Although he said this arrogantly, the shopkeeper knew that he was telling the truth, because he already knew the details of him when he took in the hemp cook twenty years ago.

Although he was pointed to the central matter, the shopkeeper deliberately pretended to be ignorant, and yelled: I owe you a turtle bastard, is it wrong for a golden knife Chen Biao to fry a dish for 200,000 taels of silver, but unfortunately, you are not a golden knife Chen Biao, you are just a hemp cook.

The hemp chef can only eat three meals a day, but you fucking eat me five meals a day, you calculate, how much do you owe me?

If it weren't for the identity of the shopkeeper of Piaoxianglou who supported him there, it is estimated that he would have been stared at under the table by the sharp gaze of the golden knife Chen Biao.

Golden Dao Chen Biao poked his chest, and said coldly to the shopkeeper: Shopkeeper, let me tell you again, I am not a hemp cook, I am Golden Dao Chen Biao, in fact, when I was injured and came to Piaoxiang Building twenty years ago, you knew who I was, right?

Although the shopkeeper still wanted to deny it vigorously, but I don't know if it was because of fear or what, he couldn't help but nod his head, and then kept shaking his head.

He nodded his head one moment, then shook his head, and finally, even he didn't know whether he should nod or shake his head, and it looked extremely funny.

Golden Dao Chen Biao looked at him, and a strong light suddenly flashed in his eyes, a trace of light that could almost devour people.

After a while, however, the intense light slowly dimmed again, like a dark cloud suddenly drifting in to obscure the sun.

The shopkeeper seemed to be frightened, and he couldn't stop sifting chaff, looking at Chen Biao with a pleading face.

Those who originally watched the excitement knew that the matter was very serious, and their legs and feet had already slipped away with oil on the soles of their feet, and those with bad legs and feet had even pulled a crotch of their pants and were dragged away by their friends.

Jin Dao Chen Biao neither stopped nor made a move, but just looked at the shopkeeper and suddenly sighed, and said: Actually, when I first came to Piaoxiang Building twenty years ago, I should have killed you, but I didn't kill you, so now that we don't owe anyone anything, you can go.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, as if he had met a pardon, and even Du Jiu felt a little unbelievable with such a fast skill.

Looking at the shopkeeper's embarrassed back, Du Jiu suddenly burst out laughing.

As soon as the laughter fell, he turned around slowly, his expression suddenly became serious, he looked at the golden knife Chen Biao, and said coldly: You don't owe the shopkeeper, so how should you pay me back?

The pockmarks on the face of the golden knife Chen Biao seemed to have been frozen by the terrifying atmosphere shrouded in the Piaoxiang Building, and said coldly: If you owe money, you owe money, and you owe your life to your life.

Hearing this, Du Jiu clapped his hands, a cruel and cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "Okay, okay, okay, then you can take your life."

Just heard his word "come" fall, and the killing machine suddenly started.

A duel is inevitable.

Those who drank in the Piaoxiang Building, when the shopkeeper's peach died, had almost escaped.

But a few others didn't go, because they knew there was going to be a great scene coming.

Most of these people are hot-blooded men and bold men who have walked in the rivers and lakes, but now they are suddenly forced by the murderous aura condensed on Du Jiu's body, and they can't help but shudder.

They knew that a duel was about to begin, so they all stood up and obediently retreated into the corner, watching the duel that was about to come.

Compared with Du Jiu, who was obedient just now, Du Jiu at this moment is like two people.

He stood there like a statue, his face covered with a layer of frost, and the joints all over his body didn't know if it was because of anger, or if he was gathering his strength to make a fatal blow, creaking, creaking, non-stop.

A pair of cowbell-like eyes also turned red, almost spewing fire.

This is a sign that a storm is coming.

There was no murderous aura on the body of the golden knife Chen Biao, and there was not even a little defense.

He just looked at Du Jiu, his face full of pockmarks flickering in the morning, and then, with a sigh, said in a deep voice: Actually, I have known for a long time, since the day I hid here, I have known,

I can hide for a while, I can't hide for a lifetime, no matter how well I disguise myself, this day will come sooner or later, I have been hiding here for twenty years, these twenty years, I have nightmares every day, every day is scared, now it seems that this day has come too late.

The pockmarks on his face began to beat, showing a hint of finally relieved expression, as if he had unloaded his heavy burden and had been waiting for this day for a long time.

He even hoped that day would come sooner rather than later.

When the day came, he was relieved.

In many cases, isn't death the best relief?

Du Jiu sneered, and said in a deep voice: As long as you are willing to hand over that thing, it is still too late, I will explain it to the master for you after I go back, and when the time comes, his old man may still read on the relationship between master and apprentice, let you go, and you can do it yourself.

Jin Dao Chen Biao smiled bitterly, with an endless sadness and desolation on his face, and then shook his head and said: I haven't taken that kind of thing at all, so what will I give you?

Du Jiu's originally soft face suddenly changed, and with a wave of one hand, the table next to him immediately fell to the ground with a "bang" under the coercion of his fierce momentum.

He said coldly: If you can't take out something, then you have to take your life.

Before he could finish speaking, his right hand was like a hook, hooked diagonally.

This move, although it seems to be ordinary, there is neither wind and thunder, nor any fancy movements, but just in an instant, I saw that the seventeen acupoints in Chen Biao's body were already under this hook.

Although the body of the golden knife Chen Biao is huge and abnormal, when it moves in dislocation, it is extremely sensitive, like an elk that smells the breath of death.

Almost at the same time, his figure jumped three feet away, completely dodging the fatal blow from Du Jiu's sudden attack.

Although Du Jiu's hook failed, he didn't seem to be surprised, as if he had long expected that the golden knife Chen Biao would not be hit so easily.

Then, as if he had expected which direction the next move of the golden knife Chen Biao would move, his fist technique changed, he took the first step, and suddenly turned the hook into a fist.

With a light palm, he slapped it in the direction where Chen Biao moved.

This palm, although it looks light, is actually unpredictable, and contains infinite power, including the ultimate grappling technique and the supreme point technique.

This palm is fast, ruthless, and steady, which is a technique that Chen Biao has never seen before.

The master finally passed on this trick to him.

Golden Dao Chen Biao's expression immediately changed greatly, as if he had lost the ability to dodge, and stood there, as if he wanted to use his physical body to meet the challenge of his palm.

With a fierce momentum in his palm, it was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and it was about to fall, and it was getting closer and closer to the chest of the golden knife Chen Biao, getting closer and closer......

Du Jiu knew that the golden knife Chen Biao was really in danger this time, as if he had seen the painful expression and voice of Chen Biao lying on the ground after the palm, moaning incessantly.

However, just when he was secretly complacent, he only heard a sudden "bang" sound in his ears, and Chen Biao already had an extra weapon in his hand.

Golden knives.

Shiny, a golden knife.

The golden knife Chen Biao finally showed his golden knife.