Jianghu people always say one thing: they are willing to admit defeat.
But looking at the entire world, how many people can do it?
Just like Duan Wuliu at this moment, he has obviously lost but is still struggling to his death.
I will never let this person go.
The security guard who was still in the room just now has disappeared.
There was only one thin referee, standing silently among the crowd.
It was obvious that security and referees didn't want to help me clean up this mess.
Then I will do all this by myself.
I held the knife, stared at Duan Wuliu with cold eyes, and said coldly:
"Duan Wuliu, you are among the top ten on the star-catching list, a famous master in thousands of sects. Are you willing to admit defeat and you can't do it?"
As my footsteps moved, Duan Wuliu suddenly took another big step back.
At the same time, he shouted:
"You're a fucking liar, I'll fight you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Wuliu raised his hand sharply.
The palm crossbow that once threatened Lao Hei appeared in his hand again.
Duan Wuliu's eyes were red and filled with murderous intent.
This was also the reason why the security suddenly and quietly evacuated, giving Duan Wuliu a space to counterattack.
The crossbow was held high, and at this moment the steel plate in my hand also slipped into my palm.
At this moment, what we are competing against is no longer our card skills, but who can move faster.
Suddenly, Duan Wuliu suddenly heard a scream of "ouch".
The palm crossbow in his hand fell to the ground with a sound.
A small black spot appeared on his right wrist. Duan Wuliu hurriedly held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand.
It was a good thing that he didn't hold it, but immediately blood spurted out from his wrist.
Everyone watching this scene was dumbfounded.
I looked at Duan Wuliu with the same confusion, not sure what happened?
Only the ethnic minority girl at the door showed her little fangs and smiled innocently.
Looking at Duan Wuliu's wrist again, the black mark is getting bigger and bigger.
The combination of the two makes my heart skip a beat.
Two words came to mind: Gumen.
As a Gu sect, one of the eight outer sects, I have only heard Mr. Liu talk to me once.
People in the Gu sect live far away from the frontier and rarely enter the interior.
There are even fewer people who have dealt with them.
Just hearing their names will give people a sense of mystery and evil.
Many people even believe that Gu sect is just a fabrication made by people in the world and does not exist.
And could this innocent and cute looking girl be a member of the Gu sect?
But how did she do it and silently slander Duan Wuliu?
I'm still confused about this.
Just as I was thinking wildly, I heard Duan Wuliu shouting sternly at the door:
"Xin Guai, Xin Guai, where are you?"
As soon as Duan Wuliu finished speaking, the door was kicked open with force.
I saw Xinchai striding over with a few security guards.
Looking at the beads of sweat as big as beans on Duan Wuliu's forehead, his fingers were still there.
Xincai was also confused and asked in broken Mandarin:
"What’s wrong with you?"
Duan Wuliu shivered and forced himself to press his injured hand on the table.
Gritting his teeth, he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Cut off the hand, cut it off!"
At this moment, Duan Wuliu's palms had changed color.
On the skin, an indescribable black color is spreading rapidly.
Although Xincai didn't know what was going on, he didn't dare to delay.
He pulled out the Thai sword and raised his hands high.
With a deep voice, he raised the knife and dropped it.
Although the people in the room were all veterans, most of them still turned their heads to one side.
Only the girl in silver, wearing silver and snow, played with the accessories on her body and watched this bloody scene with interest.
"Ask someone to treat the wound and send him to the hospital!"
Xincai arranged it the moment Duan Wuliu left the door.
He still didn't forget to turn around and stared at me angrily.
It seems that he didn't realize that it was the girl in silver who was responsible.
A bet is over.
But the scene just now still left everyone watching with lingering fear.
No one discussed the bet anymore and left the private room one after another.
When Mr. Hong, Wei Baixing and I walked out of the cafeteria door.
At this moment, the sky is as dark as ink.
There are only a few stars on the horizon in the distance.
There are no street lights in the mountain village, and not a single person can be seen on the entire village road.
Accompanied by the mountain breeze, we were walking towards our residence. Master Hong asked me with a puzzled look on his face:
"What happened to Duan Wuliu just now? Why does he seem to be possessed by an evil spirit?"
Before I could speak, I heard a burst of laughter coming from behind me.
The smile was clear and crisp, but it made people's hair stand on end hearing it in this dark night.
"Fuck!"
Mr. Hong was startled and turned around quickly.
Not far behind us, we saw the girl in silver following us not far or near.
Before she could speak, I took the lead and said:
"Thank you just now!"
The girl in silver tilted her head slightly, put on an innocent look, and said:
"I can't let you die..."
This nonsense sentence left the three of us confused.
Then, the girl in silver giggled and said:
"Unless you lose to me and die in my hands, that's all right..."
The white teeth are exposed in the smile, but it looks a bit scary at this time.