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This vulgar remark was like igniting the fuse of a gunpowder pack, and immediately caused a burst of laughter.
Although it was him who was making fun of, Hu San'er didn't take it seriously, and laughed with everyone.
Tonight's Roche Manor is really a sea of ??joy.
Pleasant laughter, one after another, was as loud as shaking the sky.
"Then I thank you all." The young man who broke in rashly said a little timidly, "Is there anyone from the Blood Justice League here?"
"What? You want to be related to someone from the Blood Justice League?" Hu San'er looked at him sideways and said.
"Maybe he is seeking revenge with the Blood Justice League, hehe!" Zhao Dahao grinned.
"Don't talk so much nonsense." Qi Wuhuan said, "Little brother, yes, we have brothers from the Blood Justice League here. Here, he is¡ª"
Qi Wuhuan turned around slightly, pointed to the left and rear:
"He is the master of the Blood Justice League, Fan Haiqing."
"Why, do you want to fight him first?"
"No, no, no!" Zhang Shaochen glanced at Fan Haiqing, then waved his hands again and again, "How dare I fight an expert of the Blood Justice League!"
"Exactly!" Hu San'er hurriedly yelled in a high-pitched voice, "Brother Fan is so powerful, don't hold back as soon as he comes up, it's not fun to maim people and children."
"I tell you, everyone, don't rob me!"
"I, Hu San'er, have been playing money with you for the past few days. I have never been lucky. I really pawned off my wife's panties when I lost!"
"Don't be pawned!" Zhao Dahao said with a strange smile, "Sell it to me, sell it to me, I'll pay three times the price!"
"Fuck you! Pooh!" Hu San'er spat at him, and continued, "Boss Qi, good brothers, I, Hu San, am in urgent need of a change of luck, and everyone will see that I will lose all the money my boss gave me. For your sake, let me be the first to do such a fun thing!"
"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed in unison after hearing this, and said one after another, "Hu San'er, it's ok, so that my sister-in-law's panties won't be bought by Zhao Dahao, I'll let you have a chance to change my luck. "
"However, you have lost all your gambling money these days, but don't play this game tonight, you will lose too!"
"Haha!" Hu San'er didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, and shouted casually, "It's good to lose, it's good to lose."
"We are frustrated in the fighting arena, but we are proud in the casino, and we have changed our luck!"
"Hahaha!" Seeing his unscrupulous appearance, everyone burst into laughter.
After the laughter subsided, Qi Wuhuan also smiled and nodded to Hu San'er: "Brother Hu, let's go."
"okay!"
With Qi Wuhuan's consent, Hu San'er immediately pulled out a strange curved sword, and leaped in front of the boy with a few strides.
Don't look at Hu San'er's vulgar words and his gambler, but everyone present knows that the strange snake-like sword in his hand was not given for nothing.
"Venomous Snake Sword" Hu San'er is also a well-known name in the green forest.
In the past ten years, I don't know how many people who are black and white have died under the poisonous snake sword in his hand.
Everyone originally thought that although Hu San'er had a ruthless and fierce swordsmanship, according to what everyone said just now, if he clearly wanted to tease this young man, he would definitely take his time.
Unexpectedly, when the two faced each other, Hu San'er's attack was fierce, and his sword was like the wind, without any hint of teasing.
At first glance, his style of play does not match the teasing thinking just mentioned.
But thinking about it again, the masters at the scene knew what was going on:
It looks fierce, but this is already the softest way for Hu San'er, the poisonous snake sword.
After thinking about this, while everyone understood, they also prayed for the young man in their hearts, praying that he would not be easily hurt by Hu San'er.
Fan Haiqing from the Blood Justice League even shouted: "Hu San'er, you said just now that you were afraid that I would injure this child, so you should keep your hand!"
"Yep!"
"Yeah yeah!"
"Old Hu, take it easy."
The crowd echoed in unison.
In the midst of all the shouts for Hu San'er to hold back his hands, suddenly, a scream was heard!
The screams that suddenly sounded were very high-pitched and loud, and instantly suppressed everyone's buzzing reminders.
Everyone immediately shouted in their hearts:
"Hu San'er is so tired!"
"Try to tease the first one, I don't know how to cherish it, I hurt people's children so quickly."
Just as he was thinking this way, another scream was heard, followed by the sound of "dang clang" as gold and iron fell to the ground.
"No!"
Hearing the second scream and abnormal noise, everyone suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"what happened?!"
"Hearing this scream, why does it sound like Hu San'er?"
Those who reacted quickly took a look at the field¡ª¡ª
They looked at the boy first, but saw that he was in normal condition.
Looking at Hu San'er again, I saw that the best gambling partner in the past few days not only had a big hole in his shoulder clothes, and blood kept oozing out, what's worse, half of his right hand palm was cut off. Lost!
Scarlet blood, sprayed everywhere!
Seeing this situation, everyone thought:
"Oh, the 'clang' sound just now was the sound of Hu San'er's poisonous snake sword falling to the ground."
"That's right, half of the palm is gone, so what kind of sword is there?"
"Uh! This, this, this!"
When the mind turned to this point, all the people present were completely awake, and they were shocked!
"how so?!"
At this time, Hu San'er, enduring the severe pain, yelled at Zhang Shaochen again and again in horror:
"You little bastard!"
"You little traitor!"
"me¡ª¡ª"
"Huh?" Compared to the furious Hu San'er, Zhang Shaochen said calmly, "I, what am I? You lost."
Seeing him like this, Hu San'er was even more furious, jumping and shouting:
"You little traitor, you actually¡ª"
Before he finished cursing a sentence, Zhang Shaochen stopped him and said:
"Brother, it seems that your gambling is really bad."
"If you lose, you lose. Why do you always scold people?"
"Actually, according to my younger brother, it's not entirely a bad thing."
"Didn't you say that if you are frustrated in the fighting arena and proud in the casino, at least you have changed your luck."
"Didn't you just want to change your luck in the casino?"
Hu San'er was furious when he heard the words:
"Half of my palm is disabled, how can I gamble conveniently in the future¡ª"
As soon as he said what he said, he suddenly came to his senses, and in an instant he roared again and again, spouting obscene words from his mouth.
Seeing him scolding harshly, Zhang Shaochen's face turned cold, and Hengjian said on his chest:
"Hu San'er, seeing that you are so energetic and scolding so happily, do you still want to beat me?"
"Okay! You don't have a sword, let my little brother come and see your single palm!"
"However, this is the second game."
Hearing what he said, Hu San'er, who was scolding jubilantly, suddenly stopped talking, his face was ugly and embarrassed.
The boy is actually a ruthless person!
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