Chapter 358 Smile and Li Cong

Smiling is called smiling, but smiling never smiles.

The smiling hand was placed on the table, but it was covered by a big straw hat.

is the left hand.

No one knows why he covered his hand with a hat.

Of course, there is more than one hand to smile. He holds a hard bun in his right hand, and his body is the same as this hard bun, dry, cold and hard!

This is the restaurant, Tianxiang Building.

There are dishes and wine on the table.

But he didn't move. He didn't even drink tea. He was just slowly nibbling on the hard bun he brought.

Smile is a very cautious person. He doesn't want others to find out that he has been poisoned in a restaurant.

He calculated that there were at least 370 people in the world who wanted to kill him, but he was still alive.

Twilight, before dusk.

There were a lot of people on the street. Suddenly, a fast horse came and knocked over three people, two stalls, and a unicycle.

Immediately, he hung a long knife on his waist, which was tough and vigorous. When he saw the signboard of Tianxianglou, he suddenly flew up from the saddle, turned over in the air, and rushed into the restaurant like an arrow.

Upstairs for a while**, the smile did not move.

When the big man with a knife saw a smile, his muscles seemed to be stiff immediately. He exhaled for a long time before he strode over.

He didn't smile, but bent down, lifted a corner of the straw hat on the table, and looked inside. His red face suddenly turned pale and muttered, "Yes, it's you."

The smile did not move and did not speak.

The big man with a knife turned his hand, and the knife came out of the sheath. The knife flashed and cut his left hand urgently.

Two bloody fingers fell on the table, which were little fingers and ring fingers.

The man's pale face rolled down with cold sweat, and his voice was hoarse: "Is this enough?"

The smile did not move and did not speak.

The man with a knife gritted his teeth and waved the knife again.

His left hand was also placed on the table, and he cut off his left hand with a knife: "Is this enough?"

Finally, he looked at him with a smile, nodded and said, "Let's go!"

The man's face has been distorted and deformed by pain, but he exhaled for a long time and said, "Thank you very much."

Without saying another word, he staggered down the restaurant.

This big man is vigorous and has extremely high martial arts skills. Why did he take a look in his hat and willingly cut off one of his hands, and he seemed to be grateful for his smile?

What's the secret in this hat?

No one knows.

Dusk, it's dusk.

The two hurriedly walked into the restaurant, two in gorgeous clothes, very elegant people.

Seeing them, many people in the restaurant stood up, with respect on their faces and bowed.

Within 800 miles, there are not many people who don't recognize "golden whips and silver knives, Duan's Shuangying", and there are few people who dare to be rude to them.

The Duan brothers did not greet them or smile. They just came over, lifted a corner of the straw hat on the table, looked into the hat, and suddenly turned pale.

The two brothers looked at each other and Duan Ying said, "Not bad."

Duan Jie had lowered his hand and bowed and said, "What can I do for you?"

The smile did not move and did not speak.

He didn't move, and Duan Ying and Duan Jie didn't dare to move. He stood in front of him like a nerd.

Another two people walked into the restaurant. It was Fang Kuan, the "Iron Fist Invincible", Tie Zhongda, like the Duan brothers, opened their straw hats and immediately bowed down and asked, "What can I do for you?"

There was no order, so they had to stand and wait. If he hadn't ordered, no one would dare to leave.

These people are all martial arts heroes from Weizhen. Why are they so afraid and respectful of him after looking into his hat?

Is there some kind of terrible magic hidden in this hat?

Twilight, after dusk.

The lights have been lit in the restaurant.

The light shone on Fang Kuan's faces, and everyone's faces were sweating and sweating coldly.

Smiling still didn't tell them to do anything. They should have been happy and relaxed.

But looking at their look, it seems that there may be a big disaster at any time.

The night is coming, and the stars are rising.

In the darkness outside the building, there was a sudden sound of a strange sound of blowing bamboo, sharp and sad, like a ghost crying.

Fang Kuan's faces changed again, and even their pupils seemed to have contracted because of fear.

The smile did not move.

So they still dare not move, let alone leave.

At this moment, there was a sudden "boom", and four big holes were pierced on the roof at the same time.

Four people fell down at the same time. Four eight-foot-tall big men were naked, but they were wearing bright red leggings and surrounded by a golden belt. There are thirteen strange-shaped machetes inserted diagonally on the belt, and the handle of the knife is also shining with gold.

The four slender and strong men fell to the ground but were as light as cotton wool. As soon as they fell, they guarded the four corners of the restaurant.

Their expression seemed to be very nervous, and there was an indescribable fear in their eyes.

Just as everyone was paying attention to them, there was suddenly another person in the restaurant.

The man wears a golden crown, wears a brocade robe, and is surrounded by a gold belt around his waist. There is also a gold machete on the belt. His white face is round as a full moon.

Although Duan Shi Shuangying and Fang Kuan were also torch-eyed martial arts masters, they did not see whether this person fell from the roof or came in from the window.

But they recognized this person.

The richest man in the South China Sea, the golden crown king on the Golden Mountain, Wang Sun Wuji.

Even if you don't know him, you will know who he is when you see his dress.

He smiled and didn't even look at him.

Wang Sun Wuji has come over, bent down, lifted a corner of the straw hat on the table, looked inside, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, it's you."

His face, which looked very nervous, showed a relieved smile at this moment. Suddenly, he untied the golden belt on his waist and twisted the belt. Eighteen crystal round pearls immediately rolled out of the golden belt.

Wang Sun Wuji surrounded the eighteen pearls on the table with a gold belt, bowed and smiled, and said, "Is this enough?"

The smile did not move and did not speak.

At this time, the sound of blowing bamboo in the dark has become more and more urgent and closer.

Wang Sun Wuji smiled reluctantly. He raised his hand and took off the golden crown on his head, which was inlaid with eighteen pieces of green jasper.

He also put the golden crown on the table: "Is that enough?"

Smile and don't open your mouth.

Wang Sun Wuji untied the golden knife again. The knife flashed and the coldness forced people's eyebrows: "Is this enough?"

Smile and don't move.

Wang Sun Wuji frowned and said, "What else do you want?"

Smile and suddenly said, "I want the thumb of your right hand!"

As soon as the thumb of the right hand is broken, this hand can no longer use a knife, let alone a flying knife.

Wang Sun Wuji's face changed.

But at this time, the sound of blowing bamboo is more urgent and closer, and it sounds like a sharp needle.

Wang Sun Wuji gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, stretched out his thumb, and said sharply, "Sword!"

A shirtless man standing in the corner of the room immediately waved his knife. The golden light flashed, and a machete roared out and turned around his hand.

A bloody thumb immediately fell on the table.

The machete turned in the air and flew back with a roar.

Wang Sun Wuji's face turned blue: "Is this enough?"

Smile finally looked up at him and said, "What do you want?"

Wang Sun Wuji said, "I want you to kill people."

smiled and said, "Who will you kill?"

Wang Sun Wuji said, "Ghost King."

smiled and said, "Yin Tao?"

Wang Sun Wuji said, "Yes."

Smile no longer opens or moves.

Fang Kuan, Tie Zhongda and Duan Shi Shuangying couldn't help but be discolored.

"Ghost King" Yin Tao, the name itself is enough to disperse their souls.

At this time, the sound of bamboo blowing suddenly changed, becoming like a complaining woman crying, the blind night flute.

Wang Sun Wuji shouted in a low voice: "Dish the candle!"

The lights in the restaurant are brilliant, and there are at least 20 candles burning.

Four shirtless men suddenly waved their hands at the same time, the golden light flashed, the knife wind roared by, and the light and candle suddenly went out at the same time.

There was darkness on all sides, and dozens of lanterns suddenly lit up in the darkness, lighting up on the roof outside the restaurant at the same time.

The miserable blue lights are floating in the wind, just like ghost fire.

Wang Sun Wuji lost his voice and said, "The ghost king is coming!"

The evening breeze is sad, and the miserable blue lights shine on people's faces. Everyone's faces have been distorted by fear, and it seems that they are a group of living ghosts that have just been released from hell.

In the lingering and sad sound of blowing bamboo, suddenly there was a gloomy sneer: "Yes, I'm coming!"

After saying five words, a gloomy cold wind blew and sent a person in.

A man with a long-haired shawl, a face like withered wax, wearing a white hemp robe and a thin figure like a bamboo pole really seemed to be blown in by the wind, falling to the ground, still fluttering.

His eyes were also miserable. He stared at Wang Sun Wuji in an instant. He smiled sadly and said, "I said, you are dead!"

Wang Sun Wuji suddenly sneered: "You are dead!"

Yin Tao said, "Me?"

Wang Sun Wuji said, "You shouldn't have come here. Now that you have come, you will die!"

Yin Tao said, "Can you kill me?"

Wang Sun Wuji said, "I can't."

Yin Tao said, "Who can?"

Wang Sun Wuji said, "He!"

He is just smiling.

The smile still didn't move, and even the look didn't move.

The ghost king Yintao's eyes have been fixed on him: "Can you kill me?"

The answer is very simple: "Yes!"

Yin Tao laughed: "What do you use to kill? Do you use your broken straw hat?"

He smiled and stopped talking, but he stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the straw hat on the table with his right hand.

What's under this hat?

There is nothing under the hat, only one hand.

Left hand.

There are seven fingers on his hand.

The hands are very rough, just like the rocks on the coast that have been stirred by the waves since ancient times.

Seeing this hand, the ghost king Yintao was as if he had seen a ghost and was discolored: "seven killers!"

Smile and don't open your mouth.

Yin Tao said, "I'm not here to find you. You'd better mind your own business."

smiled and said, "I'm in charge."

Yin Tao said, "What do you want?"

smiled and said, "I want you to go!"

Yin Tao stamped his foot and said, "Okay, you're here, I'll go."

smiled and said, "Leave your head and go!"

Yin Tao's pupils contracted, and he suddenly sneered and said, "The head is here. Why don't you come and get it?"

smiled and said, "Why don't you send it?"

Yin Tao laughed loudly, and the laughter was sad.

In the sad laughter, his body suddenly flew up like a ghost and rushed to the smile.

Before others arrived, twelve Bisensen's cold light burst out.

With a straw hat in his right hand, the blue light suddenly disappeared. At this time, the dark man had arrived, and there was already a long sword of Bisensen in his hand, and a sword stabbed the throat of a smile.

This sword flies in the air and is strange, but when you see the blue light flowing, you can't see where his sword came from.

The smiling hand has been caught out.

In the miserable light, I saw a gray-white hand with seven fingers, scratching in the air and again.

The shadow of the sword is flowing, and this hand is also changing. It has been grasped seven times in a row. Suddenly, with a "ding", the sword light suddenly disappeared, and there was only half of the broken sword left in Yin Tao's hand.

The sword light flashed again, but it came from the hand of a smile.

The smiling hand had grasped the half-cut sword, and the half-cut sword suddenly pierced the throat of Yin Tao.

No one can describe the speed of this sword, and no one can see his hand clearly.

Everyone only heard a scream, and then Yin Tao fell down.

No sound, no light.

The lanterns outside the building have suddenly disappeared, and it has turned into darkness again.

Deadly silence, deadly darkness.

There is not even a breathing sound.

I don't know how long it took before I heard Wang Sun Wuji's voice saying, "Thank you very much."

He smiled and said, "You go, take Yin Tao with you!"

"Yes!"

Then, there was a sound of footsteps and hurried downstairs.

The smiling voice said, "You four also go, leave your weapons."

"Yes!" Four people answered at the same time, and the weapon was placed on the table: a whip, a knife, and a funeral sword!

He smiled and said, "Remember, next time you come to see me with weapons, you will die!"

No one dared to make a sound again, and the four people quietly walked downstairs.

There is another silence in the dark. I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a little light lit up.

The lamp was in a person's hand. The man was drinking alone upstairs. Other guests had left, but he hadn't left yet.

is a handsome and proud young man with a kind of pleasing smile on his face. He is looking and smiling: "Seven kills in one hand, it really lives up to its reputation!"

Smiling ignored him and didn't look at him. He put the weapons and jewelry on the table in a sack and slowly walked downstairs.

The young man called again, "Please stay."

He turned around with a smile and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm Li Cong!"

smiled and sneered, "Do you want to die too?"

"I don't want to die. I want you to die!" Li Cong spoke slowly.

In this way, I don't know that the so-called young people have seen too many smiles and killed too much. These people always think that they should kill, but I don't know how much more people in the world should kill than the people they think should kill.

Du Kill sneered: "Then you take action!"

He doesn't care. Although he doesn't want to do it, he will never show mercy because he is a teenager who wants to kill him.

But when he saw the weapon in the teenager's hand, he always smiled and his face changed...

"Flying knife! Xiao Li's flying knife!" Smiling and even shouting out the name, he couldn't help stepping back and looking at the teenager: "Who are you?"

"I'm here, Li Cong." The teenager is still calm.

He took a breath with a smile and looked at him. He believed that his eyes would never be wrong. He was just scared by the flying knife. Now he can be sure that this teenager's martial arts skills are not high at all.

No matter how powerful the weapon is, it will not become terrible in the hands of a person who is not powerful. For so many years in the world, the smile certainly understood this truth, so he moved his eyes from the flying knife to the young man's face. In his eyes, those shocks had turned into regret.

A person like Smiling has long wanted to die and die under Xiao Li's knife. For him, it can only be regarded as an honor, not a shame.

But Xiao Li's flying knife is called Xiao Li's flying knife in Li Xunhuan's hand. In other people's hands, it is just a flying knife.

"Do you want my life?" He suddenly smiled. He didn't smile for a long time. The smile on his face was more frightening than not smiling.

Li Cong nodded.

"Then when you lose, I can naturally kill you." Smiling continued, "Life and death is a fair thing, don't you think?"

Li Cong nodded.

"But I won't kill you." Looking at Li Cong with a smile, he slowly said, "I want your two fingers, one in your left hand and one in your right hand. Two thumbs."

There are already beads of sweat on Li Cong's face. He knew that he had found the wrong person, and he had even seen that he had lost two thumbs.

He is a smart person, but he is really lost by the praise of the people around him. Even if he knows that this feeling is wrong, he still enjoys it, and he will never enjoy it again.

He has killed people, but he has never felt death. He has been chivalrous and righteous, but has not received a real battle.

"If you leave now, I can think I haven't seen you." He smiled and said slowly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Li Cong's face changed, and his face was full of pride and pride: "The Li family never said nothing!"

The smile did not say anything more, but quietly raised his left hand, and the seven fingers on it were like seven daggers from hell...

How fast is Xiao Li's flying knife?

No one in the world knows!

He doesn't know how to smile, but he knows one thing, that is, if he practices for another 20 years, he can't avoid Xiao Li's flying knife, whether the person holding this knife is Li Xunhuan or a casual person.

The difference between Li Xunhuan and anyone who follows is that if it is Li Xunhuan, the smile will not hide at all, nor do not want to hide.

And the teenager in front of him will not hide with a smile. Because he knew that he didn't need to hide.

When Li Cong's flying knife was stopped by his smiling right hand, his smiling left hand was already holding Li Cong's neck.

"You lost!" With a smile, he pulled out the flying knife inserted in his right hand and handed it to Li Cong.

When he laughed all his life, I'm afraid it's not as much as today.

Not everyone has the opportunity to shoot down Xiao Li Feidao, so smiles and thinks that even death is worth it!

So he didn't even care about the teenager who came to him. He didn't think that the teenager would really cut off his thumbs, and he didn't care.

He even thought that this teenager was just a teenager who accidentally got a knife from Xiao Li.

But he didn't know that this teenager was Li Xunhuan's son.

There are rules in the world, and everyone must abide by them.

Although he has not learned any of his father's skills, he will never humiliate his father.

"Wait a minute!"

When he turned around with a smile, he saw Li Cong's angry and desperate face.

"I lost. You didn't take my life, but I don't thank you, because you took my two thumbs. Since then, I can't use a flying knife. This makes me more uncomfortable than killing me. Li Cong said with a smile. He knew that he could no longer do something for his father and his family to make them proud. But he won't do anything that makes them feel ashamed anyway!

Looking at it with a smile.

Look at Li Cong waving a knife, waving a knife with his right hand, and a thumbs up to his left hand.

The knife was not cut down. After that, the knife was only half waved and was held in the hand of a smile.

But the smile did not hold it for too long, but in an instant, a chopstick flew in from outside the restaurant, nailed it to the smiling arm, and knocked him back a few steps.

Li Cong smiled, smiled bitterly, and continued to wave his knife.

But it was still a chopstick, flying the knife in his hand to the ground.

Li Cong and Smile looked at the door...