Wu Qingling's eyebrows were about to stand up, and the tyranny in his heart was almost uncontrollable. When did someone dare to plot against him so blatantly? And the most important thing is that at this moment, he really didn't dare to expose his face and let others kill him. Hold it in
He was even more furious.
So Wu Qingling couldn't wait to open the cup and see the result. No matter he won or lost, he wanted to leave here as soon as possible. He was worried that he would lose his mind if he stayed for a long time.
Zhang Yan's face was as if nothing had happened, and he did not deliberately provoke or add jealousy to stimulate Wu Qingling, who was obviously really angry. He opened the dice cup in front of him with a smile.
"Wow!"
"That... is all broken?! How did you do it?"
"How many points does this count?"
"That's bullshit! The dice are all broken. Where did the points come from? Zero points! This is awesome! The worst that can happen is a draw. No loss, no win."
Just like the commotion on the side, Zhang Yan, who was the first to open the dice cup, saw a pool of fine white sand in front of him. There was no red dot representing the points or zero points.
Others were surprised, but Zhang Yan himself didn't think it was anything. A warrior can use skill or vitality to make the dice in the dice cup collide with each other and smash into pieces. As a monk, he can do this with spiritual energy, and it is not even difficult. After all, this is nothing
Fine work.
But Zhang Yan looked curiously at the dice cup in front of the warrior sitting on the banker's seat a few feet across. Although Zhang Yan was in a "defensive" position just now, he resisted the opponent's combat attack without making any move.
counterattack, but it does not mean that the other party can complete the "zero point" without any worries.
You must know that the dealer's seat was still under the influence of the luck-stealing charm just now. The decline of luck cannot be viewed with common sense, and often leads to ridiculous results.
After taking a look at Zhang Yan's dice cup, there was no change in the expression on the warrior's face. He probably knew from the moment Zhang Yan blocked his combat skills and directed Wu Qingling towards Wu Qingling that shattering the three dice in the dice cup was a big deal for Zhang Yan.
I said it was not that difficult. I knew in my heart that I might only get the smallest gain this time.
When he opened the dice cup, the appearance inside was almost the same as that of Zhang Yan's dice cup. The three dices were all broken into fine slag.
"It's zero o'clock again?!"
"draw!"
"How on earth did you do this! Master!"
"Eh! That's not right! Look carefully at those scraps!"
"Huh? Is this... a bit?!"
At first, they were still surprised by the "tie", but soon someone discovered something different and even exclaimed. Then more and more people began to exclaim, and even the faces of people in Hetongqianfang became constipated.
Generally ugly.
It was seen that although the three dices in the dice cup were shattered like those in Zhang Yan's dice cup, the strange thing was that the powder was not pure white, but there were obviously a lot of red powder floating on it.
White is the true color of the dice, and red is the paint red of the points on it.
This is nothing at first. After all, compared to the actual color of the dice, the red paint is really a small amount, so it doesn’t matter if they are mixed together.
But the scene in front of me now is extremely strange: the red paint powder seems to have been deliberately gathered in half, floating compactly in the middle of a large amount of white, and there is a relatively formed circle.
This... there is a red dot in the middle of a white bottom. Isn't this just a "dot"? Is there still such a method in the world?
The veins on both temples of Wu Qingling were twitching. She raised her hand to lift the table, looked at Zhang Yan deeply, turned around and left. When she came to the door, she shouted angrily, "The store will be closed for ten days."
Young Master Wu has admitted defeat?! Isn’t this too strange? Looking at Young Master Wu’s appearance when he left, he might have been so angry that he couldn’t even bear to trouble this smiling young man? This young man
What's the origin!?
In addition, the most talked about thing is that the broken dice at the end actually came together to form a "dot". It is hard to believe that this kind of thing is a coincidence. But it can only be a coincidence.
Is the banker too unlucky or is the smiling young man opposite just too lucky?
Wu Qingling left angrily. He felt that his lungs were going to explode. If he stayed in Qianfang, he would definitely lose control, so he left directly. But before leaving, he still gave Qianfang an explanation, that is, to close the store, and it was
It was closed for a full ten days. As for the outcome of the final round, he didn't say anything, but with the result in front of him, there was no need to say more. With Tongqianfang, he accepted defeat.
Zhang Yan started to collect the money with a smile, ignoring the livid faces and cannibalistic looks of the thugs and croupiers in Tongqianfang.
"Thank you all for being witnesses today. I don't want to leave you empty-handed. I will use the money to treat you all to a drink tonight." Zhang Yan seemed very happy to have won the money, and the remaining two thick stacks of money were not put into the box.
Instead, he raised his voice and said a few words before throwing it into the sky, describing it as wanton.
Not to mention throwing away money, if you throw a handful of rice balls, someone will pick them up, and the scene will naturally become lively. Not to mention the gamblers present, who will let go of this unexpected windfall? Two big stacks of money bills, and they are both big
Zhang, picking up two or three is enough to make you laugh for a while. Even if they were glaring at Zhang Yan just a moment ago and wishing to kill him and the people in Tongqianfang, they are not immune at this time. If they hate Zhang Yan to death, it will not affect them.
Steal the money that Zhang Yan gave away.
No one noticed that Zhang Yan moved his feet intentionally or unintentionally as he walked through the crowd with a smile, and seemed to take something from the broken table that was in a mess next to him.
After walking out of Qianfang, Zhang Yan took a deep breath. Today's harvest exceeded his previous expectations. Not only did he win a large sum of money, he also successfully obtained what he had planned before. At the same time, due to the lack of defense power in the Wu Mansion, he gave up enough
Seven paper talismans invaded, and without much effort they found the room where Wu Qingling stayed, and also brought back something.
Even the time was just right. As soon as Wu Qingling left, the paper talisman in Wu Mansion came out, and no one noticed anything strange at all.
First, he went to the bank and deposited all the money he won. Zhang Yan was not ready to let his family know about it for the time being, mainly because he was worried that they would not be able to accept it for a while and would be frightened. He would wait until the Wu family's affairs were dealt with.
After the incident, the money was going to be given to the eldest brother Zhang Shun as start-up capital to expand the store.
When I got home, my mother, Wang Lanping, happened to be finishing cooking. Zhang Yan helped as usual, and then went to the wheelchair shop to pick up my elder brother and younger sister. After the family had a meal, they chatted briefly and then took a shower.
The house is asleep.
Only then did Zhang Yan take out today's harvest from his arms: a piece of sawdust stained with blood; four hairs of different lengths.