Wu Decheng wiped the golden juice from his face and looked at Shopkeeper Ye quietly.

His purpose today was to kill the man surnamed Ye, earn credit from Lu Maoxian, earn back the reputation Tang Peigong had lost, and seize his position in the Qing Guards Association.

He lost the fight in the ring, but it seems it's not too late to kill the man named Ye now.

Yue Qingsong, a fourth-level poison cultivator, reminded from the side: "Master, the other disciples are also here, we can take action at any time."

Wu Decheng clenched his fists and finally calmed down. He asked someone to take the injured disciple and left the ring.

You had decided to kill Shopkeeper Ye before, why did you change your mind so quickly?

Wu Decheng has walked through the rivers and lakes and can understand the situation clearly.

He doesn't care about other people's criticism. The winner is a prince and the loser is a thief. He knows this very well.

But Wu Decheng knew that it would be difficult to kill someone named Ye now.

The premise for wanting to kill him before was because Wu Decheng concluded that the man named Ye would neglect to take precautions.

Now it seems that the man named Ye not only did not neglect his precautions, but also set up a plan to plot against him.

The two skinny men in the ring are not easy to mess with.

It seems that the person named Ye did not bring a brace, but in fact the brace was probably hidden among the crowd.

If we continue to entangle here, we will not gain any advantage, so Wu Decheng withdrew very decisively.

Seeing the other party leaving in a hurry, Li Banfeng lowered the brim of his hat and smiled.

A gust of breeze came, and Li Banfeng stopped smiling, took the people with him, turned around and left.

This place has too much smell and is not friendly to the exquisite taste of Baiwei.

The ones who were fighting were gone, and those who were watching the fun also dispersed.

The remaining few who were cleaning the place were worried silently.

"Does this arena still exist?"

"Let it dry for two days, it will be good after just two days of drying."

…

Back at the newspaper office, Bai Qiusheng was busy rushing out manuscripts and Ma Wu was busy printing newspapers.

After the evening newspaper was sent out, Li Banfeng asked people to buy food and wine and set up a few tables in the factory.

Not to mention, the canteen in the factory is not small and has a good atmosphere. Today we mainly celebrate the achievements of the three people who took part in the battle.

Xiao Genzi said with a guilty look on his face: "I didn't help much, it's mainly due to the two sisters."

Li Banfeng said with approval: "Genzi, put the bucket down first.

The three of you are doing a great job today. Eat with openness, drink with openness, and have fun with openness. You will receive red envelopes soon."

Aqin looked at Ma Wu, lowered his head and said, "I don't want the red envelope."

The scolding street woman spat: "Don't be ashamed, what do you want if you don't want a red envelope? How can you still eat enough with what a man has?"

Aqin said angrily: "You old woman is so mean! It's a great day, and I have no intention of quarreling with you!"

It was indeed a good day today. Everyone had a good time eating and drinking, and they didn't fall asleep until about two o'clock in the morning.

More than an hour later, almost four o'clock in the morning, a smell wafted into Li Banfeng's room.

Coming.

I knew he was coming tonight.

You know he is unwilling to do so.

He lost so much face that he knew he couldn't bear it anymore.

Xiao Genzi came to the ring and gave him this spoon just to prevent him from doing this!

Li Banfeng stood at the door and quietly opened the door.

Wu Decheng quietly walked up the stairs, looked around for a moment, and came to Li Banfeng's door.

Pushing open the door, the room was dark, and Wu Decheng could vaguely see some fog.

Strange, why is there fog in this house?

Wu Decheng's heart became tense, and just as he was about to retreat out the door, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf, and something sharp hooked on his leg bone.

Wu Decheng tried to break free, but the opponent's strength was far greater than his. During the struggle, Wu Decheng was dragged into the house.

Bang!

The door is closed.

Tsk~

Li Banfeng struck a match and lit a cigarette.

He then lit the candle at hand.

By the candlelight, Wu Decheng could clearly see the furnishings in the room.

A very small room with a bed and a record player.

The record player's needle hooked Wu Decheng's leg bone and suddenly pulled back, causing Wu Decheng to lie on the ground.

Li Banfeng sat on the bed and looked at Wu Decheng quietly: "The ring is over, why do you still come to me?"

Wu Decheng gritted his teeth and said: "You are a shameless person who deserves to be killed for your betrayal!"

"Tell me, why did I break my promise?"

"How did you and I agree?"

"I made it clear at the beginning, in three arenas, you have to win the first one, let me win the second one, and draw the third one.

I didn’t agree, I said I had to win the first battle, so you agreed to give me the first battle, right?”

Wu Decheng said: "I have given up the first battle to you!"

"Yes, you gave me the first round. I should win the second round and draw the third round. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Nonsense! I'll give it to you in the first battle, but you should give it to me in the second battle!"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "That's not what I thought. It's my fault that you didn't explain it clearly."

"This is obvious, do you still need to explain it clearly?"

Li Banfeng smiled: "You just don't like to speak clearly.

In the first battle, the civil and military competition, you deliberately didn't make it clear that you caught me, a foreigner, who didn't understand the rules.

Regarding Tang Peigong, I guess you didn’t explain the details clearly. He was embarrassed in the cinema and was anxious to regain his face. You vaguely let him fall into your trap.

If you lend me my hand and beat him up, he will lose his face, and you will earn it back in the second game, is this the principle?"

Wu Decheng sneered and said: "So what, I didn't let you suffer!"

Li Banfeng continued: "In the second game, whether it is a matter of life and death or victory or defeat, you still haven't made it clear.

You want to bring a ruthless person here to kill me, and you want to take advantage of my lack of defense and kill me as fast as possible, is that what you think?"

"Don't spit on others!" Wu Decheng didn't want to admit it yet.

Li Banfeng smiled and said: "You are here now, why can't you be more sincere when you speak?

To tell you the truth, I thought the same thing. If you hadn't run fast today, your body would have been lying on the street."

Wu Decheng stopped talking.

Li Banfeng came over with a teapot: "Why don't you talk anymore? Are your mouth dry? Have a cup of tea?"

Wu Decheng suddenly jumped up and wanted to fight Li Banfeng desperately.

A needle hung on his leg.

He still had to fight in close quarters.

This is still a home built by Zhai Xiu.

There was no chance for him to take action.

Li Banfeng didn't even sit up from the bed. He raised his foot and kicked him to the ground.

Wu Decheng stood up again and groped with his right hand in his arms, as if he wanted to pull out a weapon.

Li Banfeng took out his sickle and made several cuts on his body first. The venom penetrated and Wu Decheng was unable to move.

The record player exclaimed in admiration: "My husband is brave enough to clean up this old thing without any help from my slave."

The old teapot said: "This guy is still dishonest. Please give him a drink of hot tea to keep him warm."

Li Banfeng poured some tea on Wu Decheng.

Wu Decheng immediately shouted.

This old guy's cultivation level is not low, but he can't withstand this.
To be continued...