"Don't worry, Sister Pomegranate." Zhao Wuji patted the fat baby in front of him comfortingly, and then walked out of the room to the pavilion hall.
In the lobby.
Twenty-odd rough men with strong muscles were staring at Zao Wuji who appeared.
They were led by a middle-aged man with long hair parted to the side, revealing half of his face. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes had a somewhat sinister aura.
There is no doubt that this person is Wang Defa, the local ruffian leader.
"Xiao Zhao." Wang Defa had one foot on the table and chair and was playing with a flying knife in his right hand. At this time, he casually glanced at Zhao Wuji and continued to play with his knife: "Don't blame me for being unkind, even though I have been with you before.
We met a few times, but uncle, I use money to do things, so you just have to chop off five of your fingers, and the matter can be settled."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became solemn.
There were spectators upstairs and downstairs, and many dignitaries felt jealous and gloated when they saw the little beggar who had become handsome in recent days.
"What's the use of being handsome? I'll be disabled today."
"Tsk tsk, a beggar should behave like a beggar. This is God giving him food to eat."
"It seems to be the same thing, hahaha!"
There are many ugly faces in the crowd around who don't like other people's good things, and it is obvious at this moment. They are all waiting to see a good show. Why can a beggar be so handsome? God has no good eyesight!
"I don't remember how many times I've met you." Zhao Wuji smiled slightly at this time and acted calmly. He glanced at Wang Defa and immediately stepped forward: "But since you want my finger, it's not impossible."<
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"Tsk tsk, that's right. Those who know the current affairs are heroes!" Wang Defa saw the young man in front of him taking the initiative to come to him, and he was immediately proud, thinking that Zhao Wuji was afraid.
"I can give you my fingers, but I have to do it myself. Wouldn't it be a joke for a dignified seven-foot-old man to need someone else to chop his hands?" Zhao Wuji came to the table and spoke to Wang Defa.
"Xiao Zhao, you can't..." Sister Shiliu, who followed from the side, suddenly stared at her beautiful eyes and was about to plead with Wang De.
But before she could speak, Wang Defa handed the knife to Zhao Wuji and said fiercely: "You have some courage, if you chop this hand off, I, Wang Defa, will accept you as my younger brother, and you will be able to rule Qingkui City in the future."
Let’s go.”
"Okay." Zhao Wuji smiled and nodded, taking the three-foot-long flying knife.
Everyone was paying full attention, waiting for him to chop off his hands.
"Chop it quickly!"
"Hurry up!"
"What are you waiting for?"
Zhao Wuji, who was holding the knife, closed his eyes and was calculating something, while those around him seemed to be unable to wait for him to become a mutilated man.
"Boy, you can't play tricks on me, can you?" Wang De found that Zhao Wuji had closed his eyes and made no move, his eyes suddenly became fierce and he gritted his teeth and said: "A black iron flying knife, it can't change your current situation."<
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Whoa!
At this moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, turned sideways and slashed at Wang Defa with a sword drawn, the sword's light and blood splashed all over the hall in an instant.
Wang Defa's body was cut off at the waist!
"You...you actually cheated...you actually dared to do something to me...you dared to do something to me!" Wang De fell to the ground with a clang, and stared at the young man's mouth from his upper body. He did not die immediately. After all, he was not beheaded. p>
The entire pavilion was instantly silent!
"I saw it wrong..."
"The two body parts on the ground are Wang Defa?"
"Zhao Wuji beheaded the gangster leader Wang Defa..."
"Oh my God!"
After being stunned for a long time, all the onlookers around came to their senses and were horrified! Their scalps were numb! No one thought that a little beggar dared to attack the gangster leader who had more than 20 boys under him!
"A soldier never tires of deceit, and there is no one in this world whom I dare not attack." Zhao Wuji looked at the mutilated Wang Defa on the ground, and then looked at Wang Defa's younger brothers who seemed to have not yet reacted: "Hey, hey, if I can stop your boss's bleeding now.
, can still survive.”
"Kill him...kill him!" Wang Defa, who was bleeding profusely and turned pale, ordered ferociously.
Cha!
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the black iron flying knife in Zhao Wuji's hand directly penetrated his entire head, killing him.
Zhao Wuji's face also became a little darker at this time. Compared to Wang Defa, a ruffian, he now looked more like a king who was used to seeing killings.
After all, as a gangster in his previous life, he was not a soft-hearted guy. The reason why he died three days after joining the club in his previous life was because his momentum was too strong and he was tricked by his own people.
The promised rescue didn't show up for a long time, so he chased 600 people for 18 streets alone. In the end, another gang teamed up to subdue him.
Therefore, when facing the twenty-odd ordinary people from another world in front of him, to be honest, Zhao Wuji was calm deep down in his heart. This is his nature, not an act.
Even if this body in this life is a little frail, it is still more than enough to handle these ordinary people.
What's more, he still has some cultivation!
The blade he just struck was glowing with silver. It was obvious that he had used the trick he had figured out before to concentrate his energy on the blade.
He could feel that after condensing the essence, the black iron flying knife became much lighter and sharper. Cutting Wang Defa was like cutting a watermelon! There was no need to use too much secret energy at all!
"Kill!"
At this time, a younger brother Wang Defa took the lead and rushed towards Zhao Wuji with an axe.
The remaining twenty-three people followed closely, each with angry and sad eyes, wishing they could chop this kid Zhao Wuji into pieces!
The scene was once very spectacular!
Most of the people around them squinted their eyes and couldn't beat the four fists with one fist. Let's see if Zhao Wuji survives this time!
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
However, the final outcome was that no one survived.
Of the twenty or so people who walked into Chunyang Tower, not one of them was able to walk out.
On the other hand, Zhao Wuji was holding a black iron sword in his hand, his clothes were not stained with blood, and his long hair was flowing. The cold expression just now was gone. He turned his head and smiled lazily at Sister Shiliu: "Sorry, I have to trouble Sister Shiliu to clean up the mess...
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Sister Pomegranate was a little dazed, even a little confused. She didn't expect that this little beggar who seemed so weak before could actually be so big!
Not only her, but the young ladies in Chunyang Tower were all surprised at this time and even looked at Zhao Wuji with a different look! From simply appreciating his regular facial features, to a point of worship and nymphomaniac!
"Hmm, if a man like this could marry me, I would marry him right away!"
"Come on, nympho! But I guess I am too!"
"嘤嘘嘤... I didn't expect that the most inconspicuous little massage beggar in our Chunyang Building would actually be a gold-medal thug!"
"I have decided, I want to marry him!"
"I remember when he first came into Chunyang Building five years ago, you were the first to think he was dirty..."