Maoshan Road Ghost

Chapter 129: San Ye

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After Wu Huo heard that I took the bet, he gave me a thumbs up: "Boy, have the courage, this bet is even bigger than the bet."

Also, a scholar can be killed, not insulted, this bet is really worse than death.

"Let's not be bigger this time, and smaller than the points. I'll come first." After Wu Huo finished speaking, he shook the color cup vigorously. This time he shook it more seriously than last time.

He only heard a "pop", he stopped the color cup, and then slowly moved it away.

I took a closer look, three one, and especially the smallest point, this guy really has two hands, if there is no help from the gambler, I would definitely not be his opponent.

"Boy, it's time for you." Wu Huo said.

I wiped the sweat from my palms, and when I was about to shake the color cup, suddenly my hand was holding the color cup and dancing around. When the color cup was safely dropped on the table, I knew how many tricks I had just played, everyone. All cast a surprised look at me.

"Boy, it's okay, even the legendary eighteenth stance is good. No wonder that one can beat me just now, but the more fancy styles don't mean that the strength is high. This will I won't lose to you again." Wu Huhu fiercely Said.

I snorted, you are the youngest, of course I can't beat you, the most is tied, I hope the gambler will bless you.

"Open!" I yelled too, and then picked up the color cup. At this time, everyone's mouth was opened into an O shape, because my three dice were stacked together like a pillar. See the top dice point, which is one point.

"One... Yizhu. Qingtian." Wu Huo sat down on the sofa, his face pale, "I lost again."

"Hey, accept your gambling and lose, Wu Huo, you should just crawl." The fat man laughed wildly, too. Imagining that they got out of here without clothes, the scene must be funny.

"Take off your sister, I just don't admit defeat, how can you two brats?" shouted one of the bald heads.

With this shout, the other bald heads immediately responded, and they leaned toward us fiercely. The meaning was obvious, that is, to be a rogue, to bully you, how can you drop

At this moment, suddenly a bald head was kicked by someone, then he flew out, and then fell heavily on the table, crushing the whole table.

"You can't shame in my place, otherwise it won't be fun!" A strange face appeared on the box, followed by a large group of people.

"San Ye!" Wu Huo screamed, and the others turned pale with fright, and back again and again.

Oops, I didn't expect to attract this so-called San Ye too, and the plan was ruined now.

I carefully observed the third master in front of me. He was wearing a Tang suit. One-third of his front bangs were white. He had triangular eyes, pointed chin, and eagle nose. He felt that his appearance was extremely uncoordinated, but it was not ugly, the most important thing. The thing is, it can make people feel that this person is ruthless!

"San Ye, I... We are regular visitors here. These two boys, knowing the height of the sky, suddenly broke in and made trouble. You can't help them, don't you give me face?" Wu Huo said.

San Ye sneered, "It's nothing to do with me, shouldn't you honor what you promised yourself?"

"But..." Wu Huhu just wanted to speak, when San Ye suddenly slapped him with a big mouth, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Do you take it off yourself or should I find someone to help you take it off?" San Ye said in a threatening tone, without questioning your tone.

Wu Huo was like a paper tiger in front of San Ye. Although he was full of fire and stubbornness, he didn't dare to send it at all.

"Take off!" San Ye suddenly yelled, his voice deafening, and frightened all the bald heads.

They hurriedly took off all their clothes, leaving only a pair of cover-up pants. Even so, the third master still reluctantly said, "Take off, all light!"

After a few of them looked at each other, they were forced to pull off the bottom line in the end.

"Get out!" San Ye roared again.

A few people hurriedly covered their faces and ran out without wearing anything. It caused quite a stir. Everyone began to laugh and take out their phones to take pictures. Wu Huhu was completely embarrassed this time, and held his face tightly for fear. Was photographed.

"Hmph, bald god of gamblers, I'm pooh." I cursed inwardly.

After Wu Tiger left, San Ye sat on the sofa, raised Erlang’s legs, took out a cigar and held it in his mouth, and then hugged the Thai woman into her arms with her right hand. The Thai woman struggled, but she Just like a chicken, unable to move at all.

The fat man blushed with anger. He clenched his fists and wanted to fight. I hurriedly grabbed him. There were a dozen younger brothers around San Ye. He didn’t know how many there were outside. The style should also be considered easy to talk, at least not as rascal as Wu Huo.

"I've been staring at the two of you just now. I know everything that happened." San Ye spit out a big smoke ring at the Thai woman, choking her coughing. Ranwen

I thought he was installing surveillance here, so I knew what happened to us, but I didn't expect to be spotted by him a long time ago.

"San Ye, we didn't intend to make trouble, we just fell in love with this girl, so..." I hurriedly explained, at this time I had to admit it.

"Hey, don't talk, this fat man feels a little familiar to me." The third grandmother looked at the fat man with his eyes.

"I also think you are a bit familiar." The fat man also looked at San Ye with his eyes wide open.

"Smiling Buddha?"

"Chen San?"

"I'm doing it, you really are you kid, now it's so good!" The fat man recognized the old acquaintance and smiled so hard that he couldn't see the teeth. Even I laughed, acquaintances are easy to handle, at least we don’t. There will be danger.

"Where, if it wasn't for you to withdraw from the rivers and lakes, how could there be a chance for me to be in position, haha, your kid is getting fatter and fatter. This body is like an elephant, and life is easy? But it's different from me. Life is bloody, there are many enemies, and all day is in trepidation, that life is not for humans." San Ye threw a cigar to the fat man, and then the two put their shoulders together, like an old friend who hadn't seen for many years.

The fat man lit his cigar and took a sip and replied, "Don't be humble, you guys, you've done it to your grandfather. Can you lose money and women? Do you work hard for small ones, what can you toss about?"

The two bragged while smoking cigars, and occasionally recalled the days when they fought side by side, and talked about the glorious record of cutting a watermelon knife from South Street to North Street at that time.

After a while, San Ye suddenly turned his head and glanced at the Thai woman, and then asked, "What does this girl have to do with you?"

The fat man touched his nose and was not ashamed. He said that this was his wife, who had offended the tortoise son of Scar Qiang, so he was sold here, so he planned to come and rescue him, but he did not expect to meet Wu Laohu.

San Ye and the Thai woman didn't expect Fatty to say this. Both of them stared in surprise at the same time. Even I didn't expect Fatty to be so straightforward.

"Really your wife?" San Ye seemed a little incredulous.

The fat man nodded firmly: "Really."

"Then it's a bit difficult." San Ye spread his hand on the fat man's shoulder, frowning, "I thought you just wanted to play, this little girl was sold to me by Scar, 100,000 yuan Looking at her figure and appearance, she can make me at least half a million."

Half a million? Then can't you die? How dark is this business? The voluntary ones are okay. How miserable are those forced

I thought that the third master and the fat man had a fateful friendship. After this bragging, he hooked his shoulders and back. I didn't think it was related to the interests, and my face changed immediately.

"Chen San, can you have less? I can't spend so much money now." The fat man meant that he wanted to buy Thai women back.

"Two hundred thousand, the lowest price. This is five hundred thousand, which is less than half the price." San Ye put on Fatty's shoulders again, but this time it made me feel a little sick. It turned out that this person didn't want to be with Fatty. I just want to blackmail us.

"Chen San, these two hundred thousand are too much, right?" The fat man was a little embarrassed. I know his situation. One hundred thousand is difficult, let alone two hundred thousand.

"Then there is no way. If you don't have any money, your wife will accompany those wretched guys and old men to sleep. You can think clearly." The third master laughed, his smile extremely hideous.

"Is there no other way?" The fat man really couldn't spend so much money.

"Yes, of course. If you can stand and let me cut three times, I will let you take her away. This is the rule." San Ye said.

"San Ye, you are too much!" I protested loudly. Can this ordinary person stand and let you chop three times

Unexpectedly, the fat man pushed me away with his hands: "Chen San, you'd better talk and count."

San Ye patted his chest: "Who am I, San Ye, is it possible that my words don't count?"

"That's it!" The fat man stood up straight, his eyes closed and motionless.

"Fuck, fat fat, you're serious, is this Thai woman worthy of you doing it for her? Do you drop your hair or do you drop it? Damn it." I hurriedly yelled at the fat man. The Thai woman is back, and I don't know if he is relentless or justified.

"Brother, you don’t need to say much. When my fat guy said that I want to marry her as a daughter-in-law, I just want to marry, so I can't stop me, I said! Don't worry, I will never die. I haven't added a child to the family !" The fat man said categorically, his expression extremely firm.

Fatty is more stubborn than a cow. I can't stop the things he decides. I can only stand in place and sigh, praying for God's blessing and great life.

"Yes, smiling Buddha, you are still sentimental and righteous. Lao Tzu is most uncomfortable with the face of you pretending to be a hero. Do you think this is ancient? A chivalrous hero? Chivalrous tenderness?" Withdrawing a silver three-inch serpentine scimitar from his waist, a silver light flashed, and a scarlet blood stain appeared on the back of the fat man, and blood leaked from the opening in his clothes.

(End of this chapter)