Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 62

Fan Kuai put down the minced meat wrapped in fresh emerald green lotus leaves, his face full of flesh was full of puzzlement: "Fat meat is greasy, and it has always been the favorite of the head of Guizhou who has no oil in his stomach. Extraordinary, well-dressed people, shouldn’t you hate them?”

The word extraordinary is a good use!

The word profound, uh, no, it doesn't matter.

"Then this gold, do you want it or not?"

Cao Yi held one-third of the gold bar and tapped it on the table one by one.

This is real gold, not gold in name only, so I don't believe it won't impress the other party.

Fan Kui stared intently at Jin, who was constantly changing positions, and felt that every time Jin hit the table, the sound was like hitting his heart, which made his blood boil.

"want"

After a while, a slightly hoarse voice came out with difficulty in his throat.

"Then keep cutting"

Cao Yi backhanded to cover the infinitely charming gold.

Fan Kuai narrowed his eyes slightly, and a half-hearted smile appeared on his face: "As long as you give me the money, of course you can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, Fan Kuai raised his thick and long arms, untied a large piece of not very fresh pork from the shiny iron hook, and placed it on the meat table covered with cut marks to cut the lean meat one by one. down.

The knives of this era are not fast, so Fan Kui cut it with a bit of effort.

It took a long time to finish cutting, and Fan Kui started to chop the meat. He chopped a stick of incense just now, that is, half an hour, which made his arms a little sore, but for the sake of gold, he could only bear it.

Cao Yi looked at Lu Su, and said softly, "Miss Susu, are you brave?"

Lu Su put down a small piece of minced meat in his hand, his black and clean eyes were full of doubts: "It's okay, what's wrong?"

Big will do!
Cao Yi closed his eyes again.

Lu Su glanced at the gourd that Cao Yi stuffed around his waist at some point, and hesitated to speak.

The time for a stick of incense passed with the sound of chopping meat.

Before Fan Kui finished chopping the meat, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and looked at Cao Yi's back, his eyes flashed fiercely.

"Hurry up, it's getting dark, and I'm still rushing home."

Cao Yi's impatient voice sounded.

Fan Kuai clenched his iron knife fist, and suddenly, with a soft sound, the small piece of gold that had been attracting him fell on the table from a white palm, and his clenched hand relaxed slightly. a little.

After a pause for a few seconds, the sound of chopping meat sounded again.

This time, it was 10 minutes longer than last time, which meant that Fan Kui, who had not worked for a long time, had been busy for 10 minutes.

"All right"

Fan Kuai, who was covered in sweat, put down the knife, and wrapped the minced meat with only fat in fresh lotus leaves regardless of his sore arms.Compared with the politeness just now, this time he was concise and to the point, needless to say, he was a little irritable.

With his back to this side, Cao Yi turned around slowly, and said calmly, "If you want another ten catties of gold cartilage, you must chop it finely to make simmered meat, and don't see any meat on it."

Hearing this, Fan Kui's muscles tensed up, leaning on the table with both hands, leaning forward, with a serious smile on his face: "But you didn't come here to amuse me?"

"That's right, I don't want you to go astray."

"Dog, I want you to mind your own business!"

Fan Kuai yelled, who is he, the bravest man in Peixian County, even Wang Ling, the great ranger known as Fengfeng, took the initiative to accept him as a brother. He played like a monkey, if he didn't teach the other party a lesson, the bird spirit accumulated in his chest would definitely suffocate him to death.

A large set of bowls flew over and covered Fan Kuai's head impartially. The unfinished dog meat rolled down his face and body, and the oil and soup covered his face and body, so he was in a mess.

The bowl was thrown by Xiang Yu. The butcher dared to insult his respected Taoist priest and told him how he could bear it.

"you wanna die"

Furious, Fan Kui slapped the bowl set on top of his head, grabbed a sharp boning knife on the meat table, raised his hand and threw it out.

Xiang Yu tilted his body and avoided it.

"Ah, it hurts to death!"

A scream rang out.

Xiang Yu turned his head and saw that the bone-eviscerating knife was being inserted into Yi Xiaochuan's shoulder, and the blood flowed out in waves, he blamed himself and was furious.

"Leave it to the poor"

Cao Yi held down Xiang Yu who was about to rush up, picked up a big set of bowls, and threw it over.

It hit Fan Kuai's fleshy face directly, and a wound with the length of his thumb appeared immediately, and the bright red blood couldn't stop flowing down.

Fan Kuai wiped the blood from his face, and in a fit of anger, he grabbed the two meat-chopping iron knives on the meat case, roared, kicked the meat case over, and strode towards Cao Yi.

It wasn't that far away, but Fan Kui arrived in a blink of an eye.

When the pair of meat-chopping iron knives were about to chop down, a foot kicked him in the abdomen with little force, and the man flew upside down immediately, hitting the meat table that had just fallen down hard, with a mouth He groaned in pain, then turned over, pressed his two thick and powerful arms on the ground, and wanted to stand up, but when he lifted up, he vomited, and the salty, sour, bitter, and smelly hair all came from Rolled out of the throat.

"Ah, hiss, ah..."

On the other side, Yi Xiaochuan groaned in pain while clutching his bleeding shoulder, while sweeping his resentful eyes at Xiang Yu who was full of self-blame, Fan Kui who was lying down, and Daoist standing aside.

He remembered that the plot of "Lu Tijutsu Boxing Town Kansai" did not develop like this.

It shouldn't be, Xiang Yu or the Taoist priest rushed to the street.

Fan Kuai chased him out with a sharp bone-eviscerating knife.

After a great battle, Fan Kuai was killed.

Xiang Yu or Daochang ran away.

This story is called "Xiang Yu or Daoist Punch Fan Butcher".

Why is it nonsensical that I got stabbed myself! ! !

(End of this chapter)