With a crisp sound, when everyone looked around, a magic pen fell to the ground and bounced lightly.
Han Sanqian frowned: "Master Ruyu, what does this mean?"
Mr. Ruyu smiled softly, and then, with his free hands, he clasped his fists slightly and said simply, "Ning is so bold that you didn't ask the young master for his name?"
"If I don't have a good name, I'll just follow what I just said and call him Han." Han Sanqian said.
Mr. Ruyu nodded: "I am Ning Ruyu, the only son of the Thirteen Houses of the Demon Clan. If there is a chance in the future, I hope that Mr. Han and Mr. Ning can have contact."
After saying that, he bowed neatly to Han Sanqian, then looked at City Lord Zhu and said, "I'll admit defeat."
"Admit defeat?"
When they heard this word, everyone was shocked.
At this time, the gambler was even more exaggerated. When Han Sanqian wanted to make three moves, he almost collapsed. But when Han Sanqian failed to lose with two moves, he was desperate and saw the real truth. Hope, excitement and anxiety have basically made the gambler sweat all over.
Not only were the palms of his hands almost wet, but even his forehead was like rain.
He was wiping his sweat frantically, his mouth was dry, his tongue was dry, he was restless, and he was staring at the stage with all his energy.
But what made him sweat even more was that Han Sanqian really resisted the third attack. He frantically licked his lips with his tongue to relieve his tension.
He bought Han Sanqianying. If he successfully bet on the one hundred thousand amethyst, then he would be compensated three hundred and twenty times. He would be able to get more than thirty million in compensation. How could this not make him lose all his money? Are people so nervous that they go crazy?
Gamblers are nervous, and obviously the banker is even more nervous.
He can't get the 32 million amethyst, but damn, he has to pay for it.
If before the start of the game, he was still dreaming about spring and autumn, very comfortable and extremely leisurely thinking about waiting until the end of the game and collecting the wealth of the dog bettors by sitting on the bank, then now, he has completely entered the game. The six masters have reached the realm of godlessness.
The entire gambling stake is only a few million. If something like this happens, not only will the gambling bet be wiped out, the key is that you will have to pay for it for the rest of your fucking life.
But just when all parties had their own thoughts, at this moment, Mr. Ruyu admitted defeat, which directly broke the defense of everyone present.
"boom!"
First of all, the man sitting in the bank was very proud before, but now he can only be described as lost. He stumbled to the ground, his eyes full of despair.
The people who placed bets next to them were all extremely stunned, as if they were struck by five thunders.
There was only one person, and his whole body was trembling crazily at this time. Almost like the person sitting in the village, his body fell directly to the ground due to weakness in his legs and feet.
But what is different from the dealer is that one has completely lost all hope, while the other is too excited to stand still.
"What the hell, Mr. Ruyu, are you going to fucking give up?"
"Holy shit, how much did that kid pay you to fucking fight the game, right?"
"Trust, it must be trust. Otherwise, the good-for-nothing boy on the stage must be Miss Zhu's love interest. He is colluding with City Master Zhu and Young Master Ruyu to go through the procedures and perform here."
Many people were angry and shouted angrily at the stands.
But in response to these scoldings and excited people, City Lord Zhu unexpectedly and unexpectedly glanced at Mr. Ruyu and asked, "Are you sure?"
After speaking, he glanced at the crowd below who were looking angry.
After all, Master Ruyu's actions at this time have completely and completely angered everyone. If he gives in at this time, not to mention the issue of face, even those who are furious will take action directly, thus threatening Master Ruyu. life safety issues.
Mr. Ruyu smiled bitterly, looked at the angry crowd in the audience, and shook his head bitterly: "Even if they hold a knife to my neck, I still choose to admit defeat."
After saying this, he saluted Han Sanqian again, turned around and walked off the stage.
The audience was instantly in chaos, with countless people rushing towards Young Master Ruyu...
