The Japanese laughed: "Then please send the gamblers out." After that, he turned to the old master of ceremonies: "Mr. Master of Ceremonies, please call the gamblers to come out!"

The old master of ceremonies looked at Shen Chong helplessly and loudly announced for the third time: "Invite the gamblers to come on stage!"

Just when Shen Chong was in a dilemma, Han Feng stood up and said, "I'll do it!" Then he strode forward. Everyone was stunned when they saw him standing up. No one expected that he would stand up. Come out and help.

Shen Chong looked at Fatty Qi with both emotion and surprise: "Brother Qi, does Brother Han Feng know about jade?"

Fatty Qi was anxious and angry: "How could he understand this? He only went out to help because he saw that there was no one here."

Shen Chong almost fainted when he heard this, but then he calmed down: "A dead horse is a living horse doctor. Maybe Brother Han can really prescribe it, but it's not necessarily true."

Fatty Qi also said helplessly: "At this point, we can only try our luck."

Han Feng walked to stand in front of the old man who was the master of ceremonies, and said to the old man: "I'm sorry, I'm late. Please continue."

The old man nodded and announced loudly: "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky! The gods are above, impartial and impartial! Offered at one price, it is difficult to return the horse! I pray to God and make a wish——!"

Han Feng and the Japanese old man walked side by side to the shrine and knelt down.

The old man was officiating:

: "I pray that Tiantian has eyes, and kowtow -!"

: "Worship the earth for its miraculous effect, then kowtow again——!"

: "Worship the gods for their blessings, and kowtow three times——!"

The old man then shouted again: "Bow down to the gods and worship the Jade Immortal, and pray for great luck before your eyes -!"

Han Feng and the Japanese old man came to the case.

Old man: “Bye——!”

Han Feng and the Japanese old man bowed to the jade again and stepped aside.

The sawyer was placing the large stone he had worshiped on the sawing machine. Han Feng and the Japanese old man were already standing beside the table.

The old man stood in front of the two people with a coin and asked Han Feng: "Want the national emblem or the Chinese characters?"

Han Feng thought for a while: "I want the national emblem."

The old man threw the coin high and then used his palm to hold down the copper plate that fell on the table! When he opened it, it was the national emblem.

The old man: "Everything has its first time. It's hard to judge whether it's time or not. Everything depends on luck. National emblem! The store opened with a knife--!" Then he shouted, "Bargain--!"

Han Feng looked at the old man and said helplessly: "You have the final say!"

The old man was stunned: "How can that be done?"

Han Feng could only lower his head helplessly and said to the old man: "Old man, I don't understand, what should I say?"

The old man almost fainted from Han Feng's anger and could only whisper: "How many swords do you plan to decide the outcome?!"

Han Feng could only turn around and ask the old Japanese man: "Old Japanese, how many swords do you want?"

The Japanese old man glanced at Han Feng contemptuously: "Three swords!"

Han Feng also followed him and said: "Three swords!"

Hearing this result, Shen Chong sighed helplessly, and Fatty Qi quickly comforted him: "Forget it, it's just luck now, so just three swords."

Han Feng looked at them and didn't know the meaning of these three swords, which meant a bet of three million. After the three swords were drawn, each sword would have a bet of one million. If Han Feng couldn't get a jade out of the three swords, then This means that Shen Chong will have to pay a total of 6 million, and the jade will have to be taken away by the Japanese.

The old man announced loudly: "Open the stone——!"

Han Feng took the charcoal from the old man's hand and walked to the sawing machine. He looked at the stone, but hesitated and didn't know how to draw it. He could only wave his hand at the old man who was the master of ceremonies. The old man didn't understand what he was going to do and walked over.

Han Feng asked in a low voice: "Uncle, how do you draw this seal?"

At this time, the old man understood that Han Feng was a complete layman, but as a Chinese, he still had to give guidance, but he could not break the rules. He could only say: "Draw a line where there is jade, and saw the stone to see the truth." !”

The Japanese looked at Han Feng and felt very funny. He really didn't understand what role such a completely ignorant young man could play. His eyes turned to the Japanese old man, who also looked at Han Feng with disdain. and helplessness.

After saying this, Han Feng finally understood. He looked at the jade carefully and remembered that Fatty Qi had said that it could not be opened in the middle. After looking at it for a long time, he finally drew a knife edge line with charcoal on the edge.

After carefully verifying it, the old man shouted loudly: "Open the stone!"

The sawyer's feet pedaled hard on the round wheel. The round wheel drove the saw disc through the belt to cut the stone, making a harsh sound! The people watching became nervous, waiting for the old man to announce the result of the first cut.

Shen Chong was pretending to be calm. Fatty Qi simply closed his eyes.

The sound of sawing stopped.

The old man ran over to watch, and then loudly announced: "The sky is so thick with clouds and fog, and the fairyland in the sky is nowhere to be seen——! The first shot of the store was empty——!"

Hearing the old man's shout, Shen Chong suddenly sat down, because Han Feng missed the first shot and gave up the good opportunity to the other party. Although Han Feng didn't understand, he saw their disappointed expressions. , also understood that his sword failed to produce jade and ruined a great opportunity. He looked at Shen Chong and Fatty Qi guiltily and lowered his head.

But Shen Chong showed great perseverance and quickly calmed down. He raised his head and said loudly: "Brother Han, people make mistakes and horses make mistakes. Don't worry about it. There is still a chance."

As soon as he said this, He Xinmin, who was sitting in the back and had been sinking, also shouted: "Yeah, don't worry about it, brother, little Japan may not be able to be opened with a single blow, there is still a chance."

Han Feng looked at them gratefully and nodded, then stepped aside, waiting for the Japanese old man to come forward.

The Japanese old man seemed to be very confident, and did not rush to the stone. Instead, he turned to look at his customer, as if seeking the Japanese's opinion.

The Japanese smiled slyly: "Yes, no one can be sure that a jade will be produced with one strike, so the game would be meaningless, right, Mr. Mishima?"

The old Japanese man named Mishima immediately understood what he meant, nodded with a smile, walked forward slowly, drew a line on the stone casually, and then stepped away.

The old master of ceremonies shouted again: "Open the stone!"

The sawing machine made a harsh noise again! People became even more nervous.

Fatty Qi closed his eyes again! Shen Chong looked at the sawing machine intently. Han Feng also looked at the sawing machine nervously.

The sound of sawing stopped again.

The old man lowered his head, took a closer look, and then straightened up: "The eight hundred miles of dust and smoke was so strong that the good mood was wiped out - and the buyer's first purchase was empty-handed!"

He Xinmin let out a sigh of relief and said thankfully: "It seems that the Japanese are not very good, they didn't come out even after one blow."

However, Shen Chong did not show a relaxed expression at all, but said nervously: "Brother He, you are wrong, he did it on purpose."

"On purpose?" He Xinmin looked at Shen Chong with some confusion, "There was a chance to win, but he deliberately didn't win? Doesn't that mean he gave us the opportunity?"

Fatty Qi seemed to understand what Shen Chong meant, and explained to He Xinmin: "Brother, what Shen Chong meant was that the Japanese was sure that the Han Feng brothers would miss in all three strikes, so he wanted to save the opportunity until the end. This way Not only can he win away the stone, but he can also win six million in bets. He wants to completely put the Shen family to death."

He Xinmin rolled his eyes when he heard this: "This little Japanese devil is too vicious, he is such a bastard." He shouted loudly at Han Feng: "Brother Han, it's your turn, come on, get the jade out, Don’t give the little devil a chance!”

Han Feng looked back at them and nodded vigorously, but he was still very unsure. He could only muster up the courage to walk to the stone again and look at it more carefully.

He Xinmin, Shen Chong and others looked at him with concern, but the Japanese seemed calm and relaxed, not nervous at all.

Han Feng looked around for a long time. There was nothing special about the stone on the outside, and he really didn't know how to cut it. He hesitated for a long time, finally drew another line, and then backed away.

The sound of sawing started again, and Han Feng drove it nervously, looking forward to the result.

The sound of sawing stopped again, and the old man's cry came: "A fish is not as good as a fish in the net, and water is light. I dare to be patient in this world - the store's second shot was empty again!"

Hearing this, Han Feng beat his thigh in annoyance and scolded himself for being useless. The Chinese people present were also very disappointed. There were even a few older people who couldn't stand it anymore and got up and left.

The Japanese still remained very calm. The old man named Mishima walked forward slowly. When passing Han Feng, he deliberately smiled and said: "Young man, don't worry, my sword will still miss." ."

Han Feng looked at Mishima and was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

Mishima continued: "I don't feel at ease if I don't give young people one more chance!" After saying that, he walked towards the stone with a proud smile. Han Feng looked at him angrily and wanted to scold him but finally held back.

The sound of sawing sounded again and stopped again.

The old man shouted: "It's strange that you don't get surprised. You can't come out despite repeated calls - the buyer's second sale was empty-!"

The Chinese people in the stadium were all excited, but they did not dare to hold out any hope, because everyone understood that this was the last chance. If Han Feng missed again, Mishima would never let go of the opportunity again. Han Feng's last stab was also his last chance.

Han Feng hesitated to take a step forward. When he walked towards the sawing machine, Shen Chong suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute." Everyone was stunned and turned to look at him, not knowing what he was going to do.

The Japanese buyer said proudly: "Why, does Mr. Shen want to change his mind? It doesn't matter. I can still offer the initial conditions."

Shen Chong smiled coldly: "Thank you, no need!"
Chapter completed!