Yu Sheng put on his own shoes and said to the God of Gamblers: "Are you convinced?"
"I'm convinced, I'm convinced!" said the God of Gamblers. "I am convinced that I fell under the pomegranate skirt of the son of the King of the East Wasteland."
"Your uncle!" Yu Sheng pretended to swing his shoes. The God of Gamblers was so frightened that he lay on the ground and protected his crotch.
"Pa", he slapped himself, "Young Master, I am uneducated, don't be as knowledgeable as me."
Yu Sheng waved his hand, "Forget it, my lord has a lot."
He asked the city guard leader to serve him a few cups of tea, "Actually, in gambling, you can win every battle, but you don't know your advantages."
The God of Gamblers, who sat up carefully, was startled and asked in confusion: "What can I do?"
"Bet on who is ugly!" Yu Sheng said, "I would never dare to bet with you on this aspect."
The God of Gamblers' expression changed, but considering that the other party was the son of King Donghuang, he suppressed his anger again.
"Of course, if you can hire foreign aid, you can't beat me in the bet on ugliness." Yu Sheng said, "You are ugly, after all, you are still the kind of ugliness that can be described in the words created by the word-making saint. There is also a kind of ugliness that cannot be described in words.
To describe it in words.”
The God of Gamblers didn't believe it, "Is there anyone uglier than me?"
"If you don't believe it, let's make a bet." Yu Sheng said.
"No, no." The God of Gamblers hurriedly waved his hand. He was afraid that he would have to make bets with Yu Sheng, especially these weird bets.
Let the God of Gamblers not dare to bet, and the rest of his life can be said to be the first.
I have some regrets for the rest of my life, "I'm still planning to win your casino."
The God of Gamblers warned himself more and more in his heart that he must never bet for the rest of his life in the future.
"Can you talk about this now?" Yu Sheng said seriously, shaking the contract in his hand, "What's going on with this thing?"
The God of Gamblers takes a sip of tea.
"These contracts come from the Central Plains, where I got them from my father. As for why signing one's name is linked to a person's life..." The God of Gamblers shook his head, "To be honest, I don't know either."
"You don't know either?" Yu Sheng frowned slightly, "Your father created it, or where did he get these things?"
The God of Gamblers shook his head and smiled bitterly, "To tell you the truth, although I am his son, he has too many sons, not to mention that I was born as a human being. These contracts were not created by my father. As for their origin,
, I am not qualified to know the secret you want to keep."
Yu Sheng looked at the God of Gamblers and heard his tone, which made him feel a little resentful.
"Your father gave you these contracts so that you could help him catch slaves in the Eastern Wasteland?" Yu Sheng asked.
The God of Gamblers nodded, "This may be my only value to the old man."
Unable to find the origin of these contracts, Yu Sheng was a little disappointed, but after hearing the God of Gamblers' dissatisfaction in his voice again, he suddenly had an idea.
"We don't know each other before we fight. Seeing that you have such low self-esteem that you actually committed adultery, I have to talk about you."
Yu Sheng asked the city guard leader standing next to him to refill the tea, "Honestly, do you feel inferior because your mother is a human?"
The God of Gamblers glanced at Yu Sheng unexpectedly and nodded silently.
"Superficial!" Yu Sheng said bluntly.
"Let me ask you, is your father more beautiful or your mother more beautiful?" Yu Sheng asked him.
The God of Gamblers looked at Yu Sheng in confusion, wondering why Yu Sheng asked this, and didn't bother to speak for a while.
"No need to ask, he must be beautiful!" Ye Zigao said.
He keenly knew what he wanted to do for the rest of his life, so he sang along with him.
"How do you know?" God of Gamblers asked Ye Zigao in surprise.
Ye Zi Gaoxin said that this guy is so stupid. If his mother wasn't beautiful, would she be captured by monsters?
But you can't say that.
Ye Zigao said: "You are so pocky, so fat, and so angry and so black. You can tell at a glance that you inherited it from your monster father."
"My dad doesn't have pockmarks, and he's not black either. He's quite fat," said the God of Gamblers.
"Uh..." Ye Zi said loudly and didn't know how to continue.
He glanced at Yu Sheng, indicating that it's your turn.
Yu Sheng received his look, slapped the table, and said, "It's your father's fault!"
The God of Gamblers trembled in fear and looked at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let me ask you, why do all creatures become human beings when they become demon queens?"
The God of Gamblers shook his head.
"It's because the human body is perfect and makes it convenient for cultivation and enlightenment."
Yu Sheng said: "Your father is a monster. You may not look black, but his body is imperfect after all. If it is passed on to you, you will have this pockmark, this ugliness, and this blackness, so it is all your father's fault."
, you should hate your father, how can you put the cart before the horse and feel inferior because your mother is a human!"
"Yes!" Hu Muyuan sat down and taught the God of Gamblers a lesson, "You are so ugly..."
The God of Gamblers was about to glare, but Mother Hu choked her back, "Why are you staring? Listen honestly, I have to teach you a lesson for your old mother today!"
"You are afraid that others will say you are ugly. In the final analysis, it is all caused by your father. If you want to hate it, you should also hate your father." Hu Muyuan said.
The God of Gamblers was confused by their deception.
"Yes!" Fu Nan slapped the table abruptly, "The shopkeeper is absolutely right!"
He sat down and said, "Do you know why our shopkeeper doesn't look good? It's because he has the blood of King Donghuang!"
I will spend the rest of my life kicking the rich and the poor under the table. You uncle, you are deceiving people. Why did you deceive me?
The God of Gamblers glanced at Yu Sheng and nodded, suddenly enlightened.
For the rest of my life, I will look at Fu Nan and settle accounts with him later.
He took the opportunity to work harder, preparing to fool the God of Gamblers, "How is your ability among all your father's sons?"
The God of Gamblers nodded, "Although I was born from a human, my ability to control the outcome of events is not as good as theirs."
"Yes, it's the blood of the other half of humanity in you that makes you stand out," Yu Sheng said.
Yu Sheng also prepared another excuse. If his skills were not high, it was because of his father's bloodline.
"The reason why your father looks down on you is actually because he is nakedly jealous of you!" Yu Sheng said.
"Yes!" Fu Nan and the other three nodded in unison.
"It's his fault that you're ugly, and he's jealous of you. You said it was your father, but you actually helped him catch slaves!" Yu Sheng shook his head.
"Your mother worked hard to conceive for ten months, maybe more, and give birth to you, and you actually look down on her!" Ye Zigao shook his head.
"You actually helped him capture humans as slaves. What a traitor!" Fu Nan shook his head.
"It seems that your father gave you not only an ugly face, but also an ugly heart." Hu Muyuan shook her head.
Yu Sheng sighed, "You are ashamed of your human blood. Your father despises you, but you actually work for him. Where is your backbone and your arrogance! Don't say that your father despises you. We despise you too.
You, we are ashamed that you have human blood."
"Quick!" Fu Nan pulled out a knife, "Drain half of the blood, return us humans, and go be your monsters!"
The God of Gamblers was stunned. He had always despised himself as being born from a human being.
He never imagined that one day some humans would despise him.
"I tell you!"
Yu Sheng slapped the table again, and there was a "click". The table could not hold up and completely fell apart.
"Ahem." I turned a blind eye for the rest of my life.
He continued, "No matter how well you do, your father will look down on you. When have you ever seen him look down on his slaves?"
"There is only one way to make him think highly of you!"
"What solution?" God of Gamblers asked.
"Be his enemy, trample him under your feet, let him look up to you, let him be humble to you and dare not speak loudly." Yu Sheng said.
"Yes!" Fu Nan and the others nodded together.
The God of Gamblers' eyes lit up.
He had been bullied by his brothers before, and when he had to leave the Eastern Wasteland, he really thought about such a scene.
"This, can I do this?" The God of Gamblers looked at Yu Sheng.
"You have to have confidence in yourself! The lion has roared in Hedong for thirty years. Don't bully young people into poverty!" Yu Sheng made up a random sentence, "Now there is an opportunity for you to become a successful person."
"What?"
"Fuck with me, and then I will lead you into the Central Plains and march to your father's door!" Yu Sheng said, "How about it?"
Having said this, the God of Gamblers' emotions were aroused and he said: "Okay!"