Chapter 255: Eight Styles of Brocade Hanging(1/2)
Looking at this man, I said calmly:
"Sir, you said it yourself, three-point five-point corner is not small. And I gave you two hundred, why don't you look down on it?"
The man sat on the cold bench, his fingers randomly tweaked the pipa a few times, and said slowly:
"Listen to the pipa, and enjoy it. Listen to me singing songs, both sides!"
Two parties?
I couldn't help but be stunned.
Two sides can only have 20,000.
It was midnight, and I heard him sing a few words, it would cost 20,000 yuan?
This is not singing, this is robbery!
But I felt something was wrong in my heart.
A gangster in his sixties.
In the middle of the night, I followed me and sang.
This seems a bit too abnormal.
Thinking of this, I had already vaguely realized who the other party was.
But now, I'm not sure.
"Sorry, there are not two sides, just two hundred. It's a cold day, enough for you to buy a pot of warm wine to remove wind and cold..."
As I said that, I turned around and wanted to leave.
But unexpectedly, this man sneered and said:
"Eat a piece of food and listen to a piece of music. You want to leave after listening? Can you leave?"
As soon as the words fell.
I saw the man stand up.
Tip the toes on the ground and lift it upwards.
I saw a dark white light in the night sky drew a beautiful arc in the air.
then.
"Pan" it.
This thing hit my forehead.
I suddenly felt a pain on my forehead and felt a chill.
Snow block!
The man kicked the snow block with his feet and was extremely fast.
It was so close that I didn't react at all, so he accurately hit me on the forehead.
For a moment, I was furious.
This is too much deception!
My right hand sags slightly, and a steel card slid into my hand.
With a trembling wrist, the steel plate flew out immediately.
The wind broke through, and a slight "whizzing" sound came from the air.
This time, I used a lot of force.
Seeing the steel medal, I was about to hit this man.
But what I didn't expect was that the man raised his hand.
The thumb and middle finger were slightly together and they actually pinched the steel card tightly.
And his strength was just right.
The steel medal continued to spin between his fingers.
This move made me stunned.
The man looked disdainful and flew out the steel card in his hand at will.
Looking at me, he said provocatively:
"Your flying card was taught by Wu Laoyao?"
Old Wu Yao?
He was talking about Lao Wu.
I never knew that Old Man Wu actually had such a nickname.
"Do you know Mr. Wu?"
The man raised his lips and snorted coldly.
"Give me Mr. Wu? He is worthy of it too? He is just a rumor dog who talks nonsense!"
Rumor dog?
This man seemed to be quite dissatisfied with Old Wu.
What you say is also very unpleasant.
But I've guessed who he is.
"You are the one who asked me to find Mr. Wu, are you the one who bets against you?"
The man still looked cold and asked me:
"What else did he say?"
"I didn't say anything more. I just said that you have very good methods. I am Uncle Zhong, nicknamed Ninety-Eight!"
I repeated the words of Mr. Wu.
Actually, when Old Wu talked to me.
I was curious in my heart how could there be a nickname like Ninety-Eight.
However, this is obviously a compliment.
The man heard this, but was furious.
"What did you say? You say it again?"
For a moment, I couldn't help but be stunned.
Is there anything wrong with what I said?
Looking at his angry expression, I suddenly realized something was wrong.
Old Master Wu.
For his own pleasure, he ended up cheating me again.
Ninety-eight, from the top to the bottom, it is the word "miscellaneous".
He asked me to call him "Zeng" Uncle again.
Isn't this scolding this person, a bastard?
I was secretly complaining in my heart.
What is the relationship between these two people?
One secretly scolded the other party’s bastard, and the other said that the other party was a rumor dog.
As a result, I was involved.
I was thinking.
This man actually walked towards me slowly.
At the same time, he said with a hatred:
"If you follow Wu Yaogou, don't learn well. Today, I will teach you a lesson for him!"
I was shocked and couldn't help but take two steps back.
This person is a master of the Ganzi Sect.
My methods of doing this are not worth mentioning in front of him.
And what I said just now has already stimulated him.
This time, he definitely can't let me go.
My mind flew, and I must not let him touch me.
In desperation, I immediately stretched out my hand and made a stop.
To be continued...