Legend of Swordsman Chapter 6260: No one can fight

However, Jian Wushuang felt that it was unnecessary, so he shied away.

But just as he was about to go downstairs, he heard a quarrel in the lobby.

"Can't afford to lose!"

On the loose table in the lobby, they are competing fiercely to wrestle their arms.

And one of them blushed after losing and almost got into a fight.

Seeing this, Wang Lun frowned, and immediately went downstairs to clear the siege.

He said to the strong man who shouted that he couldn't afford to lose: "This brother, please forgive me for the poor reception today, it's my people who are petty!"

After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at his confidant.

And the black-faced man was also very happy, and he quickly waved his hand and said, "That's it, I'm here this time to see the strength of your little wharf, and I don't care about that!"

"Oh!"

Wang Lun became interested as soon as he heard what the other party said. This black-faced man with feelings is here to spy on them!

But it's a bit too straight to say that.

Soon, a white-robed gentleman who accompanied him stopped the black-faced man, clasped his fists politely at Wang Lun, and said, "This brother of mine is relatively simple and honest, and I hope Wang is at the helm without ordinary knowledge!"

The title at the helm comes from the Dockmaster.

The boss of the small dock is naturally the helm.

Wang Lun can also have an open mind, so naturally he won't be angry, but he didn't pay any more attention to these two people. After a few polite words, he was ready to leave.

"There aren't many good players in the small dock, none of them can fight!"

At this time, the black-faced man muttered softly, but the atmosphere solidified again.

"What are you saying, blackhead?"

A group of people at the small dock suddenly stood up, all of them looking like they were eating people.

Bai Jinshi's complexion sank, and he immediately stepped forward and covered his sweaty mouth.

It may be too late.

At this time, no matter how broad-minded Wang Lun was, he couldn't let this black-faced man go back like this.

You have to find a good player to practice with each other.

Otherwise, I'm going to lose an adult today.

Jian Wushuang was also interested when he saw this.

Especially the opponent's combination.

One of the white-robed Jinshi looks like a dog-headed military strategist, while the other looks like a guard, honest and upright, but with brute force.

"Wang at the helm, if my brother is drunk, don't take it seriously, I'll let him punish him for drinking!"

The man in white looked angry, but there was an incomprehensible look in his eyes.

Jian Wushuang is very accurate at seeing people.

He didn't like the little fish and shrimp that came today.

So most of them are gone.

Leaving some barbarians to attack the city for him, or control it.

But after seeing the eyes of this man in white, he felt that the main event of the day was in the lobby!

Without waiting for Wang Lun to speak, Jian Wushuang stood on the stairs and shouted: "As the saying goes, Wen has no first, Wu has no second. If you don't try it, how will you know if there are any masters in our small wharf?"

"Second gear!"

The small wharf in the lobby was greeted by everyone.

Jian Wushuang's prestige has grown a lot these days.

These people also admire from the bottom of my heart.

Hearing that Jian Wushuang had spoken, everyone wanted to try with this black-faced big man.

Although it seems that this black-faced man is strong and powerful, and most people don't dare to get close, but Xiao Quan is also a good player, and after drinking some wine, everyone is not convinced at this time.

Bai Jinshi looked at Jian Wushuang, guessed his identity, and said with a slightly nervous expression: "Although my brother has some strength, I am afraid that compared with the brothers in Xiaoquan, it is still a lot worse, so let's not count it. Come on!"

"No, how can I forget it!"

The black-faced man quickly waved his hand and said, "Why do you want to fight quickly, let's go together!"

Jian Wushuang smiled indifferently, and said, "Go outside and find an open place, so that I can spread my fists for you!"

"Alright, don't say I can't let go!"

The black-faced man walked out the door with great strides after he finished speaking.

Wang Lun nodded as well, and several experts from the small dock immediately followed.

As for which white-robed jinshi, he looked at him with some scruples, but he couldn't hide his eyes.

Jian Wushuang also followed, but he wanted to see what the other party was up to.

In the open space outside the restaurant, everyone stood in a circle.

The first person to play was a hero from a small dock. He was shirtless. Although he was not as burly as a black-faced man, his tendons were not bad.

One of the two is over nine feet tall and the other is nine feet below.

It's almost the same.

"Get started!"

Jian Wushuang's voice was indifferent.

As soon as the two heard it, they shot at the same time.

All stretched out their hands to hug each other's waist.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang felt the same way.

No tricks to speak of.

It's wrestling, it's a fight.

The naked man at the small dock dragged the black-faced big man with both hands, but his strength was not at the same level, and he was directly thrown to the ground by a reverse fall.

"You Hess!"

I was obviously unconvinced when I was thrown to the ground. I wanted to roll over again, but was called down by Wang Lun.

If you lose, you lose. There's no need to be rude, otherwise you really can't afford to lose.

If one doesn't work, replace it with the next one.

But the few good players from the small dock are not all enemies of the black-faced big man.

This made Wang Lun a little embarrassed.

Standing with one ear, he whispered to Jian Wushuang: "Second Gear, I have a few brothers who are good at it, why don't I let them try?"

"No, this kind of thing must be done by the people at the small dock!"

Jian Wushuang doesn't mean that One Ear is not from the small dock, but thinks that if the other party just joins and pulls people over to support the field, doesn't he smash his own signboard.

He had seen before that this black-faced man was not easy.

For boxing and kung fu, even he is no match.

"Your Excellency is really good, Wang admires it!"

Although Wang Lun couldn't hide his face, he knew that it was time to end.

Some of the people next to me who are going to defect to the small pier also have strange eyes.

Although the small wharf now has its own territory and power, it needs money, money, and people, but the quality is not very good.

"Stop fighting so soon?

I haven't even warmed up yet! "

The black-faced man raised his forehead in disdain.

At this time, the white-robed Jinshi next to him just laughed and didn't say a word, and didn't say anything to dissuade him.

Jian Wushuang stood behind and took a deep breath. It was almost time for him to appear.

It is not easy for this black-faced man and a white-robed gentleman to either accept it as a dog, or eradicate it in advance, and never let it go.

And the other party is definitely not two people, it is definitely an accomplice, but the identity is not revealed.

"Since I haven't warmed up yet, why don't I have two moves with this brother?"

Jian Wushuang came with his sword.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

Last time Jian Wushuang won the Hutou Captain, but it was widely rumored locally, and now there are rumors of him in all corners of the world.

Shajiakou Sword God! .