Mobile reading When Wu Song saw that the other party didn't buy his account at all, his anger became more intense, and he scolded: "I, Wu Song, can be considered a frequent visitor in this gambling house.
Could it be that the word "I, Wu Song" is not worth five taels of silver?"
"In the past, you, Wu Song, could find money out of the hands of your stupid brother, but now you can't.
The gambling house opened its doors to do business to seek money, and it was not a loss-making business."
The shopkeeper of the gambling house saw it.
Wu Song wanted to play tricks, and with a wink, four or five more big men came forward, while the shopkeeper stood in front of the stairs on the second floor and looked at Wu Song gesticulating, and said contemptuously.
"It seems that you are not going to give me Wu Song the five taels of thin noodles today, so don't blame me for ruining your gambling house."
Wu Song has been ridiculed for a day, and he is very angry, and now he is rejected by An Qing. , still burning in his heart, when he heard the shopkeeper's words, he couldn't control his temper.
He went up and faced the two big men standing in front of him.
He raised his hand and punched each of them, but he was unexpectedly knocked down.
Got two.
Those two big men were specially invited by the gambling den, and they also had two brushes.
After being knocked down, they quickly got up, but they also started to attack Wu Song.
Although Wu Song's martial arts was pretty good, But against more than a dozen strong men, his little skill as a three-legged cat was far from enough.
After a few rounds, he fell to the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
The shopkeeper of the casino was not a vague person either.
Wu Song had been shouting at the casino before, but now that he was in his hands, he gave him a beating without saying a word.
When he was about to throw Wu Song out, the shopkeeper of the gambling house sneered: "Everyone can come to this gambling house as long as they have money.
But if you don't have money and you still play tricks on me here, this is what you will end up with."
Because the boss of the casino wanted to give everyone a warning, he asked his thugs to be very cruel to Wu Song.
After a lesson, Wu Song was covered in wounds and couldn't even open his eyes.
He was just breathing hard.
Wu Song learned martial arts in a martial arts studio on the mountain behind the casino.
The people from the casino dumped Wu Song on the mountain behind the casino, and the people from the martial arts studio found him and took him back to recuperate.
This recuperation lasted two full days.
Months passed.
In the past two months, An Qing has been busy selling sesame cakes every day besides practicing martial arts.
The sesame cakes improved by An Qing have many flavors and are available for a limited time every day, making the already popular business even more popular.
Even the price The prices have increased a lot, making the days when I had to save some money become completely comfortable.
Anqing has developed some spiritual power in the past two months.
Although it cannot be compared with before, she has finally mastered it.
She uses this spiritual power to temper her body and practice some body-refining techniques and some things that she has firmly memorized before.
In the martial arts in my heart, the progress can be said to be rapid.
Although Wu Song spent two months recuperating from his injuries, he was always thinking about settling accounts with An Qing every day.
He felt that he would have such bad luck because An Qing did not give him any money.
I just got beaten and suffered.
After recovering from his injury, Wu Song only said hello to the people at the martial arts school and rushed to the original owner's house.
When he arrived at the door of the house, he was a little surprised.
The original owner's business was only average, and he usually had to pick up a bag to go out.
Selling cooking cakes, but now there is a long queue in front of the house However, after seeing such a scene, Wu Song felt even more angry.
He felt that business was good, and if he didn't give himself any money to make himself suffer, he would be sorry for himself, so he didn't even knock on the door without saying a word.
A kick towards the door.
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