Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 11 Gambling
"Who wants to be my brother Pao's home?!"

The old and hoarse voice reverberated back and forth in the empty and closed underground boxing arena, the echoes overlapped and overlapped, and finally converged into a deafening thunderous sound.

The dense and noisy footsteps came from far to near like a tide, and a large group of muddy water robed brothers with Jaizu tattoos on their necks poured into the boxing ring.

There were hundreds of people in the black mass of heads, filling the entire boxing arena in the blink of an eye, and the air was filled with chill.

Among the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, four burly robed men whose arms had been replaced with mechanical prosthetics were particularly conspicuous. They carried a huge lift and stopped behind Li Jun and Kuang Qingyun.

The white-haired Zhao Ding was wrapped in a black cloak, and Dama Jindao sat on it.

Standing behind him were two young girls in blue cheongsams, with two small characters 'Fu Weng' embroidered on the collar.

The pretty face has the characteristics of a typical bright person, but the brows and eyes are indifferent, looking lifeless.

They are the bionic human nurses produced by the largest medical group in Chengdu Prefecture. They are currently manipulating a huge life-support equipment in an orderly manner, with countless spider web-like wires extending into Zhao Ding's cloak.

Li Jun looked back at the old man's skinny face, feeling as if he had fallen into a cellar of ice, and a self-deprecating smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No wonder even Wu Yahua knew that Zhao Dou had betrayed him. It turned out that this was not a fucking secret at all.

The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind. It turns out that I am the only cicada caught in this round.

"Kowloon Street hasn't had so many distinguished guests for a long time, I'm sorry for the disappointment, please forgive me."

Zhao Ding's slightly cloudy eyes scanned the audience, and everyone's reaction was different.

Luo Zhen's expression was uncertain, and he glanced at Zhao Dou rather angrily.

Before entering Kowloon Street, the prince of Brother Muddy Water Pao swore to him that Zhao Ding had only one breath left, and he couldn't even stand up.

Hu Zhong's face was as cold and hard as iron, the tiger stripes on his cheeks twitched, his expression was as if he was facing an enemy.

Zhao Dou, on the other hand, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Zhao Ding at all. He dug his fingers into his palms, looking like a cowardly but unwilling defeated dog.

Zhao Ding's eyes lingered on Zhao Dou for a moment, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes, then he smiled at Luo Zhen and said, "Inspector Luo, if I heard correctly just now, it was you who asked Kuang Qingyun to hand over to him?"

Luo Zhen frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I'm right, do you have any opinions on the helm?"

"Opinions are out of the question,"

Zhao Ding, who was lying on the bed, shook his head, stretched out his hand and tapped the tiger mound, "Old man, I just lamented the thing that used to beg for food at my feet like a dog, but now it dares to grin at me."

As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate commotion among the crowd of the Knife Sacrificial Society.

Many of the 'Top Ten' officials who regarded Huzhong as their father had murderous intent in their eyes, wishing they could rush forward and tear Zhao Ding to pieces.

Only Hu Zhong, who was named and insulted, remained silent, only the tiger-striped earrings on his earlobe were moving without wind.

"That's right, Hu Zhong. It seems that you have made some progress in Sinmin Street these years. You know that biting dogs can't bark. But you're betting on Zhao Dou, it's really a foolish move."

"enough!"

Luo Zhen cast a dissatisfied glance at the silent Hu Zhong, and interrupted Zhao Ding.

"This inspection is here to resolve conflicts today, not to show off Zhao Ding! Today I must take the murderer away, otherwise this matter will reach the ears of the chief inspector, and everyone can't bear it!"

Luo Zhen no longer had the patience to play Tai Chi with Zhao Ding, so he put on the official power of inspection to put pressure on Zhao Ding.

"Since Luo inspector's words are all about this, if I, Zhao Ding, don't show face, I will be too ungrateful, but"

Zhao Ding changed the topic, "However, if Brother Pao will just hand over Li Jun like this, I will be kicked off this frame by my brothers immediately."

"Zhao Ding, what do you mean!" Luo Zhen said angrily.

Zhao Ding, who looks like a dry lion, smiled slightly, exuding a domineering aura all over his body, "What I mean, if the sacrificial knife society wants to return to the venue, it must do it in the way my Pao brother society does!"

Hu Zhong, who had been silent all this time, finally reacted at this time, he bowed slightly to the furious Luo Zhen, and said to Zhao Ding, "Then please draw the road, Lord Ding."

Zhao Ding said coldly: "Everyone is a poor man living in a slum, so whoever has the biggest fist has the final say."

"With Luo inspector here today, Brother Pao will not bully the few with more. The man was killed by Li Jun, so it will be resolved among the younger generation."

"I see that all the 'ten nobles' from your Knife Festival are here today. Huzuka, you choose someone to fight in the ring. If you can beat Li Jun, then his life will be handed over to the Knife Club."

"Okay!" Huzuka agreed very simply.

At the same time, Zhao Dou, who had been hanging his head, suddenly raised his head, stared ferociously at the old man on the way, and shouted in a trembling voice, "I want to raise!"

Kuang Qingyun was furious, and cursed: "Zhao Dou, you crazy bastard!"

Zhao Dou roared like a crazy dog: "Kuang Qingyun, shut up the fuck, it's not your turn to speak here!"

Deep sorrow appeared on Zhao Ding's thin and dry face, and he said slowly: "What do you want to bet on?"

"I'll bet my life on the position of Brother Muddy Waterpao's helm!"

"I promise you." Zhao Ding's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he stopped every word in his mouth.

Kuang Qingyun showed anxiety, "Master Ding!"

Zhao Ding waved his hand and looked at Li Jun, "Ah Jun, I'm sorry for today's matter. If you don't want to go on stage, I can send you out of Chengdu Mansion right now."

"Hmph, what a big tone!" Luo Zhen snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with Zhao Ding's words.

Zhao Ding turned a deaf ear to Luo Zhen's anger, and still smiled at Li Jun: "Don't worry, no one can threaten you today. An old man who is dying, no one can stop him from going crazy."

After the old man finished speaking, the boxing ring fell into silence.

Everyone is waiting for Li Jun to make a decision.

Li Jun raised his head and looked around at Brother Muddy Water Pao. He had not been in this world for a long time, and he was almost unfamiliar with these faces, except for those fiery eyes.

Those disciples of Brother Pao who exchanged their lives with the Japanese pirates in the warehouse also had the same eyes, and the meaning was self-evident.

Qi said that he has no clothes, and the same robe with his son.

"I'm going to fight, I just haven't killed enough people from the Knife Sacrificial Society."

Li Jun's answer was equally decisive.

Because he knew that if he chose to escape, even if Zhao Ding would really send him out of Chengdu Mansion, blood would surely flow on Jiulong Street today.

Many of these innocent muddy water robed brothers will not see the sun of tomorrow.

And if Zhao Dou replaces Zhao Ding, he will also face the endless pursuit of Pao Gehui and Jidaohui.

"it is good!"

Zhao Ding took a deep look at Li Jun's resolute face, and couldn't help but glance at the crazy Zhao Dou from the corner of his eye again.The sadness in his heart was blocked in his chest for a moment, making the old man's breathing a little short.

"Wave Blade, the honor of the Knife Festival will be given to you."

Tiger Tsuka tilted his head slightly, and behind him a Japanese pirate wearing a large kimono stepped forward, who was the head name of the "Ten Gui" Nani Ren.

"What are you doing, you want to play with a knife, right! I will stay with you to the end!"

Kuang Qingyun was swearing in a Shu dialect, and under Li Jun's surprised eyes, he pulled out a sheathed long knife from his wide sleeve like magic and threw it over.

"Killing Japanese pirates is still fun with this thing."

Li Jun drew his knife out of its sheath, a cold light flowed out from the sheath, and there was a clear and clanging continuous knife moan.

The hilt is as long as an adult's forearm, and the blade is more than one meter long. The dark blue tempered lines spread down from the blade, and the sharpness of the blade is chilling.

Li Jun saw this kind of weapon for the first time, and he couldn't help asking, "What kind of knife is this?"

Kuang Qingyun's handsome face was full of hostility, and he said with a sinister smile: "My Ming Empire specializes in repairing the Qi family knives of Japanese pirates!"

(End of this chapter)