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Chapter 16 Capture the Lion!

"madness!"

Just when the onlookers thought that Ye Xiuwen would definitely die, the two words "I don't want to be cold" were blurted out from Ye Xiuwen's mouth.

The Lion of Mao was shocked, but it was too late at this time.

Ye Xiuwen drew his sword, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This may also become Ye Xiuwen's deepest hidden trump card. Because at Sanhe Wharf, no one has ever seen Ye Xiuwen draw his sword.

But at this moment, the sharp blade appeared, and the light gray light reflected into the eyes of the Lion, but it was all shocked.

The faint gray light indicates that the sharp blade in Ye Xiuwen's hand must be a tungsten steel sword.

Tungsten steel sword is sharper than fine steel swords.

Not to mention that you are invulnerable to swords and guns, even if you really look like steel, you will definitely not be able to stop this sword.

"Plop!"

"Fifth Master, show mercy,..."

When the Lion Mao saw this, his legs braked suddenly, dragged his knees to the ground, and with a thud, he knelt in front of Ye Xiuwen.

But even so, Ye Xiuwen's sword still slashed through his left shoulder and pulled out a hideous hole.

The Lion Mao was so painful that he was sweating profusely, but he did not dare to have an attack. Because at that time, if he didn't brake in a hurry, I'm afraid that Ye Xiuwen's sword would be able to cut off half of his body.

"Hmph, now I know you call Master Wu?"

Ye Xiuwen kicked the lion down with one kick and stepped on his chest.

At this time, the Lion of Mao was like a gentle sheep, and he didn't even dare to let go of his fart.

This scene really surprised everyone onlookers and instantly counterattacked.

The Lion of Mao attacked over with great might, but ended up pounced in front of Ye Xiuwen, but knelt down to beg for mercy. Some people even couldn't turn their heads at this time.

"What's going on? Why did the Mao Lion turn 180 degrees in vain?"

Many people couldn't figure it out at this time, but a discerning person said in his heart: "The Lion of Mao is so dangerous. If he didn't kneel down to beg for mercy, and if he braked suddenly, he might have already been in a different place at this time.

The tungsten steel sword is extremely sharp, and it is no problem to cut off more than a dozen stainless steel swords.

And the steel sword can hurt the warrior who has the ninth stage of body refining, so just imagine it.

If this sword goes down, how can the Lion Mao still have his life?

Therefore, some martial arts practitioners were all grateful for the Mao Lion. He stopped in time and saved his life.

"Fifth Master, you are my fifth Master. You don't care about villains, so you just treat me as a fart and let me go?" Mao Lion, under Ye Xiuwen's foot, was begging for mercy, and his pig's belly smiled into a flower.

"Let you go? Didn't you just say you're going to kill me?" Ye Xiuwen asked sneered and slapped the big face of Mao Shizi with a cold sword blade.

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings...Fifth Master, I know your status in the Cao Gang. I just wanted to give you some color...No, I was too stupid. I actually wanted to demonstrate to the fifth Master. I am too bastard, I am too stupid,..."

"Ba!Ba!..."

Mao Lion slapped his big mouth with his right hand.

It can be seen that he was very hard, not only his voice was crisp, but also blood appeared at the corners of his mouth when he slapped his mouth.

"Fifth Master, I was wrong, you let me go. I kowtow to you and I shine my shoes for you......"

When the lion of Mao was begging for mercy, there was no such thing as a generation of heroes.

The onlookers shook their heads frequently and thought to themselves: Even if this Lion of Mao is not dead today, it will be difficult for him to stay in Shahe Gang again.

"Hmph, then I'll ask you, who's the dock now?"

Ye Xiuwen asked with a smile, killing a Lion, he would just wave his hand. But if this small river dock could be taken over, then he would have a large amount of silver investment by the end of the year, and he would be able to draw at least 20% of it.

Just imagine what warriors need most when practicing martial arts? In addition to perseverance, it is money.

If you don’t have money, do you want to practice martial arts? Then you may have to endure it for the rest of your life.

Just like many disciples of the Cao Gang, they are in their thirties, and there are many people who refine their bodies in the third stage and the fourth stage of body refinement.

The way to practice martial arts is to take one step at a time. If you don’t have any valuable medicine assistance and want to achieve the effect of muscle growth, it is dreaming during the day.

Ye Xiuwen was well aware of this, so he didn't mind the "money" thing, so he had more.

"this,......."

The Lion Mao looked a little embarrassed.

"Do you think you can stay in Shahe after today? Why not sign this agreement, get the money, and go somewhere else to have fun.

The world is so big, can Shahe Gang still find you? Think about it?"

Ye Xiuwen lowered his voice and then withdrew his soles of his feet.

Mao Lion's eyes rolled around and nodded secretly.

"Come on, bring paper and pen!"

Ye Xiuwen shouted, and the Cao Gang people naturally brought paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

"Ruver head? Can't sign this? After signing,..."

The sub-rudder of the Shahe Gang wanted to come forward to stop it, but before he could approach, a sharp knife had already grown into his stomach.

Mao Shizi showed cruel face and sneered: "Who dares to say more? Just like him? This is the opportunity for the Fifth Master to give us Shahe Gang. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Mao Shizi changed her face and said, "Fifth Master? Are you satisfied with me when I do this?"

"Haha, please sign it, sign it, leave quickly..."

Ye Xiuwen glanced at him, and the Lion was grateful for his gratitude. With a big stroke, he took the Shahe Gang members back to his dock.

At this time, Cao Mang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Fifth Master? How could you, the Lion of Mao, be tamed by you, be obeyed, but why didn't you take over the dock of the Shahe Gang?"

"Hmph, that's going to happen. The waterway on the west side was originally from the Shahe Gang. If even this river channel was taken over, the Shahe Gang would not ignore it. Even if we came to our Cao Gang to fight to the death, it might not be certain.

On the contrary, the dock in the middle was originally controversial, but now it belongs to us, the Shahe Gang does not suffer much loss.

What's more, the Lion of Mao defected and they didn't have time to chase him? They wouldn't take this little thing to heart, do you understand?" Ye Xiuwen asked with a smile.

"I understand that my respect for you is like this surging river, endless!..."

Cao Mang flattered again. Although there was nothing new, Ye Xiuwen felt secretly happy. He finally found some feeling of a martial arts master.

"Your Majesty, there is a letter from the head coach here,..."

At this moment, the letter sent by the Cao Gang troop came over, knelt on one knee, and handed a letter with both hands.
Chapter completed!
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