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Chapter 337 Call Grandpa

"You don't have money, right? If you don't have money, just kneel down and call me grandpa!"

Liu Yunxiang followed the beggar to the gambling house. When he saw this scene, Yan Mu was surrounded by several young men. They wore the same style of clothes, with white narrow-sleeved shorts underneath, purple-gold short-sleeved outer clothes, and waistbands.

Wearing a black belt, a red and black forehead wipe, and a high ponytail.

These people surrounded Yan Mu, all of them were arrogant, with mocking smiles on their faces.

One of them, who was tall and fat, stretched out his fat hand like a bear's paw and pushed Yan Mu.

"Hey, look at you, you look like a bear. Aren't you the God of War? Are you bragging?"

As soon as this was said, others also laughed in agreement.

"He was lucky enough to win a few battles and thought he was great. If he was really capable, he wouldn't be in this situation!"

"Every dog ​​has its own nest, he is worse than a dog!"

"He is in such a desperate situation that he will definitely not be able to get ten thousand taels of silver, so he should kneel down and call grandpa!"

"You can also bark like a dog!"

But Yan Mu just lowered his eyes with an indifferent expression. After being pushed by the bear, he staggered back a few steps, looking like he was being ravaged. Seeing that he was angry, Liu Yunxiang was about to step forward.

The beggar hurriedly grabbed her and said, "These are all from the martial arts hall, and they are all children of officials."

In other words, they can't afford it.

Liu Yunxiang looked at these people. They were all young and strong. If they tried hard, they would really suffer. She took a deep breath and took out a stack of banknotes from her arms and gave them to the beggar.

The beggar said that Yan Mu lost 10,000 taels and she just went to the bank to get it.

It's okay to lose money, she just doesn't want Yan Mu to suffer.

The beggar took the banknote, squeezed in from behind Yan Mu, smiled grovelingly at those people, and gave the banknote to Yan Mu in disgust.

"Your Majesty the Seventh Prince, what we got from selling iron in Jingchuan Garden should be returned to others as soon as possible." As he said this, the beggar pretended to wipe his tears.

What he said was so miserable, it actually made these people laugh.

Yan Mu took the banknote and put it on the table, then looked up at the crowd and said, "Let's have another bet."

The tall, fat man's smile paused, "What did you say? Do you still want to bet?"

Yan Mu drooped his eyelids and was too lazy to say another word.

The tall and fat man laughed and looked at the person next to him: "You heard it, he still wants to bet, I didn't force him to do this!"

Others also laughed, laughing at Yan Mu for being stupid, laughing at him for not having a long memory and that he deserved to lose so miserably.

"Add me one!"

"I'll bet on it too!"

"I don't care about these few taels of silver, but I want to join in the fun, so I will follow Han Liuba."

The tall and fat man, Han Jiache, the sixth son of the Minister of War, looked at Yan Mu after smiling, "But if you lose the ten thousand taels again, what will you use to compensate for the ten thousand taels you owed me before?"

Yan Mu raised his head and whispered three words: "My life."

Han Liu was startled for a moment, and so were the others.

"Oh, your life is really not worth ten thousand taels, and I am too lazy to take it. Let's do this. You are already lame on one left leg. If you lose again, I will break your right arm, one on the left and the other on the right.

It must be very funny. Then kneel down and call me grandpa, crawl from the gambling house to the street, and crawl back to your Jingchuan Garden. Do you dare?"

When the beggar heard this, he felt nervous and said, "This is too much fun."

At that moment, he thought about going there and living in the mud, just pay the money and leave.

But this time, Liu Yunxiang held him back.

"What are you pulling me for?"

Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu, remained silent for a moment and said, "I think he has something in mind."

"He doesn't have a clear mind, so what clues can he have?"

"I believe him."

The beggar couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "You are probably stupid too!"

Yan Mu stood there, even though his clothes were dirty and torn, and his hair was messy, he had an otherworldly feeling. Everyone around him was laughing. He was above all other living beings, without any sadness or joy.

After these people had laughed enough, he asked: "What if you lost?"

These people couldn't stop laughing at his shady words.

"What a strong tone, you have lost dozens of games in a row!"

"You still want to win? It's such a good thing in your dreams, right?"

"Haha, you are really stupid!"

Han Liu smiled enough and waved to the others, then looked at Yan Mu, "Well, if I lose, of course you don't have to pay back the ten thousand taels before, I will kneel down for you, and I will call you

Grandpa, can I bark like a dog?"

As he said this, he amused himself again.

"There's no fucking way I can lose!"

Others said one after another: "The money we bet is all yours!"

Yan Mu nodded, "Let's get started."

A simple bet on the big and small points. The dice shaker in the casino came forward and put the three dice into the bamboo tube. After some fancy shaking, the bamboo tube was turned upside down on the table, and then other people placed their bets.

Han Liu has always bet on Xiao Xiao, and it was the same this time. Others followed him and bet on Xiao Xiao.

The beggar sighed and said: "Back then, Dongchang was responsible for investigating a murder case in a gambling house. Lao Qi was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time. He lurked in the casino and learned how to gamble. We didn't understand it anyway, but he won

The more you lose, the less you lose."

He was already a beggar at that time, and his adoptive father told him these things while chatting and laughing.

He still remembered the pride of an old father on his adoptive father's face every time he talked about Lao Qi. He always felt that his adoptive father was taking advantage of other adopted sons, but he was really kind to Lao Qi.

I don’t want to, but when we break up, we are really desperate.

Liu Yunxiang didn't know that Yan Mu could still gamble, "Then you are still worried?"

"If you lose dozens of games in a row, it's obvious that the opponent is cheating!" the beggar said angrily, scratching his head.

Liu Yunxiang understood, but when he looked at Yan Mu, he actually yawned when everyone held their breath.

Liu Yunxiang laughed: "Yan Mu won."

"ah?"

When the bamboo tube was opened, dozens of times in a row were filled with small dots, but this time it turned out to be large.

And there are still three sixes!

At this time, everyone, including the person who rolled the dice, was dumbfounded.

"Impossible!" Han Liu's eyes widened, and he immediately stepped forward and grabbed the man who was rolling the dice by the collar, "What's going on?"

The man shook his head hurriedly, "I don't know, I'm obviously shaking the small one..."

He spilled the beans and quickly covered his mouth.

The beggar blinked, then became ecstatic, and hurriedly stepped forward to collect the banknotes on the table, "We won, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't get angry, it won't happen."

Yan Mu looked at Han Liu and said calmly: "Kneel down and call me grandpa."

Han Liu's face turned green, "I'm not convinced, let's try again!"

"Not coming."

"Come again!"

"You want to cheat?"

Han Liu slapped the table with his big bear-like hand, and said with a clang, "I'm cheating. What do you think..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Mu quickly ran towards him and twisted one of his arms.

"Call grandpa or break your arm?"

"You...ah!"

As Yan Mu's strength increased, Han Liu was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat.

He hurriedly shouted into the cubicle: "Third brother, save me!"

At the same time as he spoke, a person had already spun around and struck Yan Mu's back with a palm. This palm, carried by the wind, hit the person's back and would definitely cause severe internal injuries.
Chapter completed!
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