Geng Mo moved his wrists and said with a smile: "I'm here!" In an instant, he rushed towards Yao Hui like a stream of light. He grabbed the dragon's claw with his left hand and made a fighting spirit charge with his right hand to the extreme. He used all his strength as soon as he came on the stage!

Yao Hui smiled contemptuously, and waited for Geng Mo's fist to strike before taking action. He cracked the mountain with a crack, covered his body with a fist, completely ignored Geng Mo's methods, and kicked him hard...!

Geng Mo lowered his elbows to block Yao Hui's flying kick, and then swung his fists straight towards Yao Hui's temples... And how could Yao Hui be a commoner?... He had fought dozens of big and small battles, and he had already become a

Experienced in many battles! He turned slightly to one side and hit his head directly!

"boom!"

Geng Mo took ten steps back before standing still, shaking his dizzy head... After regaining his composure, a black iron halberd appeared in his hand!

Just kidding, how can you get the money back if you don't use weapons if you know you can't beat him?

He is still waiting for the golden ticket to renovate his house!

Not far away, Yao Hui saw Geng Mo showing off his weapon... The expression on his face couldn't be more obvious...

It was just a black iron rod. Yao Hui didn't take it seriously at all. He waved at it and said arrogantly: "Come on, if you, Mr. Hui, take a step back, you will lose!"

Geng Mo asked sideways, "You don't use weapons?"

"Ah bah!"

Yao Hui replied with extreme contempt: "Although you have made progress, you are just a joke in front of your Master Hui. Come... come... come! Your Master Hui will give you another hand!"

Geng Mo smiled in his heart, but his face was full of worry: "You can't beat me with one hand?"

"Stop talking nonsense, labor and management have a hand. If you step back, the golden ticket is yours!"

Geng Mo: "Really?"

"Are you coming?" Yao Hui scolded impatiently: "If you don't come, Master Hui will directly steal your blood, don't you believe it?"

"Okay," Geng Mo took a step back, gathered strength, and then concentrated all the strength in his body on his arms. He clutched the black iron halberd tightly, shouted loudly, and violently came out in the smoke!!!

...

After a while, Geng Mo pointed at Yao Hui, who was lying on the ground with his halberd, and said, "You lost..."

Yao Hui rubbed his almost broken right arm and showed an expression uglier than crying: "What the hell kind of weapon is this???"

Geng Mo raised the black iron halberd in his hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "It's been handed down from our ancestors, no comment."

"Ah bah!"

Yao Hui pushed Geng Mo away and stood up, spitting on the ground in a vulgar manner: "Pretend!... It's passed down from ancestors... Why didn't I see you use it last time?!"

"Did you lose or not?"

Geng Mo looked at the rough mining man in front of him with some contempt: "Don't tell me, the world-famous Yao Hui... Yao Hui is a person who can't afford to lose?!"

"grass!"

As if his thoughts were seen through? Yao Hui immediately became furious!

He took out a thousand taels of gold notes and threw it on the ground without saying much... He jumped angrily from the cliff with all his strength under his feet, and his unwilling echo came from the air: "You wait, next month

Labor and management will bet on you again!"

"Haha," Geng Mo collected the golden ticket and put it close to his body, then walked over and picked up the jade bottle containing the rejuvenation pill, put it in his arms, and walked down the mountain with a smile...

...

Hu Fei was grilling a barbeque in disgrace, with a look of despair on his face.

There have been several rounds of young ladies asking for news about Geng Mo... Even Sister Li, who can make people hard for three days just by looking at her, glanced in this direction intentionally or unintentionally...

How can this make Fei Ge, who thinks he is pretty handsome in this three-acre land, so embarrassed???

A few more tables were served with barbecues, and Hu Fei, who continued to preheat the meat skewers on the stove, was thinking about whether to go to Liu Zhengguan?

I heard that as long as you spend a lot of money there, you can change a person's appearance and make him look handsome???

At this time, three middle-aged people walked out of the hot pot restaurant next to the store.

The leader was about forty years old. He had a rough face and was wearing a fat suit. He smelled of alcohol and said to the people around him: "You see, this store will still be here tomorrow, it's mine."

"Brother Song has energy." The middle-aged man next to him obviously drank too much and started cheering.

"Who in this land dares not to give us brother Song face?...right?"

"Make a JB," Brother Song pointed to the surroundings and said, "Who dares to ask me for money in this area?! Ah?... Just ask!"

"Brother Song is awesome!" The middle-aged man next to him gave a thumbs up.

"Ledong..." Brother Song patted the shoulder of the person next to him, pointed to Hu Fei's barbecue restaurant and said: "Go and order two hundred skewers and take them back to your wife."

Ledong's eyes lit up and he came to the stall with a hint of drunkenness: "Hey, what about you, grill two hundred skewers!"

Hu Fei saw that the person coming was none other than Brother Song, who was about to rot in this group. He immediately handed a handful of already grilled skewers to him with a smile: "Brother Dong, look at what I'm grilling tonight.

It’s over, I’ll leave it for you tomorrow... I’ll leave it for you tomorrow, do you think that’s okay?”

Ledong couldn't decide to pay attention at this moment. He turned to look at Brother Song. Unexpectedly, Brother Song stepped forward with such a big belly, slapped the bracelet in Hu Fei's hand, and shouted in a bad tone: "You are sending me away to beg for food."

Woolen cloth?"

Hu Fei was stunned for a moment, but then he still had a smile on his face. He took out the cigarette case in his pocket, pulled out a few cigarettes with gold rims and handed them over: "Brother Song, I really don't have any, look.

...Look..."

"Look at your mother's competition!" Brother Song pointed at Hu Fei's nose while drunk and scolded: "I don't want the string. You pay this month's protection fee, one thousand taels."

When Hu Fei heard this, he immediately sighed: "Brother, I'd better grill you two hundred skewers."

Brother Song patted Hu Fei's cheek with his hand and said, "Do you know how to be filial now?... Damn, it's too late!"

"Fuck you, do you want me to pay you or not? If you don't, the store will give you money!"

Following Brother Song's roar, the two drunken middle-aged men grabbed the things at hand and rushed into the store...

When the customers in the store saw this formation, they couldn't run faster... They all stopped paying and ran away from the other side of the shed.

Hu Fei glared and pushed away the two people around him, shouting at the top of his lungs to Brother Song: "Brother Song, can you give me a way to survive?!"

"I'll paralyze you!" Brother Song lifted his leg and put it on the barbecue stove, and the burning ashes splashed everywhere...

"Hit me!" Brother Song shook the sparks on his feet, pointed at Hu Fei and shouted.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Hu Fei hugged his head and huddled on the ground, and did not fight back despite being punched and kicked...

It's not that he has no blood...Brother Song, he can afford to offend...! But Brother Song, the people above him?

He really can't be offended!

This is the rule of Sword City.

...

"stop!"

After a cold shout, the two middle-aged men who were beating Hu Fei stopped and turned around to look in surprise.

How?

Is there anyone in this area who really dares to call out?!

...

Geng Mo didn't know when he came... At this moment, he was looking coldly at the tables, chairs and benches scattered on the ground, and then looked at Hu Fei, who was huddled in the corner with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Finally faced Brother Song!

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Chapter completed!