Merchant of the Underworld

"I'll give you a chance too!" I put my hands behind my back and looked directly into his eyes: "Do you commit suicide obediently, or do you wait for me to do it and make your life worse than death?"

Wu Qianwu gritted his teeth bitterly and said to the old monk: "Master Du Zhen, give him a breath, I want this ignorant boy to taste what life is worse than death."

"It should have been like this a long time ago!" the old monk shouted: "If you don't kill him, he will be so scared. How can he be submissive? Form an array."

As he shouted, the eight evil monks surrounding me shouted at the same time, stretched out their arms and stepped forward, forming an eight-way ghost formation.

Click!

Before they could make any further moves, there was a sudden explosion.

Looking around, it turned out to be a chair with flowers blooming on the back of one of the evil monks' heads!

The chair was smashed to pieces, and broken pieces of wood were scattered on the floor.

"Amitabha!" The evil monk who was hit covered his head and stumbled, screaming miserably.

It could be heard from the sound that although the guy was not knocked down immediately, he was still seriously injured.

The person who hit him was Gao Datou!

Gao Datou took two steps forward, held up half a chair leg and pointed at the evil monks: "You are all fucking rebellious, aren't you? What you are saying is the king's law, you are all shit, shave it off Bald Lao'er is so amazing, isn't he just trying his best? Come on! I've never been afraid of anyone."

This guy is also an alternative in the world of underworld.

When we came to Wuhan to drink together, he talked about his past.

Long before joining this industry, he was a gangster, and he was also a typical hard-working Saburo!

He has been on the streets since he was a teenager and has fought hundreds of thousands of fights, large and small. It can be said that he has extremely rich fighting experience. Later, he went to Myanmar and Thailand to engage in black market boxing.

According to him, Taekwondo coaches, Muay Thai champions, and retired special forces have all fought against each other, and they have never lost! Not even injured. Until later I met a skinny little man and put him in one round.

He was not convinced at first, so he asked the man to fight again. This time it was even worse. He was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for three months.

After further inquiry, I found out that the little man was a very famous head-dressing master in Chiang Mai, Thailand.

The key to defeating him is not martial arts, but head-lowering techniques.

Gao Datou has been beating others since he was a child. After suffering this secret loss, he was unwilling to accept it. After returning to China, he resolutely joined the business of hurting people with evil objects.

His original purpose was also very simple. He wanted to learn the art of yin and yang in two-handed fighting, and then go back to settle the score with that guy!

Making money or accumulating moral virtue are not important to him. What he usually pays most attention to is how to make himself more powerful in fighting!

According to him, after completing the training, he ran back to Thailand and directly broke all the opponent's hands, feet and limbs, and then went on to win eighty-seven games in a row with extreme arrogance.

The tall head let out a fierce breath and lost interest in this thing since then. After I met a Taiwanese girl, I had the intention of retiring and was preparing to develop my career there.

This guy has a very upright temperament. The thing he doesn't like the most is bullying others with more people. Even he himself doesn't know how many times he has helped strangers fight for no apparent reason. The only reason is that there are too many people on the other side. , he felt it was unfair!

At this time, let alone having some friendship with me, even if you are a stranger to me, if you see those eight evil monks attacking me, you will definitely take the initiative!

When Wu Qianwu and the old monk saw the tall head suddenly popping out and taking action rashly, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Just now, they had seriously injured one person and killed another. They thought that the people in the crowd were so scared that they no longer dared to meddle in their own business, but they didn't expect that such a stupid young man would show up again, and he was so aggressive.

"Big head, that's interesting!" I smiled at him.

"What does this mean? I still owe you a favor for what happened last time." Gao Datou replied cheerfully, then pointed at the old monk and said: "You go deal with that old guy, the remaining few Leave the little cub to me."

"ah!"

The evil monk who was hit by him shouted wildly and rushed forward first.

"Fuck your grandma!" The tall man threw half of the chair legs out, then ran a few steps and jumped up.

As soon as the monk swept the chair legs aside with a wave of his hand, the tall head leaping in the air came closer.

He kicked the evil monk firmly on the chest and kicked him away!

It hit the wall with a loud bang, causing several cracks.

Everyone around was suddenly startled and took a few steps back, leaving a clearing.

Several other evil monks shouted fiercely and ran towards him at the same time.

The tall man clenched his fists loudly, rushed forward, and fought with those evil monks.

I glanced back.

Gao Datou was indeed not bragging. Under the siege of the seven evil monks, he was still able to handle it with ease. Although he could not find any chance to hurt another person for the time being, those evil monks were unable to do anything to him.

He turned back and looked at the old monk.

I don’t know if this guy was shocked by the fierceness of the tall head. He stopped six or seven meters in front of me. He stared at the tall head who was fighting fiercely with a pair of small yellow eyes, then turned to the crowd and said : "Is there anyone else who is here to die? I will send you to the West together, so that I can keep you company!"

Everyone lowered their heads, not to mention standing up like a tall man, not even daring to look at him.

"Old bald donkey, don't you want to kill me as a warning to others? Then do it quickly and let me see what kind of cats and dogs you are." I still put my hands behind my back and said calmly.

In fact, from the moment I stepped into the hospital, I was ready to take on the challenge at any time.

"Take your life!" The old monk stopped talking nonsense and rushed towards me with a wild shout.

The monk's robe on his body started to rise without any wind, and it swayed as if he had suddenly gained weight several times. When he stepped on the marble floor, the whole room shook violently.

He stepped on a big deep pit in the ground, and there were cracks in the sound! The old monk took advantage of the situation and jumped up to a height of two or three meters, then swung his palm and struck hard.

In an instant, the air around my body seemed to be compressed and solidified, and black winds kept circling and flying around, like shackles of hell, trapping me tightly, let alone moving, even breathing. Somewhat difficult. Visible to the naked eye, a black palm pressed violently towards my heart.

"Get out of the way."

"Shopkeeper Zhang!"

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When everyone saw it, they all screamed in confusion.

Although they did not dare to speak out, even after one death and one injury, no one dared to stand up and speak. But they knew very well in their hearts that if I was killed by this old monk, their lives from now on would be firmly in the hands of the Lingbao Society!

Seeing that the old monk's palm was no ordinary martial arts, it must be an extremely powerful evil spell, they couldn't help but screamed in worry.