The direction where the Yuanhun sound came from was obviously no longer by my side.

When I followed the sound, I saw Yuanhun entrenching under the coffin like a snake, holding his head with his upright pupils staring at Hongxuan in the direction.

"Angkor, if you really attack me, you kill Hongxuan first and I will cooperate with you. She must have been replaced."

I looked at Yuanhun coldly and made a gesture of "staying someone under the knife".

This is the most common gesture in bandits. Sometimes, the big cabinet shouts and kills, or even lifts the oil pan and puts it at the feet of the person who comes. But there is no intention of killing people in my heart. Whether to kill or not is not to look at how the big cabinet shouts, but how his hands move.

The gesture I made was: "Don't kill!"

Yuanhun leaned down slightly: "I understand, I won't act rashly, I will act according to your gestures."

I stopped looking at Yuanhun, but my eyes gradually became cold.

It doesn’t matter whether Yuanhun can’t understand my gestures or deliberately doesn’t understand them.

Importantly, I thought of some possibility!

I said lightly: "Hongxuan, look at the coffin. After a while, some friends may be coming. Xiaozhou, get some tea. If there is a guest, you must have tea without wine!"

"Those girls, bring me a table." I dragged a chair and sat down facing the gate. Xiaozhou's tea had just been brewed, and someone outside the yard said, "Which friend is there in the yard?"

"Juanshanlong, Wu asked!" I said in a deep voice: "Friend, should you report yourself before asking someone's name?"

The man outside pushed the door and walked in: "Baiyunlou Ren Fei, you're polite."

I looked up and down at Ren Fei before looking behind him. The feeling that Ren Fei gave me was nothing special. The young man standing behind him made me feel a little dangerous.

The man was not too tall, but he seemed very eye-catching among the crowd, just like a knife placed in a pen holder. No matter from that angle, the first thing he noticed was the sharp knife with sharp blades exposed, rather than those handsome and restrained frost hairs.

The man knew that I had focused on him, but he had no intention of avoiding it. Instead, he looked at me.

I smiled faintly and said, "Please sit down!"

There is only a stool opposite me, so the one who can sit down is naturally the genius. Ren Fei sat in front of me without hesitation: "Wu Wen, I like to be straight to the point. So, don't beat around the bush when you speak. How about we go straight?"

I took out a cigarette, put the filter on the table and knocked it gently, "Friend, please think about it before you say anything I don't like to hear, and everyone looks good!"

The man standing behind Ren Fei took a step forward and pointed his hand at my nose: "Little bastard, who do you think you are?"

Before the man finished speaking, Mu Qiubei's short sword came with the sound. The finger pointed at me and the sword flashed a few meters away. But Mu Qiubei withdrew the short sword expressionlessly: "Cut your hands, raise your feet and chop your legs. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

The Baiyun Tower disciple who had broken a finger was sweating protruding coldly on his face, but he covered his wound and couldn't say a word.

It was not that he didn't want to scream, but he didn't dare - the man kept looking at Ren Fei, as if it was because of Ren Fei that he couldn't speak.

Ren Fei said lightly: "Take it down to heal. Mu Qiubei is right? I like you."

Mu Qiubei did not respond, but the murderous aura on her body suddenly soared after the four words.

Ren Fei smiled at Mu Qiubei again before turning to me and said, "I want your dead dart, let's make a price!"

I looked at Ren Fei with a smile: "If, I said I won't sell it!"

As soon as I finished speaking, Xiaozhou and Mu Qiubei had already shown their weapons. Hongxuan and the maid in red opened the blood umbrella and formed an array behind me.

On the other hand, the disciples of Baiyun Tower did not react at all. Ren Fei raised his body slightly back while smiling. The girl behind him immediately turned her palms outward, pressing her palms behind Ren Fei, dragging Ren Fei's body like a backrest. The other party also looked at me with a smile.

Both of us were tense on one side, while the wind and clouds were calm on the other side.

Although Banjiantang was so powerful, he had already lost three points.

Because you can never show your might in front of someone who doesn’t regard yourself as an opponent. Unless you can really make the other person feel scared.

Ren Fei looked at me for a moment before saying, "Brother Wu, you are worthy of Juanshanlong. You are the first senior warlock I have ever seen who can be as calm as water in front of Baiyunlou."

Someone among the disciples of Baiyun Tower sneered: "Young master, you look up to him. He can still sit down. Maybe he has never heard of our Baiyun Tower, so he doesn't know how to be afraid!"

Xiaozhou responded coldly: "It's not that we don't know Baiyun Tower, but that you have never seen Juanshan Dragon."

The other party sneered and turned his head, not even talking to Xiaozhou, and the disdain in his eyes was even more visible.

Ren Fei smiled and said, "Brother Wu, how about we make a bet?"

I smiled and said, "What do you want to bet on?"

"Betting, I can let you take the initiative to hand over the dead man's dart." Ren Fei said: "If you lose, you join my Baiyun Tower and be the fifth deputy host of my Baiyun Tower."

Ren Fei does not mention the Dead Man's Dart because the Dead Man's Dart is something we use to determine the outcome and can no longer be used as a bet. Ren Fei's confidence is somewhat matched with him.

I responded, "What if you lose?"

Ren Fei said: "I can do it for you!"

I raised my hand and pointed at the girl behind Ren Fei: "You lost, I want her."

The surprise in Ren Fei's eyes flashed and said, "Brother Wu, I'm so excited. I'll bet on you with her! Sign the bet!"

A disciple of Baiyun Tower soon threw a piece of animal skin on the table, which was a bet written in runes.

When I pulled out the dagger and pulled my thumb and pressed my handprint on the bet, I raised my hand and nailed the bet to the table with a dagger.

Ren Fei reached out to the disciple beside him. After the man picked up the short knife and cut Ren Fei's finger, he walked to the wall and knelt down. He held the knife in both hands without hesitation and stabbed into his heart, falling to the ground and exclaimed.

I looked at Ren Fei who pressed his handprint on the contract: "Did he choose to commit suicide because he hurt you? Wouldn't you take action yourself?"

Ren Fei disagreed and said, "It is his honor to let him do it."

Ren Fei gently wiped the blood on the wound with a white handkerchief and said, "I made an exception twice for Brother Wu today!"

"I never let men touch me, but I handed my hands to others for Brother Wu."

"My hands never get blood, whether it is my own blood or other people's blood. But I let my hands see Hong for Brother Wu."

"Brother Wu, whether you believe it or not, I will tell you that Baiyunlou attaches great importance to you."
Chapter completed!