Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Black Bull! Kill him!"

"Hahaha! It's impossible to lose with such a size difference!"

"I bet all my wealth on you to win! Crush that skinny monkey for me!"

The gamblers in the audience roared Black Bull's name, and there were only a few people shouting for Jiang Shouyun.

From the perspective of gamblers, there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle!

The figure of the "White Death" is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people.

He is over 180cm tall and weighs close to 90kg. His streamlined and graceful muscles fit tightly onto his frame. Even if his body is covered with clothes, he can still feel a strong and sharp beauty.

Just the occasionally exposed solid chest and arms are enough to defeat most of the male creatures present.

However, compared with "Black Bull", it is far behind.

He is over two meters tall, with broad shoulders, a thick waist, abdomen and neck. Looking at the muscles that seem to burst the skin, he weighs at least 150kg.

Looks like a giant.

In front of the black bull, the so-called "White Death" looks like a child!

"Both sides are in position! Prepare..."

After the usual exchange of bad words ended, the woman's high-pitched voice sounded at the right time.

"start!"

The words and the raised palm fell at the same time, as if the last thread of the tense nerves was cut off!

Bang! !

The muscles of Hei Niu's legs were knotted, and he stepped hard on the ground, causing cracks in the ground.

With his strong lower body strength and huge weight, his charge even brought up a gust of wind!

The momentum was so fierce, it was like a car rushing towards me!

Almost instantly, those broad, calloused hands grabbed Jiang Shouyun's neck.

It was obvious that he didn't mean to show mercy at all as he said.

"Roar!!"

The gamblers roared with excitement.

Looking at this fatal scene, they could almost hear the crisp sound of the cervical vertebrae breaking when those hands pinched the neck!

And that also represents the beautiful sound of money!

However, looking at those thick palms covered with calluses, Jiang Shouyun sighed.

next moment.

His body slid backwards nimbly, and the lingering bloody smell on his palms brushed past his face, narrowly avoiding it again and again.

Just a little bit.

But a slight difference is a huge difference. Jiang Shouyun's movements were concise and precise.

Immediately, a concealed leg kick went straight to the inner thigh of the black bull that was about to lift up.

Not a lot of force, but here's the hamstring.

Once hit, the center of gravity may be lost at best, or half of the body may be paralyzed at worst.

Such a small mistake was caught by Jiang Shouyun and dealt a fatal blow!

But Hei Niu's expression remained unchanged, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had expected it and was not surprised.

brush! !

Hei Niu immediately changed his moves and put his other arm in front of him to protect him, grabbing the thigh while releasing his strength.

But the originally swift palm was a little faster, as dexterous as a snake, and grabbed Jiang Shouyun's arm.

He is not as "bulky" as his codename makes him feel.

Seeing this sudden scene, the gambler swallowed back his curses instantly and became extremely excited.

"Strangulation! Strangulation!"

"Crush him! Crush him!!"

If he was caught by the black bull's hands, the game would have been over.

The reason why the black bull is called the black bull is not just because of the head covering.

It's even more because of his deadly "horns"-like grip!

Once the opponent is held by those hands, the broken bones will pierce the skin!

"Boy! That's it!"

As if he felt that he was winning, Hei Niu smiled cruelly at Jiang Shouyun in front of him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He was going to cut this guy in half alive!

However, a few seconds passed.

Use force once, force twice...

The imagined scene of blood splattering did not appear.

Hei Niu held Jiang Shouyun's arms and thighs tightly, and the two of them were stagnant like wax statues.

Now even the cheers and shouts around him became dull, and the originally excited gamblers noticed something unusual.

"TMD! What's going on? What is Black Bull doing? Can't you stop?"

"Mad! What are two men doing over there, looking at each other passionately??"

"Fuck! What are you doing standing still? Crush him quickly!!"

The originally low whispers gradually became noisy.

However, they did not see that the cruel smile on Black Bull's face had become stiff at this time.

He looked down at the "white and tender" palms holding his arms, and a large amount of sweat slowly dripped down his cheeks.

"……Why?"

it's wired.

It was obvious that he had restrained this guy.

However, if you pinch the bones... they won't break, and if you pump your arms... you won't be able to remove them.

This feeling does not feel like being held by human flesh and blood, nor does it feel like being held by a human being.

Instead, it was more like he was trying to dig out the mountain with his bare hands, but was unable to move due to the weight of the mountain.

"General."

On the contrary, Jiang Shouyun's voice was as calm as if nothing had happened despite being suppressed and pinched by the iron-handed Black Bull who had killed countless people.

This strange situation caused a chill to rise in Hei Niu's heart.

Before he could react.

Then he felt an unprecedented force pouring into his arm!

"What...what??"

Veins popped up on Hei Niu's face, and he watched helplessly as his arm was lifted bit by bit.

He felt as if his proud hands were being lifted up by a crane.

No.

The black bull suddenly raised his head.

His bloodshot black orbs shimmered with gold.

However, the eyes looking at the white mask were full of fear.

"You, you are a mixed race too?!"

Although his bloodline is very thin and he can barely light up his golden eyes, his power is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.

And this guy in front of me...

He seemed to stretch easily and restrained him forcefully.

It seemed like just a gentle pinch could crush him into a pulp!

This is definitely not the power that ordinary humans should have!

"Mixed breed, what is it?"

Jiang Shouyun tilted his head: "Unfortunately, I am not a mixed race."

On the handsome face under the mask is a polite and gentle smile, and deep blue eyes.

"I'm just a retired Grim Reaper, that's all."

Jiang Shouyun no longer suppressed his power, and the spiritual power in his body gathered in his palms.

Click! !

Bones and flesh shattered, blood splattered.

The pain is like crushing the soul.

"Uhhhhhhh!!!"

The black bull's extremely shrill screams resounded throughout the arena.

The tough guy was kneeling in front of Jiang Shouyun with tears streaming down his face.

The proud arm was twisted into a knot, leaving only the purple-black flesh connected to the bones.

Such a bloody and violent scene was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's souls directly, and their hearts suddenly stopped for a second.

The entire arena fell into an eerie silence.

"One minute."

Jiang Shouyun took out a tissue, wiped the blood on his hands, and said calmly: "Can we announce the results?"

The stunned woman finally came to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"Gudong!"

The woman's Adam's apple rolled, she glanced at the cold white mask with a fearful expression, and said in a trembling voice: "Black... the black bull cannot rise again, the winner is... the white god of death!"

Everyone looked at the tall figure on the field.

When the first person roared out that name, everyone in the arena flushed with excitement.

Jiang Shouyun waved his hand and walked towards the exit of the arena without looking back.

After walking out of the arena, the quiet night and the underground fighting separated by a wall seemed to be two different worlds.

The cool evening breeze cooled the blood in his bones.

"Is it Category 10 Typhoon Dandelion?"

Looking at the gloomy night sky outside, Jiang Shouyun frowned.

Typhoons are not uncommon in this coastal city, but Category 10 typhoons are not easy to encounter.

Jiang Shouyun doesn't like rainy days.

My shoes and clothes get wet, and water splashes everywhere when I walk. There is a decaying smell in the humid air, which makes people feel depressed.

Even though, after the rainy day, there is a sunny day with warmth.

"Please wait, Mr. Death."

Just when Jiang Shouyun was considering whether to buy an umbrella, a voice suddenly called him from behind.

A man in a suit holding an umbrella came over with a smile and stretched out his hand to him.

"Assistant Chen? Is there anything else?"

Jiang Shouyun turned around, glanced at the umbrella in his hand, and said calmly: "Isn't Boss Wang dissatisfied because I abolished that guy?"

As he said that, he shook hands with the man in the suit and took the umbrella from his hand very naturally.

"How is it possible? After entering here, life and death are determined, and wealth is in the sky."

The man in the suit shook his head as if he didn't notice, and said in a gentle tone: "The boss just wants me to ask you, when will you come to play the 21st game? He is looking forward to your 30th consecutive victory."

"Oh? Really?" Jiang Shouyun squinted his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile, "Boss Wang is so generous. With thirty consecutive wins, the bonus will become 100 million."

Ten million, if you grit your teeth, maybe you can still give it, but if it's 100 million...

The man in the suit smiled bitterly and adjusted his glasses to cover the flash of chill in his eyes.

But, I didn’t wait for him to say anything else.

"Forget it, I won't let Boss Wang spend any money."

Jiang Shouyun waved his hand, turned around and walked outside: "Remember to put the 10 million for twenty consecutive wins into my card. Happy cooperation."

"Oh, by the way, thank you for the umbrella."

Staring at the departing figure, the man in the suit's smile gradually faded and he took out his cell phone, which was still making calls.

A cold voice came from the phone:

"Dispose of it and do it cleanly."

The man in the suit nodded silently, his black eyes gradually turning into gold.

The next moment, the figure slowly dissipated.

Timeline slightly adjusted.

Regarding the time of the Viaduct Maybach, it was originally said to be in Chu Zihang Junior High School on July 3, 2004, but later the revised version said it was in Chu Zihang High School, that is, from 2005 to 2006. I am used to this, after all, Jiangnan The old thief eats books not once or twice.

So, if you can, just think of it as my second design or the butterfly effect, to facilitate the development of the plot, don’t blame me.