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Now, Jin Dao Chen actually took the initiative to withdraw, then she could come and flirt with Jian Thirty wholeheartedly, as for her poor and lovely husband, oh my God, she didn't think about him at all.

Alas, house flowers don't smell like wildflowers, that's right.

Because the family flowers are placed at home, no matter how you snub them, they are still your own after all.

However, wildflowers are completely different, and if you pick them a little late, they will be picked by others.

She looked at Jian Thirty with a look of affection, secretly sent Qiu Bo, with affection, and said softly: Mei Daxia, the money gang is all up to you this time, oh.

Her expression was coquettish.

If I were his husband, I would definitely have gotten over her ears when I saw her dare to flirt with other men in front of me.

However, Qian Fa not only didn't shave her ears, but even thought that his wife was doing the right thing.

If you want the horse to run, you have to give him grass.

Now he was going to join his brother in the fire, and he felt that his wife was feeding the horse of Sword Thirty.

He echoed: Yes, yes, Mei Daxia, you killed them all for me, and after the matter is done, I will give you an extra five hundred taels, how about it?

Jian Thirty glared at him, and said in a tone that didn't know whether he was angry or mocking: Yes, then thank you, why don't I give it to you, tell you, I have already decided not to do it.

As he spoke, he took out a pocket from his bosom, which was the deposit that the money had paid him.

With a shake of his hand, he threw the silver to the ground.

The silver of the white flowers was sprinkled on the ground.

Qian Fa jumped to his feet in distress, and quickly stretched out his arms to surround him, as if he was afraid that others would come to grab it, and then shouted: Oh, why did you throw all the silver on the ground, Ah San, Ah Si, what are you two bastards still standing for, pick it up for me, these white flowers of silver can buy a lot of chicks to pick up customers for me, throw the silver, let me drink the northwest wind.

Ziyi also seemed to be a little angry.

She gently pulled the sleeve of Jian Thirty, and said coquettishly: You have no conscience, how can you retreat from the battle, it is too immoral.

Jian Thirty looked at her, and then looked at Qian Fa again, and said loudly: Talking about morality with you people? What I'm afraid of is that you don't talk about morality, you helped you fight, and you didn't get any benefits, and finally let you make a plot, even if you earn this silver, you won't have to spend it, since the silver is best yours, then it's better not to earn it, it's really unreasonable, I'm angry.

Qian Fa looked at Jian Thirty, and then, looking at Ziyi, and said softly: Hey, hey, hey, wife, how did he know?

Ziyi glared at him fiercely, and said loudly: "How do I know how he knows?

Qian Fa quickly shook his head, and then, nodded again, as if he suddenly remembered something, suddenly slapped his thigh, and shouted: Oh, I understand, he is the man in black who was lying on the window last night and eavesdropping on our conversation, no wonder he looks so familiar, hey, hey, hey, where are you going, Mei Daxia?

I saw Jian Thirty go straight to Boss Gan of the Brothers Gang, and said with a smile: Boss Gan, I have already turned my face with the Qian Gang Leader just now, and now, I have decided not to help him, you can do whatever you like, anyway, I don't care about what I do, you can do whatever you want.

As he spoke, a harrier turned over, turned onto the roof, found the most comfortable position, and then, put on the most comfortable position, watching the two groups of people fight.

Boss Gan hugged his fist, nodded, and said loudly: Okay, Mei Daxia, we are not to blame for the past, if you want to join us, we welcome it.

Speaking of this, he looked at Qian Fa with a smug look on his face, and laughed and said: Old ghost Qian, now even Mei Daxia will no longer help you, see what kind of backer you have in the future?

Qian was annoyed and ashamed, pulled out his waist knife, and said to him: I didn't have the surname Mei, I still cleaned you up and got you, brothers, give it to me, and kill them all for me.

And so began the fire between the two sides.

However, if you had been there and witnessed their fire, your tongue would have cramped with laughter.

Where are they fighting, it's like pulling a big saw.

I don't know if you've ever seen the situation of "pulling a big saw"?

I'm sure all children born in the countryside should have seen two people holding one end of a saw, pulling back and forth on a log.

That's what they are doing right now.

Both groups were armed with swords, one group rushed forward, and the other group kept retreating, and when they could no longer retreat, they began to recoil.

At this time, the group of people who had rushed forward began to retreat, until they could no longer retreat, and then began to recoil.

If you put a saw in the middle of them, I guess that hundreds or thousands of pieces of wood would be sawed off at this moment.

They saw back and forth like this, sawing, sawing, no one made a move, no one wanted to strike first, no one was embarrassed to strike first.

Here, the reason why I said that none of them wanted to strike first was perhaps because they all understood in their hearts that the reason why they came to the Money Gang or the Brothers Gang was not really to be a thug for them, but just to make a living in the gang.

For a few mouthfuls of food, it is really not cost-effective to pay for your life.

The reason why I say that none of them are embarrassed to strike first is because among these people, some are neighbors, some are relatives and friends, and some are cousins.

Some are even sworn friends who have been wearing a pair of pants since they were young, and they have only joined different gangs for different purposes.

Those who like gambling join the brothers' gang, and those who like women join the money gang, saying that they are here to be thugs, but that is just an excuse.

Count on these guys with all their own ghosts to help you get angry, I don't think you can even think about it.

Who wants to fight their buddies and brothers?

They were tugging at each other and tugging at each other.

I don't know how long they've been tugging at each other, maybe they're a little tired, maybe their respective leaders are pushing too hard in the back, or maybe they also feel guilty about their conscience, and feel that since they have taken other people's money, they should do their duty to be thugs.

Therefore, when the tug of war reaches a certain point, they no longer pull the saw, but each raises their swords and attacks each other.

Note that I'm talking here about them attacking each other's swords, not the people attacking each other.

Attacking each other's swords means that they only use their swords to deliberately cut each other's swords, but not each other's bodies.

Bang, clang, clang.

It's like when we were kids, we played a game of fighting, and we stipulated to each other that we were not allowed to slap our faces, prick our buttocks, poke our eyes, or kick our crotch.

Some people are even more excessive, playing war games and chatting with each other, brother, how are you living over there?