Four hundred and fortieth chapters accept the ever-changing king
Soon, the news came back that Shen Bugui was found knocked unconscious in the bathroom of the ward.
"Congratulations, you can live on and become the younger brother of Ace of Spades," Xiao Feng looked at the Variety King and said with a smile.
"The ace of spades," the Variety King frowned: "You are the ace of spades,"
"Why, doesn't it look like that?" Xiao Feng grinned: "Actually, I am more powerful, more awesome and invincible than the ace of spades, what do you think?"
"All I know is that you are very thick-skinned," the Variety King replied coldly.
Xiao Feng didn't mind at all and smiled: "Thank you. I have been practicing my face since I was a child, and now I have achieved some success."
"Who are you," the Variety King stared at Xiao Feng, his eyes condensed into a line, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Do you know the meaning of being ranked second on the domestic killer list? That is to be my little brother," Xiao Feng said sarcastically.
"Why don't you tell me, the meaning of my life till now is to be your little brother," the Variety King said mockingly.
Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, I'm very happy that you have this realization."
"..." The Variety King's eyes changed: "If you want to accept me as your younger brother, you must at least let me know who you are,"
"Haha, don't you want me to see your true face?" Xiao Feng leaned on the sofa and asked with squinting eyes.
The Variety King hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and changed his face: "This is my true face."
What surprised Xiao Feng was that the Variety King was so young, similar to him in age. He looked at the Variety King and was overjoyed, grandma, he has caught another talent!
What is most valuable in the 21st century is talent. In Xiao Feng's view, the Variety King is a talent, a talent in the world of killers.
"You look very happy," the Variety King looked at Xiao Feng who almost grinned behind his ears and said coldly.
"Yes, I am very happy now," Xiao Feng nodded.
"Why,"
"Because I found that I am much more handsome than you," Xiao Feng said with a shy face.
"..." The Variety King's legs almost gave out and he fell to the ground.
"Okay, no more joking, I don't ask why you can change so much, as long as you stay with me, how about," Xiao Feng said seriously as he tightened the smile on his face.
"No, I don't have the habit of being a subordinate to others, even if you are the ace of spades," the Variety King shook his head and refused.
Xiao Feng's eyes turned cold: "Then you are not afraid that I will kill you,"
"up to you,"
Xiao Feng stared at the Variety King: "How can you be willing to do things for me?"
"You said you knew the ace of spades,"
"That's right," Xiao Feng nodded.
"You help me kill the ace of spades, and I will do something for you,"
This time, it was Xiao Feng's turn to glare: "I'll help you kill the ace of spades. Do you have any grudge against him?"
What a joke, if you kill the ace of spades and let Xiao Feng kill the ace of spades, isn't that suicide? He can't do such a funny thing anyway.
"There is no grudge, but I have grudge against Poker," the Variety King said coldly.
Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows: "You have a grudge against poker,"
"Well, my sister died at the hands of a poker player back then. I swore that whenever I met a poker player, I would kill every one I met."
"There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. If you don't find the murderer, why are you killing other people?" Xiao Feng said with disdain.
"I don't know who the murderer is. Before she died, my sister said that the murderer had a tattoo of a broken-winged angel on his back." The Variety King's voice became even colder: "I have searched for several years, but I have not been able to find this person. , maybe he is dead,"
"Angel with Broken Wings," Xiao Feng's heart moved: "King of Heaven, if I can help you find this person, can you help me with things?"
"Really," the Variety King suddenly stood up after hearing Xiao Feng's words: "Can you help me find him? Tell me who he is,"
"Answer my question first," Xiao Feng stared at the Variety King.
"As long as you tell me who he is, my life will be yours," the Variety King said, clenching his fists.
"In addition, you have to promise me something,"
"you say,"
"Like what I said just now, every wrongdoer has his own debtor. How about I tell you the real murderer and you don't want to implicate the whole poke again,"
The Variety King nodded: "Okay, tell me who the murderer is,"
"Poker's little king in gold has a tattoo of a broken-winged angel on his back. In this area," Xiao Feng recalled, pointing to his back: "In addition, there is a scar on his tattoo. …”
"Yes, yes," the Variety King was so excited: "That's him, he's the murderer,"
"Why are you so sure? Maybe he is not the only one with the tattoo of the angel with broken wings,"
"No, it's him. The scar on his tattoo was left by my sister," the Variety King said so excitedly that his body trembled.
Xiao Feng was shocked. How awesome is the sister of the Variety King? She could actually injure the little king in gold. You know, he is a ruthless person with the level of a human weapon.
"Where is the little king in gold? I'm going to kill him right now."
"It's up to you," Xiao Feng squinted his eyes and sneered: "You are here to deliver food. I conservatively estimate that if there is a head-to-head confrontation, you will not support for ten minutes. If there is an assassination, he is the golden king of poker. , the ancestor of the killer, your success rate does not exceed 10%,"
"I..." The Variety King's expression changed. Xiao Feng's words were like a big basin of cold water poured on him. Although he was the second best killer in the country, internationally, he was considered Nothing.
The golden-robed king of poker is famous in the world, even more famous than the ace of spades. He was also a ruthless person back then, but he has rarely shown his face in the past two years.
"You can help me, right," the Variety King glared at Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng nodded: "I can help you kill the little king in gold,"
"Okay, as long as you can help me kill him, then my life will be yours." Although the Variety King regretted not being able to kill the enemy with his own hands, he could just avenge his sister.
"Deal, I will provide you with an opportunity to kill the little king in gold with your own hands," Xiao Feng smiled. The little king in gold has always been a die-hard supporter of the king, and he can also be regarded as his enemy. There is no burden to kill him.
"What do you want me to do for you?" The Variety King knows that there is no free lunch in the world. Xiao Feng asked him to follow him many times, so there must be something that needs him.
"Scorpion, Lone Wolf and the others are all hanging out with me now. When I need it, I hope you can give your life to me." Xiao Feng handed the Variety King a cigarette: "If you can't do it, I will Then I will kill you with my own hands,"
"As long as you can do it, I can do the same,"
"Well," Xiao Feng nodded: "Okay, you can leave your contact information and you can leave."
"Just let me go,"
"Why, do you want to stay and eat?"
"No, you are not afraid that I will run away,"
"As a famous person, it is easy for me to find you. If you promise me, Xiao Feng, and if you go back on your word, you will be killed even if you go to the ends of the earth," Xiao Feng said in a cold tone at the end.
"You are interested in my Variety Technique, aren't you?" Suddenly, the Variety King asked.
Xiao Feng nodded and looked at the Variety King: "This should be a form of disguise. I know a master of disguise. He is a tomb robber."
"It's a form of disguise. If you want to learn it, I can teach it to you."
"Let's talk about it later when we have a chance," Xiao Feng waved his hand: "At least, wait until you kill the little king in gold. I don't like to take advantage of others for nothing."
"Okay," the Variety King nodded: "I have nowhere to go, so just stay here."
"Whatever you want," Xiao Feng shrugged, saying it didn't matter. It was a good thing to have such a master here.
The gunner arranged a room for the Variety King, and he went to rest. After all, he was also injured and needed to return to his peak condition.
"Damn, it's so difficult to resolve all the doubts, and yet another village has a bright future. I didn't expect to defeat the Variety King like this," Xiao Feng let out a sullen sigh, as he was still short of the last killer.
"Little King in Golden Clothes, who made you a member of the King's camp? In order to win over the Variety King, I have no choice but to kill you. If I want to blame you, I blame you for being on the wrong team," Xiao Feng thought of the Little King in Golden Clothes. , sneered.
…
In the city center, in the most luxurious hotel, Mr. Jing and an old man were sitting opposite each other.
"Mr. Jing, what do you think of the current situation?" the old man asked softly, holding a cup of tea.
"The roar of the dragon in the sky is shocking, and you can swim in the shallow water in the wind and clouds. Don't you understand everything?" Mr. Jing said calmly.
"The roar of the dragon in the sky is shocking, and the wind and clouds can swim in the shallow water..." The old man repeated and nodded: "I understand,"
"Twenty years ago, it already took shape. If we meet again today, it will be the end."
"Well, if it hadn't been for Mr. Jing back then, I'm afraid I would have..."
Mr. Jing waved his hand: "Don't mention those past events anymore. As soon as Xiao Guan dies, he will naturally appear. Moreover, I made an appointment with him, and I believe he will also bring someone out."
"The most important thing is..."
Mr. Jing nodded: "I know what you are worried about. No matter the wind or the clouds, they also care. Tomorrow, I will arrange it. Some things are better for you to say than for me."
"Well," the old man looked at Mr. Jing: "Everything is up to Mr. Jing's arrangement."
Mr. Jing stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the night scene of traffic below: "More than twenty years ago, I was careless and defeated, so I lived in seclusion in Jiuquan. After more than twenty years, I will eventually make a comeback."
The old man looked at Mr. Jing's back, his eyelids twitching. He didn't know what kind of storm would be caused by this introduction. Everything was full of too many unknowns.
"Golden scales are a thing in the pond. They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds. The roar of dragons in the sky shakes the sky. They swim in shallow water when winds and clouds arise..." the old man repeated, and the blood in his body seemed to begin to boil.
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I went crazy on Children’s Day, and I’m sorry for the late update~ My little brothers, little sisters, and friends, happy holidays, I love you all (when I typed this sentence, my girlfriend said, she doesn’t love me enough, she also loves them,
