Bright Era

When the lame came forward, Lin Qi was standing by the wine cabinet and staring at the young people. He almost madly watched the young man with a white silk scarf carefully wiping his palms. The young man's fingers were moving, and the ring on his hand flared one after another under the light.

Almost all of Lin Qi's blood rushed to his brain and heart, his body was hot, and sweat continued to flow down.

"This guy is really rich!" Because of his high blood pressure, Lin Qi, who was darkened in front of him, swallowed hard and spit, his nose trembling violently, Lin Qi kept breathing deeply, and finally suppressed the crazy flame in his heart. With both hands hidden in the sleeves, Lin Qi's fingers stroked the triggers of the two small crossbows in the sleeves again and again. Several times he almost couldn't control himself and almost raised his hand to attack the young man.

Gold, yellow gold; gems, sparkling gems. Lin Qi moaned lowly, and his right hand firmly covered his heart. He breathed deeply, and finally controlled his breathing, allowing the boiling blood to flow slowly throughout the body, avoiding the risk of sudden death from a heart burst or a cerebrovascular explosion.

"What a good fat sheep, but why do they come to the lame shop?"

Lin Qi madly cursed all the gods he knew in his heart, no matter what the gods sent the fat sheep to the lame shop, starting today, this **** has become Lin Qi's mortal enemy. Lin Qi had never seen such a valuable right hand for that young man's jeweled right hand.

Lin Qi has the simplest, simplest and most simple world view in the world. In his opinion, there are only two currencies, his money and other people’s money, and there are only two human beings, the rich and the poor, and there are only valuable treasures. And worthless garbage.

It is Lin Qi's ideal to make certain rich people become poor, take away valuable treasures from them, and turn other people's money into his own money. This is Lin Qi's ideal, this is his pursuit, and this is his life goal. His life is based on money, without money, his life is bleak.

The right hand of this young man is like a beacon on a lighthouse, illuminating a long distance in Lin Qi's long life.

"It's a pity, this is the place of the lame!" Swallowing hard, Lin Qi put down his hands, loosened the bowstring of the crossbow, and carefully hid the two highly poisonous crossbow arrows in the skin inside the belt. He walked out of the dark shadow of the wine cabinet, squatted on the long wine table with a smile, and made a gesture of cutting his neck to the young man.

"Oriental people, seeing that you have the same blood lineage as my ancestors, I solemnly remind you! This is the lame shop, this is the place of the lame uncle. You dare to beat his most beautiful and lovely maid, You are done!"

Lin Qi's words were full of malice, he was anxious to start a fight between the lame shop and these big fat sheep in black cloaks. At this moment, he has made a plan. Only by bringing these big fat sheep and lame shop into conflict, can he have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and get enough benefits from these people.

For the gold coins, Lin Qi can cooperate with the crip; also for more gold coins, Lin Qi can sell the crip without hesitation.

The white-faced youth twitched the corners of his mouth to reveal a high-pitched sneer. With his left hand behind him, he crouched slightly and walked slowly to the long wine cabinet. He squinted his eyes and looked up and down the **** for a while, then glanced at Lin Qi, retracting his right hand into the cloak, and when he took it out again, he had already added a thumb that was half a foot long. bullion.

Gently placing the gold bars on the greasy wine cabinet, the white-faced youth said in a proficient western mainland lingo: "I am Jiang Yong. According to your habits, you can call me'Jiang', or you can call me Mr. Jiang."

With a weird and numb smile, Jiang Yong said softly: "I apologize for that girl. But please forgive me. I'm not used to getting people too close to me."

With a light sigh, Jiang Yong lightly tapped the gold bar on the wine cabinet with his finger. His white, thin fingers pierced the gold bar silently, and his fingers were deeply submerged in the wine cabinet made of 100-year-old oak board, and a transparent hole was pierced on the inch-thick surface of the cabinet.

The heroes who had just been arrogant and wanted to take advantage of the fat sheep returned to their seats at the same time, they raised their wine glasses and made a loud noise again. The three dancers enthusiastically tugged their thighs, and constantly kicked their long white legs, which made the heroes laugh and howl passionately. The tavern will return to normal in an instant, and the smell of sweat and wine will fill the air again.

The servants of the two lame shops lifted Lisa, who was unconscious, and quickly withdrew from the boiling tavern without whereabouts.

Lin Qi, who was standing next to the cripple, gasped. He looked at the gold bar and wine cabinet pierced by Jiang Yong's finger in amazement, and suddenly sighed heavily.

Terrible strength, is this guy named Jiang Yong afraid that he has the strength of a high-level knight? Except for the legendary high-level knights who could split boulders with their flesh, Lin Qi didn't know any monsters that could do something like Jiang Yong. Can flesh and blood penetrate gold bars? What are his fingers made of?

This is not a fat sheep, but a beast with beautiful fur. Although the fur of the beast is also very valuable, it is obviously unwise to risk his life for the sake of gold coins. Unless it can be proved that this Jiang Yong has enough wealth to make Lin Qi heart, otherwise the rings he wears on his hand are not enough to make Lin Qi make a move.

Of course, if Lin Qi knows that Jiang Yong really has a huge amount of wealth, Lin Qi will let Jiang Yong know that even if he has strong strength, he definitely shouldn't bring too many possessions into the territory of the Iron Fist Brotherhood.

Taking a deep look at Jiang Yong, Lin Qi walked out of the wine cabinet and took Enzo and Vic to sit at a wine table. He yelled for wine and barbecue, jokingly admiring the dancer's bold and wild dance.

In the blink of an eye, the **** had left the wine cabinet with Jiang Yong and his entourage.

Only Lin Qi, who had been paying attention to them from the corner of his eye, noticed how they left, especially when Jiang Yong's entourage was lifted by the legs of the table while walking, revealing their dark blue robes.

A very strange robe, embroidered with a strange creature, looks like a python, but the mouth is full of sharp teeth, and there are four claws on it, which look like the claws of a rooster. That kind of creature is ferocious and ferocious, but it is gorgeous and magnificent, revealing an evil temptation that makes people palpitating.

"Oriental!"

Raising the wine glass and taking a sip, Lin Qi said vaguely: "This is Berrily City, the site of the Iron Fist Brotherhood of my uncle Lin Qi!"

Squinting, Lin Qi whispered: "Vik, ask people to stare at them, I want to know how much money they brought!"

Vic, who was small, stuffed a large piece of fat into his mouth, nodded hurriedly, and touched the **** of the maid passing by.

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