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"Hahahaha, I dare to call it a gamble in front of Uncle Ben, it's just an axe", Xiong Fei didn't care at all about the fifteen or sixteen-year-old blue-shirted boy and the tall and thin stranger with gloves in his sleeves. www.biquge.info After listening to the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but let out a long laugh of disdain and said jokingly. He didn't know where this fifteen or sixteen-year-old blue-shirted boy got his confidence, and he didn't know where this tall and thin weird man came from.

"Thirteen, you can call him Mr. Thirteen" Thirteen saw that Xiong Fei turned his gaze to him, and the hands on his sleeves moved, and said to the other party, which was regarded as showing his identity. Then he said: "Let me declare that I am not in the same group as this young man, and as for you to gamble, you can be a notary public in Xia." ”

"That's very good, then there is Mr. Lao Thirteen" That Xiong Fei knew the other party's position, and at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this strange man named Thirteen had an evil intention, and he couldn't see through the other party at all. If the blame is from a horizontal pole, it is inevitable that you will have to spend some more weeks, so the gains outweigh the losses.

"Boy, how are you going to gamble, and how are you going to bet. Uncle Ben has a variety of gambling equipment here, and there are various ways to play. There are 100 ways to play this dice, I don't know if you are interested. As for the simplest way to bet is to play, until all the people in this gambling house are beaten down, win, you will take the dog away, lose, the dog is also a waste person, Uncle Ben is not embarrassed by him, you stay to eat and drink, then Uncle Ben will take you to see a big man, how about. Whether you lose or win, you don't lose. ”

"Then let's make the most direct bet." Ye Yinfeng exhaled a breath of turbidity, then reached out and slowly pulled out the bladeless bladeless black iron sword that didn't even have a scabbard from his back.

"Okay, it's refreshing enough, there's a kind" Xiong Fei grinned as he showed his big yellow teeth. And the stupid man behind him was even more emotional, and he was about to step forward with his feet raised.

With a "snap", the stupid big man's feet just lifted up, but the skinny bear jumped up and slapped him in the face, "What's the hurry, it's not your turn to appear yet." ”

The stupid big man's face immediately showed a red five-finger print, but he was neither annoyed nor angry, grinning again, and staring at Ye Yinfeng for a long time with a wolf-like gloomy gaze in his eyes. "Hehe" The stupid big man took his gaze back, looked at Xiong Fei, who was a head shorter than himself, and laughed stupidly, if it weren't for the hideous and fierce bloodstains on his face, maybe his smile could also be said to be cute. But it's good that he doesn't laugh, this smile, the blood marks on his face immediately squirm, like a bloody insect crawling on his face, how terrifying it is.

"Boy, don't blame Uncle Ben for not reminding you, wait for Uncle Ben to go in and make arrangements, hehe, let's let",

Thirteen is an eye-opener today, a teenager who doesn't play cards as usual can be said, young people don't have more trouble, but the owner of this gambling house is like a ruffian in the market, and he has to go in to make arrangements. Could it be that the stupid big man he brought with him was not able to set it up? Since you're going to start fighting, let's just break it. The young man was really so obedient, he avoided his body and let the other two into the gambling house.

There are often such strange people, especially this year, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In this way, Thirteen inexplicably started a gambling contract with the young man, and he became the notary of the gambling contract between the young man and the owner of the gambling house. These days, he really can't understand it. But his footsteps were still not slow, and he also followed the young man named Ye Yinfeng. Because, in the moments of his thoughts, the young man had already rushed into the courtyard of the gambling house like the wind before the door was completely closed.

Thirteen seemed to have been put on a thief ship, and his eyes showed a look that was even more resentful than that of a resentful woman, and he stayed on the back of the young man in front of him. Stepping on the various weapons that fell to the ground like scattered under his feet, his mood had always been very melancholy, like the leaden sky, which did not shine at all.

Alas, how can it be so, if it is like this, Thirteen will be as depressed as he is. What kind of play did that young man have, he could have pierced the opponent's chest with a sword instead of a kick. Although the wailing guard knocked down the dead trees behind him, he still jumped up and jumped up like a wild monkey. If he made a move, he would never give the other party the slightest chance, and he would be killed.

Again, alas, it was a waste of the potential of a killer, and Thirteen was simply guilty of following the young man, and there were times when his hands hidden in his sleeves couldn't help but stretch out. But he was still deeply retracted, this feeling was even more uncomfortable than his life, this was simply a kind of torment, making him feel like his five fingers scratching his heart, and his whole body was comfortable in no place.

Alas, there was no salvation, Thirteen lamented in his heart, and there was a thud at his feet, and then a naked guard fell at his feet. The extremely angry Thirteen saw a face with a smug face appear in front of his eyes, and he stepped on it without hesitation, and a mournful cry immediately burst out of the man's mouth. At this time, Thirteen's heart was a little more comfortable, and he didn't look at the wailing guards who were rolling on the ground.

Ye Yinfeng didn't know how many people he had repelled, and the iron sword in his hand turned into a faint light, slashing past the figures one by one. Figures fell to the ground under his iron sword, and before the sword could touch his body, he fell and rolled to the ground. Ye Yinfeng didn't care about the strange behavior of this group of guards, he didn't care about the thirteen who was so angry that he was about to explode behind him.

A wailing sound was endless, I don't know if they were really disabled by Ye Yinfeng, or kicked by the thirteen who secretly inflicted the poison, their exaggerated expressions and pale faces and the beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads all showed that they were all embarrassed. Ye Yinfeng retracted his body, there was a hall in front of him, and the noisy and chaotic sound began to come from it It had disappeared, and at this moment the hall was extremely quiet, only the sound of heavy rough breathing came from that hall.

Ye Yinfeng stopped his steps, and of course the thirteen who followed also stopped his steps. The two of them didn't move forward, just paused for a moment outside the hall. At this moment, there was immediately a steady and sonorous footsteps, and ten sturdy men walked out of the hall, and the thin man Lai Fei, who had not appeared from beginning to end, suddenly appeared, with a smug look and that provocative look.

"Yes, yes, you have some skills to be able to fight here, but don't think that this is the end of it, our game has just begun" Lai Fei clapped his hands and said to Ye Yinfeng. A relaxed style, but there was a deeply hidden hideous color in his eyes, like a poisonous snake hidden deep in the shadows. This feeling made people feel uncomfortable, which made Ye Yinfeng frown, and even the thirteen behind him felt it.

There was a hint of anticipatory excitement in Thirteen's eyes, and the main table was about to begin, and the previous batch was just a piece of cake, just an appetizer. The owner of the gambling house was really painstaking, but it was getting more and more fun, and he liked the feeling, the blood burned like spirits, and it was strong.

The ten strong men who walked out of the hall were all dressed in strong suits, all black black suits, with knife-like angular faces with a somewhat solemn and indifferent expression. A faint bloody aura emanated from their bodies, and a wild and fierce aura emanated from their hands and feet. An invisible solemn majesty spread from their bodies, and instantly permeated the eaves of this water pavilion and smoke pavilion.

Ye Yinfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and the ten people on the opposite side gave him a feeling of fierceness, the realm of martial arts cultivation was not high, but the bloody aura exuded from their bodies was better than ordinary martial cultivation. These ten people must have had the blood of countless lives on their hands, and they could also have such a bloody aura, and the aura of brazen slaughter was a unique aura that they had always had. The unified movements of this group of people, coupled with the resolute face revealing a momentum of seeing death as home, there is no need to guess that these ten people are the soldiers in a certain military camp.

After a slight turn of thought, Ye Yinfeng figured out this trick, in terms of strength and background and scenery, how could the owner of this gambling house have the qualifications to let the soldiers in the barracks come to his small gambling house to act as a guard. There must be someone secretly doing something among them, which can make these ten armor blend in, and who else can have such a big deal except for His Royal Highness the Prince, who has not yet seen him.

Thirteen's eyes shot out even more intense excitement, although he felt a little surprised, but for fear that the world would not be chaotic, where would he take care of so much. It's getting more and more interesting, even the forbidden army is here, and it's still in civilian clothes, and the time-honored Thirteen can certainly see that these ten strong men are the personal guards of the Son of Heaven, the Purple Silver Forbidden Army, the soul of the brave army of Jinling City. Although the martial arts cultivation realm of these ten people is not very high, they are all murderous masters, and it is a sharp sword in the hand of the person who sits firmly on the dragon chair.

Huo, the neat steps of the ten people stepped forward, and a cold aura came strongly, the cold body with knife-like eyes, but the unified action of the ten people also shocked everyone present. Except for the blue-shirted boy with a dark black iron sword in his hand and the tall and thin strange man whose hands were always hidden in his sleeves. Even Uncle Xiong Fei, the owner of the gambling house, was shocked by the powerful momentum of these ten people, but in fact, he didn't expect this. The man who looked like a butler brought the ten men last night, and then didn't tell him why, only that he had let the ten people pretend to be the guards of the casino for the time being.

At this moment, Xiong Fei had only seen these ten people make a move for the first time, and with such a majestic and powerful momentum, he couldn't help but secretly regret it in his heart, he had known that he would have let these ten people appear early. It was a shame that the guards in his casino were still lying on the ground and wailing.

There were no words of precedent speech, but there was no trace to be found, and ten sturdy men roared and rushed towards the young man with the black iron sword in his hand. They made a lethal stunt without any sluggishness. Their eyes were like a vicious wolf seeing a weak prey, and there was a faint and fierce light.

Feeling the fierce aura and the awe-inspiring momentum of the cold and male, Ye Yinfeng took a deep breath, took a step back slightly, and shook his hand, and the dark iron sword turned into a scene of sword shadows that were difficult to enter. And his body was slightly heavy, and his legs became unopened strings. The rushing qi in his body couldn't help but surge, and the breath in his body seemed to have become extremely deep and unpredictable.

And the thirteen behind him squinted, and there was no obvious expression on his face, but in the next breath, he showed an unbelievable stunned gaze. I saw that the expression on his face was extraordinarily exciting, with anger, regret, and a sense of hatred that iron does not become steel.

Yes, Ye Yinfeng still shuttled among the ten men like the wind, and the iron sword in his hand changed to a stabbing grid, hitting the abdomen of the ten big men, without hurting the killer at all. I saw that he carried a trail of afterimages like a shadow, and where he went, a big man fell, covering his belly with a painful expression.

They hit from the entrance of the hall to the hall, and from the hall to the courtyard, I don't know how many seemingly withered trees were knocked down, and I don't know how many rockery pavilions were knocked over, and these ten men all fell. Their faces had hideous expressions distorted by great pain, but they staggered to get up, but they still had nothing to do, as if they were not pretending.

And the thirteenth was really angry, and his originally slightly handsome face became extremely wonderful because of the anger that could not be discharged. A pair of eyes that were not very large were wide open, and his mouth was wide enough to fit an entire egg into it, and the hand hidden in the sleeve was clearly visible to be trembling slightly.

It's so annoying, the other party is obviously going to come to the point, obviously trying to kill you, how can you be so kind. At this moment, when you are either dead or I am alive, where can I have any kindness, this is simply sorry for the dark sword in your hand.

Thirteen has always seen the total battle as a detail without missing a detail, and the young man's swordsmanship is sharp but like an embroidery needle in the hands of a girl, without any explosive power. It's just a violent thing, not thinking of making progress, Thirteen thought hatefully in his heart, he really couldn't think of what he was doing, and he really had nothing to do to find guilt.

He has never been angry like this, as a killer, it must be a one-hit kill, what kind of fancy such as those showmans on the street. The young man could obviously use the sword in his hand to kill the group of strong men who were not afraid of death one by one, but he still did not kill a single person, and he had not killed a single person until now.

This day was the most depressing day for Thirteen, and he was about to explode, a strong depression that hated iron and could not become steel.