The second-generation ancestor snorted coldly and turned his head away, but he was still watching what was going on here from the corner of his eye.
"Yu Lao, please continue."
Feng Haoli ignored him, with a seemingly forced smile on his face and said to Yu Xiao beside him.
"good!"
Yuxiao frowned slightly, nodded, and once again grabbed a piece of "wool" material filled with spiritual energy.
"Sasha!..."
The "wool" material slowly shrunk in front of everyone's eyes, and layers of soil turned into powder and sprinkled down. After a while, there was a pile on the ground.
"Shh!..."
As a result, everyone booed again.
Another piece of scrap!
At this time, everyone couldn't help but become suspicious.
After watching for so long, almost everyone thinks that this young man is choosing materials based on luck, and his record of not losing or losing for more than ten days is really achieved by luck. And now,
The two best pieces of wool have been used up. Will the god of luck really come to this young man again?
Seeing another pile of dirt, Feng Hao's eyes twitched slightly, seeming to show a lack of confidence.
"Yu Lao, continue."
He stretched out his arm in a gesture of invitation, but the arm was shaking slightly.
"Um!"
Yu Xiao took a deep look at the young man in front of her. It seemed that he was not pretentious at all. After pondering for a while, he picked another piece of better wool.
"Sasha!..."
Another piece of "wool" material turned into soil, and there was a lot of sighing, and the several second-generation ancestors screamed even more happily.
"What are you still holding on for? Kneel down quickly and call grandpa!"
"Hey! Lucky little fool!"
"Tsk!...Does he really think he is the god of luck?!"
They all showed their disdain and publicized their opinions, saying that the pieces of "wool" material below were useless.
"continue!"
Feng Hao took a deep breath and raised his arms.
"Sasha!..."
Another piece of "wool" material turned into dust.
"Sasha!..."
Another piece...
"Sasha!..."
This was already the penultimate piece, and in the end, it turned into a pile of dust amid many sighs.
There was only a piece of lifeless scrap left on the ground, with a price tag of only twelve thousand gold coins. This kind of "wool" material was almost the outermost layer of "wool" material when it was cut.
The chance of crystallization is almost zero.
"God of luck, scoff!..."
Yuan Po immediately sneered.
"Hey, are you convinced?"
The second-generation ancestor walked over in an arrogant manner, with no concealment of the pride on his face.
"well!..."
Yu Xiao also sighed softly, secretly doubting in his heart, "Is he really just a frivolous young man who believes in his own luck?"
At the scene, most of the gamblers had already covered their eyes, as if they couldn't bear to watch any more.
Luck, after all, is no match for the art of phase stone!
This is actually inevitable, but they have always had a trace of luck in their hearts, and now, that trace of luck has dissipated.
In this regard, the representatives of various forces did not say anything. They were just here to watch the fun. A few of them even looked at Feng Hao with amusement in their eyes.
In their eyes, Feng Hao seemed to be just a young boy who knew nothing about the world!
"Eh?...Why does that kid look familiar?"
Among the representatives of this force, a man with an aquiline nose looked at Feng Hao and narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, his breathing became rapid.
"It's him, that brat!"
Suddenly, the eyes of the man with the hooked nose almost burst into flames.
He recognized that it was this damn boy who killed his fellow Chiyun gang members and finally led him and others into a dangerous area. In the end, only two of them came back.
Every time he thought about it, he gritted his teeth.
He was actually tricked by a young man who was a great martial artist. As soon as this was reported, his prestige within the gang plummeted.
Abandoning the gang and running away alone, he knew that if he had not possessed the strength of the Wuzong, he would have been expelled from the gang long ago.
Just as he was about to step forward, he retracted his feet.
This is the territory of the Yuyue Gang. If you cause trouble, you will be beaten and killed. That is what you deserve!
"Um?"
As if sensing the hateful gaze, Feng Hao turned his head and glanced, and saw the burning eyes.
"It's him."
Feng Hao's heart sank, and his brows furrowed tightly.
It seemed that he should find a force to protect him, and looking at Yu Xiao who was looking at him with a slightly worried expression, Feng Hao felt something in his heart.
The Yuyue Gang is actually one of the most powerful forces in Anchor City. I heard that there are several martial lords sitting in charge. With such a force looking after you, it will be as stable as Mount Tai, and no one will dare to touch you.
The most important thing is that this Yuxiao suits your taste.
"Hurry and kneel down, are you still trying to cheat in front of Mr. Yu?!"
Seeing that Feng Hao had not listened to his words, the second generation ancestor became angry and yelled loudly.
"Why do you want me to kneel down?"
Feng Hao rolled his eyes at him.
"You've already lost, why don't you kneel down?"
The second generation ancestor's eyes almost burst into flames, and several others also gathered around him.
"Lao Yu, you are a notary, you should talk now."
Several people expressed their opinions one after another and put pressure on Yuxiao.
"Yes, Mr. Yu, you can't just refuse to pay for this kind of thing, right?"
The man with the hooked nose also said in a "yin" voice, and finally appealed, "Do you think so?"
"What's the matter with you here?"
Yuxiao was already depressed, and he didn't want to offend the Xiangshi family, but this hook-nosed man came to challenge his patience, and he immediately became angry.
"Crack!"
With a palm shot from afar, the strong wind condensed into a slap, and was thrown directly on the hook-nosed face. He didn't react in time at all, and was directly slapped away. Blood flew everywhere, and his back molars blurted out, and he fell into
The crowd was so miserable.
"I don't know what the so-called things are. Is it your turn to speak here? Get out of here!"
Yuxiao picked up his eyes and scolded him directly. Before the hooked nose could recover, he was directly carried out by two strong men like a chicken. Not only was he disgraced, he would be in Ju'an City in the future.
He couldn't survive anymore either.
Naturally, the Chiyun Gang would not offend the Yuyue Gang because of a martial sect.
Such a gesture made the second-generation ancestors feel terrified. They stepped back without realizing it, and the arrogance on their faces also became much calmer.
"snort!"
With a slight snort, Yu Xiao felt that the tightness in her chest had been relieved a lot. Looking at Feng Hao, he frowned slightly and said, "Brother Hao, this matter..."
"Haha! Mr. Yu, there is no need to be embarrassed."
Feng Hao chuckled lightly and continued, "Isn't there still a piece of wool that hasn't been opened? We'll talk about it later."
"Haha! I believe in my luck."
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at the second generation ancestor, very provocatively.
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