The years when I was an old man

Chapter 1892 Flying flowers like knives

Mr. Liu ignored the old accountant and looked around the whole place casually.

The moment he saw Huo Yutong, he was slightly startled.

Huo Yutong also looked at him, and the two of them just stared at each other, but neither of them spoke.

After a while, I heard Mr. Liu sigh with emotion and say:

"Who said beauty never grows old, but she has never seen a white heart!"

I seemed to understand this, but I didn't dare to ask Mr. Liu.

"Where is Huang Shigong? Doesn't he always want to see me?"

Master Liu turned to look at Zhaixing Zhang and asked.

Zhaixing Zhang Ze immediately cupped his hands into fists and replied:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. I was just invited to judge the competition. I don't know the whereabouts of Mr. Huang at all!"

Master Liu laughed again and said slowly:

"Judgment? I seem to have forgotten that you are known as the best judge in the world, and you have always shown fairness and justice. I would like to ask you, how should this round be calculated?"

Master Liu pointed at the card table and asked slowly.

Reaching for the Stars Zhang Ze immediately replied:

"This game is a private life-and-death bet between Mr. Gu and Mr. Chu. Everything today follows Qianmen Rules. Respect the ideas of both people and never favor anyone..."

Master Liu laughed loudly, and he held the hand of the crutch harder.

"You're not biased. You two designed it at the same time. I asked, why is it said that both of them lost their hands in a draw?"

Although Zhaixing Zhang was polite, his tone was cold.

"In the Game of Thousand Gates, there are many rules. This game is exactly..."

Before he could say anything else, Mr. Liu immediately raised his hand and interrupted him.

"Qianmen? You keep saying Qianmen. Let me ask you, can you, Zhang Xingxing, represent Qianmen, or can Huang Shigong represent Qianmen? Or can these so-called Lan Dao people here represent Qianmen? ?”

Zhaixingzhang frowned slightly and couldn't help but asked:

"What does Mr. Zhang mean by this?"

Master Liu tapped his cane gently on the edge of the card table and then said:

"It's very simple. The start of this game was wrong, so how can we say it is fair and just? Therefore, this game cannot be counted. Zhaixingzhang, is it okay for me to say this?"

Zhaixing Zhang was startled for a moment, and he looked at Mr. Liu with some confusion.

"Uncle Zhang!"

The old accountant stood up again, looked at Mr. Liu, and said in a sinister tone:

"You are a leader of thousands of sects, a senior respected by thousands of sects. Now in order to favor your apprentice who has lost, you are confusing right and wrong and saying that the bet does not count. Think about it, your words are worthy of Is your Qianmen status worthy of your Qianxie title?"

Master Liu turned his head sharply and looked at the old accountant.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed his cane at the other party.

At the same time, a spinning poker was seen, cutting through the air and flying towards the old accounting room.

The pen is long and short, all this is just a moment.

Accompanied by a "swish" sound, before the old accountant could react.

The playing card struck the left side of his face like a sharp blade.

The old accountant immediately fell down on his chair, and the blood on his face flowed out.

"I told you a long time ago that you have no right to speak here!"

Mr. Liu is still the same Mr. Liu as before.

He laughs, curses, and behaves erratically.

Perhaps because of this, he got the title of "evil".

But I have mixed feelings in my heart. Mr. Liu has never mentioned this skill of flying cards to me, let alone taught me.

On the contrary, I later met Mr. Wu, who taught me this life-saving method.

"Brother Zhang, how long has it been since we last met?"

Just as the old accountant was glaring at Mr. Liu, Huang Shigong's figure slowly walked out from the escalator above the pavilion.

As before, Huang Shigong still looked rich and powerful.

Beside him were fat and thin attendants.

Mr. Liu raised his head and the two looked at each other, their eyes complex and mysterious.

After a while, Mr. Liu slowly spoke, but his voice was extremely cold.

"It seems like we haven't seen each other since the day Mello was defeated!"

"Yeah, it's been almost twenty years now. Alas, time is not forgiving, we are all old..."

Huang Shigong sighed with emotion, then looked at Gu Ziliu and me at the card table, and said:

"Not only have these young people grown up, but they have also joined the card table. The elegance of Qian Shu is no less than that of you and Merlot back then!"

Mr. Liu didn't say anything. Huang Shigong stroked the railing, looked at our card table, and continued to sigh:

"You and I, brothers, haven't seen each other for so many years. We should have reminisced about old times. But the game is over, and the winner must be determined. I know that Brother Zhang, you are a devoted lover and want to save this game. But Brother Zhang, you don't know. Yes, this is a game within a game!"

Master Liu frowned, looked at me and Gu Ziliu in confusion, and asked Huang Shigong:

"What do you mean by that?"

"Do you really think the two of them are going to bet on this life-and-death situation? No, this is the two of them colluding in private, trying to use this life-and-death situation to force you out. Your apprentice got some truth in order to see you. And I have raised you since I was a child. The eldest, Gu Ziliu, wanted to know his life experience. The two of them had the same purpose, so they naturally hit it off..."

As soon as Huang Shigong's words came out, I was shocked and immediately looked up at Gu Ziliu.

You know, this game was indeed agreed upon privately by Gu Ziliu and I.

Therefore, when Mr. Liu appeared, Gu Ziliu and I looked at each other.

Because we feel that the situation is settled.

As for how to break the tie that is also the result of two handicaps, we have already made calculations in advance.

But now, Huang Shigong actually knows our situation clearly.

"Gu Ziliu!"

I shouted at him in disappointment.