On the last day of October, the sun is still scorching, and the scorching sunshine is steaming the ground, creating a heat wave that makes people sweat profusely and makes them miserable.

But even so, the onlookers were still in high spirits, and no one was willing to miss this bet that had already been destined to end in their hearts.

"Zhengzhengzheng..."

The stone-breaking machine worked tirelessly under the scorching sun, with sparks flying and gravel flying, but it could not dampen people's enthusiasm.

"Oh my gosh, it's green again. Although the previous one was dry white, it's quite big, as big as a fist. This one is bean. It's definitely a big bet."

"Yeah, let's not talk about betting on the rise or not, just winning every dollar is a big deal. You are truly worthy of being a master, so awesome."

"It would be great if I had this ability. Master Mo is Master Mo. I will definitely ask him to help me palm my eyes someday."

...People admired and envied Master Mo and saluted the reserved and smiling Master with their attention.

Although the first piece of dried white meat is not valuable and cannot be regarded as a bet on the increase, the bet is on the total value, and it does not matter if the bet is on the increase or not.

As long as he doesn't fail, it will be enough to maintain his master's reputation and win the bet.

What's more, the second rough stone has cyanine seeds. Although the planting water is not very good, it is not small either. It is about the size of a child's fist, so it is a good bet.

Although he was not sure what kind of green grass could grow from the third piece, as long as there was green grass, there was no doubt that he would win the bet.

Young Master Liu and others were so excited that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear. They looked at Master Mo with awe in their eyes, and secretly admired in their hearts that the master is the master.

Looking at Ding Ning's indifferent expression, everyone felt that this kid was really good at pretending, and they were probably trembling in their hearts.

Xiang Bolong, in particular, felt elated and relaxed. He shouted with a smile on his face, "Young Master Ding, what else do you have to say now? Why don't you just admit defeat?"

Ding Ning looked at him with caring eyes: "Wealth boy, are you out of your mind? How did you see that I lost?"

Xiang Bolong's face turned red due to the childish anger of his money-giving boy, and he said coldly: "The facts are in front of you, what's the use of speaking hard?"

"What fact?"

Ding Ning sneered and pointed at his three rough stones: "I haven't even started to unravel the stones yet, and you just said I lost. Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Xiang Bolong was immediately furious. Yes, he hadn't even begun to unravel the stone yet. Why should he admit defeat? He was too complacent.

"Okay Bo Long, there is no need to argue with words. Just wait patiently. There will always be a time when he is convinced."

Mr. Liu glanced at Ding Ning with a proud expression and said something persuasive.

"Huh, then I'll wait and see what kind of water-green tea Master Ding can come up with."

Xiang Bolong suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a sneer.

"You'll see it, money-giving boy."

Ding Ning had a calm smile with an unclear meaning on his lips. Xiang Bolong was shocked and wondered whether this guy was really sure of winning.

Thinking of the last few games he lost in a row, Xiang Bolong's expression became heavy again. He prayed secretly in his heart that he must not lose again this time. He secretly pawned the old man's treasure to get enough bets. If

If he loses, the old man will have to beat himself to death.

Seeing that he looked nervous, Chen patted his shoulder and comforted him confidently: "Bolong, don't worry, we have Master Mo, there is no way we will lose."

Yes, we have Master Mo. No matter how lucky this kid is, how can he be Master Mo's opponent? At this moment, Master Mo has become his spiritual support and belief in victory.

"Wow, I'm green again. Master Mo is really awesome."

"The three rough stones are all green. Is this an oil type? It's amazing. It's really amazing." "That reckless boy dared to bet against Master Mo. He really didn't care about life and death."

"Hey, young people have to suffer some setbacks and lessons before they realize that the sky is high and the sky is high."

"Let me tell you, this young man is a newborn calf and is not afraid of tigers. Three hundred million. This is three hundred million. Hey, I have never seen so much money in my life. It's gone all at once. I think that kid will cry to death."

."

…

Amid everyone's comments of pity or gloating, the third piece of oil, which was larger than an adult's fist, was extracted. After appraisal, the appraisal experts gave a total evaluation of about 16 million for the three pieces of Ercui.

Everyone also nodded, and Ding Ning also nodded in approval.

Master Mo accepted everyone's admiration with a reserved look on his face. He did not expect that the oil type was revealed on the third piece, which made him determined. He would definitely win this time, even if Ding Ning left.

A piece of jadeite cannot be worth 16 million, unless it is glass or ice, and it needs to be quite large.

But is that possible? There are people who have been betting on stone for a lifetime and have never seen what glass looks like. Ding Ning cannot have that kind of luck. The thought of getting 100 million makes him feel hot.

If he had not experienced the mortal world in the secular world, how would he know the loveliness of money? During this period of time in Ninghai, he had lived a life of indulgence and debauchery, which had already made him addicted to it, and he never wanted to go back and live an ascetic life.

When Xiang Bolong saw the oil, he suddenly became proud again. He squinted at Ding Ning and taunted: "Are you still stubborn now? Why don't you just admit defeat?"

Mr. Liu also looked like the overall situation had been decided, and said hypocritically: "Master Ding, I accept the concession."

"You both had your heads pinched by a door when you were young, right? My rough stone hasn't been opened yet. Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

Ding Ning scolded angrily, and waved his hand to ask Master Jieshi to deconstruct the stone for him.

"Humph, it's just a dying struggle."

Master Mo sneered proudly.

"Indeed, I think someone will not die until he reaches the Yellow River."

"Hey, there are a lot of people who won't look back until they hit the wall. We'll just wait."

"I said he won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. Let's just wait and see Mr. Ding show off his power and conjure jade worth more than 16 million."

…

Everyone's words were sarcastic, and even Huang Ling and other women, who were in awe of Ding Ning, couldn't help but feel excited and laughed wildly.

Ding Ning's expression remained as usual, but he glanced at Master Mo with a playful look in his eyes: "I hope you can still laugh later."

"bluff!"

Master Mo sneered disapprovingly, thinking to himself not to have a direct conflict with him for the time being, and wait until the leader arrives.

"You are sharp-tongued and you dare to gamble with Master Mo. You are really looking for death."

Young Master You had a sneer on his lips, looking at Ding Ning as if he were an idiot.

"There is no need to argue with him. He will cry when the explanation is finished."

Mr. Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the world for advice. It was he who proposed this bet, and it was his cousin who helped ask Master Mo to take action. From now on, his voice in this small circle will increase accordingly.

You must know that no matter what kind of circle you are in, those who are capable always have the right to speak. Just having a background is not enough.

His family background is not as good as that of Liu Shao and Xiang Shao, so in the past, he could only call them Liu Shao and Xiang Shao to show respect.

But now the ability he has shown is enough for him to gain everyone's attention, so he has changed his name to Xiang Bolong as Bolong, and no one else has expressed any objection, which is enough to prove that his status has risen a step up and has become a small circle.

The number two person in the film is equal to Xiang Bolong.

Mr. Liu's financial background is far tougher than that of others, and he considers himself to be extremely capable, and has always tolerated no one's disobedience, so he does not dare to challenge his authority yet. "If it collapses, if it collapses, there will be nothing."

"Hey, this has been expected for a long time."

"Young people are still too immature. How can they win against Master Mo in a bet?"

…

As the first rough stone collapsed as expected, everyone shook their heads and sighed, looking at the young man standing there alone, with a touch of pity in their eyes.

"Hahaha, Mr. Ding's luck seems to be not very good."

Mr. Liu was determined and said with a smile.

Xiang Bolong was high-spirited and said angrily: "Perhaps Young Master Ding will have another nickname in the future. I think Money-Giving Boy is more suitable for Young Master Ding."

Everyone burst out laughing when they heard this, and even Master Mo couldn't help but reveal a look of relaxation.

"The nickname of the Wealth-Giving Boy will always belong to Mr. Xiang. My luck has always been very good. It's too early to laugh now. Be careful of getting slapped in the face."

Ding Ning's face was indifferent and he said calmly, "Master Jie Shi has already started to untie the second piece."

Seeing Ding Ning's confident look, Xiang Shaolong began to be suspicious again. This guy must be too calm.

Liu Shao and others smiled disdainfully and stopped engaging in verbal disputes. The one who laughs to the end is the winner.

"Pretending, hum!"

Young Master You couldn't help but laugh at Ding Ning's calm look and said disdainfully.

"What did you say? Try saying it again?"

Ding Ning looked at him with sharp eyes. He was not used to flattering such a stupid young man who had no moral integrity.

You Shao's whole body felt as if he had fallen into a valley of ice, a sneer was frozen on his face, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He lowered his head with a touch of humiliation and timidity, not daring to look directly into Ding Ning's eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that he remembered that Ding Ning was someone who could casually take out 300 million in gambling money. It was obvious that his financial background was not something that a rich second generation like him could afford to offend.

Seeing You Shao relenting, Ding Ning snorted coldly and glanced around slowly with cold eyes. As soon as Shao Chen, who wanted to stand up for his cousin, met his gaze, a chill went straight to the sky, making his lips tremble.

I was speechless for a long time.

The rest of the people felt cold all over and their hands and feet were cold. Even Mr. Liu, who had always been arrogant and domineering, obediently shut his mouth. How dare they say any more nonsense.

Master Mo's heart was beating wildly, and he was roaring crazily. It was indeed him, and only someone with such a ruthless attitude could force the villagers to use a life curse to leave his mark, so that the master could avenge him.

He wanted to muster up the courage to look Ding Ning in the eye, but he really didn't have the courage. He could only close his eyes with deep humiliation and turn a blind eye to his intimidation in order to maintain his image as a master.
To be continued...