Tianguanzhi

The thugs held up electric batons and stood up, shouting loudly while leaning back.

A few days ago, a group of unknown gamblers came here. All of them have more than ten years of martial arts skills. They had already caused a big fight in the dog ring. Last time, Boss Fopi was in charge, and the brothers were beaten to the point of breaking their muscles and bones. Now even the "Taobao" is lying in bed. His salary of tens of dollars a month is not enough to buy drinks, so it is better to avoid bad luck.

A young man with thick eyebrows wearing casual clothes and sneakers and carrying a long cloth bag strode in. Behind him came a group of young and old people dressed in bunting. It was easy to tell that these were people from Wuguan Street.

"We are not here to cause trouble, who is in charge?"

The young man with thick eyebrows raised his voice.

Gu Jianqiu fiddled with most of the thirteen sets in front of him and said with a smile in his heart: "If I come to the dog farm once, something will happen to the dog farm. It seems that I will have to come here more often in the future."

He played a piece of nine cakes: "Nine cakes, senior brother?"

Cui Shouqi was fascinated by what he saw. He waved his hand and said, "I won't fight for now. Let's watch the excitement."

"Go call the military police!"

Last time, the fat manager whispered to a waitress in a red tie. Seeing that he could not escape, he walked out of the crowd: "I am the manager here, what do you want to do?"

"My name is Qiu Shengtao, a disciple of Wei Tuo. I just arrived in Jiangning this morning. My senior brother Hu Wansheng disappeared last night. We think he may have been caught here and want to search him. If we can't find him, we will leave immediately. "

"Qiu, Master Qiu, hahaha, the dog farm is a place to have fun. We welcome you to come and play, but with such a large group of people breaking in and searching, and disturbing the guests, how can we do business in the dog farm? How about this, Master Qiu’s spending at the dog farm today will be all on my account, let’s all make friends!”

"Bah, you have caused Master Hu such misery, who wants to be friends with you!"

A female voice among the disciples on Wuguan Street said angrily.

A young man next to Cui Shouqi asked curiously: "What kind of background does this Qiu man dare to come here to stroke his beard? Doesn't he know that the boss here is the Navy Admiral Chang Lun?"

Another person also said: "Disciples of Skanda, I have never heard of it. Is there such a martial art?"

"The true successor of the Eight-Factor Sect, everyone in the world calls himself a disciple of Skanda."

Cui Shouqi said, using his eyes to signal the waitress to pour him a glass of wine.

"That Hu Wansheng, the one who was in the ring a while ago, didn't he also have an eight-shot goal?"

"It's different."

Cui Shouqi held the wine glass in his hand, and the gemstone ring on his thumb shone brightly: "Hey, Jianqiu, I see that the beautiful girl who took you away last time is also from Wuguan Street, right? I still call you junior brother, here You should know the secrets of Tou, so tell them about it."

Seeing the other two people looking at him, Gu Jianqiu explained:

"Hu Wansheng is a martial arts instructor. He is qualified to open a martial arts school and recruit disciples, but he can only establish his own school. He can learn some true skills from the Eight-shot Sect, but it must not be complete, or he is not talented enough to learn those skills. A difficult and obscure secret."

"Only the true disciples who call themselves disciples of Wei Tuo can claim the mantle of Shaolin Bafa. Martial arts can be classified as Haitang's national martial arts. Cardio training, boxing and kicking, and long and short weapon skills are just basic skills. The performance of magical machines and the design of unique giant weapons This is the true method that should not be spread to outsiders. High sects with profound knowledge will even directly use ancient divine machines as tokens of inheritance."

After a pause, he added: "Generally speaking, if there are two or three martial arts instructors out of ten martial arts disciples, it is considered good. But I am afraid it would take only one true disciple out of ten thousand."

Qiu Shengtao was probably from the Bafa Sect and temporarily took over Jiang Ning's martial arts gym.

Gu Jianqiu thought.

The young master clapped the folding fan in his hand: "So there is still this layer. I heard from my dad that many of the mass-produced models in Haitang Arms were originally designed based on the ancient divine machine of the Guoshu Sect. I thought it was him Bragging."

"Haha, Jianqiu, Zijing's father is a fellow policeman in Jiangning. You should get as close as possible and don't eat his head." "Hey, the people in Jiangning only know that Chang Lun has a military policeman, so who would put the policeman in the patrol room?" Take it seriously, don’t listen to him.”

……

While a few people were talking and laughing, the situation downstairs became increasingly heated and uncontrollable.

Qiu Shengtao suppressed the restless warrior behind him.

"Well, I won't embarrass you. Yiyuan Dog Farm is open for business. In that case, I will play a few games. You will have nothing to say, right?"

Qiu Shengtao chose an empty gambling table. As soon as he sat down, before the manager could speak, Miio Kijima stood up and sat opposite Qiu Shengtao. The sweat on her body had dried up and was shining white. With her breasts exposed, she sat on a chair and played with her hair in boredom, giving the impression of an unsatisfied resentful woman.

Miio Kijima did not deliberately suppress his heartbeat. The dark cloud-like heartbeat was exposed as casually as his body. Qiu Shengtao suddenly frowned.

Thirty-five ECGs should be considered the strongest in Jiangning.

"Girl, are you from Yiyuan Dog Farm?"

Miio Kijima shook his head, his reddish face and the curve of the corners of his mouth were like a plump peach.

"I'm on vacation, little brother, did your Master Haitang ever teach you that it's rude to interrupt other people's card games?"

Qiu Shengtao smiled disdainfully: "How do you want to bet?"

"One hundred thousand."

Miio Kijima picked up a pair of unopened playing cards on the table, bit open the cover with his teeth, shuffled the cards across the bridge, and then pushed the cards in front of Qiu Shengtao.

"Everyone draws one card, and whoever has the best card wins."

A martial arts disciple in the back who had never played poker asked quietly: "What card is the biggest?"

"Ace of Spades, I don't even understand this."

said another.

Qiu Shengtao also shuffled the cards and said with a smile, "No problem."

The two of them were holding the card table with one hand, Miio Kijima smiled sweetly, his face was calm and calm, but the veins on his bare arms were bulging, and the full blood vessels were beating on the surface of the white and tender skin.

Qiu Shengtao suddenly threw the cards into the air, and the cards with red back patterns scattered into a dance of flowers all over the sky.

bang~

The gaming table suddenly broke in the middle.

The two collided in the air, holding the same card between their thumbs and index fingers. Qiu Shengtao slashed at Miio Kijima's neck with one hand. Miio Kijima leaned back in the air, and his toned thighs as thick as a block protruded from his wide robe. The clog kicked Qiu Shengtao's wrist, and the cards flew away immediately.

Gu Jianqiu secretly shook his head on the second floor. Qiu Shengtao was not Miio Kijima's opponent. There was not much difference in the ECG between the two sides. Qiu Shengtao might be a little stronger, but the eight-shot gate was an explosive martial art. After a brief exchange, they were evenly matched. This was already Failed.

As for Miio Kijima, Kogami-ryu...