its 122: The First Killing
"Is it cheaper?" The teenager frowned, "Brother, what's the price of these things? You just heard it. How much is a discount?"
"Yes." Cheng Xingxing grinned and giggled, "The point is that I'm really not very rich, and I really want to buy your things. To put it bluntly, give me a 20% discount, how about it? If you make eight demolitions, I will immediately buy a wooden rune.
"So I want to buy the cheapest charm." The teenager shook his head, "Brother, it's not kind of you to bargain for such a cheap thing. No, I will lose 20% off. 10% off is the limit. Ninety gold articles, one hand to pay, one hand to deliver.
Cheng Xingxing wanted to say something with a bitter face, but the teenager lowered his head and only cared about eating and drinking, but ignored him.
Damn, what should I do with this bargaining job? Cheng Xingxing scratched his heart, anxious and greedy, but he didn't know what to do.
At this time, the four big men came in from the outside, sat down on a table next to the teenager, shouted and called Xiao Er and asked for a few dishes.
Cheng Xingxing couldn't help looking at these big men, and one of them stared at him: "What are you looking at?" He grinned hurriedly, waved his hand repeatedly, and turned his head.
Now he will not be intimidated by this kind of guy, but there is no need to conflict with such a person and cause unnecessary trouble. You know, becoming a star is here to do great things.
The teenager looked up at the star and snorted disdainfully, "Hey, brother, do you buy it or not? If you don't buy it, don't disturb my meal.
"Buy, of course you have to buy it. Why do I come here if I don't buy it?" Cheng Xingxing smiled and said, "But this is the price..."
"No price." The teenager said coldly, "If you don't buy it, please leave..."
Without finishing his words, a chopstick flew over in mid-air and hit the teenager's head. The teenager's eyes were cold, and he turned his head and stared at the four big men at the next table.
One of the big men held a chopstick in his left hand, and his right hand was empty. He smiled at the teenager: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped..."
The teenager looked at the man coldly and said, "Then dry your hands and get something."
"Good." The man also sneered, "Please lend me a handkerchief."
"Good." The teenager narrowed his eyes and said, "Then come and get it."
"Where is it?"
"Here it is."
When Cheng Xingxing listened to this out-of-tune question and answer, he suddenly felt a little cold on his body. He faintly felt that the atmosphere seemed to be a little less right.
"In your arms?" The man stood up, took a step, and came to the teenager. He looked at the teenager's chest coldly: "Big brother, I will get it myself, or will you touch it for me?"
"What did you ask him to find out for you?" Another man laughed and said, "Can you still find two small steamed buns with red dots?"
Several men immediately laughed. One of them said, "He can't find it. If you want to find something, you have to touch it in the crotch..."
Before the words fell, a plate had been lost. It was right in the middle of the man's face door. With a thump, the plate was smashed into several pieces. The man also had red eyes and jumped up with a slap on the table: "Little son of a bitch, it's against you!"
"Don't look for death in front of the young master!" The teenager's eyes were cold and he replied fiercely.
"I think you are looking for death!" The man's eyes at the table were cold, and he suddenly slapped the teenager. The teenager leaned back, and a beautiful iron bridge dodged his palm.
Oh, Kung Fu is good! Cheng Xingxing exclaimed in his heart.
The other three men, without saying a word, immediately pulled out a dagger from their sleeves and rushed to the teenager. The three of them had fierce eyes and murderous eyes, and their cold faces were equivalent to two words - killing.
Damn it, what a sudden rushing guy, a murderous heart without saying a few words? Cheng Xingxing was amazed in his heart. No, absolutely not. These guys have been murderous for a long time!
Thoughts were just a flash of lightning, and at this time, the three men left their seats and waved daggers to stab the teenager. The teenager stood up with a solemn face, flashed the first dagger, waved his hand and tos the glass out. The other two instinctively paused to avoid the glass and the wine in the glass. The teenager had taken the opportunity to jump up on the table, jumped over the top of the star's head, and ran out of the door.
"Where to run?" The man who waved his hands to hit the teenager snorted and moved. He jumped over a table and stopped in front of the teenager. The other three guys waved daggers and rushed to the teenager.
"Hey, if I help you knock them down, can you give me a discount?" Cheng Xingxing felt that the opportunity could not be missed and hurriedly shouted at the teenager.
At this time, two daggers had attacked the teenager. The teenager dodged deftly, but the other dagger had been stabbed from the side. He reluctantly dodged, but had been stabbed in his right arm. The four big men were not in a hurry to attack. They quickly surrounded the teenager. One of them turned sideways and looked at the teenager and became a star.
Looking at the blood flowing from the teenager's arm, Cheng Xing's heart jumped. He hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Hey, it's just that the words didn't match. How many of you?"
"It's nothing to you!" A man frowned and shouted, "Get out!"
At this time, several people eating at the other table had already been scared away, and Xiao Er was also scared to run out. A man took a look at Xiao Er's back and whispered to his companion, "I'm afraid that he will go to arrest him. Hurry up!"
Sure enough, I have had the intention to kill people for a long time. Cheng Xingxing thought to himself: It seems that these guys are specially designed to assassinate this teenager. Teenagers are no match...
He slowly stood up and walked slowly forward. As he walked, he raised his hands and shouted, "Guys, if you have something to say, how bad is it?"
"Get out of here!" A man roared and no longer became a star. He waved a dagger and rushed to the teenager, but he stepped a few steps in place, but his body did not move forward. He couldn't help but be stunned. Looking back, he saw that the star was smiling and reaching out and pulling his belt: "This big brother, calm down, sit down and have two drinks?"
"Call you old..." The man roared, and his hand was a dagger. The target of the stabbing turned out to be the neck of the star, but it was a killer.
"Don't blame me for that." Cheng Xingxing grinned, his eyes suddenly cold, stretched out his hand to turn his claws, grabbed the man's wrist, and with a slight force, a broken sound sounded.
The man's wrist was crushed. He just snorted, but did not scream. Cheng Xing couldn't help but be more sure that these four people were definitely not ordinary diners, but killers who specially came to kill the teenager.
When the sound of broken bones, another man roared and stabbed the star with a dagger. The goal was to become the heart of the star and another killer.
"Kill me?" Cheng Xingxing smiled, and his other hand stretched out like a wind. He grabbed his wrist with a bang. Immediately, there was another broken bone and crisp sound.
The two men endured the pain, coincidentally raised their knees and kicked Cheng Xingxing. Cheng Xingxing did not let go of their wrists. They suddenly turned upside down and dodged these two feet. They twisted themselves in mid-air. They had grabbed the wrists of the two men and drove them to fly in the air fiercely. As soon as they let go, the two were divided left and right. He flew out, hit the table one by one, and immediately smashed a hardwood table to pieces.
The other one was very unlucky. He hit the stone slab on the window sill. With a thump, his head immediately opened, and a large area of blood splashed. He fell down the wall softly, with his eyes wide open, and obviously saw the king of death.
The star fell to the ground. When he saw the man's miserable appearance, he was immediately stunned.
Blood, dead!
This is not a soldier who turns into smoke, but a living person with flesh and blood, relatives and friends!
Did I kill someone? Cheng Xingxing's heart couldn't help trembling. The strong elements in Long Lao and Mu Yun's personalities were suddenly suppressed by his fear.
His hand shook slightly a few times.
The teenager covered his arm and stood still, staring at the star. He thought that this little teenager was just a useless little general, but he didn't expect that this guy would use this extraordinary trick as soon as he took action. In one move, two strong men were killed and one seriously injured!
"Kill!" The other man roared and rushed to the star desperately, while the other man cunningly waved a dagger and rushed to the teenager. The dagger passed with a cold light. After the teenager barely dodged, he kicked the man's chest, but only made the man's body shake slightly.
Then, he stabbed the teenager with a dagger.
At this time, the star was forced to retreat by another man, and he had no power to return for a while.
Of course, this is not because he suddenly lost the strength of his soldiers. The silk thread is still connected with the two tough guys in the tiger charm. He was just scared by blood and death for a moment, and his mind became blank.
At this time, he only mechanically dodged the dangerous dagger with the instinct of Long Lao and Mu Yun, but even so, the man could not hurt him.
But the teenager's side is different. The teenager used his strength to breastfeed, and he couldn't repel the man. Instead, he was forced to be dangerous by the man, and there were several more wounds on his body. In the blood, the teenager was finally anxious and shouted at the throat: "Hey, if you help me clean them, I'll give you 50% off!"
"Really?" Cheng Xingxing was awakened by this sentence worth dozens of gold articles, and his eyes were shining with the light of money.
"Quick!" The teenager was hit with another dagger on his shoulder. He was really anxious.
"Okay!" With a shout of joy, Cheng Xingxing rushed straight to the man in front of him. The cold light in the man's hand flashed and went straight to his chest. He did not dodge. He stretched out his hand and greeted him with his right palm.
Is this guy crazy?
Just as the man was stunned, he was secretly puzzled in his heart. A sound of broken steel had been born in the air. The sharp dagger was crushed by the star's empty claws. Then, a palm like an iron claw flew over. The man was black in front of his eyes, and there was a sharp pain in his face. Then, there was nothing left. Perception.