"What?" The pangolin was stunned.
But this reaction was obviously caught by mistake by a group of them. Mr. Yuan stopped talking and waved the long fan in his hand slightly. The bastard next to him said proudly: "Lengthen your ears, listen." It’s clear, my young master said, fight with force!”
"puff!"
The pangolin spit out a mouthful of old wine.
"Fuck, bastard, what do you mean?" Xiaoshan was so angry that he couldn't help himself, and rushed forward to attack the pangolin.
Simply, he was directly blocked by Mr. Yuan.
A dying soldier has no intention of humiliating him.
If you want to humiliate, you will also humiliate this dying general.
Besides, this is not the one who can be frightened by him into spitting out wine.
Although Mr. Yuan is famous for his outstanding literary talents, his martial arts are also excellent. It's just that many times, he is more interested in literature and rarely shows off his martial arts.
Because to him, Mr. Yuan, killing with a knife is nothing, but killing with the tip of a pen is the real master.
He likes this challenge and enjoys it.
He didn't take pangolins seriously at all. The one who just showed up was Han Sanqian. Naturally, Mr. Yuan's target was also Han Sanqian.
When you hit someone, you have to hit them in the face. This is the key point.
Han Sanqian was so impressive just now. Only when he beats him later will he show how awesome he is.
"How are you? Are you scared?" Mr. Yuan looked at Han Sanqian and said coldly.
Han Sanqian smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Let's forget it. Just fight with words. Fighting with force will not only hurt your temper, but also hurt your body. Besides, we are outsiders."
"Fuck you, you just gave up, and you still come up with a bunch of fucking excuses?" Someone suddenly slapped Han Sanqian's table angrily and yelled.
"You're right, you coward and loser. If you have the guts, come and have a fight."
"A true hero is the one who sees the real chapter in his hands. Are you a man?"
Facing the angry looks and roars of these people, Han Sanqian just shook his head, and then raised his glass slightly to drink.
"Where are you drinking your mother?!"
Suddenly, at this moment, a big hand violently knocked the wine in Han Sanqian's glass to the ground.
For a moment, the glass fell and the wine was spilled.
And Han Sanqian's eyes began to look slightly angry.
As a later guest, Han Sanqian didn't want to cause trouble, but the other party kept pushing, and even now, he had no intention of letting Han Sanqian go.
To be precise, they did not intend to let themselves go.
The pangolin was also obviously shocked. He saw the anger in Han Sanqian's eyes and knew that something terrible might happen.
"If you can't fight with words, you have to fight with force. You guys are hopeless. You really can't open the pot and pick it up." The pangolin shook his head helplessly.
What is the difference between fighting with Han Sanqian and using a sword in front of Guan Gong? !
The only difference may be that Guan Gong's knife is only more than ten meters long, while these people's knives are all used to peel fruits...
"Okay!" Han Sanqian lowered his hand slightly: "What kind of fight?"
"Fight how you want!"
"It's up to me." Han Sanqian said coldly.
"Okay, this is what you said." Mr. Yuan laughed coldly.
I'm really afraid that you won't dare to accept the move, and I won't be able to humiliate you properly when the time comes, but you actually dare to humiliate yourself and fight casually.
"How about playing something big?"
Han Sanqian smiled: "What kind of magic?"
"Unlimited martial arts, to put it simply, no restrictions on moves, no restrictions on skills, no restrictions on weapons, no restrictions on anything, and most importantly, no restrictions on life and death. Do you dare?" Mr. Yuan sneered.
"Forget it if there is no limit on weapons." Han Sanqian said.
"What? I'm afraid of being hacked to death." Someone laughed.
"No, it's just that I don't need weapons to deal with you." Han Sanqian laughed softly.
"Arrogant!" Mr. Yuan shouted coldly: "But arrogant people will eventually pay for their arrogance!"
"Really?" Han Sanqian said with a slight smile.
"Let's wait and see, come on, the pen and ink will serve you." He shouted loudly, and someone immediately went to get the pen and ink. At this time, he looked at Han Sanqian and said with a smile: "The sword has no eyes, and the internal strength is even more difficult. He is completely under control, so he signs the life and death certificate and will not stop until he dies. However, there is another way to avoid death."
"oh?"
"Those who want to admit defeat but are afraid of death will kneel down and kowtow and call grandpa."
Everyone burst into laughter, and almost at this moment, pens, paper and ink were brought up...
