"Ding Mao? But that great talent who wrote "Die Lian Hua"?"
Doulu Oiran's eyes brightened slightly and he couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, miss, it is that talented man. I also heard that this talented man comes from the Sun family in the capital, and is the son of the Sun family. But..."
"It's just what? In front of me, just say what you want!"
Douluo Oiran frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
When the girl saw this, she immediately said:
"It's just that people say that Mr. Sun can win the second level without using force!"
"oh?"
When Doulu Huakui heard this, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes. She raised her eyes to look at the girl and couldn't help but ask:
"Where did this statement come from?"
"I heard people say that Mr. Sun's own strength seems not to be very good. The reason why he was able to become the leader was all because of his family background."
Speaking of this, the girl's eyes clearly showed a bit of disappointment.
"Master Sun's first opponent took the initiative to admit defeat. And his second opponent was our military attache. But... the military attaché was very serious about betraying him. I heard that Mr. Sun just made a mistake. He punched the military attache and knocked him away."
"You know, miss! Even Mr. Xu could barely survive the military attache's ten moves. This Mr. Sun is clearly cheating!"
At this point, the girl's pink cheeks were already flushed from suppressed anger. Because she never thought in her wildest dreams that Mr. Sun, who came from the capital, would be so worthless.
The Oiran Competition is for those who are capable. How can you rely on your own background to win?
If this is the case, it is obviously a victory without force!
Doulu Oiran seemed to see the dissatisfaction on the girl's face. She just smiled slightly and continued:
"That's all, family background is part of strength. Besides, the first level of "Die Lianhua" is enough to prove that Mr. Sun is extraordinary, isn't it?"
Hearing this, the girl couldn't help but pout.
"I still think Mr. Xu is much better than him. Besides, a person who can bribe the military attaché might have copied someone else's first poem!"
This time, Douluo Oiran did not argue with the girl, but smiled faintly and shook his head slightly.
With the level of this poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers", a talented person who can write it can be ranked in Wenchang Pavilion based on this poem alone.
How could such a person bow down to a mere Sun family master? What is clearly waiting for him is a great future!
Moreover, among the powerful families in the capital, the Sun family does not exist. Come to think of it, the Sun family is not really a wealthy family in the capital.
Thinking of this, the interest in Doulu Oiran's eyes became more and more profound.
"Counting the time, it's time for them to come back too?"
After hearing the question from her oiran, the girl immediately came back to her senses. She stretched her head out of the window, looked at the sun, and then said:
"Miss, looking at the time now, they should be coming back..."
"Miss, I have already seen them! That Mr. Sun has indeed obtained the leader of the second level. What should we do, miss! Our target is obviously Mr. Xu..."
"Okay, you don't have to worry about this. I have my own sense of discretion."
Douluo Oiran said, got up and walked to the window. Through the wooden window, she looked far away at the contestants returning on the street not far away.
It was obvious that the person walking in the center was Mr. Sun.
As for Mr. Xu's figure... he didn't seem to return with the other contestants.
…
Outside the competition venue,
When the dealer heard that the military attache announced that Ding Mao had won the second level, he was completely stunned.
He looked into the competition venue and swallowed hard.
Straight bitch! Didn't the young master say that the leader of the second level is his target?
What's going on? My young master's belongings were taken away by others?
As he was complaining, he suddenly realized that something big had happened this time!
Don't forget that just now, you made two big bets from your own hands.
One is two thousand taels, the other is fifty thousand taels, and there is a small list of three hundred taels.
In addition, it seems that there are many retail investors who have also placed bets...
Moreover, the fat man who bet two thousand taels seemed to have plugged the loophole in the bill.
If that's the case, wouldn't he have to pay more than five hundred thousand taels of silver? ?
Thinking of such a huge amount, the banker's mouth felt extremely dry.
He swallowed hard, and almost subconsciously, the idea of running away with the money came up in his mind.
Not to mention myself, even Mr. Xu behind me couldn't get such a large amount of money.
Unless the Xu family comes forward, they will definitely not be able to afford the compensation.
But the Xu family is not a fool, how could they provide this money?
So in the end, it must be me, the "temporary worker", who will bear all the blame.
At this moment, the dealer has even imagined in his mind the image of himself squatting in prison, waiting for the Qiu Queen to be beheaded.
For a small person like him, in the eyes of Mr. Xu, he is dead, so what can he do?
Thinking of this, the banker couldn't help but feel guilty.
Almost subconsciously, he stuffed all the large banknotes he had just placed into his arms.
Then he secretly looked around and saw other melon-eating people, still paying attention to the defeat of the leader of the second level.
Immediately he bent down and prepared to take the opportunity to escape.
However, what he didn't notice was that a pair of sharp eyes were staring at him from beginning to end.
At this moment, Zhu Qing stood outside the crowd, staring at the dealer's every move.
He paid no attention to the controversy surrounding the second stage of the Oiran Competition.
Are you kidding me? With Yang Gong's cultivation level, he can easily defeat a military attaché who has just entered the realm of a great martial artist.
Therefore, there is no suspense at all in this competition.
The banker, on the other hand, holds in his hand all the belongings he has saved over the past few days.
If he ran away, he wouldn't have anywhere to cry!
Therefore, from beginning to end, Zhu Qing's eyes were always fixed on the banker.
Seeing that the other party was really planning to run away, he followed him almost immediately.
At this moment, the banker ran away with his head in his arms, running wildly and turning into the alley in Wucheng.
After he passed through seven or eight alleys, he panted heavily and stopped.
He rubbed his chest, but a twisted look of excitement flashed across his cheeks.
All these banknotes are mine!
What a bullshit Mr. Xu, what a bullshit Ding Mao, you are just a bunch of idiots.
When I take these banknotes and flee to the southern states, I can buy a lot of land no matter what.
He was just imagining the beautiful life in the future when suddenly a playful voice came from his ear.
"Dealer, where are you going in such a hurry?"
Some people died, but not completely...
