"You're cheating!"

The dealer who dealt the cards suddenly stood up, pointed at Master Liao and shouted.

Hongmao sneered:

"He shuffled the cards and you dealt the cards. Are you saying that Uncle Liao is cheating?"

Master Liao said calmly:

"You thought I would do anything when I got the cards. In fact, I didn't do anything. I just made you think that I did something."

"In order to find this 'unfounded' trick, you disrupted your own rhythm and even forgot to change the cards."

Hongmao immediately gave a thumbs up: "It's high! It's too high! Only that little cow can fly on a plane - the cowhide goes to the sky!"

"What the hell!"

The gangster leader slapped the old man down so hard that his head was bruised and bleeding, and he fell to the ground wailing.

Master Liao glanced sideways at him:

"Since he is dead, let this boring gamble end here. How about we cancel it with one stroke?"

"hehe……"

The gangster leader looked at Master Liao jokingly.

"Want to write it off? Where can I get something so cheap?"

With a wave of his hand, other people in the warehouse immediately gathered around him.

Master Liao's expression remained unchanged, "Being greedy will not end well."

Hongmao shrank his neck in fear and looked at Master Liao eagerly.

"This matter is not over yet. You have injured one of my men. If you take 100,000 yuan for medical expenses, let this matter be over. If you don't take it, I will make your family uneasy!"

Hearing what the gangster leader said, Hong Mao Lung almost exploded with anger.

"He was obviously injured by you, why are you so unreasonable!"

"Boy, if you tell your grandpa and I to be honest, you are really a heifer smoking a lot - you are so cowhide!"

Master Liao grabbed Hongmao's arm to prevent him from rushing out and giving him nothing.

"Remember, these people are not good people. Stay away from such people in the future."

"Uncle Liao, what should we do?"

"Don't be afraid. Do you still remember what I told you before? If something happens, you should run away immediately and never look back."

"But the warehouse door is locked by them..."

"Don't worry so much, just run."

Master Liao said this and then said to the gangster leader:

"I can promise you this. I'll bring the money over in two days. We'll be here tonight. Let's go."

"No! My brother was beaten to a bloody head, and I also want to find someone to vent my anger on. Hey! Hongmao, come here and let me punch you twice, and I will let you go."

Master Liao shook his head and stopped trying to persuade them to leave.

"You are Conan knocking on the door - you don't even know that you are about to die."

"I hope you will understand this in your next life."

Feeling the coldness getting closer and closer around him, Master Liao grabbed Hong Mao's arm and pulled it back hard.

"Now, run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Mao rolled and crawled towards the warehouse door.

The gangsters looked at him mockingly and walked over slowly.

The rolling shutter door is well locked, where else can this little red-haired man escape?

The door was getting closer and closer, Hongmao's heart sank, and his steps became heavier and heavier.

If he is caught, he will probably be beaten to death...

However, just as he ran to the door, the rolling shutter door collapsed outwards!

Damn it!

Uncle Liao is amazing!

"Uncle Liao, the door is open, run quickly..."

Red Hair turned around and shouted in surprise.

The next second, Hong Mao's face changed drastically, and he looked at everything in front of him in horror.

There was a faint black mist filling the warehouse, and there were dark figures everywhere on the floor, on the wooden boxes, on the walls, and even on the ceiling!

What made Hong Mao feel his scalp numb the most was that the figure's eyes were glowing with green light, and weird roars were constantly coming out of his mouth.

Cluck cluck...

The sound of bones close at hand woke up the red hair.

"Ghost!"

…

In the warehouse.

The gangsters were frightened and overwhelmed by the scene before them.

The gangster leader looked stern and said inwardly: "Old man, what kind of trick are you playing? I'm not a big deal!"

Master Liao took out his razor and said calmly: "They are here to cause trouble for me. I am deeply sorry that it has affected you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black shadow roared and moved, pounced on the living creatures in the warehouse indiscriminately!

"Master, can Master Liao do it alone?"

Outside the warehouse, Xu Huan formed a sword light, easily killed a black shadow, and saved Hong Mao, who was peeing in urine.

"It should be possible. Since he didn't ask for help, he should be somewhat sure."

In the warehouse, Master Liao leaned against the wall and managed to resist the attack of the black shadow with the help of this razor.

"It's a bit interesting to practice your Qi and cultivate your skills. You can use the razor in your hand to defeat the foundation-building ghosts and gods."

Cheng Fan watched Master Liao slaying ghosts with great interest and commented:

"The sword skills are sharp, but there are no rules, and it doesn't look like Lian Jiazi. The magic has the shadow of Maoshan, but it doesn't look like..."

At this time, Hongmao, who was rescued by Xu Huan, came back to his senses and looked at Cheng Fan blankly.

"You, you are the Taoist priests who came to Uncle Liao's house today?! Did you save me?"

Cheng Fan shook his head and pointed at Xu Huan: "To be precise, it was my apprentice who saved you."

"Thank you, Taoist priest!"

"I guessed that you wouldn't be obedient. Master Liao told you to run away and not look back, but you didn't listen. If we weren't here, your life would be over. Mingzhen, Nannan, don't imitate him."

The little girl said angrily: "My daughter must advance and retreat with the master, she will not run away alone!"

Xu Huan also nodded and said seriously: "Ming Zhen is willing to live and die with Master."

Hong Mao was immediately greatly encouraged, "Taoist Master, me too!"

Xu Huan and Xiaonan looked at him suspiciously.

"No, I mean, I won't let Uncle Liao stay in there alone!"

The red-haired man's face suddenly turned red.

Cheng Fan helplessly touched the back of the little girl's head and chuckled:

"It's enough for you to have this heart, but if my opponent is evenly matched with me, your staying at the scene will only tie my hands and make me unable to beat the one I could have won. So what should I do?"

The little girl snorted: "No! The master is the most powerful in the world!"

"You know that Master is the best in the world, why don't you just wait in the temple and wait for Master's triumphant return?"

Cheng Fan pinched the little girl's chubby face and said with a smile, "Oh."

"Well... that's okay! Nannan, listen to Master."

"Yes, my daughter is so good! mua~"

At this moment, Hong Mao saw Master Liao swinging his sword slower and slower, and was attacked several times by black shadows.

He said anxiously: "Taoist Priest, please think of a way to save Uncle Liao!"

Cheng Fan rolled his eyes, "If you want to save him, you can do it yourself. But it depends on whether you dare to go in alone."

The red-haired man's eyes became determined and he said in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!