Mr. Chai patted the folding fan and said with a smile: "You are indeed a bad-tempered person. No wonder you have fallen into this situation. Do you know that you committed a murder in the street and stabbed more than twenty people to death? According to the law, you should be executed! The man behind me General Yan was ordered to capture you. But I pity you because you are a talent, and I want to give you a good fortune. What do you think?"
Before Jiang Chen could answer, Miss Gao spat first: "Bah! Don't you just take a fancy to Jiang Chen's martial arts skills and want to bribe him to be your lackey? You don't have to pee and look at yourself, you deserve it." ?"
Mr. Chai frowned and glanced past Miss Gao's face, unwilling to pay attention to this dirty little girl.
Although this girl was rude to him time and time again, Mr. Chai claimed to be the most popular person in Xiliao City, so of course he couldn't argue with a woman.
The girl in red beside Mr. Chai didn't have so much scruples, and hummed: "What do you know, you wild girl? Xiliao City wants to follow Mr. Chai in front of and behind the horse. The heroes are like crucian carps crossing the river, but they can be seen by the young master." There are very few of them. Your young master has been blessed for eight lifetimes to be lucky enough to be looked upon by Mr. Chai. If you keep talking too much like a slave, be careful I tear your mouth apart!"
"Who are you calling a slave, you cheap maid?" Miss Gao almost jumped up, but was caught by Jiang Chen.
"Young Master Jiang, you are in a difficult situation now. The only way to survive is to follow me." Mr. Chai shook his folding fan and said leisurely, "Don't worry, as long as you sincerely submit, I guarantee that you will be able to show your talents and be proud!"
Seeing Jiang Chen's silence, Mr. Chai thought he was hesitating. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and put on a graceful look: "You think about it, my promise will be valid until you leave this house."
As he spoke, he took a few steps to the side and made room for the young general behind him.
Mr. Chai has been in a high position for a long time and knows how to control his subordinates. If you want to conquer someone, you need both kindness and power. Carrots alone are not enough, you have to add sticks.
The young general is the big stick in his hand.
The young military general took two steps forward, his murderous aura not angry but powerful, immediately making Jiang Chen, who was originally a little undisciplined, look solemn.
"My surname is Yan, and my name is Yan Nanfei." The young general looked at Jiang Chen coldly, "The Black and White Taoists gave me a nickname called "Evil Tiger". If I accidentally beat you to death, you will Report this name to the King of Hell. "
Jiang Chen's expression also became serious, he nodded and said, "My name is Jiang Chen, just tell me my name."
Yan Nanfei stretched out three fingers: "Take my three palms and I will spare your life."
Jiang Chen frowned and did not agree immediately.
He could feel that, purely in terms of physical strength, the Yan Nanfei in front of him was at about the fifth level of "Marrow Cleansing", which was one level higher than himself and ranked among the top five in Xiliao City. If they fight head-on, it will definitely be detrimental to Jiang Chen.
And if his palm is torn apart with magical powers, it will probably be even worse.
It seems that this competition is bound to turn into a life and death situation.
"Why, you don't dare?" Yan Nanfei smiled disdainfully.
Jiang Chen thought for a while and said, "Let's go outside and fight. The place here is too small and we can't use it."
"Want to run away?" Yan Nanfei snorted coldly, "I might as well tell you that there are three teams of crossbowmen guarding the outside. As soon as you show your head, you will be shot into a hedgehog!"
Jiang Chen's face darkened and he said, "It seems that today is destined to be a bad day."
Miss Gao said: "Jiang Chen, just don't worry, even if you beat him to death, I will support you!"
Mr. Chai shook his head, thinking this woman was very ridiculous.
She had been staring at him since he came in. She was obviously attracted by his appearance and demeanor. Seeing that he ignored her, she repeatedly made shocking remarks to attract his attention.
But what kind of person is this young master?
Which of those great ladies and Xiaojiabiyu has I not seen before?
I have seen many people who pretend to be noble, people who are flirtatious, and people who want to refuse but welcome them. How can I waste my time on such a shabby little girl?
I'm afraid my eyes will get dirty if I look at it more than once!
Jiang Chen put down the teacup, stood up and approached Yan Nanfei. The way he looked at Yan Nanfei made Yan Nanfei feel very uncomfortable.
It was a look of pity that Yan Nanfei was very familiar with because he often showed this look to others. Opponents who see his eyes like this will either die or be disabled. But he really couldn't bear it, someone giving him such a look.
Yan Nanfei took a deep breath and decided to use all his strength, breaking the kid's wrist with the first palm.
As Yan Nanfei revealed his murderous intent, the Black Sand Gang members stepped back in unison with expressions of awe.
"Uncle Yan is angry!"
"Who is that kid? He dares to fight against Uncle Yan. You must be tired of living!"
"Don't talk about three palms, I don't think he can even catch one palm from Uncle Yan!"
"Last time, there was a guy named "Shaking Mountain Xiongzong". He was much bigger and bigger than this guy. He was beaten into a cripple by Uncle Yan..."
"Except for Chiyang and Wu Lian, no one in Xiliao City can take on Uncle Yan's three palms..."
Xu Huqiu turned around and glared at them, signaling these little guys who didn't understand the rules to be silent.
As the leader of the gang, Xu Huqiu was different from this group of ignorant minions. He believed that Jiang Chen could at least take over Uncle Yan's two palms.
After all, he witnessed with his own eyes the scene where Jiang Chen killed more than twenty people like he was chopping melons and vegetables. Even Lady Ecstasy and Song Deshou, the leader of the Song Gang, the "Iron Flute Immortal", were stabbed to death by this young hero. Such a fierce person, even if he is not as good as the "Evil Tiger" Yan Nanfei, he will not be killed instantly.
If it weren't for Mr. Chai's presence, Xu Huqiu would have wanted to make a bet on how many palms Young Master Jiang could receive from Mr. Yan.
Xiao Qiu, the girl in red beside Mr. Chai, said softly: "Master, Mr. Yan seems to be angry. Do you want to persuade him to take it easy?"
Mr. Chai smiled and said, "Why, do you feel sorry for Young Master Jiang?"
Xiao Qiu said angrily: "No way! I am thinking about the young master! If Young Master Jiang is beaten to a disability by Uncle Yan, wouldn't the young master's trip be in vain?"
Mr. Chai shook his folding fan and said, "That's wrong. If he is really beaten to a disability by Brother Yan, there will be at least one benefit - I don't have to waste more time on him."
"But..." Xiaoqiu hesitated.
"Little girl, are you saying you don't feel bad?" Mr. Chai reached out and slapped Xiao Qiu on the body, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, as long as he can take Brother Yan's two palms without dying, I will consider him a pass!"
Xiao Qiu let out a few squeaks and did not try to persuade her any more, but just watched the situation quietly.
Under the gaze of many eyes, Yan Nanfei's whole body was filled with murderous aura. He pinched his wrist joints and slowly stepped forward.
But his lips suddenly moved, and a thin and old voice came out of his mouth: "Wait a minute, this kid smells like horse noodles."
"Horse face?" Yan Nanfei frowned, with a hint of confusion on his face.
"Don't hurt him yet. I'll ask him something later." The old voice stopped making any movement after saying that.
The veins on Yan Nanfei's forehead throbbed, showing a very irritable expression.
He is not a good-tempered person. Among the "Five Tigers of Western Liao", he is the "Evil Tiger" who has killed the most people at his hands. However, the mysterious old ghost who possessed him was very important to him, and he had to listen to what the old man said.
Yan Nanfei stamped his feet fiercely, swallowed the bad breath, looked up at Jiang Chen, and said, "Are you ready?"
There were two steps between the two of them. Others didn't hear clearly the old voice that suddenly came out of Yan Nanfei's mouth just now, but Jiang Chen heard it clearly.
Jiang Chen nodded calmly, raised his hand to make a gesture, and said, "Let's make a move!"
He originally planned to use his magical power immediately and kill Yan Nanfei with the power of thunder, but after hearing that old voice, he decided to observe again and make two plans.
If Yan Nanfei is willing to have friendly exchanges, then Jiang Chen is also willing to make friends with fists.
If Yan Nanfei insists on killing him, Jiang Chen will never tolerate him.
Yan Nan flew forward and took a step forward, causing the ground to shake. His right fist suddenly came out, his face was cold with murderous aura, and the strong wind that came with him made the spectators on both sides unsteady.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, thinking that this punch was so powerful, could it be serious?
Jiang Chen suppressed the urge to evade, and kept his lower body motionless. A faint silver halo appeared on his right palm, and he wanted to vomit, but he still held it in his mouth.
As long as the force of Yan Nanfei's punch exceeds the limit that Jiang Chen can bear, Jiang Chen will use his magical power to fight back!
"boom!"
The fists and palms met, as if there was a muffled thunder out of thin air. The spectators around were shaken and felt a discomfort in their throats.
The two people in the circle, who were facing each other head-on, remained motionless. After a few breaths of stalemate, they slowly retreated.
"Not bad." Yan Nanfei complimented falsely, "It's rare to be able to take one of my palms and not fall down."
Jiang Chen rubbed his wrist and responded, "You're not bad either."
Yan Nanfei snorted, his eyes widened suddenly, and shouted: "Second palm!"
The sound of this slap was more fierce than the previous one. Jiang Chen's clothes were blown by the strong wind, and the nearby tables and chairs creaked incessantly.
"Snapped--"
The two palms touched together without any fancy, and the sound had a long aftertaste, echoing in people's eardrums.
"Okay!" Yan Nanfei shouted loudly, "Slap me again!"
Before anyone had time to prepare, the third fight between the two men took place in the next moment, and the roaring aftermath echoed around the room, rolling incessantly.
The sounds of "crash" and "ping-pong" were broken one after another, and several of the weaker gang members were knocked to the ground by the sudden impact of the airflow, and screamed.
"Good boy!" Yan Nanfei snorted, "There are very few people in Xiliao City who can take my three palms. You are lucky today. You have passed the test!"
"Concession."
Jiang Chen said these two words sincerely.
If Yan Nanfei hadn't intentionally restrained his strength, Jiang Chen, who had reached the fourth level of "Bone Tempering", would have been hard-pressed to take three of his palms.
In terms of a life and death fight, Jiang Chen was certainly not afraid of him, but if it was just a competition of strength, Jiang Chen was not his opponent.
Once the magical power is used, blood will flow like a river. It is the best result to end peacefully like this.
