Chapter 93： Talk about things after the fight, no problem (1/2)

”I want you to work for me.”

The old man swayed the wine bottle in his hand, as if he didn't care about the words of the gray blade. He went on to say, ”What you want, let's just say, there are people looking for things in the business that can be undertaken here, and it can also solve some disputes. . ”

”Say your request, leave a deposit, and I will contact your house for you.”

The ash blade gently tapped on the table and looked at the old man.

”Old man, no need to pretend.”

The old man raised his eyes and still didn't care.

”You are the real boss, including this bar, as well as these businesses, you are in control.”

一次 The old man Yan was a little surprised this time.

He knows that his surname is not a minority.

But most people only think that he is an intermediate contact, who works for others, understands the requirements of customers, and then shows them to the boss behind the scenes to decide whether to do this business.

However, few people know that the thugs who settle disputes of grievances for others are his ”employees”.

The solemn old man raised a brow and gradually became serious.

看着 He looked at Greyblade. ”Boy, now that you know where it is, do you know what will happen if you mess around here?”

”Still, do you think we do n’t take on the killing business here and think we dare not kill? In this refugee area, there are people who die every day. If there are too many people, it will be a little troublesome, but you alone, who Would you care ... ”

He shook his head. ”Of course, do business, and make money, and give you another chance, say your intention.”

”My intention?” Gray Blade smiled. ”I want you, and your men, to work for me. Otherwise, why should I come here?”

Old Yan Yan's face became cold.

拍 He patted the bell under the table, and the alarm bell rang throughout the bar.

The bartender's face changed and he stopped working.

A lot of big men ran out inside the puppet, and got weapons such as swords, guns, sticks, and so on.

的 The customers here also notice that they are not right. Looking at these bad-looking big boys, the fool knows that he can't stay any longer.

I left the bar one after another.

boom!

The door is closed.

The big guys looked at Gray Blade with no intention, and the most powerful man in the middle pointed at Gray Blade. ”Daddy, this guy is in trouble? This body is too small, I think I can shoot with a slap dead.”

Pu gray blade squinted and smiled.

He was surrounded by the big man, but he didn't care.

I don't know why, the old man Yan thought for a moment, obviously the gray blade does not look strong, the breath is also weak, but why ... so confident.

What kind of cards does 牌 have?

I surrounded the big man with the gray blade, but he didn't think so much.

I was the first person to swipe down with a stick, but found that the figure of the gray blade was lost in my eyes.

The next moment, his eyes turned around, and the whole person was thrown up and dropped on the floor in the distance.

I banged, this old house seemed like a while, and the fumes of dust were falling down.

Dahan wanted to stand up and suddenly turned black. A big man was thrown over and hit his face with one butt.

These people are very strong one by one. Compared with these people, Gray Blade is really just a small body. However, these people are not too light. Just one or two, one after another, these big men are in sight. As soon as the flower was thrown away by the gray blade, it was thrown in the same place.

The bottom man, with a blue face, a red face, a black face, and a bitter face, was speechless and could only make a frustrating hum.

Yan Yan, who is the strongest body and also the strongest awakener, screams and rushes up.

He patted him with a slap, and lost the grey blade in front of him.

The table next to the puppet shattered.

The distressed old man flashed in the distance.

Yan Yanzhuang turned suddenly, ”I found you.”

Hitting his big sandbag fist slammed, this time, on the gray blade.

The majesty is strong, but the fist passes directly through the gray blade. This is a phantom!

He slammed on the wall next to him.

For a moment, the wall cracked, and the old man was so distressed that he almost broke the bottle in his hand.

A few minutes later.