All the gamblers in the casino dispersed, leaving only the Machete Gang and He Yidao standing in the casino.
After Xu Man drove away many gamblers, he stood behind Brother Scar, calmly, as if waiting for Brother Scar's next instruction.
But Hei Laosan and his younger brother did not dare to stand with Xu Man, but stood behind Xu Man.
The noisy sounds in the casino gradually subsided, no one dared to say anything, and what followed was a rare silence. You know, the casino is not closed all day long, so it will never be quiet at any time.
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A solemn scene like this, in which He Yidao confronted about a hundred or so people in front of him, had not happened many times.
It's almost nighttime now, and the sky is getting dark. Although the casino is smoky, luckily it's brightly lit.
After the group of gamblers dispersed, the empty casino seemed particularly spacious.
Brother Scar gradually relaxed his guard after seeing so many people coming, but his eyes kept staring at He Yidao. He always felt that the man in front of him was looking at him, although the black curtain covered He Yidao's eyes, making it impossible for him to confirm.
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He Yidao faced off with the crowd, and there was a tense atmosphere between He Yidao and the crowd. Although most of the people in front of him were street gangsters, and the only real masters were Dao Scar and Xu Man, but even if there were too many ants, he could
Killing an elephant by chewing it. Even so many people cannot be underestimated.
"Xu Man." Brother Scar called Xu Man behind him.
"Brother Scar." Xu Man approached Scar.
"This kid not only blocks our way to make money, but he also looks down on me." Brother Scar handed the knife in his hand to the person next to him, with a very clear meaning that he didn't intend to do it.
"Okay, Brother Scar, let me help you teach him a lesson." Xu Man said as he was about to step forward to take action.
"Wait." Brother Scar stopped him.
"What's wrong, Brother Scar?" Xu Man was puzzled.
"You are my most important confidant and my most trusted brother. Don't do anything. Just watch from the side." Brother Scar turned his head and said, "Hei Lao San, come out."
Hei Lao San was called by Brother Scar, and suddenly he trembled. He was obviously frightened, "Brother Scar, I...I can't beat him."
Hei Laosan naturally knew how powerful the young man in front of him was. It was a great blessing that he had not killed him before! If he allowed himself to fight with him now, wouldn't he be committing suicide?
Brother Scar ignored him and said to the person next to him: "Go get a dagger and hand it to Hei Lao San and let him stab that person."
"We have so many brothers, so we don't need to be afraid of him alone. Besides, if this person hurts Hei Laosan, he has hurt my brother from the Machete Gang. Anyone who hurts my brother should be repaid a hundredfold!"
"I want Hei Laosan to take revenge himself. As long as the man in front of me dares to take action, we will kill him together!"
When everyone behind Brother Scar heard these words, how could they not be excited, "Anyone who hurts my brother should be repaid a hundredfold!"
At this time, a man handed over a dagger and put it in Hei Laosan's hand.
"Hei Lao San, don't be afraid. Go up and stab him. There are so many brothers behind you, so don't be afraid of him. I'll just see if he dares to fight back!"
When Hei Laosan heard Brother Scar say this, even if he was reluctant in his heart, he could only move forward helplessly. The hand holding the dagger was trembling all the time. He knew clearly that his life and death were no longer in his control.
Now it is impossible to withdraw.
He could only hope that the young man in front of him would be frightened by the people behind him and would not dare to take action, and then be stabbed several times by him easily...
He Yidao looked at the indignation of the group of people and wanted to laugh a little, but he had to admire Scar for still thinking of boosting morale under such circumstances and making everyone share the same hatred.
"Your hands are shaking, you can't stab someone." He Yidao looked at Hei Lao San who was walking slowly and reminded him with a smile.
When Hei Laosan heard what He Yidao said, his hand shook again, and he almost dropped the dagger on the ground. Hei Laosan walked even slower, and his legs were shaking...
"Aren't you afraid?" Hei Laosan asked in a trembling voice. When he heard He Yidao's voice, he was still as calm as before, without any emotion.
"Why should I be afraid?" He Yidao asked.
Hei Laosan knew that he had no way to retreat. As long as he retreated, Brother Scar would definitely kill him without hesitation, and then told everyone: People who don't even dare to take revenge are not worthy of being our brothers!
Then Brother Scar will use his own death to cast everyone's hatred on He Yidao.
"I'll fight!" Hei Laosan gritted his teeth, and suddenly there was a strong force in his body. He held the dagger and stabbed it like He Yidao.
He Yidao raised his right hand and used his own original knife grabbing technique to snatch the dagger from Hei Laosan's hand.
Hei Laosan's hand holding the dagger was trembling a little, but it was easier to take away the dagger.
He Yidao flipped his palm and drew a beautiful arc in the air, and that arc happened to pass through Hei Laosan's neck.
Quietly, casually, and extremely fast, Hei Laosan fell down with his eyes wide open. Only the red line between his neck showed a different color.
"I told you not to play with knives in front of me, but you just didn't listen." He Yidao no longer looked at Hei Lao San lying on the ground, but looked at Brother Scar.
Brother Scar didn't see He Yidao's technique clearly, so he didn't react for a while. Even the people behind him and Xu Man did the same.
"Go ahead. I'll tell you what guarantee I'll give you," He Yidao said.
"Brothers, come on! Avenge Hei Laosan!" Xu Man shouted.
"Come on..."
"superior……"
Suddenly, about a hundred people rushed towards He Yidao with knives in their hands.
The dagger in He Yidao's hand seemed to have eyes and life in his hand, and it was constantly flying in the crowd. It was said to be a simple movement, but it was very elegant. It was said to be a complicated flip, but it was also very...
Light.
The dagger became very elegant, but it was full of dangers. Every time the knife was shaken in the hand, a bloody red line would be drawn. Gradually, the originally bright dagger was gradually dyed red.
Viewed from a distance, He Yidao's dagger skills are very exquisite, like a dagger master who has practiced for decades. However, the steps under his feet are very unbearable, stumbling as if he will be tripped by another foot at any time.
Quite the same, but every step he took was in a very good position, and he would avoid the fatal blows of those machetes.
Such an unbearable pace is as good as having never learned any footwork, without any sense of beauty.
But just by relying on this pace, he avoided being hurt again and again.
He Yidao basically stood there, waiting for everyone to attack. He did not choose to take the initiative. He knew that his footwork was not superb enough to be able to shuttle among hundreds of people at will. Moreover, he had not practiced any footwork.