Young Master Ye glanced at the empty table in front of him, picked up the Phoenix Wing Knife, and turned around to end the bet.
"Wait a minute! Let's make another bet!"
When Kong Wu saw him picking up the Phoenix Wing Knife, his heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately spoke to stop him without even thinking.
Young Master Ye Youyou turned his eyes to meet his red eyes, smiled slightly, and reminded him kindly:
"You have no leverage anymore."
Kong Wu's expression turned pale. At this moment, a normal person would have stopped, but he was addicted to gambling.
I can afford to take anything and let it go, but I can't stop gambling.
Coupled with today's three ups and downs, he was also stimulated by great joys and great sorrows, and he had long lost his mind.
He rolled his eyes, and with a cruel heart, he bet:
"I still have this quarry! If I lose, the management rights of this quarry will belong to you! If you lose, I not only want the money and jade, but I also want the knife in your hand!"
So greedy!
Feng Yelin's slight frown deepened, as if he was hesitating whether to agree or not.
As if he couldn't make up his mind, he unconsciously turned the short knife on his fingertips.
The phoenix-wing knife suddenly whirled on his fingertips like a shrinking blazing sun.
As it rotates, patches of dazzling light shine down.
This made Kong Wu even more jealous and passionate, and his eager heart felt like he was in purgatory, unbearable and intolerable.
Afraid that he would not allow it, he narrowed his eyes and took the initiative to increase the stakes:
"What kind of man is a man, mother-in-law and mother-in-law? If you risk my life like this! Is that enough?!"
Kong Wu bit the last two words very hard, and his blood-red eyes were filled with bloodthirsty flames.
The onlookers present were shocked by Kong Wu's cruelty!
Suddenly, there was silence.
Young Master Ye was forced into a corner by him, his brows furrowed.
It seems that there is an extremely fierce ideological struggle...
After a moment, his eyes turned red, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:
"Okay! Just bet!"
After receiving the agreement, Kong Wu became even more nervous.
His dark, strong face was as stiff as a stone.
Even the cattail leaf fan's big hand pressed against the dice cup, leaving patches of sweat stains on it.
Although both sides were already jealous of gambling at this time, Kong Wu was not rash.