Chapter five hundred and twentieth IX Willing to Bet
Six o'clock, the six red dots are so dazzling.
"How could you make a six when you were asked to lose?" Lu Fan said reproachfully.
Liu Yingying's eyes were full of smiles: "It's not my fault. It can only be said that I am very lucky. I don't even want to lose to God..."
"A draw." Ma Zicong said disappointedly: "One more try."
He held the dice in his palm, prayed secretly for a while, and then put the dice into the sieve cup.
Wow…
After shaking it for a long time, it suddenly opened: one point.
Ma Zicong's face turned green, his eyes were dull, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes kept twitching.
He felt like he was being played by God.
Lu Fan glanced at Liu Yingying: "It's up to you."
Liu Yingying gave him a white look with her beautiful eyes. She grabbed the dice cup with her slender white jade fingers and shook it gently a few times. When she opened it, it was two o'clock, which was just a little bigger than Ma Zicong.
Lu Fanyu looked at Liu Yingying earnestly: "If you win, you win, but you only win a little. Do you know this is very insulting? Your parents have never taught you to be kind. Didn't your parents teach you that? It's too much.
I can’t stand it anymore.”
"..." Ma Zicong had the urge to vomit three liters of blood.
Several more men stepped forward to challenge Lu Fan, but in the end, no one was Lu Fan's opponent. Lu Fan didn't even drink a glass of wine, but instead drank people like Ma Zicong to a pulp.
"Little handsome boy, did you cheat?" A pure and beautiful girl with neat bangs looked at Lu Fan and asked curiously.
"That's right, there's no way you can always win in a game of luck."
"It must be cheating!"
"..."
Lu Fan smiled: "I'm willing to admit defeat. If you think I'm cheating, you can find evidence that I'm cheating. I'll drink all the wine in the bar."
How could a great master of ancient martial arts still lose while playing dice with a few dudes? Lu Fan could have been killed by a headlong collision when he went out.
"I won't play dice anymore." Ma Zicong said: "We don't play this much, and we don't have as much experience as you. Let's arm-wrestle. I want to arm-wrestle with you!"
"Isn't it good?" Lu Fan said.
"Why, are you scared?" Ma Zicong said sarcastically: "We have never done any physical work. If the soy sauce is poured at home, there will be servants to help it. Ordinarily, you should have an advantage over us in terms of physical strength. You
What are you afraid of?"
Ma Zicong showed off his status and the gap between Lu Fan and them without leaving any trace.
And few people know that he is not only from the Ma family, but also a peak warrior! Although he has achieved such achievements at this age, he can only be regarded as average or above average in the Ma family, but in the outside world, he is still enough to look down on all his peers.
For arm wrestling, he was 100% sure that he would find a venue and ask Lu Fan to get down and get out of the bar!
"That's what I mean. My advantages are so obvious. Isn't it better to bully you?" Lu Fan pushed Liu Yingying away with his hand and put her head on his shoulder, and asked: "Then let me try with them?"
"Okay!" Liu Yingying said excitedly: "We must let them get drunk and get out of here!"
"I'll do my best." Lu Fan said, "No matter what, we are all friends."