Chapter 258: I am a poor man

(} Text] Chapter 2 I am Poor

"Well, quite graceful."

Upon hearing this, Feng Hao thumbed up at Shi Kun, and said in his mouth, "Since this is the case, Miss Shen Yun, let me change it for you?"

"Ok."

Shen Yun nodded.

"One piece is 4,820 gold coins, one piece is 5,900 gold coins, hiss! ... Ms. Shen Yun, you're still willing, you can also open such expensive wool."

Grabbing the two pieces of wool at random, and looking at the price on the top, Feng Hao deliberately surprised and sounded. This way, especially like people who have not seen the world, let a few men show scornful eyes.

"I change, don't you think?"

Before leaving, Feng Hao raised an eyebrow at Shi Kun again, asking deliberately.

"This..."

The pair of eyes around him who looked at him looked at himself, and Shi Kun couldn't say anything negative, and then his face twitched, "No problem!"

"Well, it's so polite, I'm not as good as you."

Feng Hao praised again, when turning around, the corner of his mouth was a wicked smile.

He was very clear that basically everyone in the family of Shishi was proud and arrogant, and had the best face, straight bones, and would not bend over, even if the head was covered with blood, they would always hit it.

"Well, I am poor and not so rich to you."

Looking at the aura of wool in the hall, Feng Hao shook his head and walked towards the ordinary wool area.

Originally in the medium-sized gambling stone workshop, only more than 10,000 woolen materials were doubled here. However, there are almost 110,000 gold coins. It is not a problem to choose four woolen materials.

Under the gaze of everyone's eyes, his eyes remained as usual, but when he walked by, his palm swept over the wool, and he picked it up from time to time, then lowered it, and occasionally knocked, as if listening to the sound inside Such a bizarre selection of stones made Shi Kun and a few men very confused.

It looks like a pretense, but there seems to be some truth to it.

"Is it a special phase stone technique?"

Shi Kun squinted.

There is no wonder that the world is big. Since this boy is called a master, he must have his strengths.

"Hmm! ... Is he playing monkey?"

"Huh! I don't know what it means!"

"This is their lucky master? Did he choose the stone by luck?"

Several men ridiculed, all dismissive of Feng Hao's behavior.

"Hey! ... you guessed it, Master Lucky, with luck!"

"Boys, when you see the master's luck, you will understand!"

"The master will never lose!"

The gamblers who heard it all retorted and made a few people more depressed, but they just opened their mouths, how did they say thousands of gamblers?

After being ridiculed, several of them looked at the boy with resentful eyes.

It's him!

They made up their minds, and they must step on the soles of these lucky **** masters in order to vent their hatred.

The eyes were clear, with a smile on his face. He walked around in a circle and brought four pieces of wool, each of which was about 20,000 gold coins. There was no aura, just like a random ordinary stone. With a few men, all are relieved.

This man is really choosing stones with luck!

Gamblers are different. They trust Feng Hao almost blindly. When they see Feng Hao's shot, they all feel relieved and wait to see the jokes of these high brothers.

The people in the Xiangshi family have fine eyes, sweeping around a few pieces of wool, and want to show some clues on it.

However, they were disappointed. There is nothing special about these pieces of wool, and there is no special texture on them. After staring for a long time, they can only give up.

"Good choice, Miss Shen Yun, what do you think?"

The four pieces of wool were dropped on the ground, Feng Hao smiled and called to Shen Yun.

"Ok."

Shen Yun nodded. In fact, she couldn't see anything, but she was defeated anyway, and she could only choose to believe the boy in front of her.

"Hey, don't be tempted, it seems you are one more."

Feng Hao bent his corner of the mouth and smiled at Shi Kun aside.

Now, it has become Shen Yun's five pieces of wool, but Shi Kun has only four pieces. However, Shi Kun has issued fifteen pieces of Wujing, one piece ahead of Shen Yun.

"Anyway!"

In his eyes, the orange mang shook, glanced at a few pieces of wool, and Shi Kun said with a smile on his face.

"Haha! Be polite."

Feng Hao exaggerated, turning to Yu Xiao, "Rain is old, you can continue to start."

"Ok."

Yu Xiao nodded, just stepped forward, reached out and grabbed two pieces of wool.

Feng Hao's strength is not clear to him. No matter what kind of wool, even if Feng Hao digs a stone from the ground, he said that Wu Jing would be the one to believe.

"Salsa! ..."

The layers of mud fall from the ground, and the wool is reduced one by one. With the decrease of each piece of wool, there are occasional bursts of shouts.

Now, there are only three pieces of wool left.

The contrast of Wu Jing also became seventeen to seventeen, flat!

In other words, three pieces of wool were opened, and each one was driven out of Wu Jing!

This result made Shi Kun's heart twitch fiercely.

Is this evil? The randomly selected waste material even contains crystals!

Several men also opened their mouths, obviously, this fact cannot be accepted.

This is going against the sky!

Three pieces of Wu Jing were opened in succession. Although one was chosen by himself, Shen Yun was also shocked.

"Sure enough, the ability of this lucky master is not blown!"

She couldn't help but stun the Qingxiu boy aside, watching the faint smile that hung at the corner of his mouth, his heart shaking.

He was so confident in himself!

Even in the face of this genius who has the ancient secrets of the Aishi family, there is no fear at all.

What's more, Shen Yun's tremor is that Feng Hao has not used his purple pupil technique!

"Hey! ... My luck, it really isn't covered."

Feng Hao smiled smugly, and it looked so indignant in Shi Kun and several men's eyes.

"The wool I choose must be crystallized, right?"

"Yes! Haha! ..."

As soon as he spoke, all the gamblers were in harmony, and Shi Kun's face sank.

"Salsa! ..."

The two pieces of wool kept shrinking in Yu Xiao's hands. In the end, the two pieces were waste and turned into a pile of dirt. Immediately, the smile of Feng Hao's mouth froze, and he smiled wryly.

"Hey! No, no."

"Haha! ..."

As a result, it was still seventeen to seventeen, but Shen Yun still had a piece of wool with 23,000 gold coins.

In other words, is this tie a tie? It's hard to say.

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