Their voices attracted the attention of many people.
Hearing that two hundred spiritual stones were being bet, everyone's eyes moved over again.
Ning Feiyang said nothing, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
This detail was captured by Wu Meng.
"You feel guilty and don't dare to do it anymore?" Wu Meng said with a smile.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ning Feiyang again.
"It seems that this guy really doesn't have a ticket. Otherwise, he would bet two hundred spiritual stones for nothing."
"That is, judging from his age, he is probably a novice coming here for the first time. He wants to get through and be fooled."
"I really think An Shuxing's people are idiots. This kind of people just want to save face, but they will be slapped in the face."
Everyone kept mocking me.
No one is optimistic about Ning Feiyang.
"Ning Feiyang, come back quickly. The matter of the Foundation Establishment Pill is easy to discuss, but don't be stupid." Liu Ergan said, "There is still a second round and a third round. There is a chance."
Wu Meng became more certain of his thoughts and said: "If you don't dare to bet, just get out of here as soon as possible and don't embarrass yourself here."
The cultivators who were watching were all sighing.
This group of people are just waiting to watch the excitement. There is no excitement to see, and they feel unhappy.
An Jun's face also looked a little ugly, and he said: "Ticket holders should be inspected and admitted as soon as possible.
"Coward." Wu Meng sneered.
"Am I timid?" Ning Feiyang said, "I was thinking just now that the two hundred spirit stones you bet are too few and are not worth my bet at all."
Um?
Things have changed?
Everyone's eyes were attracted again.
"Hey, you're still dragging me, so tell me, how much is the bet?" Wu Meng said.
"That depends on how much you have." Ning Feiyang responded lightly.
What a loud tone.
Wu Meng knew that Ning Feiyang had at least more than 2,000 spiritual stones on his body, and he got a full 2,000 pieces from his second uncle yesterday.
If you go to Anshuxing to buy foundation-building pills, you will definitely have some wealth.
"Do you dare to bet two thousand yuan?" Wu Meng raised his voice.
He only has two thousand spiritual stones on his body.
If he wins, he takes two thousand spiritual stones from Ning Feiyang and returns them to his second uncle. No one in the family will despise him anymore.
"Bet, bet with him."
"If you don't bet it's your grandson, if you can't get the spirit stone, you'll have your hands and feet broken."
"That's right, I'm so scared."
The crowd started to cheer, and those who were watching the fun became a mess again.
The crowd was buzzing.
"Just bet." Ning Feiyang said.
"Ning Feiyang, hey." Liu Ergan was completely speechless.
An Jun watched their fight and shook his head slightly.
"Young Master An, what's wrong?" the assistant asked.
"This young man, I think he is not very old. He has already reached the ninth level of Qi refining stage. Judging from his bones, he has not been practicing for a long time."
"This shows that his talent is very high. I thought he was a malleable talent, but who knew..."
An Jun sighed softly when he said this.
"Young Master An, what do you mean, he is too impulsive?" the assistant asked.
"That's right, but it's not surprising. It's good for a person like this to suffer a little loss." An Jun didn't intend to ask about this matter.
The two made a bet.
Everyone took the initiative to make way.
Wu Meng made a gesture of invitation and said, "You come first."
Ning Feiyang was not polite, strode forward, and soon arrived at the door.
"Fellow Taoist, please show your ticket." The staff looked businesslike.
Everyone's eyes were all focused on Ning Feiyang.
They also wanted to know if Ning Feiyang could produce the tickets.
Of course Ning Feiyang had the ticket in his hand. The casino made a fortune yesterday and the boss spent money to eliminate the disaster and gave an extra 500 spirit stones and this ticket.
He believed that the boss of such a large casino would not break his promise.
"Please come in." When the staff spoke, his voice was a little excited.
Two thousand spiritual stones were obtained.
This is no small amount of money.
The whole place was silent.
The cultivators who were watching were stunned.
"Impossible, how could he have a ticket?" Wu Meng gritted his teeth and said, "This ticket must be fake."
"We have verified it and it is absolutely correct. If you don't believe it, you can come over and check it out," the staff member said.
Wu Meng stepped forward and inspected it carefully. There was no trace of fraud.
Exactly the same as his ticket.
If Ning Feiyang's banknotes were fake, then his were not genuine either.
"How could this happen?" Wu Meng muttered to himself.
It was a bolt from the blue, and my head was buzzing.
"That's it." Ning Feiyang said lightly, "Two thousand spiritual stones, please take them out?"
"I..." Wu Meng didn't know what to say.
A simple bet, a stake of two thousand spiritual stones, was gone in one fell swoop.
Last night, my second uncle was robbed of 2,000 yuan, and now he's been robbed of another 2,000 yuan.
A total of four thousand spiritual stones.
It's not a small amount of money anymore.
Wu Meng thought of this and thought of retreating.
Liu Ergan was also shocked. He didn't expect that this guy Ning Feiyang, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, could actually come up with tickets.
A turnaround was achieved.
"Hahahaha, Wu Meng, you bastard, you deserve to laugh at us." Liu Ergan raised his voice, "You're not going to default on your debt, are you?"
"Shut up." Wu Meng's face turned red.
"Why should I shut up?" Liu Ergan said, "Young Master An, this kind of person does not keep his word, refuses to admit when he loses a bet, has a problem with his character, such a person should be blacklisted, and should not be sold in the future.
His elixir."
Really poisonous.
Not only the Foundation Building Pill, but also other pills.
Thinking of this, Wu Meng felt a chill on his back.
It's too scary.
An Jun was also a little surprised. Judging from the situation just now, he also thought that Ning Feiyang had no votes.
Who knows, the other party actually took it out.
"Young Master An, don't listen to him. This guy's expression clearly shows that he doesn't have a ticket. Why did he suddenly take it out? There's something wrong with it." Wu Meng was still unwilling to give in.
"I made that expression to deceive you on purpose, couldn't I?" Ning Feiyang said lightly.
Liar?
This expression is so well done, isn’t it?
Everyone present was deceived by him.
"Damn, he really has a way, this guy is awesome."
"You can earn two thousand spiritual stones by cheating like this. It's worth it."
"It's okay if you don't accept it. I have some ability. I have some ability."
Everyone fell to the ground in admiration.
Ning Feiyang earned a lot of charm points.
For him, two thousand spiritual stones are nothing to worry about.
The key is... with so many cultivators, he made a bet and earned so many charm points. It was a great thing.
The lottery should be the first priority.
Wu Meng was put on the fire and roasted.
"Young Master An, what's going on now..." the assistant asked for instructions.
If they didn't see it, that's fine. The key is that they had to stand up in front of An Jun.
"It's interesting. This guy is interesting." Mr. An raised his voice and said, "I'm willing to admit defeat. Take out two thousand spiritual stones." (To be continued)