But this reaction was obviously caught by mistake by a group of them. Mr. Yuan stopped talking and waved the long fan in his hand slightly. The bastard next to him said proudly: "Lengthen your ears, listen."
It’s clear. My young master said, fight with force!"
"puff!"
The pangolin spit out the old wine directly from its mouth.
"What the hell, bastard, what do you mean?" Little Legs was so angry that he couldn't help himself and rushed forward to attack the pangolin.
Simply, he was directly blocked by Mr. Yuan.
A dying soldier has no intention of humiliating him.
If you want to humiliate, you are also humiliating this dying general.
Besides, this is not the one who can be frightened into spitting out wine.
Although Mr. Yuan is famous for his outstanding literary talents, his martial arts are equally impressive. It's just that most of the time, he is more interested in literature and rarely shows off his martial arts.
Because to him, Mr. Yuan, killing with a knife is nothing, but killing with the tip of a pen is the real master.
He likes this kind of challenge and enjoys it.
He didn't take pangolins seriously at all. The one who showed up just now was Han Sanqian. Naturally, Mr. Yuan's target was also Han Sanqian.
When you hit someone, you have to hit them in the face. This is the key point.
Han Sanqian was so impressive just now. Only when he beats him later will he show how awesome he is.
"How are you? Are you scared?" Mr. Yuan looked at Han Sanqian and said coldly.
Han Sanqian had no choice but to smile bitterly and shook his head: "Let's forget it. Just a civil fight, a physical fight. Not only will it hurt your temper, but it will also hurt your body. Besides, we are outsiders."
"Fuck you, you just gave up when you gave up, and you still came up with a bunch of fucking excuses?" Someone suddenly slapped Han Sanqian's table angrily and yelled.
"You're right, you coward and loser. If you have the guts, come and have a fight."
"A real hero is the one who sees the real chapter under his hands. Are you a man?"
Facing the angry looks and roars of these people, Han Sanqian just shook his head. Then he raised his glass slightly and started to drink.
"Where are you drinking your mother?!"
Suddenly, at this moment, a big hand violently knocked the wine in Han Sanqian's glass to the ground.
For a moment, the glass fell and the wine was spilled.
And Han Sanqian's eyes began to look slightly angry.
As a later guest, Han Sanqian didn't want to cause trouble, but the other party kept pushing, and even now, he had no intention of letting Han Sanqian go.
To be precise, they have no intention of letting them go.
The pangolin was also obviously shocked. He saw the anger in Han Sanqian's eyes and knew that something terrible might happen.
"If you can't fight with words, you have to fight with force. You guys are hopeless. You really can't open the pot and pick it up." The pangolin shook his head helplessly.
What's the difference between fighting with Han Sanqian and showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong?!
The only difference may be that Guan Gong's knife is only more than ten meters long, while these people's knives are all used to peel fruits...
"Okay!" Han Sanqian put down his hand slightly: "How about a fight?"
"How do you want to fight!"
"I'm free." Han Sanqian said coldly.
"Okay, this is what you said." Mr. Yuan laughed coldly.
I'm really afraid that if you don't dare to accept the attack, I won't be able to humiliate you properly. But you actually dare to humiliate yourself and fight casually.
"How about playing something big?"
Han Sanqian smiled: "What kind of magic?"
"Unlimited martial arts, simply put, no restrictions on moves, no restrictions on skills, no restrictions on weapons. No restrictions on anything. The most important thing is, no restrictions on life and death. Do you dare?" Mr. Yuan sneered.
"Forget it if there is no limit on weapons." Han Sanqian said.
"What? I'm afraid of being hacked to death." Someone laughed.
"No, it's just that I don't need weapons to deal with you." Han Sanqian chuckled softly.
"Arrogant!" Mr. Yuan shouted coldly: "But arrogant people will eventually pay for their arrogance!"
"Really?" Han Sanqian said with a slight smile.
"Let's wait and see, come on. I'll serve you with pen and ink." He shouted loudly, and someone immediately went to get the pen and ink. At this time, he looked at Han Sanqian and said with a smile: "Swords have no eyes, and internal strength is even more difficult."
Completely under control. So, sign the life and death certificate and fight until death. However, there is another way to avoid death."
"oh?"
"Those who want to admit defeat but are afraid of death will kneel down and kowtow and call me grandpa."
Everyone burst into laughter. Almost at this moment, pens, paper and ink were brought up...
