Snow Centipede jumped from the tiger leather chair and kicked the two unconscious bandits into the crowd of bandits. He walked up to Yue Guanchao with a tense face, his eyes became colder and colder, and he said viciously:
"Boy, you're not here to join the gang, you're here to pick a new gang. Grandpa, I'll come to meet you personally."
Yue Guanchao raised his eyebrows and held his head high, neither humble nor arrogant: "Please show mercy to me, Master!"
These words sounded flattering, but his expression seemed to say that he would be merciful to the boss. His words were like a slap on the face of a snow centipede, making everyone present take a breath. gas.
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on their backs. They had never seen any young boy dare to talk to the boss like this.
After hearing this, the veins on Snow Centipede's forehead twitched, and with a loud shout, he pulled out the Centipede Silver Whip behind him, which was slightly wider than his belt.
Yue Guanchao took a quick look and saw that the centipede whip was five feet and one inch long, a finger wider than an ordinary cowhide belt. The whole body was made of twisted copper wires and silver wires. The whip was covered with spikes of wolf fangs, and there were small metal feet on both sides. Like a golden and white centipede with pincers, it is so majestic and dazzling that it is filled with murderous aura, making ordinary people tremble just by looking at it.
The snow centipede swung its arms and soared into the air, leaping forward, stepping on the meteor and throwing it towards Yue Guanchao.
Snapped!
Bang!
Yue Guanchao moved on the spot and dodged to the side. The centipede whip hit the ground firmly, causing more than a dozen cracks to appear on the ground.
This move was powerful and heavy. Although Yue Guanchao was agile, the Snow Centipede changed his moves faster. Almost at the moment Yue Guanchao ducked, the Snow Centipede swung his arms, and the silver whip was halfway bent like a scimitar, sweeping upwards and towards the waist. Yue watches the tide.
Yue Guanchao turned sideways, leaped into the air to avoid the silver whip, and then rushed forward quickly, approaching with a flash of sword light.
The Snow Centipede felt bad, but the Silver Whip still needed to be withdrawn, and it had already lost the opportunity. Although the whip was withdrawn quickly, it could only barely resist.
The silver-ringed knife transformed into a silver snake and flew towards the snow centipede's murderous whip. The blade instantly stirred up lightning and flint, crackling and shaking sparks outward!
The Snow Centipede tightened its silver whip and tried to block it. Both of them looked at each other eagerly, using their arms to push against each other, slashing horizontally, slashing vertically, cutting diagonally, lifting downwards, piercing upwards, dodging front and back, stabbing left and right... The arms of the two people The strength of the fight was jingling, and although the onlookers could not feel it, the two of them knew very well how powerful the confrontation was, so that every time the sword and whip struck each other, the bones of their hands were sore from the shock!
Seeing that the blade of the blade was about to press against his neck, Snow Centipede made a quick decision, used its legs and feet to kick forward, and kicked Yue Guanchao several meters away. Yue Guanchao thought to himself that he really underestimated this Snow Centipede. His body didn't look fat, but he was very strong. It's so bad that even a few cows can't hold it back.
Snow Centipede knows that in close combat, the silver whip cannot be used at all. Now that he and Yue Guanchao are far apart, he finally has a chance to use his strength!
He was seen rolling like an eel, and the centipede whip in his hand seemed to be a living thing, turning into a winding snake and throwing it towards Yue Guanchao.
The power of cracking the whip lies in using the slightest physical strength to move the sword!
Yue Guanchao pretended to be invincible and somersaulted backwards several times to avoid the silver whip that the snow centipede struck in the face. He watched six directions and led the snow centipede to the stone pillar in the hall.
Seeing Yue Guan's tide receding, the bandit leader raised his arm with a ferocious smile and mustered up ten percent of his strength to swing the centipede whip.
Yue Guanchao jumped before the silver whip stabbed his body, spun and jumped into the air, and then raised his legs to avoid the fatal whip!
Bang!
The stone pillar cracked into dozens of pieces of rubble, and the tip of the whip was entangled in the surface of the stone pillar by inertia.
The force backfired on the snow centipede, and it was immediately in chaos. Yue Guanchao fell down like a flying swallow on a rope, sliding along the silver whip to the front of the snow centipede. He raised his leg and gave him a flying kick, which made the silver whip leave his hand. Without waiting for the gangster leader to react, he launched another series of punches!
Snow Centipede's arm was injured and he managed to parry a few punches but was quickly defeated. He was beaten back by Yue Guanchao and fell to the ground, gasping for air.
The warriors competed, and the limit was when the weapon was out of hand. Yue Guanchao saw him loosen his silver whip, glanced down at the bandit leader, and said in an indifferent tone: "The boss, I accept."
He was about to stop, but Snow Centipede suddenly used a leg sweep on the ground. Yue Guanchao was kicked and immediately turned back to hide away.
Snow Centipede took advantage of him to do a backflip, pulled out the short gun from his waist, and looked at Yue Guanchao fiercely:
"You bastard, it's your turn to beg for mercy now, hahahahahaha!!!"
Yue Guanchao knew that bullets had no eyes, so he had no choice but to give up the attack and stand still.
Snow Centipede wiped the blood from his mouth, with a fierce look in his eyes: "I, Snow Centipede, am happy today, so I will give you two a treat. You go on your way as soon as possible, and don't mess with the gangsters in the next life."
Seeing his pistol being loaded with a click, Yue Qingshan opened his cloak and stood up, shouting in a gloomy voice: "Zhenshenfeng, why are you so poor now? You can't get blood even if you leave the bastard box!"
Snow Centipede was startled when he heard the bandit's call. He turned back to look at the old calligrapher. He still refused to let go of his grip and pointed his gun at Yue Guanchao.
