I asked you to rob tombs, you stole corpses, and even made Jing Jue cry.

Zhou Yu flew out with his kick and kicked the bald head, whose muscles and bones had been broken into a pile of mud, into the water. thump!

The bald body sank to the bottom of the water in an instant.

He had committed evil crimes on the water of Xiangjiang River and killed countless people for many years. At this time, he also died in the water, and his skin and flesh were fed to the fish, shrimp and bastards in the river.

Zhou Yu glanced at the heads tied in a row on the bow of the boat, turned to look at the timid boatman kneeling at the stern, took out a few silver coins from his body, and threw them in front of him

"Please go to the dock and find a place to bury these heads."

When the boatman saw that he had killed the vicious cannon head in an instant, he was so frightened that he was shaking all over. He didn't dare to pick up the silver dollar in front of him:

"Sir, these are poor people too. I will bury them when I get to the shore... for free!"

"Just take it if you want!"

Miss Hong patted Hua Ling's back, who looked a little pale, and turned to the boatman.

The boatman turned pale, nodded in agreement, and picked up the silver dollar with trembling fingers.

Good guy, these three people look like handsome characters. He didn't negotiate the price when he punted the boat. He thought they were all young ladies from a wealthy family.

Who knew that they would kill people without blinking an eye at this time. Fortunately, he was very polite to them along the way, otherwise... the passenger ship would arrive soon. On the bank of the Xiangjiang River, Zhou Yu jumped off the bow of the boat with Red Girl and Hua Ling, and the Angry Chicken quickly followed suit.

This rooster with colorful feathers and a very handsome look immediately attracted the attention of countless people on the pier.

"What a chicken!"

"This chicken is so handsome and extraordinary!"

"If this chicken reaches the cockfighting ring, it will definitely kill everyone!"

"Definitely, if this chicken stands inside, other fighting cocks will not dare to go up!"

"This chicken seems to belong to the young Taoist in front, but I don’t know if he is willing to sell it!"

"If you are willing to sell it, I am willing to pay one thousand silver dollars!"

"I'll pay two thousand!"

Many people were talking quietly, looking at Zhou Yu and his Angry Chicken with surprise.

The chicken was also strange. Like a sensible child, it followed Zhou Yu step by step, holding its head high and not squinting. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to the common people around him at all.

But Zhou Yu's eyes were attracted by a wooden sign under a tree on the shore.

The back of the board was painted with red paint, and six words were written on it in chalk:

一One hundred coins, kill one person!

Someone is willing to pay one or two thousand silver dollars for a chicken, and this young man with the wooden sign is willing to kill one person for one hundred coins. In troubled times, people are like feathers, and their lives are not as good as chickens!

Zhou Yu went to the wooden sign The young man behind took a look.

The young man was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was wearing rags and his thin face was covered with stains. He was sitting lazily against the tree trunk. He looked like an ordinary little beggar.

But , but his eyes were like those of a wild beast, cold and indifferent, as if everyone on the dock were just dead people in his eyes! Chen

Pi!

Zhou Yu's heart moved, and he was about to walk in front of the other party, when suddenly a voice came from behind him

"This brother is such a handsome rooster. I wonder if you are willing to sell it?"

Zhou Yu looked back and saw a middle-aged man wearing a long gown and a pair of glasses on his face. He looked elegant.

Zhou Yu smiled lightly:

"Don't ask, just ask because you can't afford it!"

The man in the long gown was slightly startled, and said with a smile on his face:

"Have you ever heard of ambrette?"

After Zhou Yu heard this, his eyes turned cold for a moment.

The man in the long gown didn't seem to notice:

"I'm Bu Cai, Huang Kui's accountant. The money in Huang Kui's gang is more than tens of millions. Let me tell you, a chicken of yours is half the size of Shacheng. I can afford it!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhou Yu coldly, but his eyes showed an aggressive meaning.

Zhou Yu chuckled and said:

"It turns out that you are from Huang Kui, but you don’t know how many people there are in Huang Kui Gang?"

The accountant was slightly startled and sneered:

"I, Huang Kui, have three hundred brothers. They are all good players. Do you want to see them?"

"Three hundred!"

Zhou Yu nodded, but ignored the accountant in the long gown. He turned around and walked straight to Chen Pi. He took out ten silver coins from his body and placed them on Chen Pi's wooden sign.

"Ten silver dollars, a hundred heads, can you kill them?"

Chen Pi was slightly startled, and raised his head and glanced at Zhou Yu.

In this era, one silver dollar is worth about one thousand copper coins, and ten silver dollars is equivalent to one hundred heads.

The face of the accountant in the long gown instantly turned cold and pale, and one hand Touch to the waist:

"You want to kill me, Huang Kui, but I wonder if your life is tough enough?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled out a short gun from his waist. As soon as he raised the muzzle of the gun, he felt a cold light flash past his eyes, and instantly there was a sharp pain in his palm.

When he looked down, he saw a sudden sudden pain behind the palm of the hand holding the gun. There was an extra flying knife!

The knife was like a willow leaf, piercing the palm of the hand!

The short gun fell to the ground instantly.

The long-gown shopkeeper turned his head in fear, only to see a woman in red with picturesque features next to him, looking at him with cold eyes.

"You...who are you? Zhou

Yu turned around and smiled at him:

"My surname is Zhou, Zhou Yu."

He walked to the accountant in Changsha and picked up the short gun from the ground.

The German Browning is indeed a good gun, but the person who uses it is by no means a kind person.

Zhou Yu closed his palms and the barrel of the pistol instantly bent, He threw him into the water dozens of meters away

"Now, take me to meet Huang Kui’s Three Hundred Heroes!"

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