Summary of the previous chapter: Nangong Lin revealed the "Tai Shang Huang"...
The whole scene was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
"Ma Xiaoquan, my grandfather has revealed the Supreme Emperor, so why don't you just admit defeat, haha..." Nangong Lei said proudly to Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head and stared at Nangong Lei closely.
The scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone wanted to see what next... what should Ma Xiaoquan do?
Nangong Lei was startled, and hurriedly hid behind Ximen Jing, whispering: "Ma Xiaoquan, you...what do you want to do?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Nangong Lei, do you think... I, Ma Xiaoquan, will lose?"
Nangong Lei snorted coldly: "That's natural. Although your first two dice numbers are two and three, I, Nangong Lei, use the head on my neck as a guarantee. You can't roll the third dice to five. It definitely can't be a fish."
intestinal."
Fish intestine... As the name suggests, it is named after the fish intestine sword.
There are three supreme emperors, so fish intestines are a weapon to assassinate the emperor.
Two, three, five, fish intestine point, the winner is the Supreme Emperor.
"Haha...two, three, five?" Ma Xiaoquan smiled, "Maybe, I can shake it out..."
Zilong snorted coldly: "Ma Xiaoquan, I advise you to admit defeat. You can't defeat Grandpa Nangong at all. If you admit defeat, maybe I can intercede on your behalf for stealing the book!"
Until now, Zilong still insists on Ma Xiaoquan's "stealing of books". Ma Xiaoquan did not steal books at all. He emphasized so clearly that he was taking advantage of others' misfortune.
On the top of the hall in the distance, the wrinkled old man suddenly frowned and said to the one-eyed old man behind him: "Zi Zhengtian, your grandson named Zilong..." The wrinkled old man said this and said
He did not continue speaking, but shook his head gently.
The one-eyed old man also sighed: "Zilong... what a pity..."
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Ma Xiaoquan held the gourd in his hand with both hands and asked: "Senior Nangong, can I shake it two more times?"
Nangong Lin was so proud that he was not afraid of Ma Xiaoquan shaking the gourd again. With Nangong Lin's eyesight, he could see that Ma Xiaoquan's gambling skills were much worse than his own.
If the dice is in oil, you won't even be sure when you roll it, let alone Ma Xiaoquan?
Nangong Lin's ability to roll out the Emperor's three points was probably due to luck.
"You can do whatever you want, but when the dice comes out of the gourd, you kid, don't be fooled."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Thank you very much, Senior Nangong."
Ma Xiaoquan closed his eyes and tried to calm down. There was originally a lot of noise around him. As Ma Xiaoquan fell silent, his ears naturally blocked the noise around him.
"Ma Xiaoquan, I believe in you, I believe in you..."
"Monitor...we believe in you, we believe in you..."
Faintly, Ma Xiaoquan heard Li Qinghan and the squad members talking.
Ma Xiaoquan slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at Li Qinghan and his squad members.
The ten women nodded gently towards Ma Xiaoquan in unison, their eyes full of trust.
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Ma Xiaoquan, damn you, why are you laughing?" Zilong asked.
Ma Xiaoquan stopped laughing and ignored Zilong's trouble. He said loudly: "I, Ma Xiaoquan, can gain so much trust at this moment, even if I lose, I am willing to do it. Come on!"
After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan shook the gourd in his hand twice, and then gently opened the gourd cover with his right thumb.
There was a soft "bang" sound, and the gourd cover fell to the ground.
Without thinking, Ma Xiaoquan pointed the mouth of the gourd at the oil bowl and dumped it.
"Gulu gulu" The cooking oil sank into the bowl, making the sound of oil mixing. As the last bit of oil was poured out, the third dice also appeared.
The scene became quiet again, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the oil bowl in front of Ma Xiaoquan.
"Plop" the dice came out of the gourd mouth and fell into the oil bowl.
Ma Xiaoquan closed his eyes. Although he no longer cared about winning or losing at this moment, human fear instinct took over at this moment.
Counting the numbers silently in his heart, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly hoped that this moment would be frozen forever.
"God, I have never asked you. If you appear, please protect me..." Ma Xiaoquan muttered in his heart.
The scene was still quiet, Ma Xiaoquan closed his eyes and could not see anything.
After more than a dozen breaths passed, the scene was still quiet. Ma Xiaoquan felt something was not right and asked: "What's wrong, Qinghan? What number did I roll out? Qinghan? Qinghan?"
Li Qinghan was only two steps away from Ma Xiaoquan. Ma Xiaoquan asked three times in a row, but received no response from Li Qinghan.
Ma Xiaoquan was startled and quickly opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Li Qinghan was standing.
At this moment, Li Qinghan's eyes were full of tears, his beautiful hands were covering his mouth tightly, and his beautiful face was soaked with tears.
Looking at the team members next to her, they were hugging each other, and some even collapsed on the ground crying.
Ma Xiaoquan turned his head and looked towards Nangong Lin, only to see that he had a big mouth and stared blankly at the oil bowl. Zi Sanye and Ximen Yin also kept shaking their heads, muttering softly, "Impossible.
impossible......"
Among the wealthy children who were watching, Zilong, Nangong Lei and Ximen Jing had already collapsed on the ground, their eyes dull, as if they had seen the end of the world.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, finally turned his head and looked towards the oil bowl.
In the oil bowl belonging to Ma Xiaoquan, three numbers were clearly displayed.
"Two...three...five..." Ma Xiaoquan read the numbers in the oil bowl gently.
"Fish intestines!" Ma Xiaoquan raised his head and said to Nangong Lin, "Senior Nangong, what I shook out was fish intestines... right?"
Nangong Lin said nothing, but nodded slightly.
Mr. Zi San shook his head with a wry smile and said: "After all, it seems that the final luck is still in the hands of you, Ma Xiaoquan. We... lost... we are convinced that we lost...
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Ximen Yin nodded and said: "Yes, Mr. Ma, with these three bets today, you have taught our senior brothers a very good lesson, haha..."
From Ximen Yin's tone, it seemed that he no longer valued this gamble.
Nangong Lin suddenly burst into laughter and nodded: "Yes, yes, we haven't lost for a long time... Junior brothers, we haven't lost for a long time, right?"