Pirate's Strongest Passerby

Hand laughed unbridled, and the fishmongers around him frowned, but they did not dare to come forward to help. They just closed their eyes and gritted their teeth, clenching their fists. .d, these abominable bandits!The fishmongers gritted their teeth and thought, but they could do nothing.

Seeing the stall being smashed beyond recognition, Leo's eyes rolled with tears, as if a steel knife had ruthlessly gouged out his heart, and his heart was bleeding.

"It's over, it's over, it's over."

Leo whispered like he was possessed, his voice was a little crying, his lips were white, and his beard was trembling.

"Smelly old man, get out!"

A bald man wearing a black sweatshirt kicked Leo over, then clamped one of Leo's hands and pressed it back on his waist. His knees pressed Leo to the ground, unable to move. His eyes were full of ridicule, and then he touched him with both hands. Towards Leo's pocket.

Leo's face was on the ground, covered in dust. He felt something in his pocket being taken away by the other party. Leo suddenly felt like a frightened bird. Tears fell and he begged: "No, no! Brother Please, you destroyed the stall and took away the fish. Please let me go. I used the money to buy medicine for my child..."

The bald man in a sweatshirt took out a crumpled banknote, his eyes full of contempt. He stood up and dug Leo away and scolded: "Damn old man, you have so little money all over your body?"

He got that note by tricking Chu Feng. Now that the bandit had it in his hand, Leo was already disheartened.Thinking back to the scene of his child being tortured by illness every day and night, Leo's heart ached. He didn't bother to dust off his face and rushed towards the bald man in a sweatshirt like crazy.

The bald man in a sweatshirt was not thinking about Leo, and he couldn't concentrate. He was immediately knocked down and pinned down by Leo.

Leo reached out and frantically tried to grab the note. When he was about to grab the note, someone suddenly kicked out and kicked Leo to the ground.

Leo rolled out three or four meters and hit his head on a piece of wood. Blood seeped out of his forehead and mixed with dry and choking dust slipped into Leo's mouth.

"Old guy, if you really want to die, I will give you a ride!" Hand took out a pistol from his waist and pointed at Leo with a fierce expression on his face.

When seeing a gun, a person always dodges subconsciously, and Leo is no exception.This is a manifestation of self-protection awareness, because no one can predict whether he will be alive the next second when the bullet is ejected.

Hand joked, for some reason, when he saw the fear in Leo's eyes, he felt full and superior.

It was as if he was the god of death at this moment, able to control the life and death of anyone.

Gently unlocking the safety of the gun with his thumb, Hand felt that this moment was really great!

However, at the moment he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly found that the gun in his hand disappeared, and there was a man in front of him.

Chu Feng was playing with a gun in one hand and holding a bamboo skewer with a grilled fish on it in the other.

"You interrupted me to eat."

Chu Feng bit off the tail of the fish as if nothing had happened, and slowly swallowed the whole grilled fish into his mouth. When he pulled it out, he had already been picked into a fish bone without any skin and flesh.

All this felt like a magic trick. The bandits were all stunned with their eyes wide open, and one sentence popped up in their minds: How did this man do it?

Shaking his head vigorously, this is obviously not what they need to care about right now.

"Chu Fengsang!" Leo ran over and hugged Chu Feng's thigh if he met a savior, crying with snot and tears: "Chu Fengsang, please save me! Those with bald heads are bad guys, they robbed my money, and they want to kill me!"

After finishing speaking, Leo rubbed his face against Chu Feng's trousers vigorously, coughing his nose twice before stopping.

Chu Feng looked embarrassed, and felt that this guy was a bit like brown sugar, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how he shook it.

"Boy, I tell you, don't mind my own business? Otherwise, I will shoot you too!" Hand glared at Chu Feng with his eyes rounded, and said smugly: "I am the bandit Burley Hand, and I have a reward of 500 million. Bailey's man! Be wise and get out of here, don't bother me to do my business."

"500 million?" Chu Feng threw away the fishbone, looked at the other party in a little surprise, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are quite valuable, bald man, how about we make a bet?"

Hande was stunned for a moment, stared at Chu Feng and said: "Betting? What to bet on?" Then a smile appeared on his face: "Let me tell you first, my gambling skills are very powerful. The entire bandit group, my gambling skills Take the lead!"

When Hand said the word "gambling", his bald boys looked at Hand with ugly faces.

Their boss's gambling skills are really too bad to be flattered.

I remember once when I was betting on dice, in order to flatter Hande, every time Hande placed a bet, someone would point to the outside of the cave and say: "Boss, there is a shooting star!"

Then Hand ran out to look stupidly. After a few minutes, he came back with a dark face and wanted to yell, but he thought he hadn't checked the dice points yet, but when he opened them, the points were exactly the same as what he had bet on. Laughing heartily, completely forgetting about finding his subordinates to settle accounts, and betting every possible win.

In other words, Hande's excellent gambling skills were the result of flattery from his subordinates.

Therefore, when they heard Hande say that his gambling skills are amazing, only they know how much the boss's gambling skills are.

Chu Feng quickly spun the pistol a few times, then spread his hand, hooked the pistol with his index finger, and there were five golden bullets lying on the palm of his hand: "Russia... well, the pistol turntable game, I took five bullets out, and the hand There is still a bullet in the round. As usual, each of us shoots at ourselves, with a one-sixth probability, to see who will be favored by God. If I win, you give me 500 million Baileys. If you win Now, it's up to you to deal with it. How about it, do you dare to bet?"

"Interesting, hahaha!" Hand laughed, not knowing if he understood, he stroked Chengliang's bald head honestly, and said, "It's the first time I've heard of this kind of game, and it's quite interesting."

"Is that so?" Chu Feng grinned, and shook Leo, who was in the dark, and said, "Then I'll come first."

"Wait a minute!" The bald man with earrings ran to Hand and said: "Boss, there is still a bullet in the pistol, it will kill someone! Besides, the first shot has a shooting rate of one-sixth, and the next shot can become One-fifth! Boss, if you want to shoot, you must shoot first!"

"There's another thing!" Hande said as if he had just woken up from a dream, and patted his head: "But it's okay. You, boss, I always win every time I bet. I'm very lucky. The casino has never been afraid of anyone."

The bald head with stud earrings looked at him thoughtfully, and complained in his heart: You have never been afraid of anyone, isn't that why we let you?

But he knew he couldn't say this, because if he did, Hand might point his gun at his head next.

"Boss, believe me, you have to be the first to shoot..."

"Crack, click, click, click, click"

Five blank rounds rang out in a row. The bald head with earrings and the other bald heads stiffly turned their heads and looked at Chu Feng in surprise. Seeing the other person's face showing a calm and indifferent look, he pointed the gun pointed at his temple. Put it down slowly.

The bandits opened their mouths wide enough to swallow a fist, and the surrounding air was suffocating, as if it had condensed at this moment.

"I'm sorry," Chu Feng spread his hands, smiled helplessly, and said, "To save time, I fired five shots, and I'll leave the last shot to you."

Chu Feng took Hand's cold hand, handed the pistol to his hand, then showed a harmless smile, looked at Hand, and said: "Bald man, now it's your turn."

Hand was stunned, because he saw the coldness in the smiling eyes of the other party.

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