Uncle Jiu, from the zombie general to the lord of all demons

Just as the little minion hesitated, a rough voice came.

"Give it to him! The scene that my black wolf will open is about integrity. When

everyone heard the sound, they saw a tall and mighty man walking over, and everyone who saw it showed a trace of fear on their faces.

This person's name is Wang Peng, but he is a martial arts master in Renjia Town, who is famous for his courage and ruthlessness, and has several lives in his hands.

"Boss Peng!"

The little minion was happy, this is the person who the gang put in the town here, and he is responsible for everything in the casino, so he naturally speaks and counts.

Seeing that more than a hundred oceans were placed in front of him, filled with a small bag, Chu Chen smiled, but his smile was a little cold.

"Does the little brother want to continue playing?"

Wang Peng smiled kindly and said to Chu Chen.

"Of course."

Chu Chen's words were concise and to the point.

Wang Peng was stunned when he heard this, ordinary people would definitely be so frightened when they saw him that they didn't even dare to ask for money, but this one didn't want to do it, he even said that he wanted to continue playing.

Did he think he could continue to win?

Or can you win and leave with the money unharmed?

"Good! That's it, I haven't played for a long time, my hands are a little itchy, I'll be a banker, play with you!

Chu Chen nodded indifferently.

Seeing this, Wang Peng sneered, picked up the dice cup and shook it a few times at will, and then looked at Chu Chen.

"You guessed it, you win, I'll give the money."

Chu Chen nodded.

Everyone also wanted to bet, but Wang Peng changed his words.

"Guess wrong, one finger, a piece of ocean!"

Hearing this, the gamblers were so frightened that they hurriedly withdrew their hands and looked at Chu Chen with pity.

It seems that this kid has offended the second-in-command of the Black Wolf Society, and now he has a good show.

Chu Chen won so much money at one time, and many people had already seen it red.

"Okay."

Chu Chen didn't say anything, just threw a bag of money into one area.

"Three-five-six, fourteen o'clock, big."

When everyone saw the area, they couldn't help but chatter.

This kid is too bold to even dare to guess the points!

More than a hundred oceans, this is not enough to cut hands and feet!

When everyone saw this scene, they were nervous and excited.

Some people secretly say that Chu Chen is arrogant, and some people admire Chu Chen's boldness.

"Good!"

Wang Peng squinted, his brows furrowed tightly, but his heart was shocked.

As a martial arts master in the late stage of the Inner Zhuang Realm, he has been immersed in gambling skills for a long time.

As early as the moment the dice fell, he himself heard the points.

The result was, of course, the same as Chu Chen guessed!

"Excellent! There is guts, but you guessed wrong!

A touch of cunning appeared in Wang Peng's eyes, and then a trace of internal force in the palm of his hand was transmitted into the dice cup, and one of the dice suddenly flipped over.

From six to one.

"One, three, five, nine, small!"

Wang Peng read the points out loud, and then mocked.

"You've lost!"

originally thought that Chu Chen, who saw the points, would be so frightened that he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but he didn't expect that the other party just let out a flat sigh.

"You deserve it, you don't have enough greed to swallow an elephant, and now you even lose your life!"

There were gamblers gloating and seeming to forget that there was not a single person present who was not as he said.

"Young man, hurry up and kowtow to Uncle Wang Peng and beg for mercy, otherwise you will die."

Some people have been persuaded bitterly.

Wang Peng squinted at Chu Chen, a little puzzled by his composure.

"Boy, this time it's a lesson for you, don't come here to show off if you learn some skills, you know, a mountain is more high!"

He walked up to Chu Chen and patted the latter's shoulder.

"Really? Do you admit that you did something to change the points?

Wang Peng laughed when he heard this.

"Boy, here only look at the result, not the process, if you lose, you lose! And—"

he said, turning to the crowd, unreservedly.

"I'll admit it, I changed the points, do you have any opinions?"

When everyone heard this, they were silent.

"See? Boy, that's reality!

Wang Peng said as he asked his subordinates to take a machete, and patted the blade, revealing a sharp edge.

"Tell me, which hand do you want to cut first?"

Chu Chen glanced at the knife, then shook his head.

"I don't want to use any hand, I'm afraid of pain."

Wang Peng laughed, "It's okay if you don't cut off your hands and feet, kneel down and kowtow to me, so that you can die happily."

"But I don't want to die, so what should I do?"

Chu Chen looked at each other playfully.

Only then did Wang Peng know that he had been tricked by the kid in front of him, and the other party had not been afraid at all when he reached this point.

"Excellent! Boy, you're the hardest mouthed I've ever seen, and you're going to die a terrible death!

Wang Peng licked his lips, anger rising in his eyes.

"I'll cut off your hands and feet first, and then I'll throw you in a mass grave to feed the zombies! Do you know, there have been zombies outside recently, and a lot of people have died, are you afraid?

Chu Chen couldn't help but smile.

This man actually wants to throw a zombie to another zombie, and asks himself if he is afraid?

Anyway, that zombie is Old Lady Ren?

When I was in retreat in my room, the other party actually ran out again and made trouble.

This resilience is really strong enough.

After being sucked by himself for a few years, and being beaten by Uncle Jiu, he dared to come out, and he was quite bold.

"What, you know you're scared?"

Wang Peng sneered, "It's a pity, it's too late!"

After speaking, the steel knife in his hand slashed abruptly at Chu Chen's shoulder.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, all of them turned their heads, not daring to look at the scene of flesh and blood.

But with the sound of clanging, they opened their eyes and saw that Chu Chen's hand was clenching the steel knife tightly.

Empty-handed!

The crowd was amazed!

Not only were they shocked, but Wang Peng was also shocked.

"Horizontal practice of kung fu!"

He immediately threw the knife and took a few steps back, and then looked at Chu Chen cautiously.

"No wonder you dare to come and smash the field! But—"

he said, pulling out a shell gun from his waist.

"Boy, times have changed, no matter how strong you are in kung fu, no matter how hard your body is, can you be as hard as a bullet?"

As he spoke, he slammed two shots at Chu Chen's feet.

The gunshots filled the ears, and a group of gamblers were so frightened that they ran out of the door, not even daring to ask for money.

After the gamblers dispersed, more than a dozen members of the Black Wolf Club also came over with machetes and a few rifles.

"Even if you are a master of the True Yuan Realm, can you withstand my three shots? Besides, you can't be!

Wang Peng sneered, and then waved his hand to his subordinates.

"Give me to cut him, I want to see how far he has practiced!"

Then he held a gun and pointed it at Chu Chen.

"Boy, it's better not to move, or Lao Tzu will kill you!"

At the sound of an order, more than a dozen subordinates held machetes and axes to chop Chu Chen's head, neck and other places.

All of a sudden, the sound of tinkling was endless.

This scene seems to be somewhat familiar.

After a while, Chu Chen smiled slightly.

"Have you cut enough? Isn't it my turn? The

voice fell.

His face was blue and purple, and his eyes were fierce.

The fangs are out, and the claws are revealed.

The killing intent in his heart could no longer be contained, and he let it surge unscrupulously.

Now.

There was only one word lingering in his mind.

Kill!

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