Merry and immortal mixed officialdom

Master, in an instant, everyone defined Jiang Shen.

It turned out to be a master at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Everyone looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.

These people are just playing by themselves in a small circle. There are no people who can make money, and even if they do, they dare not make money. Everyone is a friend who knows everything.

Everyone knew that Jiang Shen showed his trick, and he must have made a fool of himself just now.

Of course, it's one thing to know what's going on, and it's another thing to be able to catch it.

If it was someone else, Brother Chest Mao would hold him down and beat him hard, and he would have been able to force him out of the way, but now it was Jiang Shen, so he had no choice but to admit it.

Fat Knife refused to accept it, and kept gesturing to Brother Chest Mao to send out the bid with his eyes, but Brother Chest Mao didn't see it.

Just kidding, I'm not as good as him when it comes to gambling, and even worse when it comes to fighting.

"Hahaha, thank you everyone, then I'll be rude." Jiang Shen took the money.

This time, the money on the table has already exceeded 100 million, which may be the largest one in Brother Chest Hair's private small casino.

Everyone looked at Jiang Shen with red eyes.

"Go on, go on, is it my turn to deal the cards?" Jiang Shen smiled.

He tossed the cards for a long time today, and finally it was his turn to deal the cards.

"I'm not coming, I have something to do at home, let's go first." Fat Knife didn't want to come, he motioned to Brother Chest Hair, but Chest Hair didn't respond, of course he was upset.

"Then I won't come either." Boss Ma also wanted to quit.

There are few losses now, and it is too late for Ji Youyong to return.

When Jiang Sisi saw it, she was in a hurry. She lost all the hundreds of thousands she just won, and even accompanied her for 10,000+. How could this work?

"Go on, didn't you just say that you can only leave if you lose everything."

Jiang Shen didn't make a sound, just collected the money with a smile, and kept looking at them.

"Damn it, I'm leaving." Qing Ge hurriedly stood up.

"You go and try." Jiang Shen finally spoke.

"You can only leave if you lose everything. You can go and try." Jiang Shen's voice was gloomy, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Ah, what a fool, I didn't even say you were cheating, I'm leaving today, you bite me." Brother Qing swaggered towards the gate.

"Come back to me." Jiang Shen's figure flickered, and he rushed over with one step, reaching out and grabbing Brother Qing's neck tightly.

"Who are you talking about?" Jiang Shen waved his hands, bang bang, brother Qing who had been slapped three times splashed blood from his mouth, and then threw it on the ground.

Looking at the fat knife beside "Sun", he swung the bench from the ground and threw it at Jiang Shen.

Bang, the bench smashed hard on Jiang Shen's head, and the bench shattered, but Jiang Shen didn't move at all.

"Smash me." Jiang Shen stretched out his hand again, and Fat Knife's fat and swollen body jumped back deftly. He thought he had to avoid Jiang Shen no matter what, but he felt his boobs tighten, and Jiang Shen picked him up past.

"Plop" Jiang Shen hit Fat Dao's head hard with his head.

"Ah---" Fat Knife screamed, clutching his head and fell down, blood kept flowing from his head.

In the gambling room, it was as if a pot was blown up. People from the two tables rushed up. Those who copied the stools copied the stools, and those who took the ashtrays took the ashtrays. They held everything that could be used as weapons, and a dozen men surrounded them. .

"Don't mess around." Brother Chest Mao saw them, and quickly waved his hands to stop them.

"Brother Shen, what do you mean? You also won the money, and you still want to mess with me?" Brother Chest Mao was so angry.

"What did you just say?" Jiang Shen stood there alone with a thin body, but he gave them the pressure of a mountain.

"You can only leave if you lose everything. Sister Si also said, what's the matter, words don't count, and more people bully less people?" Jiang Shen said coldly.

"There are more people who bully others than others. We are all guests here." Brother Chest Mao gestured to the back.

"We are also here to play, let's go, let's go." Everyone at the other table clamored to leave.

Everyone put down their benches and ashtrays, and left one by one.

At Jiang Shen's table just now, Boss Ma, Jiang Sisi and the others also hurriedly left in fright, while Brother Qing and Fei Dao passed out long ago.

With so much money on the table, no one took it.

Looks like you want to keep me here?Jiang Shen secretly smiled in his heart.

At this time, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Yang Yang, who was holding a fruit knife in his hand, and his eyes were full of fierce light.

"Do you seem to be dissatisfied? Come, come, come and stab me." He looks childish, but speaks old-fashioned, with an old man on the left and an old man on the right, and the hairy chest almost vomited blood in anger.

"Don't—" Brother Chest Mao stopped Yangyang.

"Don't you dare? Admit it? Thought you really came out to mess around? Scared junior high school students with a fruit knife? Cowardly." Jiang Shen prodded profusely.

"Did I cheat on you?" Yangyang was furious, rushed up desperately, raised the fruit knife in his hand, and stabbed Jiang Shen's chest with one knife.

But seeing Jiang Shen grabbed the blade in the air, bang, he grabbed his blade with his bare hands.

"Hiss..." Everyone was dumbfounded.

But the more surprising thing is yet to come.

Jiang Shen exerted strength in his hand, and it collapsed, and the fruit knife snapped off on the spot.

"Countless man, don't you want to give me a tube to eat?" Jiang Shen thrust his backhand, half of the fruit knife plopped into Yangyang's thigh.

"Ah---" Yangyang also screamed, rolled and crawled, and rolled in front of Brother Chest Mao and others.

The chest hair brother's face was pale.

At this time, the others had all left, only Brother Chest Mao, Niigi, Jiao Pi, Yang Yang, Brother Qing and Fat Dao who had fainted on the ground.

Just then, the door opened again.

"Come on, come on." Xiao Dan came in.

He held a double-barreled shotgun in his hand.

It turned out that he had just left with the crowd, and when he came in again, he had an extra gun in his hand.

"Don't force me." The chest hair brother saw the gun jealous, reached out to snatch the double-barreled shotgun from Xiaodan's hand, and kicked the door hard to close it.

Their gambling room uses a sound-proof door, and they dare not use their guns outside, but their courage has greatly increased when they come here.

"Jiang Shen, kneel down for me." Brother Chest Mao held his gun and aimed it firmly at Jiang Shen, with a ferocious expression on his face.

As the saying goes, with a gun in hand, I have the world. Brother Chest Mao got the gun, and his momentum immediately rose by ten percentage points.

Jiang Shen won almost 100 million. For 100, they dared to fight Ding Yan. For [-] million, his chest hair brother also dared to kill a person.

Especially if this person is still a tiger, if you let the tiger go back to the mountain, you will be the one who suffers in the end.

In an instant, Brother Chest Mao showed his bossy temperament, and there was a killing intent in his heart.

"Kneel down, kneel down and sing Conquer for me, do you hear---" Brother Chest Mao almost shouted.

"Hehe." Jiang Shen smiled, stretched out a finger, and hooked Brother Chest Mao.

"Shoot, don't dare to shoot, you are a coward." Jiang Shen pointed to his head: "Hit here, don't stain my clothes."

Hiss, that's enough, Brother Chest Mao and his younger brothers were all shocked and terrified.

This is playing for real, and people are about to die.

"You think I don't dare?" Brother Chest Mao sneered.

"You coward, do you dare to fight?" Jiang Shen took a step forward and used his head to push the shotgun in the hands of Brother Mao in the chest. He is the first level of the gods, and his body is like a spiritual weapon. He just wanted to see, Nalan Bubai What level of treasure is the spirit weapon in that world equivalent to?

"I'll blow you to death." Brother Chest Mao was furious, his anger was overwhelming, and he pulled the trigger.

"boom"

One shot hit Jiang Shen in the head.

When the gun went off, everyone's hearts jumped in shock.

When the shotgun was shot, the whole room was full of smoke and feathers, everyone stood there dumbfounded, thinking about Jiang Shen's already bombed head and couldn't find it, the surrounding became silent .

When the smoke cleared, Jiang Shen appeared with a dark face.

"What the hell, I told you to hit me on the head, you dare to break my clothes?" Jiang Shen reached out and wiped his face, the black smoke was wiped away by him, the down jacket on his chest was beaten to pieces, his clothes flew in the air of feathers.

"Brother Chest Hair, you have the guts to hit my clothes?" Jiang Shen chuckled.

"Brother Gentleman." The chest-haired brother threw away the shotgun and almost cried, "I was wrong, Brother Gentleman, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Nima, you can't kill yourself with a shotgun hitting your head, this is still a human being.

Brother Chest Mao was so scared that he almost peed his pants, but he reacted quickly and threw his gun to surrender.

His shotgun takes a long time to reload. If he doesn't throw it now, Jiang Shen will throw his whole body out in a while. The chest hair brother can be said to be quick to react.

"Brother Shen, please forgive me." Jiao Pi also knelt quickly.

Then the nigger, the little egg, and Yangyang, who was the most vicious just now, knelt on the ground in fright, and kowtowed.

"Brother Shen, spare your life, Brother Shen, spare your life."

Now everyone knows that they hit the iron plate.

Or his amazing piece of iron.

"Go." Jiang Shen pulled a table casually and sat on it.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance, Yangyang, didn't you want to give me the tube, go out and pack it again, this time, hit me on the head." Jiang Shen patted himself on the head.

"Stop teasing me, Brother Shen, I was wrong." Yangyang wanted to cry.

"You can either pretend to do it again, or I'll break your legs and hands, Yangyang, you choose." Jiang Shen sneered.

for real?

Yangyang endured the pain in his thigh, and stared at Jiang Shen firmly.

"What are you looking at, why don't you go?"

"Okay." Yangyang struggled to stand up, what, isn't it Lian Jiazi, who is fast, I don't believe it.

He also went all out, and looked at Brother Chest Mao, who still had killing intent in his eyes.

Not convinced, they all thought that Jiang Shen was relying on his speed.

"I'm going to get the ammunition." Seeing that Yangyang's legs are not good, Xiaodan got up and opened the door and rushed out, and came in with a big bag after a while.

"I'll do it." Yangyang didn't believe Xiao Dan anymore, he took a shotgun, loaded gunpowder and steel balls in front of Chest Mao and others, and it would be ready in a while.

"Brother Shen, are you serious?" Yangyang raised his gun and yelled at Jiang Shen.

"I will play tricks with you?" Jiang Shen hooked Yangyang with his hand.

Yangyang looked at Brother Chest Mao again, and Brother Chest Mao nodded slightly, obviously he was not convinced.

"Grass." I stopped believing.

Yangyang walked up to Jiang Shen with one step at a time, pounced, and pressed the barrel of the gun firmly on Jiang Shen's forehead.

If you can't kill you like this, you're not human anymore.

"Bang" didn't say much, and directly pulled the trigger.

"Boom" Jiang Shen's head shook heavily, and the sky was filled with smoke again.

After the smoke cleared, Jiang Shen appeared.

Wiping the black smoke from his head: "Do you want another shot?"

"Hiss---" If Jiang Shen kept a distance from them in the front shot and might dodge it with speed, then everyone could see this shot clearly.

"Dang" Yangyang's frightened shotguns fell to the ground.

This is really not something that humans do, it's a ghost, it's a devil.

Brother Chest Mao and the others were so scared that they almost peed on their pants.

What Jiang Shen wanted was this kind of effect. For this kind of bastards, only by being more ruthless than them can he suppress them.

"Xiao Mao, you really have the guts. In this society, you dare to shoot and kill people? You have the guts, the guts." Jiang Shen stretched out his finger.

Brother Chest Mao is about to cry, this time he really wants to cry: "Brother Gentleman, stop playing with me, Xiao Mao is wrong, what do you think, we admit it."

"With this little ability, it's no wonder I'm nestled in a street, so I got up." When Jiang Shen was speaking, he stretched out his hand to shoot in the air.

"Pu Chi" the knife point that had been stabbed halfway through Yang Yang's thigh flew through the air with a swish, and flew from Yang Yang's thigh to Jiang Shen's hand.

"Ah--" Yangyang screamed in pain, and the eyeballs of the others almost fell out.