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Chapter 642 How come guessing is child’s play? Is guessing more child’s play than confiscating a house?(1/2)

Actually guessing?

The more brutal duel that Feng Zheng talked about turned out to be just a guessing game?

Hearing Feng Zheng's words, Ying Zheng himself was heartbroken and speechless.

This kid...

As expected of you...

When the powerful people heard this, their faces turned black instantly.

Mamadi, that’s what you said.

mora?

What's the most cruel thing?

Thank you for thinking about it!

"Guessing? What nonsense!"

After hearing this, a powerful man immediately shouted, "In a grand martial arts competition, the winner is determined by guessing. If this is spread, wouldn't it be regarded as a laughing stock? Don't be such a child's play!"

"Oh, sir, what you said..."

Feng Zheng suddenly smiled after hearing this, "Why is guessing like a child's play?"

"Why isn't it child's play?"

After hearing this, the man immediately asked back.

"Hey, easy."

Feng Zheng laughed, pointed and said, "You and I guess the game, whoever loses will give the other side a thousand gold, how about we give it a try?"

Uh...huh?

What did you say?

After hearing Feng Zheng's words, the man's expression suddenly changed, and then his expression changed again.

After hesitation, he chose to keep silent.

Ma Ma Di, a thousand gold, it is indeed full of temptation.

If he can get it, his entire family's assets can be doubled!

How beautiful?

but!

What if we lose?

If we lose, the entire family will be confiscated!

Therefore, he cannot afford to take this risk.

If he were alone, he might be willing to gamble, but in the face of the entire family, could he still be willing to gamble?

Of course it’s impossible!

I don’t dare, I don’t want to give up either…

"Another example……"

Feng Zheng raised his hand and pointed his palm at Feng Quji, "If you don't make a bet with me, you make a bet with my uncle, and whoever loses will have his house confiscated and be distributed. That's fine. If so, is it still child's play?"

Uh...huh?

What am I?

After hearing Feng Zheng's words, Feng Quji suddenly had a dark look on his face.

Does it have anything to do with my hammer?

That's fine, God. Why don't you make a bet with him and try to steal the house?

"Ahem..."

After Ying Zheng heard this, he suddenly felt happy.

Feng Zheng is indeed Feng Zheng. He never forgets his uncle.

"cough……"

Feng Quji coughed dryly, glared at Feng Zheng, and then looked at Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"Yes, that's okay."

Ying Zheng said calmly, "Now that things have reached this point, it depends on God's will."

"Your Majesty, Holy Ming!"

"Your Majesty is Holy Ming."

[Look, Lao Zhao’s words are still interesting, right? 】

After hearing this, Feng Zheng felt happy in his heart, "What guessing game? It's called looking at God's will!"

That's right, it's the same thing, but it's different if you say the guessing game depends on God's will.

Gambling itself is a matter of destiny. If you are willing to lose your fortune, that is called voluntary, and it is called deserved.

"In that case, let's guess the game."

Feng Zheng looked at Wang Li and Zhou Bo and said, "We are both men, so let's do it quickly and win or lose in one go! Let's all be quick. If anyone hesitates to cheat, we will immediately lose!"

"promise!"

After hearing Feng Zheng's words, Zhou Bo and Wang Li also felt twitching in their hearts.

mora?

Guessing the outcome of a martial arts competition?

This is really unheard of...

but……

They made history by guessing the boxing game in front of Qin Shihuang...

"I said, General Wang, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, Zhou Bo couldn't help but laugh secretly, and asked deliberately, "I'll wait, but I'll bring out the hammer."

"Oh, really?"

Wang Li smiled after hearing this, "If the general comes out with a hammer, I will let you do it."

"Hey, yeah?"

"That's natural. I, Wang Li, also admire you very much."

Wang Li laughed and said in a neutral tone.

"Oh, okay."

Zhou Bo also laughed, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"please!"

"please!"

Both of them calmed down, and then Feng Zheng shouted, "Start!"

rub!

rub!

Both of them stretched out their hands in unison!

kindness?

kindness?

Everyone stretched their necks to look, and Zhou Bo and Wang Li froze in place.

"you……"

When Zhou Bo saw this, everyone was dumbfounded.

"General Zhou, didn't I tell you that I would let you?"

Wang Li opened his mouth and gestured with the scissors in his hand, "Why is it a palm instead of a hammer?"

"I……"

When Zhou Bo heard this, everyone was dumbfounded.

Damn it, you are so unkind!

If I say hammer, then you will definitely use palm, right?

Why the hell did you actually produce scissors?
To be continued...
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