At this time, Mo Jia and the others also arrived. They looked at this scene in shock, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into such a shrill scene. However, no one knew that in another house, the young sniper who had just shot and injured Yi Feishou saw Mo Jia through the sight. He was shocked and almost screamed in a flash: "Angel...why is it him?"

Just at this moment, Yi Fei's increasingly intense anger drove him forward. The young man finally realized what he should do, and pulled the trigger... With a whirlwind, the bullet shot accurately on the ground that Yi Fei was about to step on, and a spark popped up.

Yi Fei suddenly looked back and saw nothing. Only Mo Jia frowned slightly. He felt familiar with the scene in front of him, as if he had seen it somewhere! A muffled groan sounded, and Zhuo Ke was shot when he was about to bypass the car. The shot was at the right arm...

When Mo Jia saw this gunshot, his heart suddenly shook and looked in the direction of the bullets flying. At the same time, he made a strange gesture towards the direction of the building. The young man's eyes turned slightly red. Looking at Mo Jia's movement, he couldn't help but cry and said softly: "Article, it's really an archangel. It turns out that you are still alive..."

Mo Jia nodded in that direction, looked at the stalemate scene, and his movements touched him more quietly than the raccoon cat. The strong man was staring at Yi Fei who bit his lower lip with blood very proudly: "What I want is very simple. You have to waste your hands yourself. I will let her go immediately and never hurt her a piece of hair!"

Yi Fei was stunned, Peng Feng was stunned, and even Mo Jia was stunned for a moment. In an instant, the anger in Yi Fei's face was replaced by grayish white, and his mind was very circulating. Who wanted his hand so much? He even did not hesitate to launch such a sniper.

However, that was obviously something that happened in the future. Yi Fei looked at Honghong, who had always bit his lips and didn't speak, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. After his hand was ruined, could he still become a god of gambling? Without Honghong, is his life still meaningful?

At this moment, he made a decision, opened his eyes and stared at the strong man, and asked Zhuo Ke for a knife: "Okay, I agree..."

At this moment, another scene happened that caught everyone off guard. The strong man seemed to notice Mo Jia's approaching and was turning his head to look. Suddenly, a dull gunshot that broke through the peaceful city sounded, and a blood hole appeared on the strong man's forehead. Mo Jia rushed out like a ghost, stretched out his finger and stuffed it into the trigger, making the strong man's shot before his death unable to get out.

At the same time, something that caught everyone off guard happened. Suddenly, a blood-stained knife pointed out in the palm of Yi Fei's right hand, which had already been hung down because of the shot. Yi Fei opened his mouth wide and stared at the tip of the knife in his palm. The blood on his face quickly retreated as if it was passing with the wound.

This time, it was the old man who made the move. The old man's agility was so quick that even Boer could not stop it, so he could only watch everything happen. When Boer finally grabbed the "old man", the knife that penetrated Yi Fei's palm spinned quickly and fiercely in his palm for a week.

After the full force was twisted, the palm was almost skewed. Yi Fei's pain penetrated into his heart and lungs, his whole body was weak and weak, his teeth fell into his lower lip, and his blood was as strong as he could no longer hold on to the ground, and he stood up with great strength!

At this time, Honghong looked at Yi Fei's almost rotten palm, and a feeling of empathy appeared on her face, and her beautiful face was almost distorted! She only felt that the person who was holding her behind her let go. Honghong bit her lips and rushed straight to Yi Fei, lifting his hand, tears flowed down, looking at Yi Fei's terrible face twisted by the pain, tears were even more out of control!

The strong man chuckled and turned his head, pressed the blood-red flesh hole on his head and looked at the sniper, turning over and falling to the ground and dying with disbelief. In order to destroy Yi Fei's hand, the "old man" was caught by Boer. At this time, the sniper did not shoot as planned. The "old man"'s eyes turned to the sniper, full of despair...

The scene was in chaos, and Peng Feng looked at the scene in amazement. All this happened so quickly that it was so fast that it could not react! He didn't even dare to accept that Yi Fei's hand was actually severely damaged...

The police arrived, and it was meaningless. In less than half an hour, the news that Yi Fei and Jack encountered an attack became the hottest news in Baden. Several people who bet Yi Fei and Jack were all dumbfounded. What if they really quit the game due to injuries?

But that was only for them. For Peng Feng, he was concerned about whether Yi Fei's hand could recover. However, the doctor shook his head to him and Honghong with a cold face: "The nerve tissue in the hand was severely damaged, and even the bones were damaged. It is absolutely impossible to return to the previous flexibility. However, after healing, although he will be a little clumsy, as long as he does not do too flexible and heavy work, it should be fine!"

Peng Feng burst out in anger, grabbed the doctor's collar with both hands, gritted his teeth and said, "What are you talking nonsense? Brother Fei is the world's number one quick-seller. How could it be ruined like this! How could it be..."

Honghong was stunned. She knew how important her hands were to Yi Fei. Whether it was frustrated or shocked, or something else, she could no longer appreciate what it tasted. She just called Peng Feng softly: "A Feng, don't make things difficult for the doctor, let's go... to see Yi Fei!"

Xin Ru came, she came on behalf of the organizing committee. Her face looked very ugly, and she could even be said to be very angry. However, looking at Yi Fei's hand, who could stabilize her mentality! She stared at Yi Fei's plain eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore. She just turned her head and forced herself to restrain her tears and not fall. After a while, she learned to comfort her: "Yi Fei, don't think too much, your hand will definitely be fine!"

Gradually, the more she comes into contact with the world of gambling, the more she knows what kind of role her hands have for professional experts. Once she loses hands, there is only one way - retirement!

Bulin came in a hurry. Looking at Yi Fei's terrible calm eyes, he felt fear clinging to himself and couldn't get entangled. At this moment, Peng Feng and Honghong came, their faces were very ugly. Peng Feng forced a smile at Yi Fei who was looking over: "Brother Fei, the doctor said, your hands can be restored..."

Honghong looked at Yi Fei with a gentle gaze, as if she wanted to use this to extinguish Yi Fei's anger hidden behind the calm. There were several people in the room, but none of them could say a truly useful comfort. At this time, Yi Fei's eyes moved to Peng Feng's face, and his voice was hoarse and dry, saying word by word: "A Feng, I just want to hear the truth!"

Peng Feng hesitated for a moment, looked around at Honghong and Bulin and others, Yi Fei's voice urged him again. He could only grit his teeth and personally told Yi Fei the terrible news: "The doctor said that it is basically impossible for your hands to recover..."

Before he finished speaking, Peng Feng punched the wall hard, smashing the skin and a trace of blood flowed out. Bulin and Honghong were about to say something, but Yi Fei's cold voice sounded in the room: "You go out and let me calm myself!"

Looking at Yi Fei's firm gaze, everyone left consciously, and even Honghong left the ward. At this time, Yi Fei was breathing like a fish leaving the water. His chest kept undulating, and his mind was even more turbulent.

After two years of hard practice, it was ruined! The first time I participated in the Top 100, I had hoped to break the record and win the championship, so that I could truly achieve the name of the God of Gambling. However, everything happened so suddenly, and his hand was ruined. The hand that had just won the title of No. 1 in the world was ruined!

Yi Fei looked at everything in the room in a daze. Is it anger or extreme hatred? He couldn't even tell the difference between himself, and he just felt that his heart seemed to explode and his thoughts were blown into pieces. Gradually, it became as unrestrained as his hands.

The God of Gambling? Yi Fei suddenly felt very ironic. Is the God of Gambling's hands ruined like his hands? The God of Gambling may not need a pair of fastest hands, but the defunct hands will definitely not belong to the God of Gambling!

All the glory and honor flew away, just like the legendary cooked duck. The God of Gambling, the God of Gambling! He repeated these two words word word word word word word word, he only wanted to win, but he still lost. He did not lose to others, but to life.

The hand was destroyed from then on, and the first Kuaishou became a strange noun. However, Yi Fei has never liked to admit defeat. No matter when and where he lost the victory at the gambling table, he could use the rule of the gambling world to repay his wish to the god of gambling...

Thinking of this, he spat out again, as if he had spitted everything out. At this time, he figured it out that since his gambling skills were originally strange and he became a top expert in two years, this was unique in history.

Why do you want to lose? Yi Fei smiled, with countless desolation in his smile. He quickly gave himself an answer, whether it was lost or gained. He could only say that he had lost the flexibility of his right hand, but did not lose everything. A hand is definitely not everything, he believed...

But, can he really figure it out so easily? Maybe it’s just that he thinks it, maybe it’s just that the intelligent Yi Fei is subconsciously looking for a reason for himself that won’t let himself fall into collapse!

But all this must be admitted that he was lucky. If he had encountered this before the pirate incident, then he would not have been able to withstand such tragedy without any hardship and training. It would only be a matter of time before the collapse. Although he had just given himself a subconscious excuse now, this was enough to calm him down a lot.

He began to think hard about the whole thing. Who was instructing it? From his perspective, there was no way to tell whether Newton and Zhang Haowen were. But, was it Newton or Zhang Haowen, or they worked together? That was not what he could think of.

At this time, in the hotel, Winny raised his glass to Newton with a happy smile: "Congratulations, Yi Fei is finished, the world champion!"

Newton smiled shyly, as if he didn't dare to take on the title. He clashed with Winnie's glass, and then he drank the wine in the glass in one sip: "I'm not very satisfied, why did the sniper suddenly turn against me?"

A drop of sweat leaching from Winnie's forehead, and his movements stopped immediately, looking at Newton timidly: "I don't know, although he did not kill Yi Fei after Dai Ning escaped, I think he was still very powerful. So..."

Newton continued to savor his wine, as if he hadn't heard Winnie's whisper. After a while, he nodded: "You did a good job in this matter. Whether those people die or live has nothing to do with us, and the investigation will naturally not fall on us! It's enough to teach Jack this lesson so that he shouldn't be too self-righteous."

Winnie's heart fell back to its original position and nodded vigorously. As long as it wasn't for blame for his poor work, that would be enough. It would not be easy to not investigate him and only waste Yi Fei's hands. Newton thought about the solution for a few days!

"I think it's time for us to go back!" Newton put down his glass and smiled at Winnie, smiling brilliantly: "In terms of emotion and reason, we should all go and see our injured colleagues. Do you think it's not?"

Yi Fei looked at Newton and Zhang Haowen coldly. These two guys dared to come to visit him. Are you really not afraid of killing them? However, although Yi Fei felt so hatred when he thought of his hands, he did not lose his reason. He just looked at these two people coldly: "Thank you for coming to visit me. I think you should leave your care for others to enjoy!"

Newton and Zhang Haowen met outside the door, and they were a model of enemies’ debts. However, they are all very happy now. Of course, they cannot show any performance on the surface, so they can be described as a secret pleasure.

Their reasons for happiness are completely consistent. Not only because Yi Fei cannot compete for the championship, but also because Yi Fei loses his usual performance and loses his mood! And this is the most fatal thing.

After leaving Yi Fei's ward, Zhang Haowen looked at Newton deeply. Newton smiled shyly at him, as if he had done something very ordinary. Looking at Newton's back as he left, Zhang Haowen snorted softly, suddenly felt extremely uneasy, and explained to Zhong Zhaoqiang beside him: "Brother Zhong, please invite a bodyguard for me. I want the best, the more the better!"

At the same time, Newton, who was leaving, couldn't help but shook his head, and said solemnly to Winnie: "I want a bodyguard, as long as the best, the more the better!"
Chapter completed!