Chapter 216 (1/2)

The city where Shen Feng is located is an international metropolis. Although it is late at night, it is still busy and bustling.

Pedestrians come and go in the streets, people of all colors, well-dressed gentlemen and exposed skilled women.

Shen Feng walked alone in this nationalized metropolis, as if he had found the feeling when he was a mercenary, but his former brothers were gone.

”Go and have a drink.” Shen Feng smiled and walked to a large bar not far away.

The bars here are also very noisy. In this noisy environment, people not only drink and play girls, but also play all kinds of gambling games.

Shen Feng liked the hot environment, so he sat in the middle of the bar so that he could see all kinds of people.

”Handsome boy, alone?” A blonde, wearing a low cut dress and a miniskirt came over. Although this girl is not stunning, she can also be regarded as a beautiful woman.

”Why, would you like a drink?” Shen Feng smiled at the girl.

”Thank you.” The girl smiled and said.

”Chinese?” The girl drank wine and asked with a smile at Shen Feng.

”Good eye.” Shen Feng smiled.

The girl looked at several big men not far away who were playing throwing knives, so she smiled at Shen Feng and said, ”I heard that Chinese Kung Fu is very powerful. Are you interested in playing?”

Shen Feng also turned his eyes to the past. Seven or eight people are cutting apples with flying knives. This is an old game.

But they didn't play for nothing, but they had money to make bets in it, which can be seen from the table full of money.

At the same time, Shen Feng also knew that the girl accosted herself because she wanted to lose money. He had seen too many such tricks.

”OK, I also want to try.” Shen Feng smiled.

As soon as the girl heard Shen Feng's promise, she stood up, took Shen Feng's arm and walked towards the people playing with throwing knives.

”Brother, do you have money?” One of the tattooed men disdained Shen Feng.

”What am I doing without money? Go ahead and play?” Shen Feng said faintly.

”Just stab the apple with a flying knife.” The tattooed man pointed to some apples hanging in the air with several strings seven or eight meters away.

Then he picked up a dagger.

”Whoosh!” With a sound of, a dagger ran through an apple and stuck on the wall.

”That's it?” Shen Feng smiled.

”Of course not. You have to surpass me.” The big man said to Shen Feng, ”how about Chinese people? Dare you play.”

”OK, come on.” Shen Feng took all his possessions from his pocket, about 5000 euros.

Five thousand euros is almost equivalent to fifty thousand Chinese dollars. Shen Feng's hand is rich. After all, he can't lose the face of Chinese people.

After seeing the money, the big man immediately smiled: ”refreshing, one person has three daggers. Whoever stabs more apples will win.”

With that, he nodded to several people not far away. While they handed six daggers, they fiddled with the apples. All the apples swayed left and right.

Shen Feng looked at the moving apples and frowned. They were obviously playing tricks.

But he didn't say much, and his face was still very calm, because today they were unlucky and met themselves.