Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan released the last qualified place and asked all unqualified people present to participate in the group gambling. The content of the group gambling is rock, paper, scissors...
Zilong was high-spirited and proudly turned his head to look at Ma Xiaoquan, with strong contempt in his eyes.
Ma Xiaoquan noticed Zilong and knew that Zilong was demonstrating to him.
Shui Ling'er walked up to Ma Xiaoquan with some dissatisfaction and whispered: "Brother Xiaoma, why is Zilong looking like that? It's so annoying."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and asked Shui Ling'er, "Shui'er, do you want to be the one to send me a message?"
Shui Ling'er blinked her big eyes and looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise: "Brother Xiao Ma, can I do it?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Of course, you will give the order this time. Oh, by the way, blindfold each of them."
Shui Ling'er said oh and walked towards the six people...
"What? Blindfolded? Why?" After hearing Shui Ling'er's words, Zilong became furious.
Ma Xiaoquan said with disdain: "Zilong, stop being such a scumbag. Do you think I didn't see how you won the first two rounds? Your Zi family's team accounts for more than half of these unqualified people. With one look from you,
Everyone will think differently than you, of course you will win!"
Ma Xiaoquan exposed Zilong's background with one sentence, and Zilong's face instantly turned red.
"Ma Xiaoquan, don't slander anyone!"
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand: "That's what I said, eh? You are really interested in it. It seems that your boy did this?"
Zilong was stunned for a moment before he reacted, but the fact was as Ma Xiaoquan said, he did wink at his team members before punching, otherwise, Zilong would not have been able to win two rounds.
"I don't agree, I don't agree!" Zilong shouted.
Ma Xiaoquan shrugged his shoulders: "You don't agree, right? If you don't agree, you will be eliminated directly. Don't influence others just because of you."
"Ma Xiaoquan, you" Zilong was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
"That's enough!" Mr. Zi San suddenly shouted, "Zi Long, follow the rules and don't embarrass my Zi family!"
While Master Zi was speaking, he raised his head and looked towards the top of the hall. He knew that on the top of the hall, his eldest brother was standing.
Zilong also looked towards the top of the hall. He also hoped that his grandfather would suddenly appear to help him resolve the crisis like last time.
But...this time, Zilong's wish came true, and there was no sound from the top of the hall.
Without the support of his grandfather, and the third grandfather being selfless, Zilong had no choice but to follow the rules and cover his eyes with a cloth.
After the six people were ready, Ma Xiaoquan nodded to Shui Ling'er, indicating that they could start.
Although Shui Ling'er was shocked for the first time, she had no stage fright. Although the little girl's voice was milky, it still conveyed a majesty that could not be resisted.
Six people raised their hands and got ready.
Shui Ling'er hummed and then gave the command to punch.
The six people were blindfolded, and no one dared to have other ideas, especially Zilong. Originally, he wanted to threaten the other five people with his wink.
There was no combination of all three punches this time, which meant that the winner had been decided in the third round.
The scene was inexplicably quiet. Zilong couldn't wait to pull off the cloth with his other hand, and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but feel happy.
What he came up with was "rock", and among the other five people, two of them came out like him, and the other three people came out with "scissors".
Rock hits scissors. Rock wins.
Zilong laughed loudly, turned around and pointed at Ma Xiaoquan and said: "Ma Xiaoquan, do you see, I won, I won! Hahaha..."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said: "Zilong, don't get carried away, there are two people like you, you can defeat them before we talk!"
Zilong snorted coldly and glanced at the two people with disdain: "These two people are not worth mentioning. Ma Xiaoquan, just watch. If I win, you can call me grandpa!"
Bei Mingxue was angry, took a step forward and shouted: "Zilong, don't go too far!"
Ma Xiaoquan grabbed Bei Mingxue and nodded to Zilong: "Okay, last time your old man supported you and allowed your kid to escape. This time, we can't let you escape again. Let's play a big game
Yes, calling me grandpa is one thing, but also kneeling down and kowtow three times, how about that?"
Zilong nodded: "Okay! It's a deal."
Ma Xiaoquan snorted coldly, raised his head and shouted to the top of the hall: "Did you hear that, your grandson promised me, if you come out to protect the calf again, don't blame everyone for despising your Zi family!"
Ma Xiaoquan spoke loudly and his tone was very arrogant.
On the top of the hall, the old man of the Zi family crushed the jade ring in his hand with anger.
Next to Mr. Zi, the then head of the Zi family, Zi Shaotian, also had a look of resentment on his face.
"Unless Ma Xiaoquan is eliminated, our Zi family will never have peace!"
As soon as Zi Shaotian finished speaking, an old voice came from behind him.
"Is the Zi family so stingy? Let the younger generation deal with the younger generation's affairs, and the older generation should not get involved, haha..."
Zi Shaotian turned around and saw that it was Bei Mingzheng.
"Master Beiming, do you mean you want to stand up with the Ma family?" Zi Shaotian asked with an unkind expression.
"Haha, no, no, I just think that the fight between two juniors should involve the elders. What do you think, Boss Zi?"
"Huh?" The old man of the Zi family snorted coldly and said nothing.
...
Under the hall, the venue was quiet. There were only three people in the fourth round of group gambling. Calling it "group gambling" was already biased.
Zilong rubbed his knuckles while curling his lips in disdain and staring at the two people in front of him.
Zilong's eyes were full of discrimination and contempt, which made the two people feel extremely unhappy.
These two people are from small wealthy families. Compared to the Zi family, their family can be said to be a drop in the bucket. However, they all have backbone, not to mention that Zi Long looks at the two of them with such eyes.
"Let's fight!" The two looked at each other and instantly reached a certain tacit understanding.
"Humph" Zilong looked at the two of them and said disdainfully: "If you want to win against me, there is no way, so it's just you?"
The two were dissatisfied and said: "Zilong, don't think that just because you were born well, you can trample on our dignity at will. Today, I will let you taste the taste of failure! Come on!"
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Bei Mingxue asked Ma Xiaoquan worriedly: "Ma Xiaoquan, the momentum of those two people is a bit weak. They are likely to lose. What should I do if they lose?"