The years when I was an old man

Chapter 255 Brocade Hanging 8 Styles

Looking at this person, I said calmly:

"Sir, you said it yourself, three cents and fifty cents is not too little. And I gave you two hundred, why don't you like it?"

The man sat on the cold bench, twirled the pipa a few times with his fingers casually, and said slowly:

"Listen to the pipa and enjoy it. Listen to my song, both sides!"

two parties?

I couldn't help being taken aback.

Two parties can be [-].

In the middle of the night, listening to him sing a few lines cost [-] yuan?

This is not singing, this is robbery!

But in my heart, I faintly felt that something was wrong.

A hangzimen who is nearly sixty years old.

In the middle of the night, he actually followed me and sang.

This seems a little too abnormal.

Thinking of this, I have faintly realized who the other party is.

Only now, I'm not sure yet.

"I'm sorry, the two sides don't have one, just two hundred. Counting nine cold days, it's enough for you to buy a pot of warm wine to dispel the wind and cold..."

With that said, I turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, the man sneered and said:

"Eat free food, listen to Baiqu. Want to leave after listening? Can you leave?"

The voice fell.

I saw the man stand up.

Pointing to the ground, he jerked upwards.

In the night sky, a gloomy white light drew a beautiful arc in midair.

then.

"Clap".

The thing hit me on the forehead.

I suddenly felt pain and coldness on my forehead.

snow block!

The snow that the man kicked was extremely fast.

It was so fast that I didn't react at all, and he hit me on the forehead with precision.

For a while, I was furious.

This is too much deceit!

My right hand hangs slightly, and a steel card slips out of my hand.

With a flick of the wrist, the steel plate flew out immediately.

Breaking the wind and spinning, there was a slight "swish" sound in the air.

This time, I used a lot of strength.

Seeing the steel plate, he was about to hit this man.

But what I didn't expect was that the man raised his hand.

The thumb and middle finger were slightly moved together, and they pinched the steel plate firmly.

And his strength was just right.

The steel plate was actually between his fingers and continued to spin.

This hand, I was dumbfounded when I saw it.

The man looked disdainful, and the steel plate in his hand flew out at will.

Looking at me, he said provocatively:

"Wu Lao Yao taught you the flying cards in your hand?"

Wu Lao Yao?

He was talking about Old Wu.

I never knew that old man Wu actually had such a nickname.

"Do you know Mr. Wu?"

The corner of the man's mouth rose, and he snorted coldly.

"Returning to Mr. Wu? He is also worthy? He is just a rumor dog full of nonsense!"

rumor dog?

This person seemed to be quite dissatisfied with old Mr. Wu.

What he said was also ugly.

But I already guessed who he is.

"You are the one who Mr. Wu asked me to find, and bet against you?"

The man still had a cold face, and asked me:

"What else did he say?"

"I didn't say anything else. I just said that you are very mean. It's Uncle Zhong nicknamed 98!"

I repeated what Old Wu said.

In fact, when old Mr. Wu told me.

I was curious in my heart, how could there be such a nickname as 98.

However, this is clearly a compliment.

The man listened, but was furious.

"What did you say? You say it again?"

For a moment, I couldn't help but froze.

Is there anything wrong with my words?

Looking at his angry expression, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

Old Mr. Wu is an old thing.

For his own pleasure, he tricked me again.

98, written from top to bottom, is the word "miscellaneous".

Let me call him Uncle Zhong again.

Isn't this calling this person a bastard?

I secretly groaned in my heart.

What is the relationship between these two people? .seven

One secretly scolded the other party as a bastard, and the other called the other party a rumored dog.

As a result, I was also involved.

I was thinking.

The man walked towards me slowly.

At the same time, he said bitterly:

"You follow Wu Yaogou and don't learn well. Today, I will teach you a lesson for him!"

I was startled and couldn't help taking two steps back.

This man is a master at hanging sub-doors.

My tricks in twos and threes are not worth mentioning in front of him.

And what I said just now has already stimulated him.

This time, he will definitely not let me go.

My mind is spinning, and I must not let him touch me.

In desperation, I immediately stretched out my hand and made a stop motion.

"Wait a minute! This was told to me by Old Wu, and it has nothing to do with me!"

"You guys are like dogs!"

The man didn't listen to my explanation at all.

"No, no, I'm not with him. He's cheated me many times. Besides, I'm going through Qianmen. Old Wu asked me to find you to bet against you. Don't you dare to bet with me? , are you going to use force with me?"

I spoke hastily.

The aggressive method is not a good aggressive method.

But sometimes, often such low-level tricks can achieve different results.

Sure enough, the man stopped.looked at me and asked:

"Okay, I'll bet you. If you lose, you have to do two things!"

"Which two?"

"First, cut off Wu Yaogou's hair for me. And, make him think he is Yaogou..."

I am a little dumbfounded.

The gamble between the two of us, but the old head Wu has become a gamble.

"What about the second thing?"

"Second, after losing, you have to withdraw from Qianmen and bid farewell to Lan Dao. From then on, you are not allowed to gamble again. If you dare to break your promise, I will know that you still dare to gamble. I will definitely cut off your hands and let you live for the rest of your life." in pain!"

As I listened, I couldn't help being surprised.

But at the same time, it's also a little confusing.

I just promised old Mr. Wu and played an ordinary game.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's bet.

It actually made me quit Qianmen and never gamble again.

Why did he do this?

"Then what if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will teach you the 'Eight Styles of Brocade Hanging'. You will not suffer..."

Brocade hanging eight styles?

I've never heard that name.

Old Mr. Wu told me.

If I win this person, I will definitely get something unexpected.

But I don't know how the opponent's thousand skills are.

Now I'm betting against Qianmen by withdrawing from Qianmen, I can't do it.

Thinking of this, I shook my head and said:

"Sorry, I don't accept this bet!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the other party sneered.

"Don't accept it? That's easier. I'll cripple your hands now. After I see you, what bet will I use?"

The voice did not fall.

The other party stepped forward and tried to grab my arm.

I hurriedly raised my hand, and a knife flashed between my fingers.

Running towards the opponent's wrist, he swiped across.

I thought I was moving fast.

Unexpectedly, he just raised his hand.

Then he was grateful for the soft arm and the knife in his hand.

It also slipped down and fell into the hands of this person.

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