When the lame man came forward, Lin Qi was standing by the wine cabinet and staring at the young people. He was almost crazy as he watched the young man who led the team carefully wiped his palms with a white silk scarf. wwW, QUAbEn-XIAoShUo, coM The young man's fingers are moving, and the ring on his hand creates charming haloes one after another under the light.
Almost all of Lin Qi's blood rushed to his brain and heart, his body heated up, and sweat continued to flow down.
"This guy is really rich!" Lin Qi, whose vision turned black due to high blood pressure, swallowed hard, and her nose trembled violently. Lin Qi took deep breaths and finally suppressed the crazy flames in her heart. With his hands hidden in his sleeves, Lin Qi's fingers touched the triggers of the two small hand crossbows in his sleeves again and again. Several times he almost lost control of himself and almost raised his hands to attack the young man.
Gold, yellow gold; gems, sparkling gems. Lin Qi groaned lowly and covered his heart with his right hand. He took a deep breath and finally managed to control his breathing, allowing the boiling blood to flow slowly throughout his body, thus avoiding the risk of sudden death from a burst heart or exploding cerebral blood vessels.
"What a good fat sheep. What a pity. Why do they come to the lame shop?"
Lin Qi madly cursed all the gods he knew in his heart. No matter what god sent these fat sheep to the lame shop, from today on, this god has become Lin Qi's mortal enemy. That young man's bejeweled right hand, Lin Qi had never seen such a valuable right hand in her life.
Lin Qi has the simplest, most simple and simple world view in the world. In his opinion, there are only two currencies in the world: his money and other people's money. There are only two kinds of human beings, the rich and the poor, and only valuable treasures. and worthless trash.
Let some rich people become poor, take away their valuable treasures, and turn other people's money into their own money. This is Lin Qi's ideal, this is his pursuit, and this is his life goal. His life is based on money. Without money, his life is bleak.
This young man's right hand was like a light on a lighthouse, illuminating a long distance in Lin Qi's long life.
"What a pity, this is the territory of the cripple!" Swallowing hard, Lin Qi put down his hands, loosened the bowstring of the hand crossbow, and carefully hid the two poisonous crossbow arrows in the leather pouch inside his belt. He walked out of the dark shadow of the wine cabinet, smiled and lay down on the long wine table, making a neck-cutting gesture to the young man.
"Orientals, because you have the same blood as my ancestors, I solemnly remind you! This is the lame shop, and this is the territory of the cripple uncle. How dare you beat his most beautiful and lovely maid? You’re screwed!”
Lin Qi's words were full of malice, and he was eager to start a fight between the lame shop and these big fat sheep in black cloaks. At this moment, he had already made a plan. Only if these big fat sheep and the lame shop collided could he have a chance to fish in troubled waters and get enough benefits from these people.
For gold coins, Lin Qi can cooperate with Cripple; also for more gold coins, Lin Qi can sell Cripple without hesitation.
The white-faced young man twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a condescending sneer. He put his left hand behind his back, hunched his waist slightly, and walked slowly to the long wine cabinet. He squinted his eyes and looked at the lame man up and down for a while, then glanced at Lin Qi, and retracted his right hand into the cloak. When he took his hand out again, he already had a thumb-thick and half-foot long hand. bullion.
Gently placing the gold bar on the greasy wine cabinet, the white-faced young man said in proficient Western mainland lingua franca: "I am Jiang Yong. According to your habits, you can call me 'Jiang', or call me Manager Jiang."
With a weird, scalp-numbing smile, Jiang Yong said softly: "I'm deeply sorry for that girl. But please understand, I'm not used to letting people get too close to me."
With a sigh, Jiang Yong lightly tapped the gold bar on the wine cabinet with his finger. His white and thin fingers silently penetrated the gold bar. His fingers penetrated deeply into the wine cabinet made of century-old oak boards, and punched a transparent hole in the inch-thick cabinet.
The heroes who were arrogant just now and wanted to get some benefits from the fat sheep returned to their seats at the same time. They raised their wine glasses and started making loud noises again. The three dancers enthusiastically pulled their thighs and kicked their long white legs, causing the heroes to burst into passionate laughter and howls. The tavern will return to normal in an instant, and the smell of sweat and alcohol will fill the air again. ,
The two servants of the Cripple Inn lifted the unconscious Lisa and quickly left the boiling tavern without knowing where to go.
Lin Qi, who was standing next to the cripple, gasped. He looked at the gold bar and wine cabinet pierced by Jiang Yong's finger in shock, and suddenly sighed heavily.
Terrifying strength. Is this guy named Jiang Yong as strong as a high-level knight? Apart from those legendary high-level knights who could split boulders with their spears, Lin Qi didn't know what other monster could do such a thing as Jiang Yong. Can flesh and blood penetrate gold bars? What are his fingers made of
This is not a fat sheep, but a beast with colorful hair. Although the fur of the beast is also valuable, it is obviously unwise to risk your life for gold coins. Unless it can be proven that Jiang Yong has a huge amount of wealth that makes Lin Qi's heart beat, the rings he wears on his hands alone will not be enough for Lin Qi to take action.
Of course, if Lin Qi knew that Jiang Yong really had huge wealth, Lin Qi would let Jiang Yong know that even though he was powerful, he should never bring too much property into the territory of the Iron Fist Brotherhood.
After giving Jiang Yong a deep look, Lin Qi walked out of the wine cabinet and sat down at a wine table with Enzo and Vic. He shouted for wine and barbecue, and laughed and admired the bold and wild dance moves of the dancers.
In the blink of an eye, Cripple had already left the wine cabinet with Jiang Yong and his entourage.
Only Lin Qi, who had been paying attention to them out of the corner of his eye, noticed how they left, especially the cloaks of several of Jiang Yong's followers that were lifted by the legs of the table while walking, revealing their dark blue robes underneath.
The robe of a very strange style was embroidered with a strange creature, which looked like a python, but its mouth was full of sharp teeth, and it had four claws on its body, which looked like the claws of a rooster. That kind of creature is ferocious and ferocious, yet gorgeous and magnificent, exuding an evil allure that makes one's heart palpitate.
"Orientals!"
Lifting the glass and taking a sip, Lin Qi said vaguely: "This is the city of Borelli, the territory of my uncle Lin Qi's Iron Fist Brotherhood!"
Narrowing his eyes, Lin Qi whispered: "Vic, tell someone to keep an eye on them. I want to know how much money they brought!"
The skinny Vic stuffed a large piece of fat into his mouth, nodded hurriedly, and casually touched the butt of the maid passing by.