Shura Emperor

.., Emperor Shura

Xu Guanjue was terrified.

He had never been so afraid in his life. Although the young man in front of him was extremely young, he exuded a terrifying aura of returning from hell, which made him feel inexplicably frightened.

Can't be provoked, can't he hide?

Shi Hao smiled and slashed with a knife.

"No!" Xu Guanjue hurriedly retreated, but the sword light slashed in like thunder, and he couldn't escape at all.

He had to stretch out his hand to parry, slap, a blood flower bloomed, and his right hand suddenly broke at the wrist.

The blade was too sharp, and when the knife went down, only blood splashed, Xu Guanjue didn't even feel the pain, and it was only when he stood still that he realized that his hand had been broken.

He stared blankly at the broken wrist, his face full of unacceptable expressions.

Abandoned, he lost a hand.

He is right-handed, whether it is betting or fighting, and now that his right hand is gone, his strength has dropped by at least 90%.

The old man suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes and almost fainted.

Shi Hao raised the knife and saw that the blade was like water, without a trace of blood.

"Nice knife!" He praised, then put the knife back in its sheath, raised his hand and threw it at the fisherman, "Thanks."

The fisherman took it and put the knife on the table next to it, silent and without any sense of existence.

In fact, if he hadn't spoken just now, no one would have realized that there was someone so out of place.

"Shi Shaofeng, it's your turn!" Han Dong stared at his bitter master, his face full of revenge.

"If you dare to touch a single hair of me, my Shi family - fuck!" Shi Shaofeng wanted to threaten, but before he could finish speaking, Shi Hao held him down.

He is only three steps, how can he fight against Shi Hao?

"Go ahead." Shi Hao said to Han Dong.

"Boss, I love you to death!" Han Dong said gratefully.

"Go away, if you say such disgusting words again, I will castrate you!" Shi Hao's face was full of disgust.

Han Dong smiled, and ripped off Shi Shaofeng's pants in the past.

"No! No! No!" Shi Shaofeng struggled desperately, his face flushed, and he was about to spurt blood.

In public, he was stripped of his underpants, so how would he meet people in the future?

Even if he doesn't care, can Shi Jia lose face again?

He will definitely be put into the cold palace, and he will not be able to step out of the door of Shijia for several years.

How could Han Dong care, he took off Shi Shaofeng's clothes excitedly, like a slut.

Shi Hao patted Shi Shaofeng's face: "You should feel lucky that Han Dong is here today, not my dog."

The big yellow dog is directly biting the butt, the **** master!

How could Shi Shaofeng understand that as his lower body became colder, he knew that the fate of his bare **** could not be reversed, so he simply did not struggle, but stared at Shi Hao with incomparable anger: "You are doomed, you You are dead, you are dead!"

He didn't know if he was cursing or telling Shi Hao that if he offended the Shi family, there was only one way to go.

"Hahaha!" Han Dong suddenly burst out laughing. This was not the kind of joy after revenge, but when something funny happened, tears were about to burst out.

"Look, boss, this guy's chicken is as small as a bamboo stick!"

The little fat man pointed at Shi Shaofeng's legs and couldn't straighten his back with laughter.

"puff!"

All around, many gamblers could see clearly, and they all laughed.

Really, those words are pitifully small, and it is impossible for people with poor eyesight to find out.

"Shi Xiaoji, I'm so sorry." Han Dong patted Shi Shaofeng's butt, "I knew you were a wreck, I shouldn't have bet against you at all, and let everyone see your shame. Alas, I'm so sorry. ."

He said that he was sorry, but there was no regret on his face, and his mouth was crooked when he smiled.

Shi Shaofeng was so angry that he tilted his head and fainted.

The onlookers are excited, and there will be talk about it later. This matter can be said for at least three days, which makes people happy.

Shi Hao took away Shang Ling Zhuguo, and then exchanged chips with Han Dong. Because the money won was too much, it was difficult for Han Dong to move alone, so Shi Hao simply distributed the money to the poor outside and let him He and Han Dong angrily brushed their goodwill.

After doing all this, Shi Hao went to the fisherman again, but found that he had disappeared.

No one knows when he left.

Master!

Shi Hao nodded secretly, but he didn't take it to heart. If he has a fate, he will see you again.

"go back."

"Hey!"

After this incident, Han Dong had given up on Shi Hao and really regarded him as the boss.

When the two returned to the Han Mansion, they naturally didn't have to worry about anything.

Maybe they will be targeted by the Shi family, beaten by some masked guests, etc., but in the Han family, unless the Shi family is crazy and wants to go to war with the Han family, otherwise, this is absolutely safe. land.

They should eat and drink, and the little fat man is still working hard to cultivate. He knows that even if he wins the bet, if he doesn't have enough strength, he can still repay his debt or even take a bite.

Therefore, winning requires strength to support.

This kind of motivation supports him to practice physique every day, and make a cry every day, but the effect is also obvious, and the progress is flying.

Of course, his foundation is too poor, and his realm is also low. To reach Shi Hao's "available" standard, it is definitely not a short-term thing.

Shi Hao was not idle either. In addition to his own cultivation, Yue Feifei would often come to him to ask him about cultivation matters, and then use Shang Ling Zhuguo to make alchemy. Three days passed quickly.

On this day, it was also Han Liren's two-hundred-year-old birthday.

Even for those who cast the royal court, there are not many people who have a hundred birthdays, because the theoretical lifespan is only three hundred years, and people who cultivate will definitely be injured. Over time, it will also affect their lifespan.

Therefore, it is rare for such a cast royal court to be able to live to three hundred years old or even more.

In this way, this two-hundred-year-old birthday should be the last one-hundred-year-old birthday of Han Liren in this life.

Han Liren didn't really care about it~www.wuxiahere.com~ but the Han family paid great attention to it and prepared early, otherwise, they wouldn't have invited Yue Feifei over. However, everyone in Qindao often travels around the world to perform, and stays in a city for nearly a month. It is really rare for such a long time.

Throughout the day, the Han Mansion was very lively, and there were many VIPs coming.

In the evening, even the three giants Cheng, Zhang, and Shi sent people over to congratulate them. Of course, they would definitely not dispatch the great power of casting the royal court, but the master of Guanzizai, which still gave the Han family enough face.

After all, everyone is in the same city, and superficial articles are still to be done.

Not long after the banquet started, the juniors of the Han family began to present birthday gifts one by one.

Looking at everyone presenting precious gifts one by one, Han Dong couldn't help but lose his color, and said to Shi Hao: "It's over, boss, I've been cultivating for the past few days, and I even forgot the gifts!"

(End of this chapter)

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