Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Seeing that Qian Lin and the two were handsome and imposing, the woman couldn't help but hesitate in her heart: "But..."

At this moment, a strong man who looked to be about 40 or [-] years old sitting at the most central round table suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Since my little brother dares to come here, do you have silver taels with you?"

Qian Qing said: "I brought silver taels, but I didn't bring much."

After finishing speaking, Qianqing fumbled in her sleeve and found a palm-sized money bag.

Throw it casually, and throw it on the table, making a heavy sound.

The strong man's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "What's the point of just looking at it, little brother, let some of us play cards with you, what do you think?"

Qian Qing pretended to be embarrassed and said, "But I don't know how to play cards."

"It doesn't matter, the rules are simple, and you can know it as soon as you hear it." The big man increased his chips and said: "For the first three rounds, you don't need to pay if you lose. You will start counting from the fourth round. The previous ones are just for you to practice."

Seeing Qianqing's young age and rich family background, others said, "Young master is so smart, you don't have to worry about it."

"The long night is long, so I have to have fun like this."

"Come, come, I'll pour a glass of hot wine for you two."

Everyone talked to each other, and surrounded Qianqing and Lin Zichu to the round table in the middle.

Many people put down the bamboo cards in their hands, stood not far away, watched Qianqing's bulging purse, and swallowed.

Qian Qing said: "Since that's the case, it's disrespectful."

After finishing speaking, he and Lin Zichu sat at the two corners of the round table respectively.

The strong man asked, "I don't know how to call you two?"

Qianqing replied: "Just call me Qianqing."

Lin Zichu raised his eyes slightly, and wrote lightly, "My surname is Lin."

The brawny man complimented him twice: "Long-awaited, long-awaited."

I felt a little strange, why did I seem to have heard of the name Qianqing somewhere?

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the night is bitingly cool.

The gloomy wind gusts in the frozen forest wasteland, and the trees succumb to the severe cold, curling up their leaves, and enduring the climate of this continent with difficulty.

In towns, people huddled together and fell asleep quietly.

Only the restaurant at the entrance is still noisy inside.

It was almost midnight.

From time to time, people gasped in disbelief on the second floor.

"How……"

As he got closer, he finally heard what the shocked people in the room said.

"How... how is it possible!"

"No way!" Someone held his head and looked up to the sky and shouted wildly: "How can this young man be so powerful!"

I saw Qianqing on the round table smiling all over her face, with a pleasing appearance.

The strong men sitting opposite had pale faces.Only then did they realize that the fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in front of them might not be as simple as it seemed.

The strong men looked at the cards in their hands, looked at each other in unison, and nodded slowly.

One of them spread out the bamboo cards in his hand, and said in his mouth: "I admit defeat. It's terrible, I'm really unlucky today, I haven't won a single game."

Qian Qing said: "Acceptance, acquiescence. Brother, don't you want to gamble?"

The strong man's face twitched, and he said: "Most of my money is stuffed into your pocket, how can you stop playing?"

Qian Qing said: "Then sit down and don't block the light."

"We won't play like this again in the next lap." The strong man fumbled for a while, then took out all the money on his body and put it on the table.Pushing forward, he said, "There are too few silver taels, so it's not fun to play. The next round will determine the winner or loser, how about it?"

Qian Qing said: "This is not good, what if you lose again..."

"Nonsense, nonsense!"

"Stinky brat throwing shit!"

Before Qian Qing could finish speaking, the strong men in front of her jumped up, shouting angrily like a thunderbolt, choking back what Qian Qing was about to say.

Qian Qing smiled and said: "Okay, even if I fart. In order to make up for the others, I agreed to come down. But I don't know what Linxiong wants?"

Lin Zichu said softly: "It's all up to you."

"Okay!" Qian Qing put the silver she won just now on the table, and opened her purse.

The silver light in the purse was shining, and the hearts of others were beating fast when they saw it.

Qian Qing said: "Just do as you say."

……

In the restaurant, the noisy crowd gradually became quieter.

It was less than a quarter of an hour before midnight.

The men and women sitting at the other tables, by coincidence, stood aside holding their breath, watching Qian Lin and the two play cards with the strong man.

I saw Qianqing's indifferent appearance, playing cards at will.

Lin Zichu was expressionless and calm.His fingers are fair, light and graceful.

In contrast, the burly man on the table had a disheveled face, his arms trembled when playing cards, and he dared not play cards for a long time.

Qianqing couldn't help urging, but no one responded.

Qian Qing said in a drawn-out voice: "There are too few silver taels, so it's not fun to play. Why don't we add more chips, and whoever loses in this game should take off all his clothes, how about it? This is the real fun."

A burly man couldn't bear his temper, and flipped the bamboo card in his hand upside down on the table with a 'snap', cursing: "Little brat, the uncle took off his clothes, do you dare to take it?"

The bamboo card in the strong man's hand is made of bamboo wood, with a crisp texture, and it makes a deafening sound when it is patted on the table.

The woman on the side screamed, knowing that this card could not be played, she got up and ran.

Qian Qing stepped on the vacant bench beside her with her right foot, and said, "Let's not talk about whether you dare to accept the clothes, but I will never accept the underpants of you guys." A look of distaste appeared: "Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting."

"Ah," the burly man roared angrily, raised his hand and overturned the round table.

The wine jars and wine glasses on the table fell down one after another, smashing to pieces on the ground.

Qianqing and Lin Zichu got up at the same time, and took a step back.

"Brothers," the brawny man pulled out a scimitar from his waist, pointed at Qian Lin, and said, "Take these two brats down!"

"Yes!"

I saw dozens of strong men around, roaring and rushing towards the center.

They were numerous and powerful, and of strong physique.Compared with Qian Lin's two thin and tall young men, they are really like Xiong Zhen and Ling Niao. As long as they have long eyes on their faces, they can see that the gap between the two is too big.

Seeing this, some people even yelled in horror, ran out of the restaurant, and said: "It's terrible, people are going to die!"

Qianqing and Lin Zichu had their backs pressed against each other.Hearing this, he sneered and said, "Brother Lin, did you hear that?"

"Ok?"

"We have to be merciful, but it's better not to kill people."

The big man in front of him roared angrily: "You little bastard is so rampant. Hehe, do you still want to get out of here after drinking my wine? Obediently hand over your silver taels, and the uncle may let you live."

While talking, the machete in the big man's hand slashed at Qianqing.

Instead of hiding, Qianqing stepped forward to meet her.He opened his hands, palms facing each other, and stood there with a calm expression, his head completely exposed under the scimitar.

This time, the burly man holding the knife was stunned, and he said that Qian Qing was a fool.Although the strong man has killed countless people and is full of evil, he still has room for change, and he is unwilling to kill lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.It's just that although he wanted to withdraw his hand, the scimitar fell very fast and it was difficult to take it back.The shining big knife in his hand slashed towards Qian Qing's face without hesitation.

But when the scimitar slashed in the air and fell between Qianqing's hands, for some reason, he suddenly encountered an invisible obstacle.

The strong man only felt that the blade touched something extremely strong, and it firmly stuck the heavy machete in his hand.

Before he knew what happened, Qian Qing clenched her hands tightly and pushed forward forcefully, pushing the big man back more than ten steps.

Now, Qian Qing and Lin Zichu occupy two corners of the room respectively, they can use it to their heart's content without getting in the way.

The big man struggled to resist, but was still pushed back by Qianqing, he was secretly surprised, and wanted to lift the knife again.

Qianqing didn't give him this chance.He turned his hands forward and tied the scimitar with spider silk.

This seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it was extremely forceful, with a strangle and pull, the handle of the knife in the big man's hand couldn't help moving, the blade tilted sideways, and turned to face the other person.

Qian Qing loosened her left hand slightly, and exerted force with her right hand, the handle of the knife came out of the big man's hand, and Qian Qing picked it up in her hand.

This scimitar weighed nearly thirty catties, Qianqing carried it like nothing.

He smiled and said, "Didn't you invite me to drink?"

The big man was suddenly taken away from his weapon. He was stunned for a moment, pretended to be calm, and shouted: "Boy, I put some blood in my drink that makes people muddy."

If you know the potion that makes you weak..."

Before she finished speaking, two big men rushed to Qianqing's left and wanted to sneak attack Qianqing.

Qianqing's arm trembled, and she said in her mouth, "Go!"

The scimitar tied with spider silk, under Qianqing's swing, like an arm and a finger, cut across the big man beside him.

The two big men who were sneaking up, grasped the sharp knives with both hands, and slashed downward.Seeing Qianqing's saber approaching, she didn't retreat.

It was only when the sharp knife met Qianqing's blade that he realized how powerful Qianqing's swing was.

The two strong men screamed, their tiger's mouths were numb with pain, and they could hardly hold the knife. After holding on for a moment, they let go together.The two sharp knives were thrown out, and the two strong men also fell backwards suddenly, hitting the ground on their hips, and they were thrown off their feet.

The restaurant was suddenly in chaos, and screams and screams could be heard.Qian Qing didn't care, he held the spider thread in his palm, wrapped the handle of the knife with the spider thread, and dragged the scimitar over.

Then, as if he found it interesting, he used the spider silk as the center of the circle, waved his arms, and spun behind his back.

The rotation speed is extremely fast, gradually making the scimitar invisible.

In Qianqing's hands, this scimitar was no longer a sharp weapon for killing people, but turned into a clay toy.

It's just that when the scimitar spun behind Qianqing, it still reflected a snow-white fierce light, and the sharp wind blowing from the blade blew on the face, which was shocking.

For a while, no one dared to step forward.

"Okay!" Qianqing shouted: "So you drugged the wine. It's just that you didn't know what kind of indiscriminate drug you used, and it didn't work at all!"

Qianqing's eyes sparkled, he let go of his palm, and held the rotating scimitar in his palm.

Stretch your right arm backwards, and after aiming, make a throwing motion suddenly.

The scimitar was like a flying arrow, shooting towards the east pillar.

There was only a "clang" sound, and the blade was like a knife cutting tofu, and the handle sank into the cylinder.

The strong man looked back at his weapon, saw that the place where the weapon hit the cylinder was quite high, and it was difficult to get it back for a while, he couldn't help being furious, and cursed: "You ruined my weapon, brat, I won't let you stay today. It’s hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!”