Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 145

  Chapter 145 Means

   Zhou Jia's actions were abrupt and fierce.

   At the moment when everyone had no time to react, they struck out with a heavy punch, and with one punch, Deacon Zou flew out of the house and fell to the first floor.

  During the period, there was almost no effective resistance.

  Chen Ying's eyes lit up.

   This is a top ten master!

  Even if Zhou Jia was suspected of sneak attack, he won with one move.

  When he started to fight, the source force exploded, the air was stirred up, and the scalp-numbing force surged out, shocking the audience in an instant.

  Chen Ying asked herself, if she goes all out, she can achieve this level.

but,

  Need to use the black iron black soldier!

   Zhou Jia was unarmed, and the momentary power and influence even made her heart sink, and she subconsciously felt a sense of fear.

   It was like a sleeping fierce beast suddenly bursting out, making people's hearts jump.

  Ten products!

  At such an age, he is already rank ten, and there is a 60 to 70 percent chance of becoming a black iron in the future.

  If you think about it this way, it's okay to have a mediocre appearance and a dull personality, but the decisiveness of the shot makes people's eyes shine.

but…

   A little reckless!

  Chen Ying changed her mind and habitually analyzed the pros and cons.

  Deacon Zou represented not only him alone, but also Qiu Bowei, the deputy gang leader behind him. If he was easily killed, he might not escape punishment.

  Li Wei is a good thing.

  But you also need to choose the right target, otherwise not only will you not be able to quickly rectify the deployment of your subordinates, but it may cause a violent rebound.

   Just like now.

   "Deacon Zou!"

   "Stop!"

  Deacon Zou has been in charge of the gambling house for so many years, so he naturally has many cronies, disciples, and even experts specially placed by Deputy Chief Qiu.

   Seeing this, he couldn't help roaring.

   Two more people rushed out with lightning, one rushed downstairs, and the other drew his sword at Zhou Jia.

  The man who drew the sword had a gloomy complexion, his triangular eyes were cold and introverted, his expression was stiff, the long sword was out of its sheath, and a sharp cold light came into view.

   Great knife!

   What a knife-drawing technique!

  Ninth-grade cultivation base, the energy and spirit gathered in one place, drawing the sword countless times, let the triangular-eyed move against the wind have reached a state of perfection.

  Even if it is the tenth rank, it is still possible to fight.

  Chen Ying's beautiful eyes flickered, and she lightly pressed the hilt of her waist with one hand, a fighting spirit quietly emerged.

"Um?"

  Zhou Jia squinted his eyes, his voice was dull:

   "Looking for death!"

   While speaking, he stretched out his big hand, miraculously penetrated into the light of the knife, clasped his five fingers, grabbed the blade suddenly, and pulled it down hard.

   "Peng!"

  The triangular eyes slammed into the floor with a knife.

  Before he came back to his senses, he felt severe pain in his chest and abdomen, a series of ribs breaking sounded, and the five internal organs in his body were blown out of flesh by a huge force.

  In an instant, the dead cannot die again.

  One method can be used, and all methods can be used.

  Zhou Jia has already perfected the innate martial art Zilei Axe, and in his eyes, ordinary moves are naturally full of flaws.

  The sword technique that others are amazed at can be easily broken without the aid of an ax shield.

  Kicking Triangle Eye to death, he jumped down the second floor.

  Everyone in the field, except for Chen Ying, who had a normal expression, all of them were pale, with panic and anxiety in their eyes.

  This new supervisor is very ruthless.

   shot,

   is human life!

  Be merciless, kill as soon as you say!

   "Boom!"

  First floor.

   There was a lot of voices, and many gamblers gathered around the gaming tables, making a lot of noise, and all of them blushed under the stimulation of drugs and hearts.

   At this moment, a black shadow fell from upstairs and hit a gambling table heavily.

  The black shadow smashed the gaming table and rolled on the ground.

   "Deacon Zou?"

   "Old Zou!"

   Someone with sharp eyes recognized the embarrassed figure on the ground for the first time.

  This is the gambling shop of the Tianhu Gang, and Deacon Zou is a tenth-rank master who sits here. Who dares and can make a move against him?

   "Hoo..."

  The strong wind blew up on the second floor, and a figure fell lightly to the ground.

"help me!"

  Deacon Zou's chest was sunken, he vomited blood, he propped himself up and staggered forward:

   "Help me!"

   "Deacon Zou!"

  The guards in the arena were taken aback for a moment, and then rushed over quickly.

   Two of them looked even more ruthless, drew out their swords and faced Zhou Jia, and shouted anxiously:

   "How dare you dare to make trouble here, take your life!"

  Zhou Jia frowned, knowing that he had injured Deacon Zou, yet they dared to charge forward without fear of life and death. It seemed that they were Zou's confidantes.

  Sweeping the guards in the field, all of them have bad eyesight.

Ah!

  The surname Zou can win people's hearts. I'm afraid he has the final say on the West City gambling house.

  Since so...

  With a cold look in his eyes, Zhou Jia strode forward. The moment before the sword touched his body, his arms suddenly stretched out, and he clasped the head of the person coming from left and right.

   "Peng!"

  The two heads were squeezed together with great force, crushing the skull and cracking the brain.

"kill!"

  A copper rod fell from top to bottom, the howling wind pushed away the tables, chairs and benches on both sides, and a crack appeared on the ground under the feet.

  The big man with a stick was bulging all over his body, his eyes were bloodshot, and rushed towards him roaring.

   "Shua!"

  Zhou Jia lifted up with one hand, grasped the body of the stick, and with a shake of his arm, the long stick pierced the hands of the person coming, and penetrated straight into the opponent's heart.

  Holding a stick in his hand, he waved it casually, sweeping across people and sticks.

  The guards rushing from behind were also overwhelmed.

  Among the crowd, there was a chill.

  The cold light is not obvious, and it appears in Zhou Jia's blind spot of vision. It is silent, but it makes everyone who sees it feel chilly.

  The sword comes out like a poisonous snake.

   "Boom!"

   There was a loud bang.

  Among the surprised eyes of others, a fist that seemed to cover all directions appeared in front of the sword shadow and slammed down.

  The assassin hiding in the crowd was smashed to pieces with his sword on the spot.

   Zhou Jia, who was striding forward, was like a terrifying beast, with a blank face and waving arms. No matter who came, he would kill them all on the spot.

   With one palm, the two of them were killed.

   One punch, piercing through the armor.

  After just a few steps, there were already dead bodies strewn all over the ground in front of him.

  Whether it is seventh-rank, eighth-rank, or even ninth-rank, they are all vulnerable to a single blow, and they will kill people if they make a move, and there is no one left under the fist.

   Just put your hands on him...

   is death!

  In the blink of an eye, the rest of the guards were terrified, their fighting spirit was gone, and they stepped back again and again, giving way to Deacon Zou's place.

   "You...you can't kill me."

  Deacon Zou's face was pale and his body was shaking. He was clinging to the wall and he could not retreat. He could only grit his teeth and make a final attempt:

   "Kill me, Vice Chief Qiu will not let you go!"

   "Oh!" Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows:

   "Are you threatening me?"

   As he spoke, he smiled dismissively, reached out and grabbed his head suddenly, and drove towards the hard ground.

   "Peng!"

  The head pierced the ground deeply, and traces of blood emerged from the depression.

   "Deacon Zou!"

"director!"

   Until this time, the people on the second floor rushed down, and after seeing the situation on the first floor, they all looked pale.

   Even Chen Ying couldn't help frowning.

  She doesn't think there is any problem with being ruthless, the key is how to end up next, otherwise she will be a reckless fool who is quick for a while.

   "Clean up."

  Zhou Jia clapped his hands lightly:

   "Carry the corpse out, don't spoil the interest of the guests."

   "Well said!" Among the crowd, one applauded and walked out:

   "Friend Su admires the good means, but you are making trouble on your own. As guests, we can't come here in vain."

   "I came here just to have fun."

  The person who spoke had no intention of facing the situation on the field, and even in his voice, there was Zhou Jia's dissatisfaction for disturbing his interest.

   "Su Yuan, the third son of the Su family." Chen Ying whispered:

   "This person is idle and has little ability, but it's best not to provoke him."

  Su angry?

   Zhou Jia was thoughtful.

  The visitor was dressed extravagantly and gorgeously, and looked pretty handsome, but his eyes were dull and his feet were flimsy. One could tell at a glance that his martial arts were poor.

  But even so, he still has a ninth-rank cultivation base.

  Su Family,

   As expected of having a military background, the most powerful force in Shicheng, and a **** in his family, he can also become a ninth-rank master.

   "I'm bothering Mr. Su." Nodding his head, Zhou Jia waved his hand:

   "Come here, reopen a table for Mr. Su. Everyone who came today, each of you will send ten Origin Stones, and this will be my apology."

   "Wow..."

  All the gamblers in the field were in an uproar immediately. Ten Origin Stones was not a small amount for most people. Although they were frightened, it was also a pleasant surprise.

   "No need!" Su Yuan didn't take this thing seriously, shook his head and refused, saying:

   "I'm at this table, betting with this friend."

   As he spoke, he turned sideways to give way to one person.

  The man was dressed in white, with good facial features and an extraordinary temperament. He didn't look like a gambler, but he was surrounded by many gamblers.

  Everyone has a lot of chips in their hands.

   "Director." At this moment, a person approached tremblingly, whispering:

   "It was this person just now, who won us 3,000 origin stones without much effort, and the others called, and the loss can't be less than tens of thousands."

   "Oh!" Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows, pondered for a while, approached slowly, and cupped his hands towards the opponent:

   "Didn't ask for advice?"

  The white-clothed man's complexion turned pale, and his eyes paused for a moment on Deacon Zou's corpse. Fear appeared in his eyes, and he forced a smile on his face:

   "Xia Luofeng."

   "Thousand-handed Luofeng!"

   "It turned out to be him..."

   "No wonder!"

  Everyone's whispers came one after another.

   Obviously, Qianshou Luofeng has a great reputation among gamblers, almost everyone knows him, but it seems that few people have actually seen him.

   "So it's Brother Luo." Zhou Jia's expression was indifferent, seemingly unmoved, and said:

   "Do you mind if Zhou plays around?"

   "This..." Luo Feng hesitated, then nodded slightly:

   "Of course, this is my honor."

  The dice are played on the gaming table, a very common way of playing, no different from the ancient times on the earth, that is, the dice Gu covers the dice, and after shaking, guess the size of the points inside.

  Dice Gu is turned on, the dice are two, two, and three points small, and the chips are randomly placed on the gaming table.

  Zhou Jia walked to the gaming table, under the gaze of others, picked up the lid on the side and put it on the dice, and stretched out his hand to signal:

   "Brother Luo, please place your bet."

  Everyone was taken aback.

  Even Chen Ying, who had never gambled with anyone before, knew that before guessing the number, she had to shake it first, and only after the shaking was done did people place bets.

   "Director Zhou..." Luo Feng showed even more hesitation:

   "You seem to have forgotten a step?"

"No."

   Zhou Jia shook his head and continued:

   "Brother Luo, please place your bet."

   "Interesting, really interesting." Su An's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhou Jia with his chin on his hand, then looked at Luo Feng, shrugged and said:

   "The surname is Luo, Director Zhou sent you the Origin Stone, why don't you hurry up and catch it?"

   Luo Feng's face turned pale, and his hands trembled slightly.

  Everyone knows the number of points in the dice cup, two, two, and three are small, but he dare not place a bet.

  The purpose of his coming today is to be invited by Deacon Zou to come to town, and let the new supervisor know that the gambling house cannot do without Deacon Zou, otherwise it will not work.

but now…

  The surname Zou was beaten to death on the spot, how could he have the guts to offend the other party?

   Betting, maybe the source stone will be given, but it is more likely that you will die without knowing where you are when you leave the house. This kind of thing is not uncommon.

   Especially someone like him.

  The other party even killed Zou at will, so what is he?

   "Down!"

   "Two, two, three, I picked up the origin stone for nothing, what else are you thinking about?"

   "Get down quickly!"

   It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, the boos one after another, contrasted with Luo Feng's struggle on the face and the cold sweat on his forehead.

  Long time.

  He smiled wryly, looked at Zhou Jia, and slowly pushed out the Origin Stone:

   "I choose big, four, five or six."

   There was silence in the field.

   "Hush..."

"Hey!"

  Even Su Yuan shook his head and sighed, rolling his eyes repeatedly.

"Ha ha…"

   Zhou Jia looked up to the sky and smiled:

   "Brother Luo is very capable!"

   As he spoke, he opened the Gu cover lightly, and at the same time the source force shook slightly.

  The dice inside rolled slightly, from 223 small to 456 large.

   "Choose the best price, triple the number of guess points, a total of four times, Brother Luo bet 3,000 origin stones, go and get 12,000 origin stones!"

  Wow!

   There was another uproar in the field.

   Zhou Jia's movements are not really hidden, anyone who is a casino veteran can see them clearly, and Su Neng has a weird face, looking at Zhou Jia's expression back and forth.

   "No need, no need." Luo Feng was even more terrified, and a little inexplicably grateful, and immediately waved his hands again and again.

   "You're welcome." Zhou Jia's eyes carried deep meaning:

   "There are so many origin stones, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to get them, brother Luo will accompany me up there, how about?"

   "..." Luo Feng opened his mouth:

"Yes."

  Second floor.

  The broken doors and windows were simply repaired, enough to block the outside view.

   Zhou Jia stroked the teacup, Chen Ying's eyes were curious, Deacon Wen was sweating profusely as usual, and Luo Feng's eyes flickered habitually.

   "What are you going to do?"

  Chen Ying took the initiative to speak:

   "Killing Deacon Zou in public is equivalent to offending Deputy Chief Qiu. Even with Protector Yuan around, I'm afraid he will inevitably be punished."

   "Deacon Zou deserves to die, he can't be killed." Zhou Jia smiled lightly and looked at Luo Feng:

   "Brother Luo, do you think so?"

   Luo Feng's body trembled.

   "Thousand-handed Luo Feng, his gambling skills are astonishing." Zhou Jia didn't wait for his answer, and continued to speak:

   "Brother Luo is so capable, but he lives without a fixed place and suffers from the cold. It's a pity. I wonder if you intend to come into my gambling house?"

   "As long as Brother Luo comes, the position of Deacon Zou will be yours."

  Luo Feng raised his head, with fanaticism in his eyes:

"real?"

"certainly!"

   Zhou Jia nodded:

   "However, Deacon Zou is in a lot of trouble. I wonder if Brother Luo can solve it?"

   "Yes!" Luo Feng clenched his teeth and said:

   "I know that the surname Zou has set up two private gambling houses outside, and the customers are all drawn from here, and most of the income is privately siphoned."

   "I have a way to get the location of the casino, the account books, and the contacts with certain people!"

   "Okay!" Zhou Jia tapped his hands with a smile on his face:

   "I believe Brother Luo can do it."

   As he spoke, he looked at Chen Ying:

   "Miss Chen, with all these things in place, even if Vice-Clan Leader Qiu is in person, he might not be able to spare Deacon Zou. It seems that Zhou is not at fault for punishing him on his behalf."

  Chen Ying was silent.

   After a long time, he looked at Zhou Jia with deep meaning in his eyes:

   "Brother Zhou is good at means and scheming, I admire you."

   "I'm joking." Zhou Jia shook his head:

   "It's nothing for Zhou to bully others. Deacon Wen is the master."

   "Plop!"

  Deacon Wen's knees softened, and he knelt down abruptly, sweat dripping down his forehead like rain:

   "Director Zhou, subordinates...subordinates are the only ones to follow."

  (end of this chapter)

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