I'm really annoyed in my heart, and the look on my face must be ugly. Who can still have a hippy smile when he meets his homicide?

But I still can't guilty of being stunned with an old man, and judging from the strength of the old man's hands just now, I can't beat him either, damn.

I said: "I have blood and deep hatred with this person. I can't let him go. Today may be my only chance to know the truth."

Old Mo said: "What's the truth? Is it true that what you see with your eyes? Is it true that you hear with your ears, young people, have to be calm. What happened more than a decade ago, more than a decade ago, there was no conclusion. How do you investigate now?"

"How do you know this?!"

He knows me, and he knows me very well, he may even know the whole thing.

Lao Mo took out a handful of erhu from nowhere, hugged it in his hand, and pulled it empty.

"Jian Luma asked the sky, but the world is commonplace."

The old man pulled the erhu specially for the occasion. It was desolate and simple, and it was quite serious. If I could not hear that it was the effect sound of the glory of the king, it would be quite artistic.

He smiled again: "The old man can read his mind."

I pleased: "Old man, do you know something, tell me."

The old man pulled the erhu again, but at this time the scene was quiet, and the four-in-two game was about to begin.

I cannot guarantee whether the old man can tell the truth or lies, but whether it is true or false, it can be counted as one of the clues. I have heard enough testimony, whether it is true or false, from these trivial In the clues, I can always piece together a rough truth.

But the old man made a silence gesture to me, hinting that I should be quieter and stop talking.

"Today's situation is meeting, and the heroes are fighting, but you only care about the old case 20 years ago, young people, your vision is not good."

I scolded an swear word in my heart, a group of gambling ghosts gathered to gamble, what kind of situation is it?

The old man doesn’t allow me to walk around. I have to sit next to him. I don’t want to fight an old man in front of so many people. I beat the old man.

Jiang Ming and Yuemangong sat down at two tables separately. The situation on the card game was broadcast live on four large screens. It turned out to be Texas Hold'em, which surprised me.

The camera is fixed and installed on the upper left of each table. It can take pictures of the situation on the table and the faces of several onlookers.

The more I watched, the more things were wrong, because I saw Jiang Yunqing first.

That's all, then I saw Bald again, why is Bald here too?

Then, I saw Liu Rong, and behind Liu Rong was a young man wearing a hoodie, who looked almost exactly the same as Yueman Bow.

"Why are they here?"

"Hero will, will be heroes, fight against each other, and fight against each other." Lao Mo still pulled his erhu, suddenly his tone became extremely solemn, "In the words of you young people, this is a big body of the rivers and lakes."

The bald is from the Yunya School. I don't know what the Yunya School is, but he is definitely not a hooligan in the market, he is a man with a face and a face.

The Yue family brothers are even more so. Lao Gan told me that Liu Rong was surrounded by a young man surnamed Yue, who was so skillful that he was a decent person on the rivers and lakes.

There is also Lao Mo, who is babbling about him. I don't know what kind of weapon his erhu is. It is very mysterious, similar to the people in martial arts novels.

These are only people I know, and most of them are people I don’t know. Today this is called the Poison King Contest, but as Lao Mo said, it’s more like a big party of people from the rivers and lakes. What is this group of people gathering here? Whatever you want to do, you won't want my mother's painting.

I feel that Boss He wanted to use this painting to attract these people here from the very beginning, for nothing else but his gambling king contest.

"The kid from the Yue family, the disciples of the Yunya school, these are only those you know. The fat guy who looks like he is asleep has the surname Guan. You should find someone to find out who Guan Lang is. Then tie two ponytails. The little girl who looks at the elementary school is still not graduated, even if you are two of you, you are not the opponent of others, that is the descendant of the Qian Family’s Xuan Nv Sutra, and the one who has dyed yellow hair, and the one who is chewing chicken legs. Six of the nine surnames of Jianghu are here, you don’t want to think about why?"

"For Wuxiangshan." I said dumbfounded.

"Yes, nor is it."

While we were chatting, there were two final winners on the four card tables. There is no doubt that it was Jiang Ming and Yue Man Gong.

The game has entered a white-hot stage, and the final game is about to be determined. Although after the gambling king wins, anyone who enters the finals can challenge the gambling king at any time, and the person who wins the gambling king before the ship docks can take away Wuxiangshan, but everyone in the room knows that once the painting enters With Yueman Bow or Jiang Ming's hands, there is absolutely no chance of winning it back.

As usual, Boss He said a few words to warm up the scene, and the atmosphere on the scene was heated up. Those who watched the heat were all unknowing tourists, those who really came to Wuxiang Mountain, and they were all staring at it at this time. Vice painting.

Old Mo suddenly said, "Would you like to play with me? A bet on which of these two people will win and who will lose?"

"Don't bet." I said bluntly, "Old man, this erhu is what you have all over you. When Double Eleven is discounted, you may get three of them for 100 yuan, and you will get free shipping. What do you take to bet with me? "

Old Mo wondered: "That's worth thirty yuan, can't I just bet thirty yuan with you? I'm full of bows under the moon."

I laughed angrily: "Old man, you are too bullying. Could it be that I can still suppress Jiang Ming? Moon Man Bow is the gambling king in Las Vegas. Look at his hands and palms. This kind of thin wound, do you know how it is caused? It was made by playing with a knife. But it is not an ordinary knife, it is a blade that is a little thinner than a hair."

Old Mo snorted, "Young people know a lot."

"It's more than that. This kind of blade is very similar to a beard knife, but it's not. It's specially used for training old people. Caimen also uses this method to even speed. Now it is called magic. The practice is nothing else, that is Practicing a Wuying Kuaishou, come and go without a trace. This kind of thousands of hands, as long as he sits on the bank and deals cards, there is no way to win. You can have any cards you want. Sometimes thousands of hands take care of your opponent's emotions. , I won’t make Qian so obvious. Sometimes I just don’t give you a face. Those old ones make you doubt life. But even if you use a normal camera to play back, you can’t tell the clues unless you use a high-speed camera. I have played against Jiang Ming. This person is just clever. If he wants to play tricks, he may have the possibility of winning. If he wants to play cards, it’s impossible. My chief has told me that there are eight side gates in the rivers and lakes, with golden colors hanging. The jury will adjust the willows. In addition to the eight big side gates, there are eight more sects. The sixteen sects are all the means of blessed pawns to ask for life, but the outer sects are more bloody and cruel. Just looking at the moon. A hand full of bows can be seen by a knowledgeable person at a glance. This is a veteran of Qianmen. How does Jiang Ming win?"

After finishing speaking, I stood up regardless of Lao Mo's prevention. Lao Mo caught the erhu into the squeaky nest and followed up and asked, "Where are you going?" JrNovels.com