Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 106 Gambling (4000)

As night fell, the convoy stopped in front of an antique manor.

This manor occupies a very large area in Tokyo, where every inch of land is expensive. It looks like a five-story fortress, a bit like the castle of an ancient daimyo.

On the black eaves and white walls, the gorgeous glazed lights seem to have left a brilliant sunset in the middle of the night.

Classical and coquettish are magically unified together.

Girls in gorgeous kimonos bowed to the guests at the door.

Their clothes were pulled down extremely low, revealing a piece of white snow, but in this white, there was also bright golden powder.

It's like the gold dust on suet jade, so men can't help but want to wipe it off.

I have to say that Neon people really know how to play.

Lin Mo got out of the car and said with a sigh, "This is really a man's paradise."

Hearing Lin Mosheng's admiration, Ueyama Yuki moved the beard on his mouth, and said proudly, "This is the paradise run by our family, even in Tokyo, it is second to none."

"Here, as long as men have money, they can enjoy treatment like gods and Buddhas."

"God-like treatment?"

Lin Mosheng had a half-smile, was he roasted on a cross by Leon like Stephen Zhou?

Shang Shanxing thought that Lin Mo was interested, so he showed a smile that men can understand, "Officer Lin is my distinguished guest, and he will definitely enjoy himself like a god and Buddha tonight."

Zhang Min next to him coughed, "Ah Sheng, Ah Hong asked me to watch you carefully before I come out."

Lin Mosheng smiled awkwardly, and said righteously, "I am a man who respects women, and I will never mess around."

Gao Jin was amused, and gave Lin Mosheng the back of his head, "Go in first!"

Ueyama Yuki brought a few people to the third floor.

This is a huge Japanese room, and there are crowds of onlookers standing on the left and right sides.

Gao Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked Ueyama Yuki with a smile, "The blissful treatment you are talking about is not letting Asheng serve these Obasans? If so, I can't stop him from getting mad."

There are no young and beautiful girls showing their ketone bodies to serve food, and there are no long legs of Yu Jie under the dancing cherry blossoms.

Men and women in their 50s and [-]s were wearing kimonos and sitting upright, as if they were going to watch a grand performance.

Kamiyama Xing immediately bowed his head and said, "I'm really sorry, I've heard about the name of the God of Gamblers for a long time, and everyone here wants to see your demeanor."

Lin Mosheng pouted.

This is neon, the more respectful they look, the more arrogant they are inside.

After beating them half to death, they are as obedient as dogs. This has been proven truth for thousands of years.

Gao Jin glanced at Lin Mosheng, smiled and sat on the opposite side of the gaming table.

Ueyama Yuki also sat up naturally.

An old man in a black kimono held out Mahjong and introduced the rules to the two.

"Tonight's game is a best-of-three game."

Gao Jin shook his head, and said relaxedly, "Since I am the God of Gamblers, then of course I have to give in to you a little bit, so that if I lose one of the three rounds, it will be considered my loss."

Apparently Gao Jin also knows that in front of the Neon people, the more humble you are, the more they will look down on you.

Ueyama Yuki was about to start the first mahjong duel when suddenly there was a loud noise outside.

This is the first time his face has really changed.

"You can't go in, the leader of Shangshan is entertaining distinguished guests."

"idiot!"

A huge force brought the blocking person to smash through the screen painted with Mount Fuji, the screen was torn apart, and the blocking person spit out blood, which dripped on the screen.

The person who came had combed his samurai hair and wore a black haori. He was about 40 years old, and the muscle texture of his bare arms was as vigorous as an old pine.

Shang Shanxing looked at the person coming, and said coldly, "Kishida, I am not a place for you to run wild!"

An inexplicable aura erupted from him, making the ordinary people around him a little breathless.

The visitor looked away from Shang Shanxing, and fell directly on Lin Mosheng. Finally, he nodded to Gao Jin and said, "I heard that the God of Gamblers is here, so I'm here to ask for advice. Please give me your advice."

Although he looked at Gao Jin, his aura was always locked on Lin Mosheng.

Lin Mosheng naturally sensed it. He thought for a while. He didn't seem to have any grudges with Nihong people in his life. If he had, it was the first two days.

He thought for a moment, then looked at the short knife with a black sheath and a red handle on the opponent's waist, "Who are you in the door guard of Matsushita Bing?"

Hearing that Lin Mosheng didn't intend to dodge, Kishida said solemnly, "I am the senior of Bingmenwei. I heard that Bingmenwei met masters in Hong Kong and died unfortunately. I came here to see the real face of the master."

"Martyrdom?" Lin Mosheng laughed, "You guys are really interesting. Selling prohibited drugs, resisting arrest and being killed is actually called martyrdom."

"idiot!"

The youths behind Kishida glared at Lin Mosheng.

Kishida was silent for a while, and they really didn't care about the matter of Matsushita Bingmen going to Hong Kong, but since it was to recover the situation, they didn't care so much and didn't care so much.

"The guard skills of soldiers are not as good as others, but I heard that he was besieged and died. If so, I will ask for advice from the heavens."

The people around looked at Lin Mosheng playfully.

They really don't know how this young man is so bold that he dared to come to Tokyo just after killing the person who was sent by Shennian Tianquliu.

You must know that although Shennian Tianquliu has never produced a sword master, there have been sword masters sitting in the gate in the past dynasties.

The Kishida Taro in front of him is considered to be one line away from being a swordsman, and he will be the one who will take over the Tokyo gymnasium in the future.

Lin Mosheng saw that there was no girl Yu Jie, and his eyes that were about to drowsy suddenly became refreshed.

"How to teach?"

Kishida Taro looked at the mahjong served and said coldly, "Since it's a game of gambling, let's decide the winner with mahjong."

Lin Mosheng asked with a smile, "Only the winner?"

Kishida Taro looked like a falcon, "Naturally, life and death must be divided."

After that, he looked at Shang Shanxing, "This is a matter between me and Police Officer Lin, please borrow the venue, and I will personally apologize to you afterwards."

Ueyama Yuki turned his gaze, if Kishida Taro could get rid of the guards around Gao Jin, it would be a good thing for him.

He nodded and said with a smile, "Since both of you have decided to bet on this game, I can just be a witness."

After all, he glanced at the old man who was sitting in the middle, and the other party moved away wisely.

Shang Shanxing sat in the middle, brought over the set of mahjong, placed it between the two of them, and unfolded it one by one, "This is a set of mahjong. Later, the two of you will each choose fourteen chapters from it to form a game of cards. The person with the largest number wins, is there a problem?"

Lin Mosheng shook his head, and Kishida Taro added in a concentrated voice, "The loser apologizes with death."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out the ribs at his waist, and a pool of clear knife light took the room full of splendor.

Lin Mosheng said appreciatively, "The knife is not bad."

Spacious and the interior is silent.

Even relatives like Gao Jin stayed at least six meters away from the mahjong table, leaving a large circle with a diameter of more than ten meters for the three in the middle.

The two attendants kneeled and walked respectfully presented two mahjong bamboo strips,
The verdant bamboo is dried and cut into bamboo strips that are half a finger wide and two fingers long, but the edges are as sharp as a sword blade, and can kill people when stabbed into a vital point.

Kishida Taro pushed away the bamboo sticks handed over by the waiter, and kept his eyes fixed on Lin Mosheng, "Did you not bring a knife?"

Lin Mosheng picked up the bamboo stick and said in a relaxed tone, "I don't need my knife to kill you."

Then he looked at the rib in Kishida Taro's hand, "Of course I don't mind if you use this knife."

"After all, you are weak."

Lin Mosheng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"furious!"

Kishida Taro shouted angrily.

He is also a rampant person. When he was young, he once led a speeding party, dragged the enemy with chains, and flew past the gate of the police station.

Laughter and screams echoed throughout the street.

But now, he was actually despised by a little kid half his age.

He wants to wash away this humiliation with the other party's blood!

Kishida Taro shook off the haori on his body, and the white undershirt slipped off along with the muscles of his upper body, revealing a pair of lean but oppressive muscles.

Practicing kendo does not require a hulking back like a bodybuilder, that kind of muscle will affect flexibility instead, so Kishida Taiyo's muscles are like long and thin steel bars, tightly attached to the bones.

There are criss-crossing sword scars on it, but under the scars is a tattoo called 'Kai Itachi Dry Bones'.

The Neon Club is proud of tattoos, and there are strict regulations on the patterns and sizes of tattoos that can be tattooed at each level.

And Kishida Taro's half-body tattoo is both ghostly and terrifying.

The howling sickle weasels flew down from the shoulders and necks, like monsters in the wind, and the vertical and horizontal wounds were like sharp knives in the hands of the sickle weasels.

Kishida Taro's back showed a sitting figure half flesh and half skeleton, holding a budding lotus flower, as if accepting some kind of trial.

However, this exquisite tattoo has not been completed yet, the lotus flower in his hand has not bloomed, and the most wonderful stroke is missing, which means that Kishida Taro has almost stepped into the realm of swordsman.

Even Ueyama Yuki's breath froze, this guy became stronger again.

He turned his head to look at Lin Mosheng, who was still spinning the bamboo knife in his hand like a normal person.

He snorted, "Start!"

After finishing speaking, he slammed the table in front of him, and between the two people sitting upright, layers of mahjong flew up into the air and were thrown to the four-meter-high roof, just like kinara sprinkled from the sky to the ground. petals.

The lights in the room seemed to be dimmed for a moment, it was a flash of sword light like a frightened bird, and Taro Kishida made his move in a posture of Iai.

The so-called juhe is the lore knife that divides life and death within close proximity.

There were two ways to win this game from the very beginning, one was to form the largest number, and the other was naturally to kill the opponent, so that the opponent could not even form a card!
The bamboo knife didn't make a sound, just like passing through the wind, only the wind blades brought up one after another, cutting mahjong pieces one by one.

If these wind blades fell on a human body, human flesh and blood would not be much better than pork on the chopping board.

Compared with the Matsushita Bingmen guard who used the demon of the weasel to control the wind after becoming a half-monster.

Kishida Taro truly achieved the unity of spirit and mind, wielding his sword like a demon in the wind.

In the eyes of everyone, the mahjong that flew up one after another seemed to slow down for an instant.

It's not just the senses, it's the truth.

Because these mahjong were frozen for a moment by the wind carried by the blade.

Only the light of the knife that was cut out was silent but fast, and it went straight to Lin Mosheng's neck.

"break!"

Lin Mosheng opened his narrowed smiling eyes, and for a moment, his eyes were wide open, like a temple guardian King Kong glaring at the demons.

A soul-stirring domineering momentum seemed to burst directly from the eyes.

All martial arts must be practiced with eyes.

On the one hand, eyes are the key to seeing through all the tricks of the enemy.

On the other hand, the eyes are the beginning of your deterrent to all enemies.

In Dao of the Sword and Dao of Swords, there is also a saying of "sword in the eye", which refers to the ability to frighten the enemy and expose the enemy's flaws just by looking at it.

This is the martial arts that has really entered the hall, and now Kishida Taro has seen it.

A sense of dominance imprinted into Lin Mosheng's heart through Lin Mosheng's eyes, making his hand, which would not tremble even with a poisonous snake in his arm, hesitate for a moment.

What's even more frightening is that Lin Mosheng's word '破' seems to have real power, and the invisible and majestic domain expands. Lin Mosheng is five meters around, and all winds are under his control.

The fine wind blades faded into nothingness.

Kishida Taro's fierce lore offensive stagnated in midair.

Lin Mosheng easily swung Kishida Taro's bamboo sword away like a child wielding a sword, and rolled back one piece of mahjong that he wanted from the mahjong pieces flying slowly in mid-air.

The gap is really too big.

Even ordinary people watching the battle can see this.

Kishida Taro naturally also knew that the way of swordsmanship that he had practiced for many years was as ridiculous as a child wielding a sword in the eyes of the other party.

No!

I must win today!

He looked away from Lin Mosheng, and looked at the soaring mahjong one after another. He turned the bamboo knife in his hand, and the invisible wind of the knife was like a living thing, bringing back one after another the mahjong he wanted.

It was as if the two of them had become law-abiding gamblers again at this time.

The other party is too arrogant!

This is your chance to win!

When the last desired card is in hand, a new knife light lights up.

This saber light shines from the rib of Kishida Taro's left hand, and when the bamboo saber in Lin Mosheng's hand is using the last mahjong, it goes straight to the bamboo saber in his hand!

I am indeed not as good as you.

But now, you either choose to resist, or put down the cards in your hand.

And all this is because of your arrogance!

Everyone held their breath, even Kamiyama Yuki.

Although Kishida Taro's behavior was despicable, but in the morality of Neon, the big deal is to bow to the dead Lin Mosheng.

Only those who survive have the right to speak!

Lin Mosheng stretched out his bladeless left hand, as if trying to block the knife.

Kishida Taro's eyes turned hard, in that case, I will cripple your arm first!
But the next moment, Lin Mosheng's left hand wrapped around the blade like a spirit snake, and wrapped around Kishida's left palm holding the handle of the knife.

Then give it a good stir.

Superior Yoga Technique · Boa Constrictor Strength.

Kishida Taro's hand bones were twisted and deformed, and his five fingers loosened the gap in his hand.

Lin Mosheng's arm rebounded, caught the falling rib, and then turned and sent the blade, piercing Kishida Taro's neck, and blood gushed out.

Yagyu Style · Take without a knife!
(End of this chapter)