Wu Qingling's eyebrows almost stood up, and the violence in her heart could hardly be suppressed. When did someone dare to plot against him so blatantly? And the most important thing is that at this moment, he really doesn't dare to show his face and let others kill him. The frustration is even more intense.
So Wu Qingling couldn't wait to open the cup to see the result. No matter he won or lost, he wanted to leave here as soon as possible. He was worried that he would lose his mind if he stayed for a long time.
Zhang Yan looked as if nothing had happened. He did not deliberately provoke or add fuel to the fire to stimulate Wu Qingling, who was obviously really angry. He opened the dice cup in front of him with a smile.
"Wow!"
"That... is all broken?! How did you do it?"
"How many points does this count?"
"That's bullshit! The dice are all broken, where did the points come from? Zero points! This is awesome! The worst that can happen is a draw. No loss, no win."
Just like the noise nearby, Zhang Yan, who was the first to open the dice cup, saw a pool of fine white sand in front of him, with no red dots representing the points visible. Zero points.
Others were surprised, but Zhang Yan himself didn't think it was anything. The warrior can use skillful energy or vitality to make the dice in the dice cup collide with each other and shatter. As a monk, he can do this with spiritual energy, and it is not even difficult. After all, this is not a delicate job.
But Zhang Yan looked curiously at the dice cup in front of the warrior sitting on the banker's seat a few feet across. Although Zhang Yan was in a "defensive" position just now, and he resisted the opponent's combat attack without any counterattack, it did not mean that the opponent could complete the "zero point" without any worries.
You must know that the dealer's seat was still under the influence of the lucky charm just now. In many cases, the decline of fortune cannot be viewed with common sense, and often leads to ridiculous results.
After taking a look at Zhang Yan's dice cup, there was no change in the expression on the warrior's face. He probably knew from the moment Zhang Yan blocked his combat skills and directed Wu Qingling towards Wu Qingling that shattering the three dice in the dice cup was a big deal for Zhang Yan. It's not that difficult to say. I knew in my heart that I might only get the smallest gain this time.
Opening the dice cup, the appearance inside was almost the same as that of Zhang Yan's dice cup. The three dices were all broken into fine slag.
"It's zero o'clock again?!"
"draw!"
"How on earth did you do this! Master!"
"Eh! That's not right! Look carefully at those scraps!"
"Huh? Is this...a bit?!"
At first, they were still surprised by the "tie", but soon someone discovered something different and even exclaimed. As more and more people began to exclaim, even the faces of the people in Tongqianfang became as ugly as constipation.
It was seen that although the three dices were shattered in the dice cup just like Zhang Yan's dice cup, the strange thing was that the powder was not pure white, but there was obviously a lot of red powder floating on it.
White is the true color of the dice, and red is the painted red of the points on it.
This is nothing, after all, compared to the actual color of the dice, the red paint is really a small amount, so it doesn't matter if they are mixed together.
But the scene in front of me now is extremely strange: the red paint powder seems to have been deliberately gathered in half, floating compactly in the middle of a large amount of white, and there is a relatively formed circle.
This... there is a red dot in the middle of the white bottom. Isn't this just a "dot"! Is there still such a method in the world?
The veins on both temples of Wu Qingling were twitching. She raised her hand to lift the table, took a deep look at Zhang Yan, turned around and left. When she came to the door, she shouted angrily, "The store will be closed for ten days."
Is Mr. Wu admitting defeat? ! Isn't this too strange? Judging from how angry Mr. Wu was when he left, he could not bear to cause any trouble to this smiling young man? What is the background of this young man! ?
In addition, the most talked about thing is that the broken dice at the end actually came together to form a "dot". It is hard to believe that this is a coincidence. But it can only be a coincidence.
Is the banker too unlucky, or is the smiling young man opposite just too lucky?
Wu Qingling left angrily. He felt like his lungs were going to explode. If he stayed in Qianfang, he would definitely lose control, so he left directly. But before leaving, he still gave Qianfang an explanation, that is, the store would be closed, and it would be closed for a full ten days. As for the outcome of the final round, he didn't say anything, but with the result in front of him, there was no need to say more. This time with Tongqianfang, he admitted defeat.
Zhang Yan smiled and began to collect money, ignoring the livid faces and cannibalistic looks of the croupiers and croupiers in Tongqianfang.
"Thank you all for being witnesses today. I don't want everyone to be empty-handed. I'll use the money to treat you all to a drink tonight." Zhang Yan seemed very happy to have won the money. The remaining two thick stacks of money were not put into the coin. The man came to the linen bag at the last moment, but after speaking a few words in a loud voice, he threw it into the sky, describing it as wanton.
Not to mention throwing money, if you throw a handful of rice balls, someone will pick them up, and the scene will naturally become full of excitement. Not to mention the gamblers present, who would let go of this unexpected windfall? There were two big stacks of money tickets, and they were all large. Picking two or three of them was enough to make me laugh for a while. Even the people in Tongqianfang and Tongqianfang who were glaring at Zhang Yan angrily and wishing to kill him a moment ago are no longer immune to this. Even if they hate Zhang Yan to death, they will not stop them from grabbing the money Zhang Yan gave away.
No one noticed that Zhang Yan moved his feet intentionally or unintentionally as he walked through the crowd with a smile, and seemed to take something from the broken table that was in a mess next to him.
After walking out of Qianfang, Zhang Yan took a deep breath. Today's harvest exceeded his previous expectations. Not only did he win a large amount of money, he also successfully obtained what he had planned before. At the same time, due to the lack of defensive power in the Wu Mansion, he allowed seven paper talismans to invade. Without much effort, he found the room where Wu Qingling stayed, and also brought back something.
Even the timing was just right. As soon as Wu Qingling left, the paper talisman in Wu's mansion came out, and no one noticed anything strange at all.
I went to the bank first and deposited all the money I won. Zhang Yan is not ready to let his family know about this for the time being, mainly because he is worried that they will not be able to accept it for a while and will be frightened instead. After a period of time, after the Wu family's affairs are settled, the money will be used to give the eldest brother Zhang Shun as start-up capital to expand the store.
When I got home, my mother Wang Lanping happened to be finishing cooking. Zhang Yan helped as usual, and then went to the wheelchair shop to pick up his elder brother and younger sister. After the family had dinner, they chatted briefly and then each washed up and went back to the house to sleep.
Only then did Zhang Yan take out today's harvest from his arms: a piece of sawdust stained with blood; four hairs of different lengths.
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