The fourth master picked up the tea cup and took a leisurely sip of tea, with no trace of disdain and pride on his face, "Sir, can you please open it?"
Gong Yun'ao replied calmly: "This is my first time playing dice, and my hands are a bit rusty, so I wasted a little time!"
what?
First time playing?
Still so arrogant?
When Shu Yao heard this, ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping above his head. If he had said from the beginning that it was his first time playing, Shu Yao would never have let him get involved.
The people watching also exclaimed in shock, this man is really a madman.
Seeing that Gong Yun'ao didn't mind the matter, Feng Chen went a little crazy. He grabbed Shu Yao's arm and whispered:
"It's over, it's over, I think the prince is really over this time, let's go up and rob him now!"
Behind him, Bei Mingye squinted his eyes slightly, with a dangerous light in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through the masked man in front of him. He squeezed the folded fan so tightly that there were already cracks on it.
With his profound internal strength, he could clearly hear the variables in the dice cup. In less than a year, when did his martial arts become so unfathomable?
Gong Yun'ao answered without knowing the meaning of the answer, which made Fourth Master laugh out loud. He was really overestimating his abilities.
Gong Yun'ao turned a deaf ear to these comments, raised his eyes to the man standing next to him, and said, "Come on!"
The man responded, pressed his hands on the dice cup, and asked: "Did I open it?"
"open!"
The man repeated again, "Did I really open it?" To be honest, he was a little worried. Are these two people crazy? It's not just feeding the wolf alone, but they also have to sharpen their heads to rush to feed the wolf. It's really
Fresh.
"Open!" Gong Yun Ao frowned lightly, his voice already filled with a strong coldness.
Without further delay, the man picked up the dice cup and opened it.
Everyone's eyes followed the gap in the dice cup.
The five dice were placed on the table in a mess, not in a pile at all.
Sure enough, it was his first time playing and he had no skills at all. How dare he?
Even if all five dice roll out a point, there are still five points, and you will definitely lose!
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Fourth Master's old face with a deepening smile, and Shu Yao felt relieved. It was already bad, what could be worse than this?
Anyway, with their skills, it was easy to escape, so the original worries and tensions instantly relaxed.
The man completely opened the lid of the dice cup. Feng Chen looked away in despair and whispered to Shu Yao: "What a tragedy. Are the three of us going to form a team to feed the wolves?!"
"There seems to be something wrong with that die!"
"Hey? What's going on?"
"Why didn't you order it?"
The crowd's discussion reached Feng Chen's ears.
He was startled and suddenly turned his head to look at the dice in the dice cup.
The five dice rolling down at random have no color spots at this moment, just like square pieces of tofu.
If you look closely, you can see that the color surface is covered with a layer of white powder, completely covering up the color spots.
A thick layer of white powder fell on the bottom of the dice cup.
Shu Yao's eyes widened suddenly. She looked at the dice cup in disbelief and exclaimed: "Where are those color spots?"
Gong Yun'ao said lightly: "It was covered by me."
The eyes of the onlookers looking at Gong Yun'ao have completely changed. It is easy to shatter the five dice, and it is not difficult to smooth out the color spots of the five dice.
However, it is not easy to grind the inner wall of the dice cup into fine powder and deeply cover the dice while keeping the dice intact.
It requires strong control. In a short period of time, the collision of dice can be used to grind out fine powder from the inner wall of the cup and then be deeply imprinted on the dice. This is simply impossible.
But the masked man in front of me actually did it! This is simply beyond imagination.
At this moment, there was a dead silence in the place, and the horrifying scene made everyone take a breath.
The next moment, the voices of discussion surged like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
"There's no point, my God! How on earth did he do it?"
"This young master is truly a god!"
"It's so powerful, so scary! In this life, I can see such magical skills, it must be the smoke of my ancestors."
Faced with these flattering and flattering voices, Gong Yun'ao turned a deaf ear and only raised his eyes to look at the fourth master, who was as black as coal, and said indifferently: "Fourth master, how are you? Did I win you?"
The fat on Fourth Master's face trembled uncontrollably. He stared at the five square but not one-pointed dice. His eyes were full of shock, anger, regret, and several emotions were constantly intertwined. Let him see
It looks extremely sinister and terrifying up there.
Gong Yun'ao stretched out his big, sharp-jointed hand and tapped the table a few times gently: "Fourth Master? Are you asleep?"
The fourth master was brought back to reality and closed his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, his eyes were calm and calm: "I lost! You can take me away with you."
With that said, Fourth Master waved his hand, and two burly men carried the unconscious girl out of the iron cage and handed her over to Feng Chen.
Gong Yun'ao nodded: "Fourth Master is willing to accept defeat and be very magnanimous."
After saying this, Gong Yun'ao took Shu Yao's little hand and walked out step by step under the astonished eyes of everyone.
Bei Mingye's clear and piercing eyes fell on the hands of the two of them, and his face gradually became unhappy.
The fourth master knew that he could not escape the blame, so he apologized like a martyr, "Your Majesty, this subordinate messed up. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
Under Bei Mingye's gaze, Fourth Master's pupils narrowed little by little, his heart beat wildly in fear, and he did not dare to look directly into his cold evil eyes.
"You deserve to be punished. You destroyed my careful layout...the fat in your mouth is gone..." Bei Mingye's narrow eyes were raised slightly, with a hint of evil and playfulness in his eyes, "However, the future is long, so
If we deal with her quickly, wouldn’t the fun be gone?”
He knows the Lord too well. The more he downplays and speaks in a dismissive tone, the more dangerous and terrifying he becomes.
He knew what cruel torture he was about to face.
"Go! Get tortured through the bones for an hour." Hearing such contemptuous words, to Fourth Master's ears, it was like falling into an icy abyss.
At this moment, Fourth Master's expression suddenly became tense, and the iron hook penetrated Pipa's bone. Yan Lie had suffered it once, and this time it was his turn.
Looking at the direction in which the two disappeared, Bei Mingye narrowed his cold eyes and whispered coldly: "Shu Yao, Gong Yun'ao, the fun has just begun, let's play slowly."
At this time, Yan Lie emerged from the darkness and was shocked when he heard the Lord mention Gong Yun'ao, "Gong Yun'ao? Lord, are you saying that the man wearing the wolf mask is Gong Yun'ao!?"
However, how did the Lord recognize that man wearing a mask?
"I've heard his voice once, but I can't hide it from my lord. Besides, not long after Shu Yao came down from the mountain, has she ever met any other man except the prince she rescued, Gong Yun'ao?"
Yan Lie's eyes showed a stern expression, "Lord, why don't you kill that woman when you have such a good opportunity today?"
Bei Mingye's narrow peach blossom eyes glowed with a faint cold light, "Yan Lie, have you forgotten what a terrible secret weapon she used when she rescued the prince? I haven't found out the secrets about her yet, how could I easily...
Let her go?"
Yan Lie asked again: "What are you going to do, Lord?"
The folding fan was lightly clicked on his hand, and a smile of determination flashed across Bei Mingye's lips, "Don't worry, everything is under my control, that girl can't escape."
Yan Lie asked anxiously: "Your Majesty, that person in the palace... if you ask..."
"Go and tell him that the assassination of the prince has been resolved. There is no long-term business in this world. Also, without my permission, you are not allowed to interact with the court anymore. Also, that girl belongs to me, even if she is a member of the palace.
If you want to trade again, you can just return it."
"But……"
"No, but, have you forgotten how Drunken Yama Li Gai died? Don't you have a long memory?" Bei Mingye's cold eyes flashed with an awe-inspiring and dangerous light, which made people shudder.
"Yes, I know my mistake." This reminder reminded him of Li Hui at that time, who had confidently boasted: "It's just a matter of killing a little girl. It's a quick matter." Thinking of this, he made him
Heartbroken.
During that time, he often got drunk to numb himself. At that time, someone from the palace came to deliver a thousand taels of gold to hunt down a fugitive prince, so he became obsessed with it for a while.
The unique weapon of Drunken Yama Li Gai, one of the Four Great Rakshasa, is the Yama Soul-Eating Sword. In terms of strength, he would not die so easily! Moreover, he died inexplicably.
The wound was simply horrific. The head was completely crushed. They couldn't figure it out. What kind of weapon could have caused this? It could be so cruel.
Now, he finally understood the reason. No wonder the Lord would say: If this woman is not used, she cannot be kept.
After walking out of the underground, the morning sun faded and turned into a pale red. It was already dawn, and the ghost market disappeared at dawn.
Gong Yun'ao's bodyguard Zimo brought the carriage over, and Shu Yao hurriedly said: "Third brother, the black slave's injury is very serious and he needs medical treatment urgently. Can you..."
"Get in the car, I'll take you there." Gong Yun'ao interrupted her and directly ordered Zimo to carry the black slave into the carriage.
Feng Chen found a medical clinic and paid ten taels of silver before the shopkeeper was willing to donate emergency medicine and other supplies.
"Fortunately, it's not particularly serious...otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to save her." Fortunately, she could use manual reduction, traction and other post-reduction and fixation methods. If surgery was needed, it would be really troublesome.
Feng Chen asked worriedly: "Boss, will her hands... be disabled?"
"It's not like being disabled. If you cultivate yourself well, you can be like a normal person, but..."
Shu Yao secretly sighed and said: "If I want to regain my previous strong arm strength...it's hard to say. We'll have to wait and see how the recovery progresses in the future."
After saying this, she did not dare to relax for a moment and carefully treated the black slave.
Shu Yao looked at the frail black slave and said softly: "In order to prevent you from being disabled, I have to set your bones. Please be patient, it will be very painful."
The black slave was sweating profusely in pain, his eyelids twitched, and his pale lips wriggled, "Okay."
"Feng Chen, hold her down and don't let her move, so I can set the bones." Shu Yao told Feng Chen, then turned around and brought two wooden boards.