When the lame man came forward, Lin Qi was standing by the wine cabinet and staring at the young people. He looked almost crazy as the young man who led the team carefully wiped his palms with a white silk scarf. The young man's fingers were moving.
The ring casts charming halos 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, 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 couldn't control 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 breathed deeply, and finally controlled his breathing, so that the boiling blood could slow down.
It flows slowly throughout the body, avoiding the risk of sudden death from heart burst or cerebral blood vessel explosion.
"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. The young man's bejeweled right hand, Lin Qi
Qi has never seen such a valuable right hand in his 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, 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, this is his life goal. He
His life is based on money. Without money, his life is bleak.
This young man's right hand was like a beacon 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, and made a neck-cutting gesture to the young man.
"Orientals, for the sake of your having 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. He was eager to provoke a fight between the lame shop and these big fat sheep in black cloaks. At this moment, he had already made a plan. Only by letting these big fat sheep conflict with the lame shop would he
Only then can we have the opportunity 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 and stooped slightly, and walked slowly to the long wine cabinet. He squinted and looked at the lame man up and down for a while, and then glanced at Lin Qi.
, retracted his right hand into the cloak, and when he took it out again, there was already a gold bar in his hand that was as thick as a thumb and half a foot long.
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 penetrated the gold bar silently, and his fingers sank deeply into the wine cabinet made of century-old oak boards.
, a transparent hole was punched into the 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 Bai Huahua.
His long legs caused the heroes to burst into passionate laughter and howls. The tavern returned to normal in an instant, and the smell of sweat and alcohol filled 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.
Terrible strength. Does this guy named Jiang Yong have the strength of a high-level knight? Apart from those legendary high-level knights who can split boulders with their bodies, Lin Qi doesn't know what other monster can do what Jiang Yong does.
Thing. 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 proved that there is enough in Jiang Yong to make Lin Qi's heart beat.
Huge wealth, otherwise just the rings on his hands would 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 taking a deep look at Jiang Yong, Lin Qi walked out of the wine cabinet and took Enzo and Vic to sit at a wine table. He shouted for wine and barbecue, and laughed and admired the bold and wild dancers.
of dance.
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 as they walked, revealing their dark blue robes underneath.
The robe was of a very strange style, embroidered with a strange creature that looked like a python, but its mouth was full of sharp teeth and it had four claws, which looked like the claws of a rooster. That kind of creature
It is ferocious and ferocious, but also gorgeous and magnificent, with an evil allure that makes people's hearts 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!"
Squinting 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.