Pirate's Strongest Passerby

Hand laughed unbridled, and the fishmongers around him frowned, but they did not dare to come forward to help. They just closed their eyes and gritted their teeth, clenching their fists.

md, these abominable bandits! The fishmongers gritted their teeth and thought, but they could do nothing.

Seeing that the stall was smashed beyond recognition, Leo's eyes were filled with tears, as if his heart was being cut out with a steel knife, and his heart was bleeding.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over."

Leo murmured as if he was possessed, his voice was slightly crying, his lips were white, and his beard was trembling.

"Stinky old man, get out of here!"

A bald man wearing a black sweatshirt kicked Leo over, then clamped one of Leo's hands and pressed it back on his waist. His knees pressed Leo to the ground, unable to move. His eyes were full of ridicule, and then his hands

Touching Leo's pocket.

Leo's face was on the ground, covered in dust. He felt something in his pocket being taken away. Leo suddenly felt like a frightened bird. Tears fell and he begged: "No, no! Brother

Please, you destroyed the stall and took away the fish. Please let me go. I used the money to buy medicine for my child..."

The bald man in a sweatshirt took out a crumpled banknote, his eyes full of contempt. He stood up and dug Leo away and scolded: "Damn old man, you only have so much money in your body?"

He got that note by tricking Chu Feng. Now that the bandit was holding it in his hand, Leo was already disheartened. Thinking of his child suffering from illness every day and night, Leo felt a pain in his heart.

, without even bothering to dust off his face, he rushed towards the bald man in a singlet like crazy.

The bald man in sweats was not thinking about Leo, and he was not concentrating, so he was immediately knocked down and pinned down by Leo.

Leo reached out and frantically tried to grab the note. When he was about to grab the note, someone suddenly kicked out and kicked Leo to the ground.

Leo rolled out three or four meters and hit his head on a piece of wood. Blood seeped out of his forehead and mixed with dry and choking dust slipped into Leo's mouth.

"Old guy, if you really want to die, I'll give you a ride!" Hand took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Leo, with a fierce look on his face.

When seeing a gun, everyone will always dodge subconsciously, and Leo is no exception. This is a manifestation of self-protection consciousness, because no one can predict whether he will be alive the next second when the bullet comes out of the gun.

Hand was joking. For some reason, when he saw the fear in Leo's eyes, he felt very fulfilled and had a sense of superiority.

It was as if he was the God of Death at this moment and could control anyone's life or death.

Gently opening the gun safety with his thumb, Hand felt that this moment was really great!

However, just when he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly found that the gun in his hand disappeared, and there was a man in front of him.

Chu Feng was playing with a gun in one hand and holding a bamboo skewer with a grilled fish on it in the other.

"You disturbed my eating."

Chu Feng casually bit off the fish from the tail and slowly swallowed the whole grilled fish into his mouth. When he pulled it out, it had been cut into a fish bone without any skin or flesh.

All this felt like a magic trick. The bandits were all stunned with their eyes wide open, and one sentence popped up in their minds: How did this man do it?

Shaking their heads vigorously, it was obviously not what they needed to care about at the moment.

"Chu Feng-sang!" As if Leo had found a savior, he ran over and hugged Chu Feng's thigh, crying with snot and tears: "Chu Feng-sang, please save me! These

Bald people are bad people, they robbed my money and they want to kill me!"

After saying that, Leo rubbed his face hard against Chu Feng's pants, sniffing twice before stopping.

Chu Feng looked embarrassed. He felt that this guy was a bit like a candy, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter how hard he tried.

"Boy, I'm telling you, don't mind my own business? Otherwise, I'll shoot you too!" Hand glared at Chu Feng with his eyes rounded, and said smugly: "I'm the bandit Burley Hand, and I'm offering a reward of 5 million.

Bailey's man! Get out of here and don't disturb me from doing business."

"Five million?" Chu Feng threw away the fish bones, looked at the other party in slight surprise, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are quite valuable, bald man, how about we make a bet?"

Hande was stunned for a moment, stared at Chu Feng and said: "Betting? What are you betting on?" Then a smile appeared on his face: "Let me tell you first, my gambling skills are very powerful. The entire bandit group, my gambling skills

Master the art!"

When Hand said the word "gambling", his bald boys looked at each other with ugly expressions.

The gambling skills of their boss are really too bad to be praised.

I remember the last time we played dice to guess the size, in order to flatter Hande, every time Hande placed a bet, someone would immediately point to the outside of the cave and say: "Boss, there is a shooting star!"

Then Hand foolishly ran out to take a look. A few minutes later, he came back with a sullen face and wanted to curse, but when he thought about it, he hadn't looked at the dice numbers yet. As soon as he opened the dice, the numbers were exactly the same as what he had bet.

Laugh to your heart's content, completely forget about settling scores with your subordinates, and place your bets and win.

In other words, Hande's excellent gambling skills were the result of flattery from his subordinates.

Therefore, when they heard Hand say that his gambling skills were awesome, they were the only ones who knew how much the boss's gambling skills really were.

Chu Feng quickly turned the pistol several times, then spread out his hand, hooked the pistol with his index finger, and there were five golden bullets lying on the palm of his hand: "Russia... Well, for the pistol turret game, I took out five bullets.

There is still a bullet in the round. As a rule, each of us fires one shot at ourselves. There is a 1/6 chance to see who will be favored by God. If I win, you give me 5 million Baileys. If you win,

It's up to you to do whatever you want. How about it, do you dare to bet?"

"Interesting, hahaha!" Hand laughed, not sure if he understood it. He stroked Chengliang's bald head honestly and said: "This is the first time I have heard of this kind of game. I think it is quite interesting."

"Really?" Chu Feng grinned, shook the dazed Leo, and said, "Then I'll do it first."

"Wait a minute!" The bald man with earrings ran in front of Hand and said: "Boss, there is still a bullet in the pistol, it will kill someone! Besides, the hit rate of the first shot is one in six, and the next shot can kill someone.

It’s become one-fifth! Boss, if you want to shoot, you must shoot first!”

"There is another thing!" Hande said as if he had just woken up from a dream, and patted his head: "But it's okay. You, boss, I always win every time I bet. I have great luck. I have never been afraid of anyone in the casino."

The bald man with earrings looked at him with deep concern, and said in his heart: You have never been afraid of anyone, aren't we all letting you?

But he knew he couldn't say this, because if he did, Hand might point his gun at his head.

"Boss, believe me, if you want to shoot, you must be the first to fire..."

"Click, click, click, click, click"

Before he finished speaking, five blank bullets rang out next to him. The bald man with earrings and the other bald heads stiffly turned their heads and looked at Chu Feng in surprise. They saw a calm and indifferent look on the other person's face.

He slowly lowered the gun pointed at his temple.

Each of the bandits opened their mouths wide enough to swallow a fist. The air around them was suffocating, as if it had condensed at this moment.

"I'm sorry," Chu Feng spread his hands, smiled helplessly, and said, "To save time, I fired five shots, and I will leave the last shot to you."

Chu Feng took Hand's cold hand, handed the pistol to his hand, then showed a harmless smile, looked at Hand, and said: "Bald man, now it's your turn."

Hand was shocked because he saw a coldness in the other person's eyes when he was laughing.