ten steps one kill

For fierce.

It should have been a promising young man.

The shop waiter next to him seemed to see the doubt on his face, so he leaned into his ear and said in a low voice: "Look, that guest officer just lost a bet in Qiongxiao Palace, losing a hand."

"... Can body, hair and skin be used as gambling money?"

Before he could ask a question, there was another burst of laughter from upstairs, the voice was hoarse, like an elderly person, but the tone was frivolous and naughty like a young man, it sounded quite discordant, but It also looks quite unique and memorable.

Yan Qianfan was shocked again, he also remembered this voice, it belonged to a swordsman surnamed Lu Minggan, who was also one of his defeated opponents in the ring.This Lu Wan was over fifty years old, with gray hair, but a child-like craziness, and extremely weird swordsmanship, in order to defeat him, Yan Qianfan really spent a lot of effort.

The shop waiter went to Yan Qianfan again and explained: "Did you hear that, the one who just laughed just now is the customer who won the bet. The hand of the loser, that scene is really... ouch...it takes several buckets of water just to clean up the blood..."

Yan Qianfan stared blankly at Guan Ye being thrown out of the door, Lu Wan's strange smile still echoed in his ears.He frowned and said, "The two must have formed a grudge."

The shop waiter nodded in agreement: "Yes, the loser obviously regretted it. When the winner leaves the gambling house, I'm afraid he will inevitably be sought for revenge."

Yan Qianfan turned to the other party abruptly: "You guys clearly know the consequences, why do you still allow them to use their siblings as gambling money?"

Faced with such righteous questioning, the waiter's facial features were almost twisted into a ball: "Oh, you have wronged me. Before those two masters started gambling, I really persuaded them with kind words, just like at this moment. I advise you not to go upstairs."

Yan Qianfan froze in place.

The waiter raised his eyebrows and said: "Gambling is not like drinking. I have never tasted it. The bigger the game, the happier I am. You two masters love me and I want to find happiness. We are servants and we can stop you." No? To put it bluntly, we Sanxiaolou only care about serving the guest officials as happily as gods, as for the grievances and grievances in the world, we don't care about them at all."

Yan Qianfan was speechless, and only now did he faintly feel that he had really underestimated the chaos in the rivers and lakes, and underestimated the floating hearts and desires in the rivers and lakes.

Ordinary people want to be happy like a fairy, but don't want to bear the pain of the world. There is no such cheap thing in the world.

The hand chopped off by the golden knife seemed to be born on his arm, and the scar as thick as a cup was throbbing with pain.

Seeing that Yan Qianfan remained silent, the waiter raised the corners of his lips, and said with disdain in his complacency, "Guest officer, you understand what I mean now. Those two were just betting in Qiongxiao Palace, and that one Mr. Qianlong has stayed in the Yunxiao Temple on the third floor for several days... I advise you not to provoke him, why waste your good time here."

A pair of mouse-like eyes rolled around, and it seemed that it took a lifetime of conscience to say such words of persuasion.

Feng Guangsheng, who had been silent from the sidelines, also said, "Brother Yan, let's leave for now and think of other ways."

Yan Qianfan raised his head again, and looked at the end of the dark stairs, as if it was a long and deep corridor with a ray of light hidden at the end.

He moved his stiff fingers, reached into the money bag, twisted a piece of broken silver, slowly put it into the palm of the little second hand, then raised his head and said: "Take me to the gambling table."

The waiter in the shop took the silver, and slowly grinned until his face was full of joy: "Oh, guest officer, you are really... Since you have made up your mind, I won't stop you. They say that this hand that has touched gold and silver The gambling luck is prosperous, I wish you a successful start and flourishing every step of the way."

Feng Guangsheng had a serious face, grabbed Yan Qianfan's shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Are you really sure, kid?"

"No." Yan Qianfan left a wry smile, turned around and followed the waiter's footsteps to the gaming table.

Feng Guangsheng could only follow in his footsteps.

The clerk came to a table and whispered to everyone, the crowd parted ways to make an empty seat, and turned their eyes to the new gamblers, showing various expressions in their eyes, some curious, Some contempt, some implied expectations.These undisguised gazes made Yan Qianfan feel chills, as if an invisible hand was holding his shoulders, and he stretched his head into the colorful dyeing vats.

"Guest officer, this way please." The waiter's smile was particularly bright.

Yan Qianfan bit the bullet and sat down.

As soon as Yan Qianfan took his seat, he felt dizzy, and a suffocating smell rushed over his face, as if his nose was covered with a swill-stained rag, the taste was indescribably uncomfortable.

Although the Sanxiao Tower has a fairy-like name, the environment is much worse than the world. Because the doors and windows are closed all year round, the breeze is cut off, and gamblers come and go, leaving a lot of stale air, making the air abnormal. It was sticky, and the tables and chairs also smelled of damp and mildew. There were piles of broken silver on the table, which had passed through many people's pockets.All kinds of flavors kneaded together, beating Yan Qianfan's mind like a heavy hammer.

But besides silver, the gambling table is also full of wine glasses.Most gamblers are addicted to alcohol. They drink heavily when they win, and drink heavily when they lose.But he is not picky at all about whether the wine is good or bad, he just wants to get drunk.Therefore, the wines prepared in the gambling workshop are all low-grade dirty wines, not only do not have the aroma of wine, but also give off bursts of sourness.

Before Yan Qianfan started the game, the color on his face had faded and he became extremely pale, as if he would faint at any moment.

He forced himself to concentrate and looked at the dealer across the table.

The dealer is an unshaven man with a lazy and decadent face, crookedly sunken in the wooden chair, sleepy in his half-closed eyes, playing with the lead dice on the table with one hand, yawning from time to time, half awake.He didn't raise his eyelids slightly until he heard the sound of the wooden chair moving, and looked at the new gambler. His gaze swept from Yan Qianfan's embarrassed face to the bulging money bag in his hand.

Yan Qianfan also took the opportunity to look at the other party, the two gazes seemed to be wrestling on a rope, the more calm the other party was, the more flustered he became.This banker must be well-informed, no less than the shopkeeper who opened a money-seeking shop, he was indifferent to his money bag, but asked in a drawn-out voice, "Does the guest want to bet big or small?" He pulled out two dice from the bottom of his hand and threw them into a porcelain bowl.

The mouth of the bowl is turned upside down, like a bottomless pit, covering the dice into darkness.The dealer pressed the bottom of the bowl with his palm and shook his wrist, and the mouth of the bowl shook with his wrist. The speed was neither too fast nor too slow, just enough for the two dice to roll in the bowl and make a clanging sound.

Yan Qianfan stared at the dealer's hand,

At the same time, several eyes fell on Yan Qianfan, seemingly urging him silently.

Yan Qianfan wiped the sweat from his palms, took out a handful of broken silver from the purse, put it on the table, and said, "It's a small bet."

When the dealer saw Yinzi, he immediately put his fingers together, opened the bowl, and looked down: "Oh, what a coincidence."

The two dice shook respectively, stopped at the four position one after another, and stabilized.

Coincidentally, but Yan Qianfan made a wrong bet.The banker stretched out his hand with a very familiar movement, put the silver he had just twisted out in front of him, then clasped the mouth of the bowl again, and asked while shaking, "Bet big bet small?"

These four simple words, like a chant calling for life, penetrated into Yan Qianfan's ears.

This is the first time in his life that he has been on the gambling table, and it is also the first time he has tasted the taste of gambling. The small table in front of him seems to be more dangerous than the mountains of swords and fires. The outcome is firmly in the palm of your hand.But as long as he sits down at this gambling table, he will put his fate in the hands of others.

Spearmanship can be learned, but courage cannot be learned. His palms were covered with sweat again, and his heart was pounding.

Seeing his silence for a long time, the banker on the opposite side seemed a little impatient, tilted his head from left to right, and urged: "Guest officer, place your bet."

Yan Qianfan reached into the money bag again, this time he took out a little less broken silver than last time, put it gently on the table, and said, "It's a small bet."

The dealer clasped his hand on the bowl without moving, but his serious face suddenly sank, his lazy eyes suddenly sharpened, and he cast his gaze like the tip of a knife at him.

Yan Qianfan felt that something was wrong, his eyes flicked on him, and he asked, "I've already placed a bet, why didn't you reveal it?"

The other party frowned: "Guest officer, are you kidding me?"

"Where, I came here to gamble with sincerity." Yan Qianfan replied without thinking, his voice fell behind, and even he thought it was funny.

He did make all the gamblers around him laugh, except for Feng Guangsheng, whose complexion turned darker, standing behind him with one hand on his shoulder.

The gamblers laughed and sneered: "You have a bag full of silver, but you only bet this little, and you still have the face to come to Sanxiaolou. Why don't you play stones with the kid at the entrance of the village." Here comes an expert from outside the world, who turns out to be a coward, if you can't afford the bet, give up your position."

Yan Qianfan's heart sank, he untied the money bag, dumped half the bag of silver on the table, pushed it forward, and said, "It's a big bet."

The dealer narrowed his eyes into two slits, first glanced at the shining silver, then moved to Yan Qianfan's pale face: "Changed your mind?"

The ending sound of the upward pick made no secret of the irony, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Yan Qianfan repeated in a higher tone: "Bet big!"

The dealer immediately opened the mouth of the bowl, and there seemed to be a sling tied to the rim of the bowl, and the other end was holding Yan Qianfan's nose. The latter finally couldn't hold back, stood up abruptly, and looked into the bowl.

The two dice landed on one and three respectively.

Losing again, he slumped back to his chair, watched helplessly as the other party pushed the silver mountain in front of him into his arms, his heart tightened for some reason, and he stretched out his hand to stop it.

The gamblers laughed louder.

At this time, Yan Qianfan still didn't understand that the gambling table is also a kind of arena, the competition is not martial arts, but determination, the more embarrassing thing than losing in a bet is not being able to lose.

He stretched out his hand halfway, and then slowly retracted it, half because of the remaining reason, and the other half because Feng Guangsheng pulled his shoulder from behind.

He suddenly realized his behavior and heard the ridicule around him, his face turned red and his forehead was sweating.

However, an extremely harsh sentence was mixed into the discussion: "Hey, isn't this Young Master Yan from Zhujianzhuang?"

His neck seemed to be tightened by a rope, and he stopped breathing for a moment.

Feng Guangsheng on the side was already darkened, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "These bastards are bullying too much, I'm going to do it!"

Yan Qianfan was suddenly startled, pressed his hand, turned to him, shook his head and said, "No way. We are here to form an alliance. If it really messes up their situation, there is no alliance to form."

Feng Guangsheng clenched his fists and said, "But you and I don't know how to gamble, how can we fight against these scoundrels and meet that Zhao?"

"This..." Yan Qianfan was at a loss for words.

The banker on the opposite side had lost his patience, waved his hand, and chased people away loudly: "If you don't bet, get out of the way, the next one!"

"I'm the next one." A palm slammed onto the gaming table, shaking the two dice and making ripples in the dirty wine in a row of wine glasses.

Yan Qianfan couldn't believe his ears, and turned his head slowly, just in time to meet a pair of smiling eyes.

"Good sister, it seems that you are in trouble, do you want my brother to help you?"

Yan Qianfan opened his mouth with a face full of astonishment, but his voice stuck in his throat as if stuck in a ball of glue.

During the moment when he was silent, the people around him had already spoken out for him.

Pointing at the arrogant visitor, those gamblers asked in surprise, "It's Liu Hongfeng?"

Liu Hongfeng shrugged his shoulders: "It's strange, is my reputation in the casino so loud?"

Although his words were humble, his actions were completely opposite. When Yan Qianfan stood up in shock, he moved his feet sideways like a crab, moved to the table, and took the latter's place without hesitation. sit down.

Yan Qianfan looked at him with his mouth open.

His figure was already thin, and he looked even smaller when he was squeezed into the crowd. The features on his face were already pale, but they became lighter in the darkness, and even the corners of his cheeks and eyebrows were melted by the dim yellow candles. After he passed, two groups of shadows piled up in his eye sockets, revealing a bit of tiredness that could not be concealed, and his complexion was so pale that it seemed that a layer of flour had floated on it, making him look far less energetic than usual.

But what is strange is that this person stands out from the crowd in this turbid and noisy gambling house like a puddle of mud. Difficult to look away.

There is a class of people who naturally know how to be the focus.

Yan Qianfan finally came back to his senses, bent down and moved closer to Liu Hongfeng, pressed his ear against the latter's ear, and asked in a low voice, "How do you know I'm here? Brother didn't send you here, did he?"

Liu Hongfeng raised the corner of his mouth, and asked back: "Are you afraid that I was sent by your brother to arrest you?"

Yan Qianfan's face froze.

He knew that Zhujianzhuang must be looking for his traces everywhere at this moment, and he hid Mo Xiejian in the mill and came to Sanxiaolou with all his belongings, which was really a desperate and desperate act.

Fear is like a stain on a white wall, even if it's just a small spot, once noticed, it's hard to get it out of sight.Yan Qianfan saw a speck in his vision, and the little bit of luck that was born just now evaporated without a trace.

Liu Hongfeng looked at his pale and blue face, and finally laughed lightly, turned her head to his ear, and whispered: "Don't worry, I just came to the gambling house to have fun, I just happened to see you, not to catch you .”

Yan Qianfan was startled for a moment, then he let out a long sigh of relief, stroked his chest, and asked cautiously: "Then can you help me?"

Liu Hongfeng shrugged: "It depends on whether you trust me or not."

"Are you good at gambling?"

"I don't dare to boast, but my luck has always been good. If you trust me, you might as well bet on me directly."

Feng Guangsheng was right behind Yan Qianfan, and of course he heard what the two of them said, and was about to stop him, when he saw Yan Qianfan take a step ahead, tightened the mouth of the silver bag, and pushed the whole thing into Liu Hongfeng's hands.

Although he gritted his teeth and his fingertips trembled faintly, his movements did not hesitate at all.Even the moment Liu Hongfeng took the money bag, he couldn't help being stunned by his courage, holding the money bag in the air, as if weighing the weight in the bag, and said after a while: "The money is really worth it!" A good thing, just weighing it makes one feel happy."

Although Liu Hongfeng was happy, the banker sitting across the table was not too happy. He knocked on the table with his fist and urged impatiently: "Play if you want to play, and get out if you don't play. Our casino is not for you!" A place to drink and chat."

Liu Hongfeng turned to him, bowed slightly, as if apologizing, but said: "The wine here is too smelly, I don't know how to drink it."

The dealer showed an angry face: "Say it again!"

Liu Hongfeng didn't say it again, just stretched out his hand, crossed half of the table, and pressed on the opponent's wrist, stopping the fist that kept beating the table, and then said in the peaceful world: "Brother, calm down, I It won't take much of your time."

After finishing speaking, he skillfully untied the mouth of the bag with the other hand, and poured all the silver in the bag onto the table.Seeing that the dealer was stunned and refused to answer, he raised the back of his hand and pushed the hill of silver to the opposite direction.

The brilliant light emitted by real gold and silver is more eye-catching than anything else.

Yan Qianfan saw it, his face already had a stupid look on his face, he turned his head stiffly to the side, and tried to ask Feng Guangsheng what he meant, but found that the latter was even more shocked than himself, and he couldn't spit out half of it in his round mouth. word.

He could only bite the bullet and say: "Brother Liu, why don't you...slow down..."

Liu Hongfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "My time is also very precious."

Yan Qianfan's face turned green. If he was sitting at the gambling table just now, his mood was like walking through a dense rain of arrows, then at this moment, he only felt that a guillotine was already on his neck.

The surrounding crowd also quieted down, watching the changes, only the dealer was busy, and the sound of rolling the dice was very clear.

Liu Hongfeng listened nonchalantly, tapping the table with his index finger and middle finger from time to time, as if to distract himself from boredom, until the ding ding stopped, and then he uttered two words: "Big big bet."

Yan Qianfan's heart almost jumped out of his throat.He leaned forward again, looking over Liu Hongfeng's shoulder, impatiently peeping at the result after uncovering the bowl, but he was afraid of seeing the silver mountain put aside, so he just fixed his eyes on the bottom of the bowl, his eyes widened. Sore and sore.

Liu Hongfeng didn't even bother to look at it, but sat aside with her arms folded, as if she knew the result a long time ago.

The two small, exquisite and inconspicuous cubes, tied to Yan Qianfan's weighty thoughts, swayed a few times in the haze along the edge of the bowl, and finally stopped still.Many eyes came together and saw the numbers on both sides facing up almost at the same time.

One is five and the other is six.

Yan Qianfan shouted excitedly recklessly, turned around and grabbed Feng Guangsheng's shoulder, shaking it like a dice.

His actions did not attract much attention, because everyone's eyes were on Liu Hongfeng.

The onlookers are all gamblers for many years. Of course they understand that gambling is similar to many things in the world. The greater the risk of betting, the more rewards you will get back.

The amount Liu Hongfeng put in just now has exceeded the net worth of many of them.Then in an instant, I got a double return.

The envy in their eyes could no longer be concealed, pouring out like a storm.

Liu Hongfeng was in the center of the storm, but with his legs crossed safely, he slowly put the two piles of silver together and carefully put them into his pocket.There is always a smile on the corner of the mouth, as if enjoying the process.

Except for Yan Qianfan, everyone seemed to want to switch places with him.

Yan Qianfan finally let go of his companion's shoulders and turned to look at his savior, the admiration in his eyes deepened.

Liu Hongfeng tied up the bag, finally satisfied, got up and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Come on, let's go to the next table." The tone didn't sound like he was going to gamble, but rather like he was going to play in the countryside.

Yan Qianfan followed closely.

Liu Hongfeng stood by the second gaming table.

Yan Qianfan followed closely behind. Just as his head emerged from the crowd, he was dazzled by the Pai Gow on the table. The 32 cards are rectangular in shape and hard in texture. The black lacquer has a lot of wear and tear, and they are used all year round. For this reason, the surface is ironed with copper foil with different points, and the shape is curved, which looks like a complicated book in the eyes of laymen.

What is complicated is not only the cards, but also the playing method. The rules of Pai Gow are much more complicated than dice. Including the banker, there are four people participating in each game. Naturally, it is more exciting and ups and downs than a one-on-one bet.Behind each gaming table, in addition to the dealer sitting on the table, there is also a helper who is responsible for counting and shuffling the cards.

When Yan Qianfan arrived, the round was coming to an end, and the assistant dealt the cards with smooth movements while shouting loudly, fanning the flames, making the already confusing situation even more heated.Yan Qianfan's eyes were fixed on the remaining cards in his hand, trying to learn the tricks. After a while, he heard a long whistle from the gangster. One of the people in the banquet was laughing with his back facing the sky, and another person had his hands on his back. He slapped the table angrily, stood up abruptly, threw the money bag in front of the laughing winner, and left the table cursing.

When a game of gambling ends, there are always some people who are happy and some people who are sad.

With a dark face, the loser got out of the crowd without saying a word, and went out the door without looking back.But such a tough attitude only resulted in a burst of blatant ridicule.

The helper and the banker sat behind the stage without interrupting, just shuffled the cards slowly, until everyone had scolded enough, their mouths were happy and their hearts were at ease, then they waved their hands and shouted: "There is only a turtle who can't afford to gamble. He patted his ass and ran away, is there any hero to take his place?"

Immediately someone was eager to try.

Yan Qianfan looked at the figures of the gamblers scrambling for the first place, and felt chills running down his back. Who knows if the hero at this moment will become the next tortoise?But some people choose to kiss the eyes, like moths jumping on the fire.

If it wasn't forced by the situation, Yan Qianfan just felt that he didn't want to step into a gambling house again in his life.

When he was frowning, his face was dark, and his complexion was as serious as a rock by the sea, Liu Hongfeng had a calm expression, as if he had fallen from the sky, and quickly occupied the vacant seat before the few gamblers.

As soon as the man sat down, he threw a bag full of silver on the table.

The weight of the silver was heavy, and there was a muffled sound when it landed, which drowned out the noise of the crowd.The crowd fell into silence, and even the gangster was so frightened that he took a sip of wine, rubbed his chest to calm down for a moment, and then asked, "Are you going to bet all of this?"

"Bet on it." Liu Hongfeng moved the corner of his mouth, revealing a sunny smile.

The gambling table is probably the most accurate balance in the world, some people cry as much as they smile - Yan Qianfan quickly realized this.

After one round, the gangster's face turned pale, and he bent down on the table, checked the cards that Liu Hongfeng had shown several times, and then said in a battered voice: "Ding three matches two four, it's God's match." Supreme Treasure, it seems that there is a master coming from Sanxiaolou, come, I invite you to drink."

Liu Hongfeng smelled that smell, first wrinkled the base of his nose, and then made a gesture of conceding: "I'm not thirsty, leave it to the other two friends."

The other two "friends" he mentioned did not regard him as a friend, but looked at him with eyes full of resentment. Just now because he bet a big bet, the two of them could only accompany him to increase the bet. With a sad face, he pushed his silver to the other party.

Yan Qianfan's eyes widened as another gleaming hill piled up next to his purse.

Seemingly aware of their situation where the green leaves lined the safflower, the two losers didn't care about face, and left after paying the money, not to accompany the next round.The gang yelled for a while, but none of the newcomers came to the table.

Liu Hongfeng at the table had already collected the money, got up and patted his buttocks, and said, "If no one continues, I'll go to the next table. After all, my friend's time is very precious."

Yan Qianfan had just recovered from the thrilling experience, looked up, and saw that there were more than a dozen black tables on the first floor, even if Liu Hongfeng was sure to win every gamble, if this went on like this, it would take a lot of effort to win all the floors. Not enough time for him to save An Guangsha's life.

He can afford to lose his own money, but he can't afford to lose other people's lives.

He was worrying, but he saw the black and thin shop waiter from just now slipping through the crowd, hurriedly came to Liu Hongfeng, whispered in the latter's ear for a while, the latter also nodded, and said "OK" before turning to Yan Qian Fan waved his finger, "Follow me upstairs."

Yan Qianfan couldn't believe his ears.

Liu Hongfeng strode out of the crowd along the road led by the waiter in the shop. Feng Guangsheng picked up the two bags of silver on the table and wrapped his elbow around Yan Qianfan's neck: "Why are you still dumbfounded? Let's go."

The vast steps leading to the mist are illuminated by a group of fiery shadows, and even the sound of trampling in the narrow place is no longer abrupt and harsh, but reveals an exciting signal.

Yan Qianfan took two steps forward, followed behind Liu Hongfeng and asked, "What did the waiter in the shop tell you just now?"

Liu Hongfeng turned her head and imitated the tone of the waiter in the shop: "Master, you can go upstairs. If you continue to gamble like this, the small shop will lose all of its fortune."

Yan Qianfan was startled: "So he didn't really want me to win every table."

Liu Hongfeng said: "The gambling house is like a forest. You see, those kings of beasts are not biting at all times. What they need is to show their minions at the right time, so that the same kind will never dare to provoke it again."

"Oh." Yan Qianfan showed a clear expression, and nodded like a good student, "Brother Liu, you are really amazing."

"That's natural." Liu Hongfeng replied, but a haze flashed in his eyes, but it was overshadowed by the deeper darkness around him, and no one noticed it.

The Qiongxiao Hall on the second floor is a completely different scene.

Of course Yan Qianfan would never forget that a man had his hand cut off just now, but when he looked around, he couldn't tell where the tragedy happened.The bloodstains had been thoroughly cleaned up, and even the slight smell of blood left in the air was replaced by a more obvious aroma.

In the long and narrow room, incense burners are placed at intervals, emitting purple smoke, which makes the room shrouded in a cloud of mist, and even the beams above the head become blurred.

Yan Qianfan quickly smelled Qiongxiang, which is an extremely precious type of agarwood. The aroma is rich and pure, with a hint of pungentness. It invades the lungs and spleen, and turns into a strong smell that makes the scalp tingle.

Only such an aggressive aroma can suppress the blood.

The number of people in the Qiongxiao Hall on the second floor is also much smaller than that of the Bixiao Hall on the first floor. A few people are sitting in various places, some are sitting next to the table, some are leaning against the wall, most of them are accompanied by a jug, and they are bored. Waiting for a new game to start.

The shop waiter seemed a little afraid of these customers, left the three newcomers at the stairs, and hurriedly turned and left.

The first person to greet him was an old man with gray hair.

Lu stubborn.

Of course Yan Qianfan remembered this person, this stubborn old man cut off the hand of "Flying Leaf Sword" Guan Ye with a golden knife just now, and ruined his supposedly bright future.

Lu Wan still had the aftertaste of victory on his face, and even his voice seemed to be floating in the clouds.

"Isn't this the famous Mr. Feng? How can such a good-looking Jinyu Liangcai come to such a place where fish and dragons are mixed together?"

"Your words are narrow-minded." Liu Hongfeng smiled slightly, and said, "Jin Yuliang also wants to have fun."

Lu Wan narrowed his eyes: "It's natural to have fun, I'm afraid if you accidentally lose your hands and feet, good talents will become useless."

Yan Qianfan only felt a heat in his chest, and before Liu Hongfeng could speak, he stopped in front of the other party and said loudly: "If you want to bet, bet on my hands and feet."

Lu Wan showed surprise, and shifted his gaze to Yan Qianfan: "Hey, isn't this the young master Yan who almost became a good talent? Disrespect and disrespect."

Facing his opponents in the ring, Yan Qianfan knew that he could no longer hide his identity, so he replied sullenly, "It's me."

Lu Wan slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and a hoarse chuckle squeezed out from his narrow throat, which sounded a little sneaky: "It seems that God has eyes, and gave me a chance to avenge my shame. You have to cherish it."

Yan Qianfan ignored Lu Jian's provocation and turned to Liu Hongfeng for consultation.

Liu Hongfeng was not polite to him, but with the same expression as before, asked in a flat tone: "Okay, do you want to press your hand or your foot?"

Yan Qianfan hesitated for a moment, only to feel a dull pain in one disabled eye covered under the bandage, and the other eye was tight in an unnatural way even though it was intact. He seemed exhausted to the extreme.

He looked down at his hand, imagining the scene where his wrist was cut off by a golden knife and blood spattered, but he felt that his eyes were darkened, his eyes turned to his toes, he paused for a moment, raised his head and said, "Just push your hands. "

Leaving both feet intact, at least he can walk, and the hope of saving An Guangsha will be one point more.

Liu Hongfeng nodded in response: "Okay."

Lu Wan looked at him with great interest, and when he heard what he said, he clapped his hands and applauded as if he had found a windfall on the side of the road, "Young man, you are young, full of vigor, affection and righteousness, really admirable. Just wait a while But don't regret it."

Before Yan Qianfan opened his mouth to refute, Liu Hongfeng replied for him: "Don't worry, I won't regret it."

After finishing speaking, he sat down opposite Lu Wan.

Feng Guangsheng grabbed Yan Qianfan's shoulder, and said sharply against Yan Qianfan's ear: "Are you crazy?"

Yan Qianfan shook his head and said, "I've made up my mind."

Feng Guangsheng was angry and impatient, stared at him for a while through the lingering purple smoke, and finally sighed: "Your bad temper really hasn't changed at all."

Yan Qianfan was startled, as if drifting back to the past in this hazy mist, An Guangsha seemed to always reprimand him like this in the past, but there was a bit of arrogance in the reprimanding tone, which made him feel complacent.

"Hey, the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change."

He was giggling, as if he was still the all-powerful Three Heroes of Xiling from the past.

"Brother Feng, I will definitely save Brother An, and then we will use the money we won today to build a new Xiling Village and start over."

"Stupid boy," Feng Guangsheng shook his head, "How can this little money be enough?"

The words "start again" are easy to say, but there are so many opportunities in the Jianghu for people with a bad reputation, let alone spending all their money, even if they gamble their lives, it may not be enough.

It's just that once a little hope pops up, I can't bear to pinch it anymore.The fire lighted by Qiongxiang is hidden in the dim yellow, turning into many orange-red dots, swaying, shaking out a scene that is not like the world, the closed old building seems to have really risen into the universe and turned into a palace in the sky, Here, dead ashes can be revived, broken mirrors can be reunited, and even a home that has been burned down by a fire can return to its former vibrant appearance.The hope in exchange for betting his siblings hangs in front of his eyes, making him eager to jump forward.

With his remaining eyes, he closely watched the game of the two.

The vicissitudes at the poker table made him dazzled and dizzy. He was like a layman with no knowledge of martial arts watching the master's moves. His brain couldn't keep up with his eyes. He could only judge the situation from Lu Wan's expression.Lu Wan's face became tighter and tighter, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper and deeper, and the fluff on the tip of his nose fluttered, revealing his short and irritable breathing.

Yan Qianfan pressed his wrist and let go of all his thoughts.

The moment the last hole card was turned over, Lu Wan jumped up against the crime.

Yan Qianfan opened his eyes wide in confusion, and when he turned his head, he just met Feng Guangsheng's gaze. The latter was laughing and looking at him. A pair of thick and powerful hands were shaking on his shoulders, and he slowly relaxed. Fingers, also loosen the tense heartstrings.

It was Liu Hongfeng who won again.

Veins popped up on Lu Wan's pale forehead, he stood up abruptly, knocked down the chair behind him, causing a muffled sound, and then he slammed the cards in his hand on the ground, which was replaced by a louder crisp sound.

The sudden noise resounded all over Qiongxiao Tower.

Liu Hongfeng bent down, picked up the hole card thrown by Lu Wan, wiped it clean with the palm of his hand, then met the opponent's eyes, bowed slightly under the sharp gaze: "Mr. Lu, you are ranked ahead of the three of us in terms of seniority. , I dare to ask, you don't plan to go back on your word, do you?"

Lu Wan was stunned, arched his chin and said, "Who says I'm going to go back on my word? It's just a hand, it's okay to give it to you."

Liu Hongfeng put the hole cards back on the table, nodded and said, "So I'm relieved."

Lu Wan clenched his five fingers, raised his left hand, and stretched it out slowly, with a hesitant look on his face.Liu Hongfeng didn't rush, but just waited quietly.

There was a strange restlessness floating in the vast purple smoke.

Yan Qianfan had just recovered from the ecstasy when he heard strange noises and sneaky footsteps coming from all directions, giving him the illusion of going deep into the enemy's formation, and he unconsciously put on a defensive posture.

However, there were no enemies around, only the gamblers who lived in the Qiongxiao Palace, they were motionless just now, but at this moment they suddenly woke up from the lethargy, and surrounded the gambling table with a half-dream look.

Yan Qianfan soon discovered that the target of these people was not himself, but Lu Wan, who had lost the game.

The gamble between Liu Hongfeng and Lu Wan had nothing to do with them, but they were like bloodthirsty ghosts, following the fishy smell one after another, staring at each other, eager to devour the flesh and blood of others to fill their own hungry stomachs.

Many hands stretched out from the darkness, chirping