where five gold-sized words hung on the high gate, "Big Winner Gambling House", and there was a couplet on both sides of the gate with two thick rings: "The gold is scattered and comes back, and the big winner is collected with ten thousand silvers"

Although it was not a very neat pair, it also had a special charm, and Thirteen could clearly hear the noisy shouts coming from the courtyard building, like thousands of troops in the midst of a tearing apart. On either side of the gate of the courtyard stood two big men, naked, revealing the tiger head tattoos on their chests with grinning teeth. There was also a man in front of the door who looked like a steward with a smiling face all the time, and the smile on the steward's face was so stiff and a little less sincere. Thirteen is not usually very good at gambling, although he occasionally plays, but this kind of unskilled work, he is not even interested. What he likes is to kill, this is the real technical work, either the target dies or he lives, and the excitement is something that no one can experience.

The two big men in front of the courtyard building had a cold expression, and in stark contrast to them, the man in charge had a smile on his face, and he showed the smile he relied on every passerby to passer. Thirteen was about to leave, he didn't have much interest in it, and the gamblers who were addicted to the casino were excited every time they entered, and when they came out, they looked sluggish. He knows what is in it, so it doesn't have any big attraction for him.

Thirteen showed a smile that he felt good to the conscientious man in charge, he still had a little respect for such a person, anyway, selling laughter is also a means of survival, entering the door is a guest, of course, you have to show a comfortable smile, otherwise as soon as the guest arrives at the door, he will see the steward with a coffin face, who will go in.

The steward also returned the most kind smile to the tall, thin man, for such a man, the venomous steward knew that the other party was not a gambler, and he could tell from the other man's eyes. There is no confusion in the eyes of the other party due to greed, it is very clear, such a person is a relatively determined person, and he is not subject to such desires at all.

Thirteen habitually looked around, this is one of his habits, a lot of habits, a killer can't even observe the subtleties around, then even if his martial arts cultivation realm is high, it is impossible to live until now. When he raised his right foot to leave, he noticed a figure flashing around the corner of the street.

Dressed in a blue shirt and with a handsome body, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was walking slowly. Before the smile on Thirteen's face could spread, his eyes narrowed, and a fierce essence shone through his eyes. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a strange look stood out on his face, and he looked at the blue-shirted young man who was walking slowly with an interested expression.

Thirteen could clearly feel the cold aura emanating from the fifteen or sixteen-year-old blue-shirted young man, and the majestic true yuan in the other party's body was flowing. The young man swept the two giant stone lions in front of the gambling house like stars, and the sharp and sharp edge flashed from his eyes.

Thirteen could also feel a volcanic eruption of anger in the eyes of the blue-shirted young man, and this anger was directed at the "big winner" gambling house. In the blink of an eye, Thirteen's eyes shrank slightly, because even he didn't see clearly, the young man's figure had already appeared in front of the door of the gambling house. Interestingly, Thirteen's eyes were shining, and he felt that this young man was not simple, and he was born with a kind of excitement like a chess opponent. He restrained his feet, and he decided to stay and see what the boy had come for and why he had come with so much rage.

"Welcome to the big winner gambling house, I hope that your luck is good luck and big win today" The steward showed a smiling face, he saw that the young man was standing in front of the door and looked at the plaque of the gambling house in a daze, the visitor was a guest, of course he did not dare to have any contempt and neglect. Although he could see at a glance that this young man was not a gambler, it was undeniable that it was the first time for the other party to enter such a place, so he also greeted the other party politely. 、

It was Ye Yinfeng, and when he looked up at the plaque, he was also on guard, because he felt that the tall and thin man standing not far from the door of the casino was extremely dangerous. Unclear of friend and foe, he took the opportunity to look at the casino plaque to determine the behavior of the tall, thin man.

The whole body was running with true qi rapidly, and his nerves were tense, and Ye Yinfeng did not have the slightest flaw in his body, although he turned his back to the tall and thin man. The smile on the steward's face did not dissipate, and he saw that the young man did not pay attention to himself, neither annoyed nor impatient, but only quietly maintained the gesture of giving his hands.

Master, the other party is definitely a real hand, although the true qi circulating in his body is faint and imperceptible, but the other party is just standing like that, and the dark iron sword behind him emits a palpitating light. Thirteen looked at the young man with his back to him, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, although the other party was just a casual stand, but he couldn't find any chance to make a move, even if the other party slightly revealed a small flaw, he didn't dare to make a move easily. There was a glimmer of excitement in Thirteen's eyes, and he became interested in the young man. If this boy were to be a killer, it would be flawless.

What he didn't know was that that little flaw was not deliberately exposed by Ye Yinfeng, and he wanted to make sure of the other party's reaction. Concealing his aura is what Ye Yinfeng is best at since he learned "Taiqing Jue", so he himself didn't know that his hand was exposed to give such a high evaluation to the tall and thin man.

Relieved, the tall and thin man was not here for himself, maybe he was just a passerby, although Ye Yinfeng determined the position of the tall and thin man, he didn't dare to trust others easily. The true qi in his body was still flowing endlessly in his body, and he put his body and mind into a perfect realm.

And how did the steward know that in just a few breaths, this young man and this tall and thin man had already engaged in an invisible battle. Rao is he has a lot of experience, where would he have thought of so much, but the two big men behind him changed their faces, revealing a solemn look. The man in charge had not yet put down his hand, and his face, which was about to stiffen with a smile, had some unnatural feelings, and there was some slight pain in it.

"I'm here, tell your boss to come out" Ye Yinfeng took a breath, he forcibly suppressed the anger that surged out of his heart, at this moment he didn't fully understand the strength of this gambling house. He can only take care of the soldiers first, if the other party is so arrogant and unreasonable, then he will not be reasonable to them, and he will not be polite.

"Presumptuous, who are you, dare to speak disrespectfully here" One of the big men heard this, and immediately shouted loudly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, don't you want my son to come, what, is your boss scared or afraid to come out, and started to be a turtle with a shrunken head", along the way, Ye Yinfeng and the fat Taoist priest have not learned anything, but they have learned a lot of scolding words, and their words are sarcastic like slaps in the face. Since the other party is to lure him to appear, then he will not scruple about anything, and he still has to take advantage of it. He thought of the first principle of the fat Taoist priest who said that he would run away if he couldn't beat it, take advantage of it if he could, and scold the other party even if he couldn't beat it.

Interesting, Thirteen, who was standing on the side, let out another exclamation, he felt that this young man was getting more and more interesting, but he still heard something from the other party's one-sided words. He didn't understand why the owner of the gambling house wanted to bring this young man out, could they have some deep hatred. Thirteen, who is more and more interested, decided to stay and see, anyway, he hasn't received any business recently, and he is so idle that he hurts, and it's good to have excitement to make up.

"Presumptuous, so bold and reckless" When the man who shouted and reprimanded heard this, he was even more furious, he strode forward, and instantly appeared in front of Ye Yinfeng. Raising his fan-like palm, he grabbed Ye Yinfeng, and there was a fierce light in his eyes. At the same time, there was a slight smile on his face, the young man in front of him was only fifteen or sixteen years old, although his figure was handsome and extraordinary, like a scholar, but he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with a scholar after many years of prostitution. What about the iron sword he carried on his back, his speed, not to say faster than lightning, but it was about the same.

The steward had already put away the smile on his face, and he could put a thick smile on the guests who brought the silver two, but the young man had obviously come here to make trouble. He wouldn't waste his smile on a troublemaker, on the contrary, the cruelty on his face was no less than that of the two big men.

The other big man smiled, and he stood by calmly, not worrying about anything wrong with his companion. Not to mention a young man who looks like a scholar, he is a sturdy cow, and his companions can lift it up. However, as soon as the smile in his eyes appeared, the relaxed expression had not yet been fully released, and his eyes opened wide in an instant, like the bull's eye of the big scalper.

With a sinister smile on his face, the big man's fan-like palm fell towards Ye Yinfeng's shoulder with a tearing sound in the air. The palms of the slap turned from the initial slapping to grasping. But Ye Yinfeng was like a frightened scholar, watching the top of his head fall towards his left shoulder, but he didn't move.

There was a hint of banter in his eyes, and he didn't see any movement from Ye Yinfeng, but the big man's fan-like palm fell into the hands of the blue-shirted young man, and the other party's palm was fixed on the distance of a foot from his shoulder.

The big man's face changed suddenly, and he felt that his wrists were like a pair of red-hot iron tongs gripping, and the tingling and burning sensation instantly flowed to his body. There was a fierce burning pain in his wrist, and he couldn't move the slightest bit in his body. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans ran down his forehead, and his breathing became coarse. The other party just grabbed his wrist with a slight grab, like a pair of hot iron tongs.

He tried to lift his other hand, but found that there was more force coming from the other hand, and there was a greater tearing and burning pain from his wrist. This made him dare not force a point, and looked at the seemingly weak young man with a frightened look in his eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other big man immediately rushed up, raised his foot and went to Ye Yinfeng's abdomen. He has a lot of confidence in his own kick, and he once kicked a strong bull over. Presumably, this young man may have more strength in his hands, and his body is still as strong as a head.

With a "bang", the big man let out a miserable scream, and he clearly heard a clicking sound from his restless feet, and then a heart-rending pain came from his ankle. That kick was on the opponent's lower abdomen, but he kicked it in the lower abdomen of a person, it was simply a steel plate, and all the force of the foot he kicked with all his strength rebounded back to his own foot.

The big man screamed and clung to his feet and rolled on the ground, the tearing sensation of the great pain almost made him feel so painful that he would rather die at this moment than suffer such torture.