Chapter 835 Five people with one hand knife

The short and fat man slapped the mud seal of the wine jar, and then tilted his neck and took a big sip.

The short and fat man vomited out with a "wow" as soon as he drank the wine in his mouth.

"Old boy, are you drinking or water?" The short and fat man pointed at the old shop owner's nose and cursed angrily.

The old shop owner cried and said, "Mr. Ke, it's been more than 20 years since the old shop owner opened a store, and they sell all such wines. Although the wine is not good, it's real...I..." Before the old shop owner finished speaking, the short and fat man grabbed his neck.

The short and fat man's hands tightened, and the old shopkeeper couldn't breathe. He opened his mouth wide, feeling that the sky was spinning and the ground was turning, and his eyes were getting dark. He wanted to shout, but he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound. The old shopkeeper's face had turned ashen and his eyes were about to protrude.

The short and fat man was still angry. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "You dare to argue in front of me. You old boy seem to be impatient. If you don't give you a color today, you don't know that Prince Ma has three eyes, I..."

The short and fat man's words suddenly stuck, his hands suddenly loosened, his eyes widened, the muscles on his face twitched sharply, and his eyes were staring at the corner of the shop.

In the corner of the store, a man was staring at the short and fat man with his sharp eyes as a knife.

The short and fat man couldn't help but take two steps back. He would rather see a ghost than see this person.

A layer of cold sweat had oozed from the short and fat man's broad forehead at some point. His eyes were wide open, and his body was still retreating. When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly turned around and rushed out like an arrow...

The mysterious man at the corner of the store slowly stood up, and he stood still.

The monkey spirit didn't know what was going on, so he hurried out to see.

Outside the store, the night was vast and the short and fat man had long disappeared.

"What a strange thing... It's a strange thing..." The monkey spirit muttered to himself, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the old shop owner, with a stern voice: "What's going on with your wine...?"

The old shop owner cried and said, "The wine of the little old man is absolutely genuine and has absolutely no adulteration."

The monkey spirit grabbed the old man in the shop owner's arm: "I'll ask you, is there any poison in your wine?" He stared at his eyes, his teeth clenched.

The old shop owner shouted that he was wronged: "The old man and you guys met for the first time. There is no grudge or grudge. How could I poison the wine? How could I... do something that is harmful to the world?"

The monkey spirit asked, "If it weren't for your drinking problem, my elder brother just now...what happened?"

The old shop owner was still yelling about the wrongdoing.

The monkey spirit sneered, and he grabbed the old shop owner's hand and tried hard: "Old guy, it seems that you won't let you suffer any trouble. You are not going to tell the truth today."

As the monkey spirit spoke, he suddenly pulled out a short knife. The knife flashed and the short knife was inserted into the table in front of the old man in the shop owner.

"I'll ask you one last question, what happened to my elder brother just now?"

"I don't know, I really don't know..." The old shop owner trembled all over and tears were almost falling.

The monkey spirit suddenly pulled the short knife out of the table and said viciously: "You don't know, who knows?"

"I know!"

A sound suddenly came from a corner of the shop.

The monkey spirit was startled and turned around to look over. In the dim corner, there was a young man sitting. He seemed to have just woken up, with a lazy look on his face. His expression was very lazy, but his eyes were as sharp as a blade.

The monkey shivered and subconsciously glanced at the five burly men sitting at the door. The five burly men were already understanding it, and they immediately surrounded the monkey spirit.

The monkey's courage immediately became stronger, and he raised his voice: "What do you know?" As he spoke, his eyes looking up and down at the young man in the corner of the shop.

The young man stood up lazily: "I don't know anything, but I know you are wronging the good guy."

The monkey spirit sneered, "Why do you say such things? Are you a kid and that old guy in the same group?"

The young man sneered: "You will know when you ask Boss Huo in the future."

The monkey spirit showed a look of surprise on his face: "Do you know my elder brother?" The short and fat man who escaped just now was their elder brother, Boss Huo.

The young man looked at the monkey spirit's little blue eyes and sneered: "Black butterflies fly! I wonder how many embroidery buildings you have recently flew into and how many pavilions of a daughter?"

The monkey spirit's face changed and she immediately smiled again: "You are not old, but you know a lot."

The young man said lightly: "I know a lot more!"

The monkey spirit's eyes flashed: "What else do you... know?"

The young man said lightly: "I also know that evil people will be punished by evil. When you meet me, your end of the world will come."

The monkey spirit suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter was still not over. The five burly men next to him rushed towards the young man.

Take off your body and draw your sword.

The sword is windy and tiger.

The young hair fluttered with the sword wind.

The five people had a clear division of labor. Two people slashed the young man's arms. One "slashed Huashan" with a long sword slashed the young man's head. One was in a sword-like manner, stabbed the young man's chest. The other was "swept the fallen leaves by the autumn wind", and the long sword swept across the young man's legs.

The monkey spirit stood aside, and he was very satisfied with his opponent's attack. In the martial arts world, I don't know how many masters died tragically because they joined forces to kill him.

The monkey spirit believes that the people he trains will never fail.

"Five people have one hand knife!" In the martial arts world, there are probably few people who don't know this sentence, and even fewer people who don't know that he has a gold medal in Monkey Painting!

I was very satisfied with the painting of a gold medal, and I was so satisfied.

A loud "bang" sounded scared Hua Yijin.

A powerful force suddenly stirred up, and all five burly men flew backwards, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The young man sat on the chair with a leisurely look on his face, slowly poured the last little wine from the wine pot into his mouth. Five knives were neatly placed on the table in front of him.

Hua Yijin was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes.

The five big men who fell to the ground were even more shocked and their huge fear made them forget the pain in their bodies. Just now, they just felt a flash of sight, and when their hands were removed, the long sword in their hands was taken away. Then, they were thrown out like sacks.

Hua Yijin stayed for a long time before he recovered. He looked straight at the young man and said in a trembling voice: "Dare you ask... Brother... the name of the surname?"

The young man did not answer. He stared at the five knives neatly placed on the table and sneered: "Is this the five knives you trained with one hand?"

Draw a golden thin face, twitching under the dim light.

The young man said leisurely: "Knifes are actually good knives, but it's a pity that they used the wrong place."

Drawing Yijin hissed, "Oh?"

The young man said lightly: "This kind of knife is the most suitable for doing one thing!"

Hua Yijin couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!