Zhao Kaishan was like a fierce god coming to the world. He was covered in blood and holding a knife. He asked those who were rushing towards us to temporarily stop. It was probably overwhelmed by Zhao Kaishan's temperament. When he saw that they stopped, the black and white evil spirits said something to them again. These people gritted their teeth and carried the guys and rushed towards us again as if they had a grudge of killing their father.

Li Donglei didn't know how to do it, so he could only hide behind me and Zhao Kaishan. At this time, I was really glad that I invited Zhao Kaishan to come together before leaving, otherwise I would probably have to be in the current situation.

To be honest, this sudden change caught each of us off guard, and no one knew what was going on. Although the black and white evil spirits set up a little ghost in the casino, it seems that they are the mastermind behind the planning of the whole thing, I still don’t think it’s like.

"Bald Wu, what's the situation?!" Li Donglei shouted to Bald Wu.

Bald Wu Mantou was sweating wildly and explaining to the Black and White Evils, but it seemed useless. When he heard Li Donglei ask him, Bald Wu turned around and said, "I don't know! I just asked this, and these two people directly asked someone to kill us."

As soon as he finished speaking, people rushed in with all kinds of guys outside. They didn't seem to ask the reason. As soon as they came in, they joined the army of the black and white two evil spirits. I grew up in the village, and my third uncle is also a famous demon king. So I have experienced such scenes a lot. Whenever the third uncle fights with other villagers, he will join the battlefield immediately without asking the reason. It is precisely because of this that I know that this is definitely not a solution. The people in the ghost market outside are all black and white two evil spirits. If they drag them down, they will only join the battlefield. Although Zhao Qingshan and I can still keep those people away, it is difficult for the evil tiger to fight against the wolves. Sooner or later, we will die under the swords of these people.

The most fucking important thing is that Zhao Kaishan and I were already scared, but they seemed unable to shock these outlaws. So far, they were even red-eyed, and even watching their companions fall down, they would continue to rush forward.

"Old Zhao, this is not a solution. We will be exhausted sooner or later. Capturing the thief first, capture the king. I will take over here, and you go and take down the black and white evil spirits." I said to Zhao Kaishan.

"You go. You can't stand it once I leave." Zhao Kaishan said.

"Okay, I'll hold on for two minutes, is that okay?" I knew that this was not the time when Moji refused, so I nodded immediately.

"I'll give you three minutes!" Zhao Kaishan roared angrily, picked up a knife again, and danced like the wind with both swords in his hand.

I gritted my teeth, grabbed the knife and rushed towards the black and white evil spirits. The black and white evil spirits watched me rush over, pulled out a long knife from under the table and rushed towards me. They were both fat and trembling when they rushed over. In addition, the tattoos on their bodies looked very impactful. But their movements and steps were indeed too slow for me.

I moved my energy to the extreme, and ran towards them with a hilt in my hand.

At the moment of contact, I raised my knife and slashed the black sweat's hand. Blood splattered on my face. At the same time, the white sweat let out an angry roar. The homemade Guan Gong knife slashed at my head. I had never experienced such a fight before, but this time each of them was squeezing at us. I turned sideways, and the knife almost slipped down against my skin. I raised the knife again and took a step forward, grabbed the white man's hair with one hand, and raised the knife with the other hand and pressed it against his neck.

I looked at Zhao Kaishan again. His support was already very difficult. I shouted to the crazy crowd: "If you don't want to die, stop! You, let them stop!"

"Stop! Stop it all!" Bai Dahan shouted to the crowd with trembling all over.

Everyone who had already been red-eyed and stopped slowly when they heard the white man's voice. Zhao Kaishan and Li Donglei held up their swords and slowly moved towards us. After walking to the side, Zhao Kaishan grabbed Hei Dahan who was screaming and rolling on the ground and also pressed his neck with a knife, saying, "Go!"

A few of us pressed these two people and walked out of the warehouse step by step. These people looked at us, their eyes full of anger. After walking out of the ghost market, I was almost covered in sweat. Bald Wu opened the car door and we pressed the black and white evil spirits into the car. When we drove away, the people from the ghost market also drove after us.

Li Donglei took out the phone and handed it to Bai Dahan and said, "Call your subordinates and tell them not to follow you, otherwise I will kill you now. At worst, everyone will die together."

No one is afraid of death. The white man's face turned pale at this time. He took the phone and dialed a number. When he looked back, the cars following us slowly stopped. Bald Wu seemed to be scared at this time and drove all the way. Finally, we drove away from the city of Nanjing and arrived in a wilderness on the outskirts of the city. Zhao Kaishan lit a cigarette and silently treated the wounds on his body. I pulled both black and white evil spirits out of the car.

"Tell me. We have never met each other before, and we will die as soon as we meet? What does that skeleton tattoo mean?" I asked.

"Brother, you are right. No one of us has ever seen anyone. There is no grudge in the past. Let me tell you the truth. It was the order given by the Eighth Master. As long as it is the person who investigates him, you will be killed without mercy. You also injured many of us brothers. The people in the Ghost Market in Nanjing have no good end. We will not pursue this matter. You let me and my elder brother go, and let us make friends. How about it?" Bai Dahan said.

"Eighth Master?!!" Bald Wu exclaimed. His bald head was covered in sweat and looked shiny. I don't know if he was scared just now or was scared by the name of this eighth Master.

"Who is Eighth Master?" I asked.

"Don't you know the Eighth Master? Why do you check that tattoo if you don't know?" Bai Dahan was also surprised.

"I really don't know you. Tell me, I'll let you go if I'm satisfied." I said.

"Ghost Hand Baba, a strange man from Nanjing. He stirred the entire Nanjing upside down. Although no one said that, everyone knew in their hearts that he was the chief of the entire underground world of Nanjing. He didn't expect that this face could be found on his head. I'll say, let's just forget about this matter. No one in Nanjing dared to provoke Ghost Hand Baba." said bald Wu.

"He is right. The Eighth Master in Nanjing said it's the only way. You let us go. It's still time to leave Nanjing now." Bai Dahan said.

"Old Zhao, let these two people be handed over to you first." I said to Zhao Kaishan.

Zhao Kaishan nodded, walked up and removed the arms of the black and white evil spirits in a few seconds. I looked at the sweaty bald Wu and said, "Do you know this Eighth Master?"

"Just kidding, who doesn't know about Eighth Master in Nanjing? Really, Young Master Li, these two brothers, I'm not bald Wu, saying something despicable. We really can't afford to offend Eighth Master." Bald Wu said.

"Don't worry about whether you can afford to provoke it or not. Tell me what's going on. Don't worry, I really can't make it in Nanjing. I can't afford to take my family to Fangcheng. I can't afford to eat with you." Li Donglei glared at him and said.

"I said." Bai Dahan said in pain and sweating.

"Okay, tell me." I said.

"Seven years ago, a young man suddenly appeared in major venues in Nanjing. He would win every bet, but we couldn't catch his handle. Everyone called him the god of gambling. No one could see how he could play cards. He called himself the eighth master. Because of the reason why he would win every bet, those bad gambling guys called him the ghost handba, and some people named him the god of gambling. Every time he went there, a large number of people followed him and never lost once. There were not many good people in this industry, so let him do this.

If we continue, we have to drink the northwest wind. At first we didn’t think about what happened to him. We couldn’t let others scold us as the banker and we couldn’t afford to lose. We just wanted to find a few masters to let him suffer a big loss. If you win things in the casino a hundred times, you can get you damn it once. As a result, all the masters we found from Macau fell into his hands. When the master left, he told us that if he could negotiate with this person, he would negotiate, and if he couldn’t negotiate, he would kill him.”

"Isn't this damn nonsense? If we can negotiate, we still have to find someone to deal with him? So afterwards, the two leading brothers in Nanjing organized the interception. That was the case. Ghost Handbatou chopped over a street, and the blood was flowing into a river. He went to kill the two elder brothers alone. This battle made him successful. When the buddies saw that they were also from outside, they must have known that this world cannot be tenable if they can fight. Later, the people on Bai Dao came forward and wanted to take this opportunity to kill him, but a big man who was invincible came forward and protected him. Only then did we know that Ghost Handbatou was a real person with great hands and eyes." Bai Dahan said.

"So he completely defeated you?" I asked. At this moment, I was also very amazed at the moment that this Ghost Handbag's method was not only extremely capable, but also a deep white background.

"What we fear the most is the money we buy for life." Bai Dahan sighed.

"What's going on with buying life money?" I asked.
Chapter completed!