At that time, the little hooligans in the county town liked to play two kinds of gambling for their own wits for their own wits, one was to chop sugarcane, and the other was to stab their fingers. They also used the three-piece knife used by Chow Yun-fat in the gambling god.

Slicing sugarcane is to cut the tip of the knife on the back, and then slash it horizontally to see who cuts the sugarcane to the end with the minimum number of knifes. And stabbing the fingers is to use the tip of the knife to quickly pierce between the five fingers that are spread on the table. It cannot hurt the fingers, but it must be fast.

At this time, Yi Tianxing and Xue Saner's subordinates were compared with the latter.

Although in his opinion, doing this is extremely naive. There is no way. He is born to be a person who is afraid of trouble. If he can stop this, let alone playing such a childish game, even if Comrade Xue Saner asked him to go to Xuanhe Temple opposite the river and shouted three times: The Buddha is dead, he doesn't care.

The game of poking fingers is boring.

The reason is very simple. With Yi Tianxing's eyesight and ability to control muscles, he can imagine that in this world, who would be more accurate than him with a knife to penetrate the square foot between his fingers and who would be faster than him.

The gangsters on the side looked at the sharp edge of the knife, and stabbed the high school student back and forth with the sound of breaking wind, with incredible expressions on their faces.

Yi Tianxing smiled and knew that the suspenseless game was finally over. Unexpectedly, Xue Saner frowned and made another request.

"Blind?"

This is not only about eye skills, but also about courage. How do you compare courage? Just look at the black and thin person under Xue Saner's sect, who has a rustic face.

Yi Tianxing thought about it, turned his head indifferently, signaled to come first, took the black cloth handed over by Xue Saner, and covered it tightly in his eyes - the knife came out like the wind, as if it was not blindfolded. The tip of the knife was flashing with a cold light and jumped between the five fingers on the table, like a restless elf playing games on the Wujie Mountain.

Xue Saner's face, which had been calm, showed a hint of surprise. She looked at one of her subordinates next to her and a fierce light appeared. The subordinate knew it and took out a cold machete from her arms, groaned, and slashed at Yi Tianxing's palm that was placed flat on the wooden table!

At this time, Yi Tianxing was playing with the tip of the knife, but his eyes were still blindfolded.

A clanging sound!

The sound is neither like metal collision nor like human flesh.

Yi Tianxing just felt a heavy object slashing his wrist, and slightly noticed a trace of pain similar to when he was twisted by Zou Leilei's ears, so he took off the black cloth that was covered with his eyes.

I saw a bunch of stunned gangsters in the noodle restaurant, Xue Saner with a shocked face, and the knife hand beside me who was full of horror and had a wide mouth that could swallow an ostrich egg.

Yi Tianxing looked at the trembling machete on the guy's hands, frowned, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He looked at Xue Saner opposite the wooden table and said coldly: "San Master, this thing is not authentic."

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"I'll kill this kid for me!"

Xue Saner is indeed a guy who has passed through a big scene, not an ordinary gangster. The first idea in her mind was to waste this high school student in the Hongyou Noodle Restaurant.

A group of subordinates pulled out the guy from their arms and rushed towards Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing's lips curled slightly, smiled coldly, smashed the wooden table in front of him with a punch, and rushed in front of Xue Saner in two steps, and slapped twice, his palms slid down from his shoulders at an extremely fast speed, and one palm strangled his throat and looked back at everyone, "Whoever dares to move, I will kill him!"

When did these brothers on the Tao see such quick skills? They were shocked.

In the blink of an eye, Xue Saner's three joints were removed by Yi Tianxing. At this time, his arms were softly hung beside him, in great pain, and he still shouted fiercely: "Why are you still standing there? Get it for me!"

Yi Tianxing suddenly leaned over his ear and said, "I just called you Third Master, because I was too lazy to deal with you. You can't afford to offend me. Survive in this world, don't have so many problems, don't mess with people you can't afford to offend, okay?" Suddenly, he smiled at the gangsters holding knives in the restaurant opposite and said, "Get out of here, I'll have a good chat with you boss."

After saying this, he hit the empty palm directly on the wall, and a palm print was left on the lime wall, and said coldly: "If I want to pinch him to death, it's like pinching an ant to death."

After everyone left with shock, Xue Saner said coldly: "What do you want?"

"Not really." Yi Tianxing shrugged and looked at him calmly and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that we are not at the same level at all. Don't think about causing trouble for me anymore, otherwise you will live a very hard life."

Although he said lightly, Xue Saner felt a hint of fear for the first time in the years after breaking her fingers. She looked like a terrifying and fearless look on her face, and said lightly: "What are you afraid of when you are out?"

"Since you're not afraid of anything, so what if you admit to losing?"

"It's okay to lose anything. If you are a bachelor, the most important thing you can lose is face."

Yi Tianxing smiled and looked at the rogue leader who was inactive, suddenly took his right hand, gently pinched the three remaining finger joints with his fingers, and said quietly: "Don't hold on, otherwise I will just waste your fingers."

Listening to the squeaking sound from his fingers, it was like a mouse struggling under an iron rod, Xue Saner's face changed slightly.

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"Don't do anything." Xue Saner shouted powerlessly. The gangsters who were waiting outside the noodle restaurant saw the two of them walking out of the door and were about to rush up. When they heard the shout, they immediately put down the guy in their hands. It was not as simple as listening to the big words, but because Yi Tianxing's ability to keep his hands on his hands was scared by Yi Tianxing's ability to keep his palms empty-handed.

"Just leave here." Yi Tianxing said with a smile in the tone of a hero.

"You are..." Xue Saner's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"I am the 26th generation descendant of Shaolin Temple layman, and the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is a bit hot." Yi Tianxing said calmly, but he was laughing in his heart, "You are not martial artists, and I don't want to go against you. In the future, the road ahead will go all the way forward, and each will go half of your own."

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Seeing this inconspicuous high school student walking further and further away, Xue Saner's men surrounded him, but there was a dead silence, obviously he was still scared.

After a long time, one of them said, "It turns out that he is a trainer, no wonder he is so powerful."

Xue Saner used her remaining three fingers to combed the scattered oily hair and smiled, but a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes. She put her hands down and gently rubbed her throat that was still a little painful and said, "If you use it after practicing Kung Fu, the Boxer Rebellion will not be destroyed by the Eight-Nation Alliance."
Chapter completed!