The years when I was an old man

"Master is right, I am indeed Qianshou. But I would like to ask you, Master, if I win the bet with Qianshou, Second Master can renege on the debt. Then if others don't pay Qianshou, should he pay back the money he owes?" What about for others?"

Huo Yuhan frowned.

"what money?"

Before I could speak, Zheng Cheng, who was standing beside Zheng Ruhuan, suddenly interjected:

"Uncle, Second Master once owed a sum of money at our venue. But it happened a few years ago, and our Zheng family and elder brother will always be on good terms. We don't plan to ask for this money anymore. But he... ..."

As he spoke, Zheng Cheng pointed at me.continued:

"This kid came to Bashu to take over our Boss Zheng's position. As soon as he heard that the second master owed money, he made a promise in public, no matter what elder brother's association or someone else. No one can owe me money... "

As soon as Zheng Cheng finished speaking, Luan Quan adjusted his glasses and said with a smile:

"Actually, this is normal. I hope the uncle can understand. After all, Mr. Chu has just arrived in Bashu, and he is eager to establish his prestige. But asking for this money really has nothing to do with us!"

These two bastards sang together, and the yin and yang pushed me to the front.

But all of this doesn't matter to me.

Huo Yuhan ignored the two of them, looked at Zheng Ruhuan seriously, and asked:

"Boss Zheng, what do you think about this?"

Just as Zheng Ruhuan was about to speak, I squeezed the sunglasses in my hand and said first:

"Master, don't ask Mr. Zheng. Since Mr. Zheng has asked me to take over his company, now I have the final say on this matter! You can either pay back the money or chop off your hands. Second master, you choose yourself!"

With that said, I took out my phone and quickly sent a message.

Huo Yuhan didn't speak, and the second master beside him was furious.

He took two steps forward, raised his palm towards me, and roared angrily:

"You want to chop off my hands? Come on, I'll give you my hands now!"

Looking at Second Master, the corners of my mouth turned up and I smiled coldly.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you!"

As soon as my words fell, the door opened wide.

I saw a group of people appearing at the door.

Standing in the middle is the tower-like Old Hei.

In his hand, he was also carrying a black lacquered iron axe.

And standing next to him was the unkempt dumb.

The rusty sickle in his hand was tightly held in his hand.

Master Hong and Square Seven stood behind the crowd with a few women.

Uncle Huo was still as stable as Mount Tai, looked at Tang Lang, and said with a smile:

"Tang Lang, we've known each other for a long time. I trust you, and I'm here to attend your teacher's ceremony today, so we didn't bring anyone with us. But which song are you singing? Hongmen Banquet?"

Tang Lang looked a little embarrassed.

I know very well that Tang Lang lives in Bashu, and he has conflicts with Gelaohui.

For Rongmen in Rongcheng, it is definitely not a wise move.

Before Tang Lang could speak, I walked into the middle of the hall.

As soon as I raised my hand, Niu Lao's little golden knife appeared in my hand.

Looking at Uncle Huo, I said loudly:

"Uncle Huo, you don't need to rely on your elder brother's power to dominate others. To be honest, today's matter has nothing to do with Tang Lang. The little golden knife in my hand was a gift from his master Niu Lao. Seeing a golden knife is like seeing a real person, Brother Tang has no way to refuse me. Even if you have any dissatisfaction now, there is no need to treat others, everything is for me!"

After speaking, I took another look, then clasped my hands together and said to the people around me:

"Everyone is a respectable person from every sect in Rongcheng. You have also heard that the second master of the elder brother's association just said that he would give me the palm of this loss. The second master is upright, and he will do what he says. Then I will not be polite. , I would like to ask everyone to be a witness. I will accept his palm today on the sixth day of the junior high school!"

The second master was clearly a threat just now, but I took advantage of the pole to climb up and forced his threat into a willingness to gamble and admit defeat.

No matter how beautiful I say it, no one wants to offend the Gelaohui.

Everyone in the hall was silent, and no one was willing to speak.

Whether they support it or not doesn't matter to me.What I want is to be famous as a teacher.

As soon as I finished speaking, I slowly raised my hand, looked at Second Master, and said coldly:

"Old black!"

"Little Sixth Master, Old Hei is here!"

"It's time to collect the bill!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Lao Hei grinning and laughing dryly.

His grin was ferocious, and looking at him gave people a sense of terror.

Lao Hei walked towards the second master step by step, and the mute followed closely behind, holding a sickle.

At this time, the second master grabbed a teapot, stared at Old Hei with wide eyes.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense for a while.

No one knows what will happen next.

You know, the second master is the second master of the Ge Laohui after all.

If people chopped off their hands in public, what face would the Brotherhood have?

But the uncle remained calm, he sat there as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Lao Hei came to the second master, he pointed to the teapot in his hand and shouted angrily:

"lay down!"

The second master still looked at Lao Hei with an angry face.

Seeing that Lao Hei slowly picked up the axe, stared at the second master, and said again:

"Say it one last time, put it down. Otherwise, today will not be a matter of one hand!"

Old Hei's height is more than a head taller than Second Master's.

Coupled with his burly figure and the ax in his hand, he just looked down at the second master like this.

With such a huge sense of oppression, even the second master, who was used to seeing bloody storms, unexpectedly showed a trace of timidity at this moment.

"No, don't let me go, right? I'll kill you..."

While speaking, the mute raised his sickle and was about to strike.

This is also where the mute is different from others. He never moves without warning.

Even if the two are talking, he will suddenly make a move.

The moment the sickle was raised above his head, there was a "clang", and the teapot in Er Ye's hand fell to the ground.

And Lao Hei grabbed Second Master's wrist and pressed it on the table.

Raising the broad ax with one hand, it was about to chop towards the wrist.

Just as Second Master was about to struggle, the mute's sickle immediately touched his throat.

You don't need the dumb to do anything, as long as the second master moves, his throat will be cut.

For a while, the hall was silent.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror.

Facing the second master of his elder cousin, a group of desperate youths really wanted to chop off his hands.

"Wait a moment!"

Huo Yuhan suddenly spoke.

At this time, his face was gloomy, with a look of forbearance.

"How much does he owe, I bought this hand!"