Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

In the inn, everyone's eyes were focused on A-Fei.

They were all curious about how many buttons Ah Fei had on his body.

Lianxing couldn't help but feel worried.

She saw Ah Fei getting dressed upstairs.

So of course she knew that Ah Fei had buttons on his clothes.

Even Lianxing, who was secretly watching Afei get dressed without blinking, didn't notice the number of buttons.

She only remembered being mesmerized by Ah Fei's well-defined muscles.

Ah Fei suddenly smiled and said:

"I've had a problem since I was a child."

"If I see any buttons on my clothes, I have to tear them off and throw them away, so I never use buttons on my clothes; they're always tied with straps. It became a habit as I grew up!"

"I bought this outfit from the shop assistant, and I even threw away the few buttons that were left."

He patted his clothes and said:

"Therefore, I don't have a single button, from head to toe, inside or out."

Xuanyuan Sanguang was stunned for a moment.

The people in the inn almost burst out laughing when they heard what Afei said.

The infamous "gambler" has unexpectedly encountered such a clever and cunning young man.

However, due to the tyrannical power of Xuanyuan Sanguang, they all held back.

Ah Fei then said leisurely:

"If you don't believe me, you can come and see for yourself whether what I said is true."

Xuanyuan Sanguang tried to speak several times, but held back each time.

Finally, he slapped his thigh and said:

"Damn it, I don't believe you unless you take off your clothes and let me check!"

Ah Fei chuckled and pulled off his outer garment, leaving only his inner lining.

Sure enough, there were no buttons on his clothes.

Although there are several places where buttons should have been, they are now loose and obviously torn off.

Lianxing was stunned when she saw this, thinking she had misread it, because she was sure that her memory was accurate.

But she immediately giggled and said:

"You 'gambler,' you should admit defeat now."

Xuanyuan Sanguang was stunned for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter and said:

"Consider yourself lucky, that shop is all yours now!"

Ah Fei's clothes did indeed have buttons; Lian Xing was right.

However, Ah Fei had secretly used his true energy to shatter those buttons.

So the buttons that should have been fastened were now loose.

Ah Fei laughed:

"In that case, I'll gladly accept the shop."

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed loudly:

"You little rascal, you're clever from head to toe! Don't you even know your own name?"

Afei said:

"Just call me Afei."

Xuanyuan Sanguang nodded and chuckled:

"You must already know my great name. A kid like you is qualified to be my friend."

He won millions in the blink of an eye, and then lost it all in the same instant, yet he seemed completely unconcerned, instead laughing heartily.

The three people opposite him became uneasy.

As Xuanyuan Sanguang's gaze turned to them, the three men's faces gradually paled.

Xuanyuan Sanguang addressed one of the middle-aged men, who had a refined and elegant appearance and a dashing demeanor:

"Qiu Qingbo...hehe, the young master of the 'Qiu Family of Eastern Zhejiang,' a family of marksmen."

"Although you are handsome, your family has a large group of martial arts instructors teaching you martial arts, but how much have you actually learned? Probably not even a tenth."

Qiu Qingbo's face turned pale and then red, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I respectfully address you as a senior in the martial arts world, but you mustn't..."

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed loudly:

"You respect me as a senior in the martial arts world? Heh, you're just afraid of my skills."

"You know I can kill you anytime I want!"

Qiu Qingbo's face flushed red with anger, and he said sternly:

"If you wish to gamble, I am happy to oblige; otherwise..."

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed heartily:

"Indeed, the dignified Young Master Qiu is naturally proficient in all the arts, including eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring."

"Whatever you want to bet, you can come up with any idea, I'll play along. But the stakes are up to me."

Qiu Qingbo said solemnly:

"I just hope you don't bet too much. As you said, I'm an expert in all sorts of vices, and you might not be able to win."

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed loudly:

"You little bastard, you're trying to fool me!"

"I've been gambling since I was six years old. No matter what kind of gambling it is, I'm at least better than you, you little bastard."

Qiu Qingbo said coldly, "What's the stake? Tell me."

Xuanyuan Sanguang tore off another chicken leg, chewing it heartily as he said:

"I heard your wife was once the most beautiful woman in Suzhou..."

He only said one sentence, and Qiu Qingbo's face changed, and he exclaimed:

"What...what do you want?"

Xuanyuan Sanguang said:

"I'll bet you your wife. If you lose, you'll have to give her to me."

"Even if I lose, I'll give you my wives... all three of them, so you can get the better deal."

Qiu Qingbo's face turned ashen, and he said sternly:

"No... Absolutely not."

Xuanyuan Sanguang said:

"You said it yourself, you have no choice but to gamble now, and I'm not even sure I'll win anyway."

Qiu Qingbo stood there, trembling all over. If he really lost his wife, how could he face his relatives and friends in the future?

He comes from a prestigious family, how could he afford to lose face like this?

Qiu Qingbo roared and said:

"Wait a minute!"

Xuanyuan Sanguang glared and said:

"What are you waiting for, you little bastard?"

Qiu Qingbo said sternly:

"How can you force everyone to gamble with you?"

Xuanyuan Sanguang shook his head and laughed:

"If you encounter a 'gambler,' you'll have to gamble whether you like it or not."

Qiu Qingbo sneered:

"But there's one type of person you absolutely must never force to gamble with you."

Xuanyuan Sanguang said:

"Oh, there are such people? Tell me, what kind of person are they?"

Qiu Qingbo said fiercely:

"dead!"

After saying that, he suddenly swung his palm back and struck his own crown.

There are indeed tough guys in the world who would rather commit suicide than lose face.

But it's surprising that Qiu Qingbo, a pampered scion of a wealthy family, possesses such courage.

Xuanyuan Sanguang was clearly taken aback, and he even dropped the chicken leg on the table.

At that moment, he was only focused on looking at Qiu Qingbo's body and didn't pay attention to anyone else.

But Afei noticed that the two remaining people opposite Xuanyuan Sanguang exchanged glances.

One of the men was a thin, withered old man, and the other was a solemn-looking middle-aged man.

Perhaps it was Qiu Qingbo's death that ignited their heroic spirit.

The two suddenly leaped into the air and pounced on Xuanyuan Sanguang.

Although they were agile, even when the withered old man unleashed his fists and kicks, you couldn't tell that he was that old.

But Ah Fei saw it very clearly.

The two men moved with incredible speed and attacked with ruthless ferocity; the withered old man's hands had turned almost completely black.

Clearly, all his skills were concentrated in those two hands.

The middle-aged man, with his sword already at his waist, was instantly upon Xuan Yuan San Guang.

They didn't give any warning; they wanted to catch Xuanyuan Sanguang off guard.

Although their skills seem to be barely up to first-class level.

However, under a full-scale sneak attack, even Xuanyuan Sanguang might not be able to dodge it.