However, Jian Wushuang felt that it was unnecessary, so he just declined.
But just as he was about to go downstairs, he heard a quarrel in the lobby.
"You can't afford to lose, can you!" I saw a fierce arm-wrestling competition on the scattered tables in the lobby.
And one of them turned red and almost got into a fight after losing.
Wang Lun frowned when he saw this, and immediately went downstairs to relieve the siege.
He said to the strong man who shouted that he couldn't afford to lose, "Brother, please forgive me for the poor reception today. It's because I am a petty person!"
After speaking, he turned around and glared at his confidant.
The black-faced man was also very happy, and he waved his hands quickly and said: "That's all, I'm here this time just to see the strength of your little dock, I don't care about this!"
"Oh!" When Wang Lun heard what the other party said, he immediately became interested. The black-faced man Qianqing came here to find out their details!
But just saying it like that is a bit too straightforward.
Soon, a knight in white who was accompanying him stopped the black-faced man, clasped his fists politely at Wang Lun, and said, "This brother of mine is relatively simple and honest. I hope the king doesn't have ordinary knowledge at the helm!"
The title helm comes from the master of the docks.
The boss of the small dock is naturally at the helm.
Wang Lun was pretty open-minded, so naturally he wouldn't be angry, but he didn't care about these two people anymore. After saying a few polite words, he was ready to leave.
"There aren't many good players in the small dock. There isn't even one who can fight!"
At this time, the black-faced man muttered softly, but the atmosphere became tense again.
"What are you talking about, you blackhead?" Everyone at the small dock stood up immediately, with their eyes looking like they were eating people.
The white-robed scholar's expression darkened, and he immediately stepped forward and covered the black-faced, sweating mouth.
But it's too late.
At this time, no matter how broad-minded Wang Lun is, he cannot let this black-faced man go back like this.
You have to find a good player to practice with.
Otherwise, you will be embarrassed today.
Jian Wushuang also became interested when he saw this.
Especially the opponent's combination.
One of the knights in white looks like a dog-headed strategist, and the other looks like a guard, honest and upright, but with brute force.
"The king is at the helm, if my brother is drunk, please don't take it seriously. I will make him drink as a penalty and confess his crime!" The man in white looked very angry, but there was an unfathomable look in his eyes. .
Jian Wushuang is very good at reading people.
He originally didn't like the small fish and shrimps that came today.
So most of them were sent away.
It would be easier to control some barbarians if they were left behind to capture the city and territory for him.
But after seeing the look in the eyes of the handsome man in white, he felt that the highlight of today was in the lobby!
Before Wang Lun could speak, Jian Wushuang stood on the stairs and shouted: "As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. How can we know if there are masters in our little dock if we don't try?"
"Second gear!"
Everyone in the small dock in the lobby came to pay their respects.
Jian Wushuang's prestige has increased a lot these days.
These people also admire them from the bottom of their hearts.
After hearing Jian Wushuang's words, everyone was eager to try with this black-faced man.
Although this black-faced man seemed to be very powerful and most people would not dare to get close to him, the small docks were also good players, and after drinking some wine, they were all unconvinced at this time.
The white-clothed Jinshi looked at Jian Wushuang, guessed his identity, and said with a slightly nervous expression: "Although my brother has some strength, I'm afraid he is still far behind the brothers at the small dock, so let's forget it! "
"No, how can we forget about it!" The black-faced man quickly waved his hands and said, "Why don't we decide it quickly? Come on together!"
Jian Wushuang smiled calmly and said: "Go outside and find an open place so that you can spread your fists and kicks!" "That's good, lest you say you can't let go of your fists and kicks!" After saying this, the black-faced man strode away. outside the door.
Wang Lun also nodded and signaled, and several experts from the small dock immediately followed.
As for the knight in white, he looked a little wary, but his eyes couldn't hide it.
Jian Wushuang also followed, he wanted to see what the other party's plan was.
In the open space outside the restaurant, everyone stood in a circle.
The first person to appear was a handsome man from a small dock. He was shirtless. Although he was not as burly as the black-faced man, his tendon meat was not bad either.
One of the two is over nine feet tall, and the other is under nine feet tall.
Pretty much the same.
"Let's begin!" Jian Wushuang's voice was indifferent.
As soon as they heard it, they took action at the same time.
They all stretched out their hands to hug each other's waist.
Seeing this, Jian Wushuang felt that it was just like that.
There are no tricks to speak of.
It's wrestling, and it's all about strength.
The naked man at the small dock tried to drag the black-faced man with both hands, but his strength was not at the same level at all, and he was thrown directly to the ground.
"You Heiss!"
He was obviously not convinced when he was thrown to the ground. He wanted to stand up again and take action, but Wang Lun called him down.
If you lose, you lose. There is no need to cheat, otherwise you really can’t afford to lose.
If one doesn't work, replace it with the next one.
But the few experts from the small dock were not the enemies of the black-faced man.
This made Wang Lun a little embarrassed.
One Ear stood nearby and whispered to Jian Wushuang: "Second Gear Chief, I have a few brothers who are very good at it. Why don't we let them try it?"
"No need, this kind of thing must be done by people from the small wharf!" Jian Wushuang didn't mean that Yi Er was not from the small wharf, but felt that the other party just brought people over to support the scene, wouldn't it be ruining his own brand? .
He had already seen that this black-faced man was not simple.
When it comes to boxing and kicking, even he is no match.
"Your Excellency is really good at punching and kicking, I admire you!" Although Wang Lun couldn't lose his face, he also knew that it was time to end. If they continued fighting like this, they would lose all face today.
Some people nearby who wanted to join the small dock also had strange eyes.
Although the small dock now has its own territory and power, and needs money and people, the quality is not very good.
"You're not going to fight so soon? I haven't even warmed up yet!" The black-faced man raised his forehead, looking very disdainful.
At this time, the knight in white next to him just smiled and said nothing, and did not speak to dissuade him.
Jian Wushuang stood behind and took a deep breath. It was almost time for him to appear.
Both the black-faced man and the white-robed knight are not simple. They must either accept them as dogs or eradicate them in advance and never let them go.
And the other party is definitely not two people, he is definitely an accomplice, but his identity has not been revealed.
"Since we haven't warmed up yet, why don't I have a fight with this brother?" Jian Wushuang came over with his sword in hand.
Everyone was stunned, but quickly reacted.
The last time Jian Wushuang captured the Tiger Head Captain, word spread widely in the local area, and now there are rumors about him in the world.
Shajiakou Sword God!
(End of chapter)