Chapter 1106: Someone cleared the stock

Xiaotanzi's eyes were red. He gritted his teeth and suddenly snatched a ghost-headed knife from a burly man. This ghost-headed sword was longer and heavier than an ordinary ghost-headed sword, and there were bright and dazzling red silk floating on the handle.

Xiao Tanzi held the ghost-headed sword in his hand and chopped Luo Xiaofeng desperately.

The ghost-headed sword hung with the sound of the wind, and slashed towards Luo Xiaofeng's head.

This little jar not only has high gambling skills, but also a master of using swords.

Although this sword does not have spiritual power assistance, it is strong and has absolutely powerful lethality.

Everyone exclaimed, and no one expected that this little jar would kill Luo Xiaofeng. If this knife was slashed on Luo Xiaofeng's head, Luo Xiaofeng's head would immediately turn into two halves.

Luo Xiaofeng stood still and did not move.

The ghost-headed sword in Xiaotanzi's hand was less than two inches above Luo Xiaofeng's head.

Luo Xiaofeng still stood still and didn't move.

The Nine Old Master stared at the ghost-headed sword in Xiaotanzi's hand. His blood-stained old face became distorted due to excitement.

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly made a move, and his index finger gently flicked the back of the ghost-headed sword.

It seems to be a light bounce, but it has amazing power.

The thick ghost-headed sword was broken from it.

Half of the blade fell on the marble floor, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Tanzi was holding the half-cut knife and was stunned.

Luo Xiaofeng snapped off the thick ghost-headed sword with a snap of his finger, but the little jar did not feel any tremor at all. This Zhuang's control of power has been perfect and has reached the pinnacle.

Xiao Tanzi held the half-cut knife and stared at Luo Xiaofeng blankly, without saying anything for a long time.

Luo Xiaofeng stretched out two slender fingers, gently clamped the broken knife in Xiaotanzi's hand, and said lightly: "You are okay with throwing dice with your hand, but if you hold the knife, it will look a bit awkward."

Xiao Tanzi looked at Luo Xiaofeng blankly, and the cold sweat on his forehead was already falling.

Luo Xiaofeng clamped the broken blade with two fingers.

Xiao Tanzi couldn't help but let go of his hand and retreated involuntarily. He took two or three steps back, and suddenly shouted and ran out.

Xiaotanzi just ran out two steps and fell to the ground.

The half-cut knife in Luo Xiaofeng's hand was inserted into the throat of the small jar.

Xiaotanzi ran out with his back to Luo Xiaofeng, but the broken knife in Luo Xiaofeng's hand was inserted into his throat. No one saw how Luo Xiaofeng took action? No one could understand how the broken knife in Luo Xiaofeng's hand was inserted into his throat?

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Xiaotanzi's body coldly and said coldly: "You and I have no grudges and no grudges. You shouldn't be a slaughter against me!" He sighed softly and slowly continued: "The murderer will always kill you! You should remember this sentence in your next life."

The hall was as quiet as if no one dared to move or speak, and everyone was frightened by Luo Xiaofeng. This young man in rags was not only a gambler, but unexpectedly, his skills were even better than his skills.

What is this A Zhuang’s origin?

No one knows! No one dares to ask!

Dozens of burly men secretly thanked that they were all glad that they did not fight Luo Xiaofeng. If this young man took action, no one would have a chance to survive.

Dozens of burly men slipped away quietly.

The Ninth Old Master's eyes were full of fear. He looked at Luo Xiaofeng, wanting to speak, but he couldn't speak.

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at Old Master Jiu and said lightly: "Do you still stop me?"

The Ninth Old Master shook his head like a rattle: "Don't stop... don't stop... won't stop again!"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "You are old and you should speak more properly in the future. If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense. If you are not sure, don't talk nonsense. Speaking is like splashed water, you can't even collect it back. People who can talk make people feel comfortable. People who can't speak are like green-headed flies, which make people disgusted. Do you understand this principle?"

Old Master Nine kept saying: "I understand...I understand...I understand..."

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "I hope you understand! I will give you a chance today. Next time, I will not be as polite as today."

The Ninth Old Master nodded constantly: "Yes...yes..."

Luo Xiaofeng walked out slowly, but he suddenly stopped at the door, turned around and said to the old master Jiu, "If you have anything to do, you can come to Jiuyueju to find me." After he said this, he left without looking back.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng left, the butler of Lao Jiufang ran in in a hurry: "It's amazing...it's amazing..."

The Ninth Old Master was shocked: "What's the matter? Don't panic."

The housekeeper grabbed the Ninth Grandpa's hand and said tremblingly: "Master, something happened, something big happened?"

The old master Jiu hurriedly said, "Is something wrong with the lady?"

The housekeeper shook his head: "Miss, I went to Taohuaxiang, and I went to Dalang."

The Ninth Old Master said hurriedly: "What's that big deal? Tell me quickly!"

The housekeeper grabbed the sleeve of the old master Jiu and suddenly knelt down on the ground with a plop, crying loudly: "The savings of Lao Jiufang for decades... are all gone..."

Old Master Jiu widened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and looked like he was about to bite: "What did you say...?"

The housekeeper snotted and burst into tears: "Master, Lao Jiufang's savings for decades... all the gold, silver and jewelry... all the precious medicinal materials... the weapons hidden in the basement... all the... are gone..."

Old Master Nine was trembling all over. He suddenly pinched the butler's cheek and shouted: "What are you talking nonsense... Have you not woken up?"

The butler said vaguely: "I didn't sleep... I didn't talk nonsense... Lao Jiufang's property is missing..."

The Ninth Old Master only felt that the sky was spinning and the ground was turning. The butler in front of him was on his head and feet. His fat body shook a few times and then slid to the ground...

When the Ninth Old Master woke up, it was already the next morning.

The warm sunshine shines in the house, dry and comfortable.

Sitting beside the bed of Mr. Jiu, the housekeeper of Lao Jiufang.

The butler was holding a bowl of water in his hand.

When the old master Jiu woke up, he felt dry and dry. He snatched the bowl from the butler's hand and poured a bowl of clean water into his stomach in one breath.

The butler frowned and didn't say anything.

Old Master Nine looked at the empty room and suddenly burst into tears.

"The servants of Lao Jiufang have all left. I have no money to give them wages... So, they moved out the furniture and various decorations of Lao Jiufang...even the golden nanmu flower bed where you sleep in... has been moved out..."

The Ninth Old Master realized that he was lying on a broken wooden board with black and smelly old cotton wool on it.

"This is Grandma's bed... This broken cotton wool is from Old Man Wan..."

Grandma Niu and Old Man Wan are both long-term workers in Lao Jiufang.
Chapter completed!