Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7156 Brother Ji, let's get the certificate (9)

"Qiao Chengfan, what do you want me to do?" Ji Changmu went over with a cold face, and smoke enveloped his stern face.

"I don't know how your card skills are? Why don't we play bigger tonight and accept the bet, how about it?" Qiao Chengfan lit a cigarette, holding cards in his hand, without looking at Ji Changmu.

The other three men looked at each other, want to play cards?

"What do you want to bet on?"

"It's very simple. If you win until eleven o'clock in the evening, I will save your life. If you lose, you will cut off your own arm."

After all, Qiao Chengfan pulled out a dagger and threw it on the ground!
With a sound of "dong", several women's faces turned pale with fright, and they did not dare to look at the gleaming dagger on the ground.

"Why should I bet with you?"

"That's right, I have the final say in the capital."

One of the men booed and said with a smile: "Sir, in the capital, Mr. Qiao's words are the rules. Since you are here, you should abide by the rules. Besides, in this private room, do you have the right to choose?"

"You can bet. If I win, you are not allowed to interfere in your sister's personal life from now on; if I lose, I will chop off my own arm." Ji Changmu said coldly.

"Joke, you can change the rules I set? Third child, show him some color." Qiao Chengfan held his cards, smoked a cigarette, his eyes were indifferent, "No one dares to provoke me in my territory yet."

A tall man suddenly stood up and punched Ji Changmu!
Ji Changmu kicked the table away, moved the wheelchair back, dodged his fists, his eyes were as cold as the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month.

He knew that Qiao Chengfan's victories were not martial arts, and most of them were nonsensical tricks, so it was impossible to compete with him openly.

Seeing that the fist did not hit Ji Changmu, the man stepped forward in twos and threes, trying to strangle Ji Changmu!

The man is young and energetic, strong and strong. He doesn't believe that he can't kill a cripple.

Ji Changmu dodged again and stretched out his arm to block the man's fist.

Seeing them fighting, several women were frightened and ran away, not daring to go up to persuade them.

The private room was filled with the smell of cigarettes and perfume, smoky.

"Ayong." Ji Changmu called out.

Outside, Ah Yong had a fight with several bodyguards guarding the gate, and rushed into the private room!

Seeing Ji Changmu being bullied, he immediately grabbed the man's arm and threw him over his shoulder to the ground!
Ah Yong is very skilled, and the bodyguards outside are no match for him, let alone these second-generation people who can only fight.

"Fuck!" the man roared, grinning in pain, "You fucking stop!"

Ah Yong didn't let go, Qiao Chengfan stood up suddenly, and greeted Ah Yong's face with his fist!

Ayong didn't know who it was, and kicked him as if he was bullying Mr. Ji!
Qiao Chengfan dodged, but when he thought that Ji Changmu's people would even dare to beat him, his expression was cold and depressed, and he punched Ah Yong again!

Ah Yong wasn't afraid of him at all, seeing that Ji Changmu didn't speak, he stepped on the rich second generation and fought Qiao Chengfan empty-handed.

He is fast, accurate and ruthless, and has received professional training!

Within a few minutes, Qiao Chengfan, who has always been good in skill, was punched by Ah Yong a few times, and he was angry from the heart: "I think you are tired of your work."

Ji Changmu's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly stood up from the wheelchair, pulled out the gun in his hand, and put Qiao Chengfan on his temple first!
Qiao Chengfan's hand rested on his waist, and he was a beat slower, before he had time to draw his gun.

Immediately, all the people in the private room were silent, without saying a word, with their eyes wide open, no one dared to speak.

(End of this chapter)