Training the heavens starts with killing pupils

Fire Three Hundred and Thirty Five: Three Two Lang

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Sanjo Jiro originally ran a hotel at home. Although the industry left by his ancestors was small, he was also comfortable with food and clothing. Yunokuni rarely wars, and because of the geographical environment, the tourism industry is very developed. People living in this country The vast majority of civilians are very happy, at least compared to the civilians in Saranin Village!

However, there are special existences everywhere. Even in rich countries there will be beggars, and there will be rich people in poor countries. Sanjo Jiro is undoubtedly the unlucky one in Yunokuni.

He originally drove a hotel, he should have no worries about food and clothing. Although the hotel is not large enough to make him rich, he is also free to support the family. However, the human heart is not satisfied. Sanjo Jiro has lived in such a family since he was a child. But his dream is to live a life of a real classy.

Every day, seeing those people staying in their hotels bright and beautiful, he wondered why these people can come to Yuzhiguo to enjoy them, and he has to serve these people?Why can't he become a classy person who is served by others for wanton pleasure?

Desire is a good thing. It can make a person progress and make people work harder, but once the desire exceeds the person's ability, it is a bit dangerous.

Sanjo Jiro, who has only been in contact with inns since he was a child, is not familiar with anything else, let alone those that can really make a fortune, but as the so-called Huang Tian pays off, he finally discovered it by a coincidence. One way to make him rich overnight, or as soon as possible, is to gamble!

Gambling is a good business. Whether you are a noble name or a commoner beggar, whether you are a superior ninja or a prostitute, you can make a lot of money on this as long as you want, and all you need is just a little bit. It's just luck!

So Sanjo Jiro, who consciously discovered his own shortcut to get rich, took less than three days to clean up all the family business that his family had accumulated for three lifetimes, but how do you say that, as long as you don’t die Always turn over, Sanjo Jiro feels that he is only a little bit away from turning over and getting rich, so today he is ready to work hard for his rich future, together with his two best friends, make more than a dollar!

"So! Are you toasting and not eating fine wine? I tell you, the knife in my hand killed more than one person. I don't mind..." Sanjo Jiro pointed at the one in front of him with the dagger in his hand. It was the stunned kid from the rich family who roared with a grim expression, but he suddenly felt empty when he was only half-talking.

I subconsciously looked up, but saw that the red-haired kid who had just been regarded as a fat sheep had a dagger in his hand, and this dagger looked very familiar?

'and many more?This dagger seems to be mine?Isn't the kid in front of me a fat sheep, but... a thief?'

"I don't know if there is a virus on the dagger that has pierced so many people. I can't accept this kind of dagger, but if you don't mind, it would be great!" An indifferent voice came from Xia Bin's mouth!

Almost while speaking, Xia Bin stabbed the dagger in his hand casually into the lower abdomen of Sanjo Jiro, who was still holding the dagger in protest: "You are really easy-going!"

"Uh...ah!" A shrill cry came out of Sanjo Jiro's mouth, and while sitting on the ground with his stomach and bottom, he shouted: "Kill him to me!"

As the saying goes, people gather people by group, and can be friends with Sanjo Jiro, how could it be a gangster.

The two people behind who were responsible for blocking Xia Bin’s path, turned around and drove off at the moment Xia Bin took the dagger, but Xia Bin did not chase after these two very good guys. , Just looked calmly at the idiot in front of him who led him.

"Look, if you want to kill people at all times, that's your fault! I just pierced you to kill you,

Sanjo Jiro knew how stupid he was this time, and he immediately waved his hand and said, "No, don't kill me. I just want to lie to you for some money. I don't mean to hurt you at all. !"

"It's a bit humble to say cheating!" Xia Bin said as he slowly squatted in front of the other party, the originally harmless smile of humans and animals slowly became colder: "You know about the heretic cult. Still don’t know?"

"I don't know...No, no! I know, I know, but I only know..." Sanjo Jiro, who was frightened and somewhat lost, could no longer say a complete sentence.

The opposite Xia Bin actually didn't have much expectations for it. In fact, when Xia Bin found out that someone was following up, Xia Bin guessed that the other party's purpose was just to make money. As for what the other party said, he knew Cthulhu. Teaching estimates is just an excuse to draw oneself over.

So seeing the other party's unclear words, Xia Bin was a little too lazy to continue to ask questions, but when Xia Bin was considering whether to give the other party a good time, a kunwu was abruptly shot directly from Xia Bin's side!

"Hey!" The person who threw Kuwu was not very strong, and the speed of Kuwu was not particularly fast. Xia Bin caught it easily, but this time made Xia Bin a little surprised.

There is no doubt that this Kuwu Wu rushed to kill the boy in front of him. Originally, Xia Bin was also planning to kill the opponent directly, but this murderous action was far beyond Xia Bin’s expectation. Changed Xia Bin's decision.

"Someone ran over to kill someone. It seems that your kid is a bit of a surprise!" Xia Bin looked at the guy in front of him with some surprise.

"I, I, I..." Sanjo Jiro was already blindfolded at this time, and he didn't react when the kunai shot at him, but after being caught by Xia Bin, he could see clearly, it was obvious that the thing He came rushing to his head. If the other party didn’t catch it, I guess he should have such a thing in his head at this time. Although I have certain confidence in my face, there is no doubt about it if I was pierced by such a thing. I am dead too!

'Someone wants to kill me?'The Sanjo Jiro, who has never been taken seriously like this before, is completely messed up!

When will I become the target of assassination?The gambling debts have been paid off, why would anyone want to kill themselves?

Sanjo Jiro with a dumb face flashed in his mind at this time, and he suddenly thought of a problem, that is, the reason why he would gamble all his belongings was not because his gambling skills were not good, but his Nima was too unlucky. Ah, in other words, as long as you live a few days and wait for your bad luck to pass, you might really be able to make a profit!