What hasn't Su Mu ever gambled on? He just hasn't gambled on his life.
Besides, what qualifications does a mere Pei Mingqiu have to risk his life?
Su Mu continued:
"The two conditions I gave you just now are only one, and the second is that I will capture you."
Su Mu's plan is very simple.
Don't talk nonsense, I just want to flatter you.
Every time a group of people appeared who wanted to mess with him, he would emphasize a point.
Any means, whether cruel, spicy, mean, or sinister, just do it to him personally.
He took it all.
However, you must never try to influence the people around him.
Especially women.
This is his bottom line and his reverse scale.
Whoever touches it will die.
He was killed, so he admitted it.
But I can't touch my wife.
Since you have done it, you must bear all the consequences.
Pei Mingqiu seemed to have caught Su Mu's weakness and sneered contemptuously:
"There's so much nonsense, I don't dare to risk my life, what else do you have that is worthy of my action?"
Su Mu turned back to Jiang Wangshu and asked:
"Lao Jiang, are you afraid of death?"
Jiang Wangshu smiled softly and said:
"It depends on how you die, what? You want to gamble with my life?"
Su Mu actually nodded:
"Yes, you know, my life is more important, so I am going to play with your life, do you agree?"
Everyone in the bar was silent and shocked.
Even Feng Siming's expression changed slightly. He frowned slightly, looked at Su Mu and said:
"Su Mu, do you really want to make a big deal out of this?"
Su Mu seemed to have heard some big joke:
"Did I make a big deal out of it? I was here with my brothers, having wine and beauties, smoking cigars and talking nonsense, and suddenly a group of idiots jumped out to smoke, and some people went to Dongyang to tease my woman, and now they still say
Did I make a big deal out of it? Are you people's brain circuits so strange? In other words, in your eyes, we people are destined to be submissive and serve as your lackeys, slaves, and even the leeks you harvest.
?”
Feng Siming smiled and said:
"Don't forget what kind of person you are."
Su Mu didn't bother talking nonsense and turned to look at Jiang Wangshu:
"Lao Jiang, have you thought about it?"
In Jiang Wangshu's mind, there were literally ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzing by.
This fucking guy is my good brother.
When good things happen, I never think about myself. When I risk my life, I am there to stop him.
But what can Jiang Wangshu say?
He can't tear down his brother either.
It was naturally impossible for Su Mu to participate in that battle, and he was not allowed to risk his own life.
so……!
He sighed and said depressedly:
"Is there any benefit?"
Su Mu chuckled, and his expression was as mean as possible.
Suddenly, a card was inserted:
"Let's spend the pocket money first. It's not much. I got it from my cheap father-in-law. It's only 10 billion US dollars. When I win a lot of money after a while, I will give you another 100 billion US dollars as a reward for lending your life.
"
Jiang Wangshu made a sound and swallowed hard.
He wanted to cry.
Woohoo, I'm considered rich.
"I'll sell you ten times, remember to pay it all in one go."
Now it was Su Mu's turn to quit.
"Dream, just this once, do it or not."
In fact, Jiang Wangshu felt very warm in his heart.
They are indeed good brothers.
The Jiang family has a different positioning. When it comes to money, just spend enough.
A terrifying amount of wealth really suddenly appeared. Even if it was innocent, it would be difficult to talk about it.
When Su Mu threw out a card in front of so many people present, no matter how much money he had, it still made sense.
After all, Jiang Wangshu's life was being used as a bet.
Even if Su Mu secretly gave it to Jiang Wangshu, he might take it, but he wouldn't dare to spend it.
Otherwise, no matter how clean the reputation of the Jiang family is, it may be stained by some rumors.
Since Jiang Wangshu agreed, the other party must also come up with enough chips.
Su Mu didn't risk another life, but he had something in his hand.
If the Tianhe Pei family is not embarrassed to the point where they can no longer afford to wear underpants, how can they be worthy of Pei Mingqiu's jumping up and down tonight?
So he looked at Pei Mingqiu and smiled extremely brightly:
"I promise you, I will accompany you on whatever you want to bet or play, but I have to decide the bet. You have to bet on Jiang Wangshu's life, but this is not enough. I also want to be the young master of Tianxing.
When I sign a sect blood contract with you, I will bet everything on the Tianxing Sect and my wealth. If I lose, all this will be yours. If you lose, you have to bet enough to pay the compensation."
"Do you dare to bet?"
"Can you bet?"
"If you don't dare, just hug the Yu family nanny you found and go home to give birth to the baby."
"You really don't dare?"
"Why did you change your face? Look, your face is red. Are you shy? It's okay. The old nanny of the Yu family loves you. Do you want her to feed you some milk now?"
Pei Mingqiu gritted his teeth, eyes spitting fire, staring at Su Mu, wanting to pounce on him and tear this bastard alive.
It's so irritating.
But the last trace of reason left in his heart was warning him crazily.
Can't gamble.
Once the ancient martial blood contract is signed, the entire sect cannot avoid it.
If you win, it goes without saying.
But what if you lose?
Tianhe Villa and the Pei family will all be destroyed.
This is much bigger than gambling on life as he said.
Feng Siming looked at Su Mu, frowned and said:
"Su Mu, do you really not know, or are you just pretending to be stupid? I can ask Pei Mingqiu to apologize to you. How about ending today's matter?"
Su Mu chuckled:
"Okay, let him kneel down and kowtow, then call yourself a son of a bitch three times, and I'll give you this face."
Why couldn't Su Mu see it?
This man named Feng Siming is not as good as those so-called Sons of God, but he must still have a very high status.
He should be the brother, deputy, and confidant of a certain son of God who helps deal with certain things.
The fact that he appears here tonight speaks volumes.
But it doesn't matter at all now.
I just want to play, and it won’t work if you don’t accept the move.
Feng Siming never expected that things would turn out like this.
Obviously, if Pei Mingqiu really kneels down, Tianhe Villa's reputation will be negligible, but this will definitely be a big blow to his eldest brother's reputation.
Among the eight divine sons of the Hall of Heroes, except for the two from the Qinglong clan, who among the other six is not working hard towards the ultimate goal?
Feng Siming looked at Su Mu deeply, then turned his head and whispered something to Pei Mingqiu.
Pei Mingqiu's face became extremely gloomy and tangled, and finally nodded sharply, gritted his teeth and whispered:
"Sir, I bet, but Jiang Wangshu is not qualified to trade his life with me."
Feng Siming nodded, looked at Su Mu, and said slowly:
"Did you hear that?"
Su Mu chuckled:
"That's right, Lao Jiang's life is really not as valuable as a top sect young master, so I agree. If I win, I won't kill him. If I lose, you can take Lao Jiang's life as you please."
Jiang Wangshu...!
Listen to me, I really, really need to thank you.
You are really my good brother.
I know you, and I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes.
Don't you want to gamble?
This grandson gives too much, I can't stand the temptation.
In fact, Jiang Wangshu is not stupid. How could he not understand Su Mu?
This grandson never does anything he is unsure of.
But within three seconds of comforting himself, he became anxious again.