The Iron Masked Sword King sighed: If you can hurt someone in front of me, you are considered a master, but he actually injured more than ten people, and his right leg was all broken in one place.

This is a man of God.

I smiled faintly and stood opposite the Iron Masked Sword King with my hands behind my back, as if nothing happened.

The Iron Masked Sword King was completely shocked. So many people were injured in front of him, and he didn't even notice.

He opened his mouth and said nothing for a long time.

Who is the Iron-faced Sword King? He is the one who licks the blood from the blade. In just one round, he knows my strength. If I had not been merciful, his head would have fallen off long ago.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face full of shock and fear.

"Do you still want to fight me?"

The Iron Masked Sword King looked at me in disbelief and suddenly said: "Is it true that you said you would give me double the price?"

"Ah? Of course it's true!"

"Okay, Wei Zhiguo gives me one million. If you give me two million, today's incident will be treated as if it never happened."

I was a little surprised. I had never seen such a fickle killer, and he had no professional ethics.

The seventh sister said that he recognizes money but not people, which is absolutely correct. Maybe there will be a counterattack.

I smiled, nodded, and said, "Deal!"

Wang Fugui was shocked, climbed out from under the table, pointed at the Iron Masked Sword King and said: "Are you the Iron Masked Sword King? You can't be a fake, you don't play according to the routine, why don't you fight? Scared?

It made me crawl under the table, it turns out I’m still a coward.”

The Iron-faced Sword King's eyes widened, and he threw out a flying knife, flying directly past Wang Fugui.

Whoosh!

Wang Fugui was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

Then Wang Fugui's pants fell off.

Wang Fugui was stunned now, and cold sweat broke out on his back. If the Iron Masked Sword King's hand was just a little bit off, his little brother would be useless.

If you pick up any girl or look for any girl, you will be a eunuch from now on.

Wang Fugui stood there blankly, not daring to talk nonsense anymore.

"Who is calling me a coward? I am aware of current affairs. He Wei Zhiguo has nothing to do with me. I only use money to do things. Since I can't understand the matter and can't fight it, I won't do it to avoid getting hurt. This kid

I am willing to give two million, and the extra money will be used to treat my brothers."

I clapped my hands and felt that this person was unusual.

"The King of Swordsmen is a smart man, so there is nothing wrong with what he said."

"Are you Wang Fugui? I heard that Wang Fugui is a loser who has no other use than lust. I didn't expect that you are actually a peerless master. I admire you."

When Wang Fugui heard this, he said angrily: "Why am I such a loser? Who did you listen to? I am a wise and courageous Wang Fugui who is talented, personable and loved by everyone.

.”

The Iron-faced Sword King frowned and looked Wang Fugui up and down.

"So you are Wang Fugui, and it suits your temperament very well. May I ask your name, please?" the Iron-faced Sword King said to me.

"I'll give you a second skin!"

The Iron-faced Sword King was stunned and said: "What, are you Zhang Erpi?"

"Yes, he is Zhang Erpi!" Shang Ke replied.

The Iron Masked Sword King suddenly knelt on the ground and cupped his fists with both hands.

Everyone present was shocked. Wasn't this a thug sent by Wei Zhiguo? Why did he kneel down instead of fighting? What on earth was going on?

"The person I admire most in Tiemian's life is Zhang Erpi. There have been rumors about your deeds in the world. I didn't expect that I actually saw a living person today. I just offended him."

The Iron Masked Sword King's kneeling shocked me. This guy is really a weirdo.

I lifted him up with both hands and said with a smile: "Of course I am alive!"

The Iron-faced Sword King said excitedly: "I was just thinking, there are only a few famous people in the world, who can have such great internal strength in martial arts. It turns out to be Mr. Zhang, a descendant of the Qiao family, whom I have admired for a long time."

"Second Master, let's not talk about money. Who is Wei Zhiguo? If he actually spends money to cause trouble for you, Second Master, then he is against me, the Iron-faced Sword King. Second Master, please leave this matter to me.

I must handle the matter clearly for you."

It just so happened that the thug Wei Zhiguo paid a lot of money to hire turned out to be a big fan of mine.

Wei Zhiguo, who originally wanted to cause trouble for me, is really in trouble now. The Iron Masked Sword King is a ruthless character.

He actually rebelled and wanted to deal with Wei Zhiguo in turn.

Wang Fugui laughed loudly, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Wei Zhiguo never expected that the person sent to beat me would actually betray him and go back to deal with him. Thinking about Wei Zhiguo's surprised expression, I am happy."

At this moment, sparse footsteps came from outside the door.

Then the bar door was kicked open.

"Don't move, raise your hands, the police will handle the case."

Everyone present was stunned. Unexpectedly, the police came unexpectedly, and there was no movement at all.

When I saw Kong Ye beside me, I understood everything.

It turned out that this was a trap. Wei Zhiguo sent people to make trouble, and then the two of us started fighting. They came with machetes. The swords had no eyes, and there were guaranteed to be casualties. Kong Ye was looking for the police, and we were waiting to go to jail.

.

This plan is really good and ruthless.

"What should Erpi do? The police are actually here. We can't argue now. Maybe we will go in."

Wang Fugui was a little anxious.

"Are you scared?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? That's the police. Can you not be afraid of a gun in your hand?"

"You didn't hurt anyone, what are you afraid of?"

Qingzi had never seen such a scene before, and was a little panicked, hiding behind Shang Ke.

"Put down the weapons in your hands. Do you hear me? Do you want to rebel? Stand still for me."

A dozen policemen were gesticulating at us with guns in their hands.

Looking at their nervous expressions, one can tell that the police rarely go out to police, and even with guns in their hands, they are actually timid.

It's no wonder that there are more than twenty big men in the bar holding machetes in their hands. Maybe some guy who is not afraid of death will fly over and slash him, and big trouble will easily happen.

The leader was a fat man with particularly sharp eyes. He walked up to me and the Iron Masked Sword King.

"Who is the boss here? Someone reported that there are terrorists here and there are knife fights. What's going on?"

Wang Fugui immediately smiled bitterly and said: "No, no, it must be the wrong policeman!"

"Make a mistake? I made a mistake with so many machetes? Put down your weapons, raise your hands, and go back to the station."

I spread my hands and said, "A fight? Who is fighting? We didn't fight either."

When the fat policeman heard this, he sneered: "What did you say? Where is the tiger? You don't have a fight?"

The fat policeman pointed his hand, and there were fifteen or six men lying on the floor in the hall, clutching their injured right legs. They all had machetes in their hands, and they all looked fierce. Who would believe it if they said there was no fight.

The Iron-faced Sword King stared and said, "Comrade police, why are you arresting us? We didn't fight, we just came to the bar to drink and party."
Chapter completed!