Hearing what Leng Buyu said, the gamblers took out the so-called children. As expected, no matter what the children were, they were all tiny dwarfs. The gamblers in the casino also understood in an instant. Some gamblers who lost too much money raised their fists in anger to take out their anger on these dwarfs.
Hearing the screams of those dwarfs, Leng Buyu frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, he, the master of the Shanxing Hall who was in charge of the Mu Han Tower's criminal law, also felt compassion, and he once again exuded the cold sword energy, making those The angry gambler also moved a little slower.
When the guys in the gambling house saw that things were not going well, they started to chase people away with sticks. The originally bustling gambling house suddenly became more noisy, and the gamblers and people in the gambling house immediately mixed together and started fighting.
Die Zhijiao looked there with great interest, rolled her eyes, and walked towards the table where they had gambled before. Leng Buyu reached out and grabbed her wrist, Die Zhijiao looked angry, her cheeks bulged, He frowned and said, "Why are you stopping me? I still have some silver that was defrauded by them, including the principal and interest, a total of one hundred thousand taels, no, one million taels. I have to get it back."
Leng Buyu shook his head slightly and sighed, then said: "That money is not yours in the first place. If it is gone, it is gone. Why stay in this smoky place for a long time."
"Want to leave!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen men in military uniforms appeared from all corners, surrounding Leng Buyu and Die Zhijiao. The white-haired old man from before came over with an angry look on his face and without saying a word, he gave the order: " If you beat me to death, Mr. Bai will support you!"
"Master Bai?"
Leng Buyu's first reaction was to associate Mr. Bai with Bai Ling.
The hands of these handsome men surrounding Leng Buyu were not sticks, but gleaming tiger-head knives. Before Leng Buyu could continue to wonder, the cold light fell, but Leng Buyu He didn't move. Di Zhijiao was already anxious behind him and wanted to step forward. Leng Buyu held her hand with a little force, indicating that there was no need to move.
When the sword was about to fall, there was a dragon roar, and these dozen men were scattered by Leng Buyu's sword, and each of them was injured. Looking at it, Leng Buyu held the black sword in his right hand to break the army, but the man's face was still expressionless.
Di Zhijiao quietly brought her mouth to Leng Buyu's ear, exhaling hot breath and slowly said: "I say, Lord Sword Master, you have been guarding against the people in front, but the people behind you, can you... ·”
Di Zhijiao paused mid-sentence, while Leng Buyu snorted and said disdainfully: "You can give it a try. The gambler is missing one hand, so it's not impossible."
Leng Buyu didn't have eyes behind him, so he couldn't see what Dian Zhijiao did. He couldn't hide the vague murderous aura. Furthermore, the Seven-Star Swordsman never trusted this female gambler from the beginning to the end.
Di Zhijiao laughed, walked up to Leng Buyu, pouted, and shook the thing in his hand. Leng Buyu couldn't help but frown, that thing was actually a rolled-up sesame seed cake.
Di Zhijiao tore off a piece, put it in her mouth and chewed it, then closed her eyes with a look of enjoyment.
After taking a few more bites, he looked quite satisfied and said vaguely: "As expected of Pizza Hut's sesame biscuits, they are so delicious."
Leng Buyu was a little confused, what on earth was this female gambler going to do? Was she using sesame cakes to lie about concealed weapons?
Leng Buyu left Huidong and Dizhijiao with his left hand. The rolled sesame cake in his hand was split into two halves with a smooth cut. Leng Buyu took half of the cake and took a bite. Then he frowned and put the sesame cake in his mouth directly. Spit it out. This action made Di Zhijiao frown.
"What's wrong? Do you still dislike such a delicious cake?"
Leng Buyu couldn't help but sneer and said: "If this cake was made of living flour, it might taste better."
"What do you mean?"
They were clearly in a wolf's den, but the two people actually started chatting and seemed happy. The injured men and the old man were very angry, but anger had no effect, and eyes couldn't kill anyone.
Leng Buyu turned around and walked towards the door. This time, he did not sign Zhijiao's hand. The moment he turned around, a sharp awl pierced Leng Buyu's right hand, and Leng Buyu ate it.
Painful, I turned around instinctively, raised my left hand and slapped him.
That slap used 100% of the force, and its force was as fierce as thunder. Die Zhijiao was caught off guard, and the left side of her face was slapped hard by the back of Leng Buyu's hand. In an instant, her body flew out to the right. She stood up, her left face was red and swollen, and her nose was bleeding.
It flowed out. He remained silent. Although his face was still expressionless, his eyes were full of disappointment.
Leng Buyu raised his right hand and slowly pulled out the thorn. Blood spattered on the blue cloak. "Ding dong", the thorn fell to the ground. Without saying a word, Leng Buyu turned around and walked towards the small door again.
"There is poison on these thorns, you..."
Die Zhijiao still didn't finish her words, Leng Buyu still snorted in response to her, and heard him say: "If you just want to kill me Leng Buyu so much, that's just wishful thinking."
When Leng Buyu walked out of the gambling house, the hustle and bustle in the gambling house stopped, and the beatings and those being beaten stopped. These people stood neatly in the gambling house, like a well-drilled army.
The white-haired old man also changed his expression and demeanor, walked up to Die Zhijiao, and asked respectfully: "Master Jia, is this sword master really capable of killing someone on the street?"
Although Di Zhijiao's face was still red, swollen and burning, there was a devilish expression on her face. She snorted coldly and said nothing, "How can the poison in Taohua Temple be so easy to cure?"
Let's talk about Leng Buyu again. When he left the gambling house, he looked at his right hand and couldn't help but frown. Could it be that in addition to poison, lead was also applied on the thorn? The wound caused by the thorn was just like a hole. If you lift it
He used his hands, fearing that the sunlight could still penetrate. The blood was still flowing, so Leng Buyu tore off a long strip of cloth from his blue cloak, bandaged it with one hand, and tied it with his teeth.
A knot.
In this way, emergency bleeding can be stopped. It is still necessary to find a doctor first and treat the wound properly to prevent it from becoming suppurative and rendering the hand useless.
But after walking only a few steps, my vision gradually blurred, my eyelids gradually became heavy, and my brain began to feel faint little by little, as if I was about to fall aside and pass out.
Behind Leng Buyu, there were naturally followed a few guys who were no different from ordinary pedestrians. Leng Buyu walked in front, and these people followed leisurely behind.
When they arrived at an alley, Leng Buyu's body seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, and he had to hold on to the wall to move forward. Leng Buyu walked towards the alley, and it happened that this alley was the one where Leng Buyu saved Huidong yesterday.
The corpse was disposed of and the blood stains were cleaned up. The officials in Hansu City were also very interesting. They even cleaned up the debris and made it much tidier.
The two who were following behind looked at each other coldly, nodded, and followed at a faster pace.
Just after turning the corner and entering the alley, a cold light struck. The man walking behind was really miserable. Leng Buyu pierced his chest with a sword. Then Leng Buyu pulled forward with his left hand and dragged this dead guy in.
The guy who was closer to Leng Buyu panicked and instinctively wanted to run out of the alley.
He just heard the wind and heard that his right hamstring was broken. Then he heard Leng Buyu's bone-chilling voice, saying: "Tell me, who is that official Jia?"
But his life was at stake. How could this man listen? He dragged his legs and wanted to continue running, but the sound of wind came again, and his left hamstring was also broken. His body was unstable and he fell face down to the ground.
.
Then I heard Leng Buyu's bone-chilling voice, saying: "Climb back by yourself, half of your body is exposed, it's not good-looking."
The man wanted to continue to move forward, but the wind came again, and this time, the tendons of his hands were broken. Finally, this miserable guy who thought he was just following a dying man could no longer move.
But Leng Buyu still had a bone-chilling voice, saying: "Climb back by yourself. I said that I will keep you alive and find the best doctor for you to reattach your hand and hamstrings."
There are only two roads in front of you, one is death, the other is late death. As the saying goes, it seems that life is worse than death. This miserable guy is like this, he is like a worm, squirming bit by bit.
.Climbing past his partner, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw his deadpan expression.
When he arrived at Leng Buyu's feet, he tried his best to look up at Leng Buyu, and saw that the Seven-Star Sword Master was untying the blue cloth strips used to bind his hands bit by bit.
Previous signs of fainting.
Leng Buyu untied all the blue cloth strips and discarded them casually. There were indeed traces of his blood on the blue cloth strips, but his hands...
His hand no longer dripped water, and there was a sparkle on the wound. Looking carefully, it turned out that the wound had frozen.