The years when I was an old man

I have heard many legends about listening to the dice party.

As early as the beginning of the last century, the Ting Sic Party had sprung up and became famous.

However, with the continuous improvement of dice cup technology, the living space of Nanyue Dice Party has been repeatedly compressed, and its presence in Qianmen has become less and less.

After that, Ting Dice Party worked hard in other aspects, and began to study the techniques of throwing, shaking, throwing, changing, and stealing.

This also allowed the Dice Party to rise again and become a force that cannot be ignored in Qianmen.

I never thought that I would be an enemy of Ting Sic Party.

But I will not be afraid of the threat of Dice Yang.

I slowly walked up to Dice Yang, and asked indifferently:

"Listen, Dice Yang. Let me ask again, where is Qin Sihai?"

Dice Yang gritted his teeth and looked at me, and said bitterly:

"I told you, I don't know!"

"Don't say yes?"

Dice Yang stuck his neck, looking fearless.

"There is a kind!"

I gave Dice Yang a thumbs up.

Then, turn around and say to the arrangement of square seven:

"Old Fang, go to the kitchen and get me some salt..."

Square Seven agreed, turned around and went downstairs.

Everyone looked at me suspiciously, they didn't know what I was going to do.

In fact, what I want to do is very simple. I want to see if the people who listen to the Dice Party are really like Dice Yang said, they are not afraid of heaven and earth.

Square Seven brought the salt, and took more than half of the basin.

Put the pot on the table, and the white salt grains inside are shining with crystal light.

I looked at Dice Yang again, and asked calmly:

"Have you figured it out? Where is Qin Sihai?"

Dice Yang's eyes started to flicker, he didn't dare to look at me.

And when I walked in front of him, the hand with the severed finger was still bleeding.

"I don't want to know now. But the matter between us should come to an end. Brother Yong's matter, you did it, right?"

Dice Yang still didn't speak, but I continued:

"Is it you who gave me a trick, right? You were the one who picked on the Bai family, right? You were the one who threatened me with my friends? We've won this account!"

As I said that, I raised my hand and grabbed Dice Yang's disabled hand.

"What are you going to do?"

There was a hint of fear in Dice Yang's eyes.

He struggled desperately, but unfortunately it was useless, the square seven held him tightly.

Grabbing his disabled hand, I slammed his hand into a basin full of salt.

The white salt was immediately stained red with blood, and spread little by little in the basin.

And Dice Yang's hands were covered with grains of salt.

At this moment, Dice Yang screamed "Aw".

The cry was shrill and terrifying, and those who heard it were terrified.

And Dice Yang's eyes were cracked, and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.

The whole person seemed to be shocked by an electric shock, shaking his body non-stop.

At the end of the shouting, no sound could be made.

Those who are on the rooftop today are all people from the rivers and lakes.

Everyone is used to seeing swords and swords, fighting to the death.

But when they saw the scene in front of them, they all frowned worriedly.

Some were a little timid, and simply turned their heads away, not daring to look any further.

Dice Yang's hand was constantly stirred by me in the basin.

I coldly looked at him who was in pain and twisted, without any pity in my heart.

I know that some people will think I'm cold-blooded and heartless, but I don't care.

Because no one knows what it was like when I witnessed my father's severed arms and legs, bleeding through the gauze, and dying in front of me.

No one even knew the helplessness that almost made me feel desperate when I was hunted down.

All these, I have never complained a word.

Because I know, this is the arena.

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive.

It is Dice Yang who is being tortured by me today, and it may be me who is being tortured tomorrow.

But there is no way, since he has chosen Jianghu, he has also chosen a road that is destined to have no turning back.

Cold sweat dripped into the bright red salt basin, Dice Yang exhausted all his strength, and squeezed out two words from his mouth:

"I said……"

Diamond Seven let go of the dice Yang, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Let's deal with him!"

The severed finger was washed with cold water, and his wound was simply bandaged.

Sitting on the ground, dizzy Dice Yang said slowly:

"I only know that Qin Sihai should be in Nanyue. I really don't know where exactly..."

Southern Guangdong?

As the gambling king of Kanto, how could Qin Sihai go to Nanyue?

I looked at Dice Yang in puzzlement, trying to judge the authenticity of what he said from his expression.

"When did you come to Kanto? Why did you pretend to be Qin Sihai?"

I asked.

"Eight years ago, at that time, I didn't know Qin Sihai at all. I only heard of his name. At that time, he was already the king of gambling in Kanto. One day, our leader called me and said that there was a You have to teach me how to do important things. It was also on that day that I met Qin Sihai. The two of us are the same height, similar in figure, and even have similar auras. The moment we saw Qin Sihai, Qin Sihai turned to Kui Nodding his head in satisfaction, he said it was me..."

The boss that Dice Yang mentioned was a special name for the boss of the Dice Party.

Unexpectedly, Qin Sihai had such a close relationship with the Dice Party.