Yue Guanchao took a quick look and saw that the Juyi Hall was brightly lit and bustling. The pits and valleys were full of bandits. Several elegantly dressed kiln ladies with their clothes loosened, their hair down, and their charming smiles accompanied them in singing and playing the piano. They all drank until their faces turned red and they talked obscenely with their saliva flying.
The white centipede flag embroidered with silver thread is hung in the front hall. There are three tiger leather chairs in the hall, with two men and one woman on them, one old and two young.
Look at the woman first.
He is only thirty years old. He is wearing a graceful cheongsam with a waist and dark sable fur draped on his arms. He has jet black hair on his temples and wears his hair in a fashionable bun. His face is painted with makeup and powder. His face is like a silver basin, his mouth is like a mouth full of vermilion, and he has a pair of watery apricot eyes. I was so fascinated that I saw that it was Mrs. Yazhai who I had snatched away.
All the bandits in Juyi Hall were coveted by the various amorous feelings that emerged from this woman's movements. Even Yue Guanchao could not help but feel his breath getting hot and his blood rushing down. He found that no matter how the bandits looked at him, they would not be able to do anything under pressure. Don't dare to do anything inappropriate.
The source of this pressure is none other than the middle-aged bandit leader on the tiger-skin chair, Snow Centipede!
Yue Guanchao looked at the bandit leader.
He has an off-white face, and is wearing a large mink fur coat supported by burly sinews. However, the curly yellow hair on the top of his head is not lush, like the sparse wheat seedlings reaching the top in spring. His blue eyes are pulling up his big aquiline nose.
He had always been curious as to why he was called Snow Ridge Silver Dragon by people in the world. It turned out that his ancestors had an affair with Baimaozi, and he almost laughed out loud at that moment.
Perhaps because he noticed Yue Guanchao's eyes towards Mrs. Yazhai, Snow Centipede immediately became unhappy and snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction. The old man next to him coughed lightly, and the bandit leader Snow Centipede did not lose his temper.
Yue Guanchao stared at the last old man in the hall and looked carefully!
This man was wearing Mr. Shi Qing's robe, and had a folding fan in his waist. His hair had just been braided, his forehead was shiny, and his broken hair was hanging behind his neck. He looked like a mushroom, even though his face was full of wrinkles. , but it can still be seen from the reading glasses on his eyes that he was probably a teacher in the past.
He thought that this should be Snow Centipede's "calligrapher". The so-called calligrapher was one of the four beams and eight pillars in the bandit village, similar to the emperor's eunuch, the county magistrate's master, and the government's secretary-general. From Snow Centipede Judging from his attitude, the old man's words seemed to be quite effective.
"The boss, two rice growers are here to see you!"
After the sentry reports were made, Yue Qingshan was left alone as a hostage at the entrance of the hall. He hit Yue Guanchao in the back with his gun and motioned for him to go forward.
Yue Guanchao walked all the way to the hall. Wherever he looked, there were gangsters with sinister features and scabby heads. They did not hide their evil intentions.
Walking into the hall, Yue Guanchao stood calmly and saluted the snow centipede sitting on the tiger leather chair above him: "I have seen the master."
"Yo! Here comes a baby. He has just been weaned for a few years. He wants to put incense sticks (join the gang) before he can even hold a gun."
Snow Centipede stepped on the tiger leather chair, turning the handle of the gun carelessly, grinning and showing a mouth full of gold teeth, "I'm afraid it's not for the grandpas in this tiger and wolf den to serve food for fun."
After saying this, the bandits burst into laughter and the noise in the hall became even louder than before.
Yue Guanchao narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and saluted again: "Dry wood burns a fierce fire, and big waves wash for gold sand. (Why not send two capable people to try my skills, so that the boss will know the sincerity of my brother)."
Although these words were polite, they also had a bit of a kicking effect. The laughter in the hall stopped immediately, and the bandits looked at each other. Snow Centipede looked a little ugly, but before he could say anything, there were two bandits who understood what he said. He threw the wine bowl and stood in the middle of the field.
In an instant, two guys, one fat and one skinny, separated themselves from the bandits and stood up.
Yue Guanchao took a quick look and saw that the two of them had very different appearances. They were all muscular and lumpy, and had deep scars on their faces that were not easy to mess with at first sight. He heard others yelling that the fat one was called a ghost, and the thin one was called a leopard-headed barbarian. He was a villager. Attack the fort bandits standing in front of you.
They were so eager to claim credit from Snow Centipede that they even ignored the rules of bowing to Man'er and picked up knives and sticks to hit Yue Guanchao.
Uh-huh!
Yue Guanchao pulled out the Yinhuan knife from his back and pointed it at the bandit's knife and stick with all his strength.
With a clang, their weapons were instantly released from their hands and flew several meters outward. The terrifying force caused the two of them to shake their hands in pain and were shocked.
They were quite skilled in the village. Seeing Yue Guanchao make their swords and sticks leave their hands with one move, their arrogance was extinguished. They immediately lost the courage to fight for supremacy. The two of them were already riding a tiger and couldn't get off. They saw the bandits around them booing. After a while, he couldn't make me admit defeat, so I just smashed him with my fist.
Yue Guanchao put away his sword and fought head-on. The two bandits thought that they were no match for their two fists and four feet, but they never imagined that Yue Guanchao's strength was several percent greater than their combined strength!
With all his strength, he grabbed their wrists and pushed them upwards. There was a crunching sound, and the fat and thin bandit's wrist bones all broke.
Then Yue Guanchao stepped on the ground and kicked them forward with all his strength, knocking them to the ground. The two people's limbs were suddenly dislocated, and they immediately passed out from the pain.
"Get the hell out of my way with all the useless things!"
This long shout scared everyone!
The bandits looked puzzled, holding back their anger and wanting to fight with their knives, and gathered around angrily.
He looked at Snow Centipede who had not spoken for a long time in the hall.
