The old man Mai obviously believed the fortune teller, and when he looked at Ye Sanqi, his eyes already had a fierce light.
My anger suddenly emerged: "What the hell are you pretending to be, a human king, a great Bodhisattva? You..."
Before I could say the next words, I was stopped by Ye Sanqi: "Little Ye Zi, I will teach you one more thing today."
"Buckering is something like joking around with friends, which can enhance relationships. Bickering in the arena means losing one's identity. Only those who don't deserve to be on the stage will use their mouths to try to save face for themselves. If you quarrel with him, you will lose your identity. It’s like lowering my status to the same level as him.”
Ye Sanqi taught me this, but I really don’t agree with it.
In Abacus City, no matter how high-ranking the boss is, when they meet, they will first talk about each other's mouth. As long as he is a gangster in Abacus City, from top to bottom, no one can forgive others, unless he can't talk to the other party.
Besides, I'm not too lazy to argue with you and slap you if I don't like you. I can't imitate Ye Sanqi's pomp and circumstance.
The old man in Mai chuckled and said: "Boy, I know you have some skills. Otherwise, you wouldn't dare to go to Yangguan. But, your skills are of no use to me. I am a person who plays with drugs and poisons." "
"Kneel down now and come to me."
Ye Sanqi didn't even say a word. He raised his arm, and a ray of white light swept across the neck of the old man in sackcloth, and the other party also flew into the air.
The old man Mai still had a proud sneer on his face until he died. He never thought that Ye Sanqi would kill someone.
Ye Sanqi pointed the sword in his hand at the fortune teller: "You, kneel down here!"
The fortune teller was so frightened that his legs weakened and he knelt on the ground on the spot.
Ye Sanqi's voice was cold as he said, "Come here!"
The fortune teller didn't dare to come over, but he also didn't dare to disobey Ye Sanqi's wishes. He could only kneel on the ground carefully and move forward little by little.
But at this moment, Felt Hat clasped his fists and said, "Sir, it takes nine people to open the level of Luoye Village. Now that Mai is dead, if we kill the fortune teller again, we are afraid we will have to wait for many years. Please show your respect, sir."
"Don't worry, I won't kill him." Ye Sanqi said calmly: "Little Ye Zi, that Mai has a lot of good things on his body, all of which are suitable for you to use. You can clean them up! Don't open his bottles and cans casually."
"Okay!" I ran towards the old man Mai's body happily.
Although I no longer work as a Buddhist, the pleasure of searching for property seems to have nothing to do with whether I am a Buddhist disciple or not. In short, I am happy to get the treasure.
After I found more than ten thumb-sized bottles from the old man Mai, I felt something was wrong.
Ye Sanqi deliberately killed the old man. The old man had so much poison on his body that he must be the most dangerous existence. If you don't kill him, you can't control the situation. Furthermore, holding these poisons in my hands is also a threat to others.
Ye Sanqi suppressed seven top figures in the world with just one move of his sword. Was his head turning too fast?
When I collected the things, I deliberately used empty tricks. The bottles disappeared into my hands one by one, and others could not see where I hid the things.
When the poison was on the old man Mai, they could still pay attention to whether the old man reached for the medicine bottle. But when it came to me, they didn't even know when and where I took out the poison. This feeling is enough to make people feel like a light is on their backs. .
I put away my things, and the fortune teller also came to Ye Sanqi. Ye Sanqi's sword in the flute also pressed on the uninjured half of the other person's face: "My apprentice opened half of your mouth, but I still can't stop your nonsense." . It seems that opening your mouth is not enough!"
"Sir, please..." Before the fortune teller could finish his words, Ye Sanqi opened the corner of his mouth with a sword.
Before the fortune teller could scream, Ye Sanqi's sword turned and cut the twine on the opponent's wound. Now the fortune teller was completely speechless.
Ye Sanqi said calmly: "Have you guys decided where to stand?"
The seven people looked at each other for a while, no one knew what to do?
After a while, a man with a soft voice finally stood up: "I want to believe you, sir."
The beggar hurriedly said: "Monster, is it really possible to go there?"
The demon said: "He himself is standing in the twelfth cell. Is it possible that he even cheated himself?"
The beggar was stunned for a moment: the demon's words made some sense, but they were also a bit far-fetched.
The men in felt hats and men in green clothes followed behind the demon and walked over one after another. The beggar looked at the remaining two people.
The old man standing on the left with a face like dead wood said calmly: "You can go if you want! I, Old Bark, am not going anywhere, I am here."
The beggar looked at the pale-faced woman with disheveled hair on his right and said, "Hanged man, what do you say?"
The Hanged Man shook his head and said, "It's up to you whether you want to believe him or not. I don't believe him anyway."
The beggar was so anxious that he almost burst into tears: "Guys, guys... please stop pinching me. If we don't stand together, Luoye Village will not give questions! Let's not care whether the questions in Luoye Village are difficult or easy. We have to let them release the questions!"
"I beg you, please stop pinching me!"
"I kneel down for you!"
The beggar really knelt down and kowtowed.
The world is like this. If you can't control the direction of something, you can only ask for help. However, even if you take the humblest gesture, you may not be able to impress the other person.
The other party's refusal and disdain are only superficial differences, and there is no difference in essence.
When I looked at the beggar, I couldn't help but feel a little pity for him!
But Ye Sanqi sent a message to me: "Do you think he is pitiful?"
"Never underestimate any person in the world, especially those who dare to gamble their lives."
"There is no fool in the world who dares to bet on you based on luck without any certainty at all. Don't believe that those who show weakness to you are really weak."
"Those people have been living with beggars for several years. Do you think they sympathize with beggars?"
I quickly glanced at the faces of those people. Not only were they indifferent, some even had a bit of coldness in their eyes.
Just like Ye Sanqi said, these people have been together for several years. Even if they don't have much affection, when they see a beggar kneeling down to beg for help, they should still feel the sadness of a rabbit dying of a fox.
However, their attitude is no different from watching a beggar's performance!
Yes, beggars are just performing.
He was acting for me and Ye Sanqi.
If, for a moment, we relent and stand on the fourteenth brick, the beggar's goal will be achieved.
It should be said that this is the purpose of all of them.
None of them believed Ye Sanqi. Instead, they believed in the fortune teller whose mouth we opened.
