Ben planned to come forward to stop Xiaobai's building, Wuchen's face was dignified. He hid his body behind the door and carefully observed the situation in the Pianxiang Temple.

After the 800 -hundred contributions were folded halfway, Wei Shaobai's face looked very ugly. He stared at his jade card and looked at it, as if he wanted to see the true appearance of the 400 contribution hidden in the jade brand.

"hateful!"

Wei Shaobai gripped his right hand, as if he had to pinch the jade brand into the meat, and used the strength of the whole body. The edge of the jade card brought the pain of splitting under the strong squeezing, but there was something in the pain

The refreshing sense of relief, let Wei Shaobai pursue this pain more vigorously.

"Four hundred contributions, what are the contributions of 400!" Wei Shaobai cursed hatred, "Not to mention buying Changchun Dan, not even practicing every day!"

"Who said no?" Another disciple walked to Wei Shaobai and patted his shoulders and sighed. "There was not much contribution, and only half left after returning the account ...

. ""

Wei Shaobai's face was even more cloudy, and after a while, he suppressed his voice and said, "What can we do! We only have this contribution! Relying on it to barely support the next settlement, even less, even less, even less, and even less, even less, and even less, even less, even less, even less, and even less, even less, and even less, even less, and even less, even less, even less, and even less, even less, even less, and even less, even less, even less.

It won't be able to do it without going back! We have no capital! "

It seemed to be suppressed by Wei Shaobai's momentum, and another disciple fell into a long silence. After a while, he squeezed out the quiet voice that seemed to be leaked from the teeth: "... In fact, the capital, there are still some ones, there are still some ones, there are still some ones, there are still some ones, there are still some ones, there are still some ones, there are still some ones, there are still some ones.

. ""

Wei Shaobai stunned: "What do you say in Yangshan?"

"I mean -borrow it again!" The disciple named Yang Shan suddenly moved his face close to Wei Shaobai, "Like the last time, advance again!"

"Also pre -expending?!" Wei Shaobai was frightened. "Last time we lost our contribution on the settlement date, we made 400 to support the past.

Isn't there only four hundred next time?! "

Yangshan

Shaking his head sharply: "No no, no, this time we will not predetermine four hundred."

The implication of the resistance on Wei Shaobai's face was slightly lighter: "That ... okay. But if you only support one hundred, I'm afraid that if you don't have luck, you will be gone ... How much do you mean? Two? Two? Two? Two?

Hundred?"

"Nothing." Yang Shan shook his head, "I mean -eight hundred!"

"You're crazy!" Wei Shaobai met his expression, and slowly shook his head back two steps back. "Eight hundred! If you lose, we will not contribute to the aura for a whole round!

At that time, Xiu was retreat from Danshu, and even eight hundred could not be available in the future! "

"It's because you always want to lose, so you can't win!" Yang Shan seemed excited, his eyes stared at the blood, "you think about it! Just like what you just said, the cost of less cost is not many without a few hands, and there are not many without a lot of luck.

If you want to win, you must have a thick capital to get a good luck! If you have 800 again, the 400 hundreds of at hand are 1,22,24,24!

You can win one! At that time, everything will come back! I don't have to die for this Ding Dian aura to live a day, you also have contributed to your parents and mother for Changchun Dan! "

Seeing that Wei Shaobai had some movement, Yang Shan hurriedly said while hot, "Don't forget, we have a must -win law! As long as the capital is enough, we will definitely win!"

Wei Shaobai shook it clearly, his lips twitched unconsciously, raised his right hand, lifted and lowered, and lifted it down. Yang Shan looked straight at Wei Shaobai, waiting for his trembling hand to finally fall on himself.

On the shoulders, a concentrated smile was revealed. A punch hammered on Wei Shaobai's chest: "This is right! Good brothers are going and retreating, I have shared it with you as good things.

Let me fight with me? "

Yang Shan took Wei Shaobai back to the middle of the crowd, and shot his hands and Wei Shaobai's hand again on the table. He said to the tablecloths on the tablecloth on the tablecloth: "Wu Tou! The two of us are the two of us!

The next time the next time, the total amount is 1,000! "

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The building outside the door was iron -blue. He did not expect that Xiaobai, who hadn't seen each other for half a year, would become a gambling stick!

Gambling with leisure money, gambling with savings left for the future, gambling with daily expenses, borrowing money to gamble, and finally using your own money that you can't afford to bet — Lou Wuchen can almost clearly in your mind

The process of sketching Xiaobai's step to fall.

Maybe he started to play with the mentality of playing two with his same leisure and entertainment. Perhaps the original victory made him illusory, and maybe he just wanted to take a shortcut to change a precious bottle of Changchun Dan to his parents -but no matter what he had

What kind of opening, at this time Wei Shaobai has been completely eroded by the toxins called gambling.

Lou Wuchen has never heard of the gambling dog who has taken money to bet on this step. If it was in the previous life, I heard someone who had borrowed money at home to bet on gambling sticks. Lou Wuchen's only suggestion

It is to cut off the relationship and no longer. At this degree, gamblers are almost impossible to be regarded as people. They are beasts wearing human skin.

And torture!

However, at this moment, Lou Wuchen remembered the old -fashioned family owner, but he couldn't make this decision in his heart. In the final analysis, Wei Shaobai was just a fifteen -year -old child who had not grown up.

Without graduation, but unfortunately being polluted by such an environment, how can he be so lightly broken? And since he still has feelings for his parents, is there any room for recovery?

Hope that a gambler is not the kind of rotten gambler -this is also a gambling mentality?

"I will find a way ... bring Xiao Bai back."

——Elou Wuchen remembered what he said to the owner of the Wei family in the morning, and laughed and smiled bitterly. This time, I really found himself a good job.

Sure enough, free things are the most expensive ...
Chapter completed!