The whole hall was dead.
When Wang Xu abandoned the dog and the other party's soaring breath disappeared, uncle Wei in the VIP room seemed to feel something and suddenly opened his eyes.
Originally, he was serving tea with one hand and tapping on the armrest with the other hand. He was closing his eyes and looking like an old dog.
But at this time, uncle Wei could not sit still at all. He frowned and said:
"Well, well, even ah Gou has been defeated. I'd like to see who dares to make such a big deal of provocations and disturbances, and doesn't give me the face of Wei Yijun!"
With that, he suddenly grew up and stepped out with a gloomy face.
This step is really like a thousand troops charging together. Before landing, a strong and extreme evil spirit has been instantly put out. The evil spirit is invisible, but it seems to have quality. It directly turns into an invisible hand. With a bang, the door of the private room is instantly shot out.
The door plate blasted out directly hit a gambling table, and then it burst apart, turning into countless sharp pieces of wood scattering out all around.
For a moment, I don't know how many unfortunate people fell down in a howl, and the whole hall was in a mess.
Step by step out of the private room, after seeing the scene in the hall, Wei Yijun's face suddenly sank, and his killing intention was boiling like water.
Zhou Bing was forced to kneel down. Ah Gou was nearly dead and his legs were abandoned. Wang Badao stood there like a fool, shivering with a pale face
All this is almost equivalent to hitting him in the face one after another. How can Wei Yijun not be angry when he sees that he is willing to kill him?
It's not just him, who is present at this time, who is not crazy and shocked
"What's the identity of this young master? He's too cruel. First, he forces people to kneel down, and then he wastes people's legs. This means that he will never die... Who is he? Wait a minute. So young and so terrible, it must be... "
Thinking of this, many people's faces changed greatly and took a breath.
Just these two days, a rumor suddenly appeared in Jianghai, saying that a young man in his twenties had killed the fourth master of jiujuemin who had been in charge of magic capital for decades with one sword
Youth is the same!
Similar strength
Is Wang Xu in front of us the man in the rumor?
Wei Yijun, on the other hand, looked directly at Wang Xu, with a little bit of suspicion in his eyes. He said in a cold voice, "I'm Wei Yijun, the person in charge of Jianghai rudder wharf of Cao Gang. I don't know who you are? What's the difference with Wei? Do you want to do this? "
Zhou Bing was humiliated. He didn't care.
However, ah Gou is a confidant in his heart. He can even be said to be a dead man. His loyalty to him is incomparable and can never be betrayed. Wei Yijun only felt that his heart was dripping blood when such a dead man was abandoned.
"After all, there is Cao Gang standing behind me. Dare you make enemies with me? Is it the disciple of a thousand year old sect in the mountain? Or from Hongmen? Or from Xianmen? Apart from these places, no force can cultivate such young experts. "
Wei Yijun thought and looked at Wang Xu.
Although he can't feel any breath on Wang Xu's body, as if the other party is just an ordinary person. But when the dog knelt at the foot of Wang Xu, he absolutely dare not think so.
Wang Xu, is not inferior to his strength master, even has the possibility to be stronger!
"Cao Gang? How can this ancient Gang last to the present? Liansheng International Transportation Co., Ltd.. It's the same. Caobang has controlled the shipping of major rivers in China since ancient times. In modern times, it's not difficult to understand the transformation of international shipping and maritime business. "
Wang Xu's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised.
However, since ancient times, the Cao Gang has not been a gang, but a name in a broad sense. Anyone who is engaged in business on water can claim to be a member of the Cao Gang.
Thinking about these things, he seems to be calm all the time. Before Wang Xu speaks, Wang overbearing can't wait to say:
"Uncle Wei, his name is Wang Xu, the boy I told you about!"
As early as the moment when he saw Wei Yijun appear, Wang Badao's eyes suddenly lit up and seized a straw of hope in despair.
Yes!
As long as Uncle Wei destroys the boy now, what's the future of a dead man?
"Wei Shu is not a fake Hua Jin like ah Gou, but a real Hua Jin master. If you don't want to die, you'd better seize the opportunity and immediately kneel down to make amends to Wei Shu!"
At this time, Wang Badao finally found the opportunity to say, while staring at Wang Xu viciously, coldly said.
"That's right. Boss Wei is a warrior. Don't you see the situation quickly!"
"Wang Xu? I haven't heard of it. Which family is this? Looking at the overbearing young master, he should not be a member of the Jianghai Wang family. "
"Are you stupid? The Jianghai Wangs can't cultivate such characters!"
"Who is he? Where do you come from? "
For a moment, there was a lot of discussion. Everyone looked at Wang Xu and waited to see how he would respond.
However, under their gaze, Wang Xu didn't speak. Feng Qingqing, who was behind him, finally couldn't help but stand up and said impatiently
"The one who turns strength into force? Is it great? Two days ago, Mr. Wang killed a famous fourth master with a sword
With that, Feng Qingqing looked at Wei Yijun with a pretty face and asked with disdain: "Hey, that middle-aged uncle, how do you compare with this fourth master? Who is better? "
Even Feng Qingqing didn't expect that as soon as her words came out, the whole hall was quiet, and then there was a dead silence.
The hall of the gambling house is still full of people's voices for a moment, but at this moment, everyone seems to have been hit by the petrochemical magic. They open their mouths wide and stare at Wang Xu.
Is the rumor true?
This
It's really rumored that Prince Wang killed the fourth master with one sword?
People who have heard of some rumors are in a trance, with a blank in their mind!
Even Wei Yijun, at this time is also a burst of crazy face jump, the fundus is hard to hide the horror.
The fourth master of jiujuemen is a well-known veteran of mordu. He is an old monster who has been in Huajin level for decades. Although Wei Yijun is full of confidence in his own strength, he is still half a chip behind the fourth master.
Compared with those who have only heard rumors, don't know whether they are true or false, and are skeptical, as a big man in the circle of the river and the lake, he is also a warrior. Naturally, he has more channels of information than these people.
The battle in Furong mountain, just one night after Wang Xu left, spread to all forces in the lower Jiuliu circle, and Wei Yijun naturally knew it.
"It's just... Can this boy really kill the fourth master with one sword?"
Although the news he received was very clear, he did not see it with his own eyes. Wei Yijun looked at Wang Xu carefully, and his face was still a bit unbelievable.
But just then.
Wang Xu suddenly raised his right hand, a sword light suddenly appeared, and then in everyone's eyes, the sword light slowly stopped, a broken sword appeared, floating in the air above Wang Xu's palm.
He looked up at Wei Yijun and said with a faint smile:
"I have a broken sword. I don't know..."
"Dare you take it?"