"Mr. Smith." Yun Xiong looked at Smith, but there was not much confidence on his face. Zhou Hua had won eight games in a row, and the balance of victory was gradually tilting towards Zhou Hua.
"This guy has reached his limit. Judging from his appearance, his mental state is very bad. As long as we continue to fight, he will definitely not be able to hold on anymore." Looking at the pale face and sweating profusely,
Zhou Hua, Smith said loudly.
"Good advice, Mr. Smith. I think so too. Zhou Hua will definitely not be able to last long like this. No matter how powerful he is alone, he cannot withstand our battle." Yun Xiong also echoed, but even so, Yun Xiong said
The worry on Xiong's face can be seen by anyone.
"You Chinese people are so perverted. You have tried your best to let him get to this point. What a genius." Smith sighed and walked towards where Zhou Hua was.
Zhou Hua also took a look at Smith. Smith is a typical Westerner. He is relatively tall, about 1.9 meters tall, with blue eyes and blond hair. He wears a shirt on the upper body and a pair of jeans on the lower body. His leather shoes are very polished.
, with a beard of two to three centimeters on his chin. When Zhou Hua looked at Smith, Smith also looked at Zhou Hua.
At this time, John also spoke, "This is the third round of gambling. According to the requirements of the Yunxing Gang, this round of gambling is about European cultural relics and weapons. I have three weapons here.
There are different types. What you have to bet on is to guess their place of production, age, who made them, and who has used them. This refers to more famous people. If not, don’t write. Whoever writes the most complete information will win.
Win.”
"Three weapons?" Zhou Hua was a little dumbfounded. It had always been ten weapons, but now it suddenly became three. But this is a good thing for Zhou Hua. The less he sees, the more he consumes. Now
Zhou Hua still doesn't know if he can see ten more cultural relics, but there won't be much of a problem if he sees three.
"Three is already pretty good. How many more do you want? Almost all ancient weapons are decayed and broken. The number that can be preserved is very small. It is already very good for me to have three. These three weapons I use every year
The maintenance fees paid are quite a lot." In response to Zhou Hua's question, John replied with a bit of laughter. These ancient European weapons are not Chinese cabbage, how can there be so many? At that time, the technology of manufacturing weapons in Europe was quite poor.
, weapons are not durable at all, let alone stored for hundreds or even thousands of years.
"Things are rare and valuable. It is precisely because very few ancient weapons have been preserved, so each piece is extremely precious. Just keep these few, and each one is worth a sky-high price." Smith looked at the three weapons.
Weapon nodded and said, expressing great appreciation for these three weapons. If he didn't know that John would definitely not sell them, Smith would have wanted to buy these three weapons.
"These weapons." Zhou Hua shook his head. These weapons all look good in style, but none of them can be used. Now they are estimated to be destroyed as soon as they are used. The manufacturing level is really not that good, compared with Huaxia
The gap between the top ten famous swords in ancient times is really huge. Let alone the top ten famous swords, even the more famous ones, such as the Qinghong Sword used by Zhao Yun and the Yitian Sword in Cao Cao's hand, are all sharp weapons, even if they are thousands of years old.
Time has passed and it is still as sharp as iron, without any decay. That is the real weapon.
Zhou Hua didn't know anything about ancient European weapons. This was the first time he saw it. If he had to identify it by himself, he would know nothing except that these three weapons include two guns and a sword.
can not tell.
Smith picked up one of the guns and observed it carefully. "What a gun." Smith couldn't help but say in admiration. Smith spoke in English, but Zhou Hua understood it.
"Is this a good gun?" Zhou Hua shook his head gently. The gun looked very fragile. After thousands of years of vicissitudes and past glory, the gun was no longer sharp. As long as you use a little strength
, this gun will definitely be destroyed.
"Humph." Smith snorted coldly, feeling very dissatisfied with what Zhou Hua said just now. It is simply unforgivable that such a peerless gun could raise such doubts. Smith also knows many foreign languages.
There is Chinese. What Zhou Hua just said was in Chinese, but Smith also understood it.
"This sword." Zhou Hua ignored the two guns and couldn't help but pick up the sword.
Zhou Hua didn't know much about the ancient history of Europe, but he still knew some famous figures, such as Alexander, Caesar, the Queen of Egypt, Charlemagne of the Frankish Kingdom, and Napoleon. These were figures who influenced the entire course of European history.
And this sword turned out to be the sword once used by Julius Caesar, which gave this sword an unusual meaning, which destined this sword to be extraordinary.
"Caesar is a legend, and this sword is destined to be a legend." Zhou Hua couldn't help but think in his heart. Zhou Hua was a little speechless. The things that John collected were really not that good. Tang Bohu's paintings are still there now.
There is a sword once used by Caesar. This is only part of the collection. I don’t know what good things are in the other collections. This makes Zhou Hua feel envious and jealous. This John’s foundation is really not ordinary.
thick.
After figuring out the origins of the three weapons, Zhou Hua felt as if his brain was exploding. He knew that this was the result of his excessive use of powers. Countless information impacted his mind, making him unbearable.
, at least his current physical condition cannot bear it.
"Ah." Zhou Hua covered his head and shouted loudly, his face even distorted. The Seven Heavenly Wolf who was closest to him could even see blood drops appearing on Zhou Hua's face. You can imagine how painful Zhou Hua was.
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"Finally can't hold on anymore?" Seeing Zhou Hua's painful look, everyone knew that Zhou Hua had reached his limit. Thinking about it, the continuous battles have continued until now, which is unbearable for anyone.
, Zhou Hua is also a human being and has his limits, and he has reached his limits now.
Zhou Hua endured the pain and picked up the pen and began to write the answer on the paper. Smith also shook his head when he saw this scene. He could feel how painful Zhou Hua was now and how he could still persist at this point. If he had reached this step
, he probably fell down a long time ago.
"You have all finished writing and give me the answers." John looked at Zhou Hua's face, and there was a trace of unbearability in his heart.
Zhou Hua and Smith handed the paper in their hands to John.
"Zhou Hua, can you still persist? If not, then I will discuss it with the Yunxing Gang and temporarily suspend the competition. When you recover, the competition will continue." John said to Zhou Hua.
Zhou Hua shook his head lightly.
"Why, you don't agree?" John couldn't help but frowned. He had good intentions, and it was rare for him to show good intentions. He didn't expect that Zhou Hua would not appreciate it.
"It's not that I disagree, the Yunxing Gang won't give me any time to breathe. Even if you speak, they won't listen." Zhou Hua said with a wry smile, giving him time to breathe, Zhou Hua is very
I'm happy to, but will the Yunxing Gang give him such time? The answer is definitely no. This time is an opportunity for the Yunxing Gang. They will definitely not agree. Even if John speaks in person.
"That aside, let me ask you if you are willing?" John glanced at Zhou Hua and asked in a deep voice.
"Of course I don't have any problems." Zhou Hua nodded with difficulty. Now his head was almost exploding.
"That's good." John smiled slightly, and then looked at the two pieces of paper handed over by Zhou Hua and Smith. Smith was familiar with both Chinese characters and English, so he didn't put much effort into reading the answers from Zhou Hua and Smith.
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"Yes, your answers this time are all very good. They are almost exactly the same. They are exactly the same as the correct answers. Don't you have any objection to this round being a draw?" John said to Zhou Hua and Smith, when he
When he saw Zhou Hua's somewhat distorted face, his body couldn't help but tremble. What kind of person is this? His body is like this, but he can still persist like this. What's even more terrifying is
Yes, he was still able to perform at a superb level and still did not lose under such circumstances. This is simply incredible.
"I have no objection." Smith nodded and said that a draw was acceptable to him. After all, he did not lose, and his opponent was Zhou Hua, a guy who had won consecutively before.
"I have no objection either." Zhou Hua also said, as long as he doesn't lose, he can accept it.
"That's good." John smiled.
Immediately, John shouted in the direction of the Yunxing Gang: "Leader Yun, Zhou Hua is in a very bad state right now. I want him to take a rest before continuing your gambling war. Give John a face, okay?"
Over there, Yun Xiong's face was very ugly. He didn't expect that John would actually make such a suggestion at this time. You must know that John had targeted Zhou Hua before, but now he was clearly on Zhou Hua's side, replacing Zhou Hua.
Zhou Hua said something weird. If he didn't agree, he would have offended John. He knew the power behind John. He couldn't afford to offend him. But agreeing? That was even more impossible. Zhou Hua
Now he is on the verge of collapse. If there is another game at this time, he will win. If Zhou Hua recovers, then he feels that it will be difficult for him to win. How can he give up such an opportunity? Even if it is John who speaks, he