Chapter 106 Gambling(4000)

As night fell, the motorcade stopped in front of an antique manor.

This manor occupies a very large area in Tokyo, where land is at a premium. It was built like a five-story fortress, a bit like an ancient daimyo's castle.

On the black eaves and snow-white walls, the gorgeous glazed lights are like retaining the brilliant sunset in the middle of the night.

Classical and coquettish are magically united together.

Girls in gorgeous kimonos bowed at the door to salute the guests.

Their clothes were pulled down extremely low, revealing a patch of snow-white, but within this white, there was also brightly colored gold powder.

It's like the gold sand on mutton-fat jade, which makes men want to wipe it off.

I have to say, Neon Man really knows how to play.

Lin Mosheng got out of the car and sighed, "This is really a man's paradise."

Lin Mosheng curled his lips.

Gao Jin glanced at Lin Mosheng, smiled and sat on the side of the gambling table.

Lin Mosheng shook his head, and Taro Kishida added in a solemn voice, "The loser will die to apologize."

Even relatives like Gao Jin stayed at least six meters away from the mahjong table, leaving a large circle with a diameter of more than ten meters for the three people in the middle.

This sword light shines from the ribs of Taro Kishida's left hand, and it goes straight to the bamboo sword in Lin Mosheng's hand when he uses the last mahjong piece!

Lin Mosheng smiled awkwardly and said righteously, "I am a man who respects women and will never mess around."

If these wind blades fall on a person, their flesh and blood will not be much better than the pork on the chopping board.

All martial arts must train your eyes.

Then he looked at the rib in Taro Kishida's hand and said, "Of course I don't mind if you use this sword."

The lights in the room seemed to dim for a moment, and there was a flash of sword light like a thunderous dragon. Taro Kishida struck with an Iai stance.

"break!"

In the eyes of everyone, the flying mahjong seemed to slow down for an instant.

Even Kamiyama Sachi condensed his breath, this guy has become stronger again.

"Treat like gods and Buddhas?"

And all this is because of your arrogance!

The other party is too arrogant!

In swordsmanship and swordsmanship, there is also the term "sword in the eye", which refers to the ability to intimidate the enemy and expose their weaknesses just by looking at them.

Ueyama Sachi immediately lowered his head and said, "I'm really sorry. I've heard about the name God of Gamblers for a long time, and everyone here wants to have a glimpse of you."

The fine wind blades faded into nothingness.

"furious!"

Because these mahjongs were frozen for a moment by the wind carried by the blade.

Lin Mosheng's eyes, which were almost drowsy when he saw the absence of the young lady, suddenly became energetic.

I must win today!

Kishida was silent for a moment. It was true that they didn't care about the Matsushita soldiers going to Hong Kong, but since they were trying to find a place, they couldn't care less about it.

Practicing kendo does not require you to be as muscular as a bodybuilder. That kind of muscle will affect your flexibility, so the muscles on Kishida Taiyo's body are like slender steel bars, tightly attached to the bones.

He shouted, "Start!"

Taro Kishida pushed away the bamboo strips handed over by the waiter, keeping his eyes fixed on Lin Mosheng, "Didn't you bring a knife?"

Gao Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled and asked Shanxing, "The blissful treatment you mentioned is not to let Asheng serve these obasans, right? If so, I can't stop him if he gets angry."

Naturally, Kishida Taro also knew that the swordsmanship he had practiced for many years was as ridiculous in the eyes of the other party as a child wielding a sword.

Only those who survive have the right to speak!

This is the true martial art that enters the martial arts world, and now Taro Kishida has seen it.

An old man in black kimono brought out mahjong and introduced the rules to the two of them.

There are two ways to win this bet from the beginning. One is to form the largest number of cards, and the other is to naturally kill the opponent so that the opponent cannot even form a card!

The bamboo knife made no sound, as if it was passing through the wind. Only the wind blades it brought cut mahjong pieces one after another.

Only the sword that was struck was silent but very fast, and it went straight to Lin Mosheng's neck.

You must know that although Shen Nian Tentori has never produced a sword master, there have been sword masters in the sect throughout the ages.

A soul-stirring and domineering aura seemed to burst out directly from his eyes.

He wants to use the other party's blood to wash away this shame!

It was as if the two of them had become regular gamblers again.

There are criss-crossing sword scars on it, but under the scars is a tattoo called 'The Weasel Bones'.

However, this exquisite tattoo has not yet been completed. The lotus flower in the hand has not yet bloomed. It is missing the most wonderful stroke, which means that Taro Kishida has almost entered the realm of swordsman.

Hearing Lin Mosheng's praise, Kamiyama Yuki moved his beard and said with pride, "This is the paradise run by our family. Even in Tokyo, it is second to none."

Although Taro Kishida's behavior was despicable, according to Neon's morality, it was the worst thing he could do and bow to the dead Lin Mosheng.

Kamiyama Sachiya naturally sat on it.

Taro Kishida looked at the mahjong that was served and said coldly, "Since it is a gambling game, the winner will be determined by mahjong."

Sachi Ueyama was about to start the first mahjong match when suddenly, there was a loud noise outside.

Taro Kishida’s eyes were like those of a falcon, “It’s natural to distinguish between life and death.”

Zhang Min next to him coughed, "Ah Sheng, Ah Hong asked me to watch you carefully before coming out."

What's even more terrifying is that Lin Mosheng's word "Bro" seems to have substantial power, an invisible and majestic domain expansion. Lin Mosheng's body is five meters long, and all winds are under his control.

Lin Mosheng picked up the bamboo strips and said in a relaxed tone, "I don't need my knife to kill you."

Lin Mosheng praised it and said, "The knife is pretty good."

After that, he glanced at the old man who was sitting in the middle, and he wisely stepped aside.

no!

The young people behind Kishida looked at Lin Mosheng angrily.

Lin Mosheng seemed to be smiling but was not smiling. Was he being roasted on the cross by Lyon like Stephen Zhou?

The visitor's eyes moved away from Shangshan Xing and fell directly on Lin Mosheng. Finally, he nodded to Gao Jin and said, "I heard that the God of Gamblers is here and is here to ask for advice. Please feel free to give me some advice."

And now, he was despised by a little kid half his age.

An inexplicable momentum burst out from him, making the ordinary people around him breathless.

Compared to Matsushita Hōmonsei, who uses the Kamaita Demon to become a half-demon and then control the wind.

They really didn't know how this young man could be so bold, and he dared to come to Tokyo just after killing the people of Shen Nian Tentori.

A huge force took the person who was blocking it and smashed through the screen with Mount Fuji painted on it. The screen was torn into pieces, and the person who was blocking it spit out blood and dripped on the screen.

He turned to look at Lin Mosheng, who was still spinning the bamboo knife in his hand as if nothing was wrong.

Lin Mosheng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"How can I ask for advice?"

He nodded and said with a smile, "Since you two have decided to bet on this game, I can just be a witness."

Taro Kishida opened his haori, and the white undershirt slid off along with the muscles of his upper body, revealing a pair of lean but powerful muscles.

This is Neon. The more respectful they look, the more arrogant they are on the inside.

This is your chance to win!

This is not just a sense, it is a fact.

The person who came had a samurai haircut and was wearing a black haori. He was about forty years old, and his exposed arm muscles were as strong as old pine trees.

"idiot!"

Obviously Gao Jin also knows that the humbler you are in front of Neon people, the more they will look down on you.

"Martyrdom?" Lin Mosheng laughed, "You guys are really interesting. Selling illegal drugs, resisting arrest and being killed is actually called martyrdom."

After that, he looked at Ueyama Yuki and said, "This is a matter between me, Shen Nian Tentori and Officer Lin. Please borrow the venue and I will personally apologize to you afterwards."

And out of Taro Kishida's vest, a sitting human figure is half flesh and half skeleton, holding a budding lotus, as if undergoing some kind of trial.

Ueyama Sachi sat in the middle, brought over the mahjong plate, placed it between the two of them, and unfolded it one by one, "This is a set of mahjong. Later, you two will each select fourteen chapters from it to form a tile.

Is there any problem if the one with the bigger number wins?"

The half-body tattoo on Taro Kishida’s body is both ghostly and terrifying.
To be continued...