Chapter 217: Bet big


(} Text] Chapter 217 Big Points
"Not satisfied! Why are you satisfied?"
Feng Hao shook his head and looked at Yuan Hong with a tangled look. "I said that you guys, there is no one who is straightforward. Since you want to bet, you have to lose, and you have to deal with the bets, and you are with me. It ’s like forcing you. At that time, betting was also what you asked for, and the bet was also set by yourself. Why is it that you made my mistake now? "
"Yeah! Don't bet if you can't afford to lose."
"That's it, is that the dignified family Shijiajia lives like this?"
"Hey! ..."
Suddenly a variety of ridicules appeared on the scene, making the faces of all Shi Shijia's faces all iron-green, and a pair of angry eyes swept towards the crowd, and those voices slowly fell.
It's not fun to offend the Aiishi family. It's not fun. It's fun to beat down the water dog. They sneakily do it, but it's clear that nobody dares to do it.
"Hum! This time, I bet with you!"
Yuan Hong weighed his impetuous mind, glanced his eyes, looked at Feng Hao, and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to see what kind of art of your Aiishi, how dare you be so crazy!"
"The art of phase stone?"
Feng Hao had a smile on his face, and pursed his lips. "Do n’t you know, I don't know how to use Aiishi? When did I say that I would use Aiishi?"
"Hum! Don't you bet?"
Yuan Hong hummed, pretending to be disdainful, and looked at Feng Hao with a disdainful look.
"If it's Aiishi ... I don't dare."
Feng Hao said with a smile on his face, without caring.
"you!"
Yuan Hong and others did not expect Feng Hao to say so. According to them, those who possess the art of fancy stone are all proud people. When faced with challenges, even if they know they will lose, they will brace themselves. Because, they look good.
But Feng Hao is completely different.
Seeing him answer like this, the audience looked at him stupidly, Yu Xiao was quite surprised.
"Hey!"
Feng Hao still smiled, "I always just said, I am a lucky person, you must not misunderstand, so betting on luck is fine, but do not bet against me."
Explaining in this way, the gamblers have a smile of surprise.
It's too weird to approach something weird like that, if it's really just luck.
However, it is true that Feng Hao has always said that he is just lucky, and never said that he possesses the stone technique.
"Hum! Are you lucky?"
Yuan Hong snorted softly, his eyes narrowed, as if he wanted to see something from Feng Hao's face.
However, he was destined to be disappointed.
Four wool crystals were selected from seven wools, which is almost his limit. If you add experience and luck, it is also possible to drive five.
However, this boy was able to see through the woolen material selected by Yuan Po, and then find out the same amount by himself. Such an act is too scary!
Therefore, if he bets like this, he dare not bet at all. He feels that either, this boy has a pupil technique against the sky, or this boy just has the ability to sense Wujing's special fluctuations.
And his judgment is closer to the latter.
"Yes, it's just luck."
Feng Hao shrugged his shoulders. "So betting on luck, I bet on you, but if you want to bet on something of stone, I'm not willing to be with you."
The technique of Xiangshi can break down the grades contained in wool. This is the current defect of Feng Hao. It is impossible to bet at all.
"Shh! ..."
With such an attitude, the people of the Aiishi family always booed and expressed disdain, thinking that he was ashamed of the Aiishi family.
Seeing Feng Hao so helpless and gambling with him, Yuan Hong felt helpless, his eyes flickered.
Without gambling, he was unwilling to gamble, and he was afraid that Feng Hao had special abilities, and he was immediately in a dilemma.
"It seems ... he has never been said to drive out a spirit iron ... is it ... that his ability can only be sensed that Wu Jing is impossible?"
After filtering the information of Feng Hao, Yuan Hong's eyes lit up again.
When he saw him, his eyes lit up, and Fenghao's mouth raised a trace of a smile.
He knew that the fish was hooked!
"Okay! Let's bet our luck!"
Yuan Honglang murmured, paused, and he said, "But we have to change the gambling method this time."
"Oh, how do I change it?"
Feng Hao raised his lips and asked.
"We each choose one million gold wools, and the number of spirit irons is the victory. Wu Jing is not included!"
Yuan Hong's eyes twinkled brilliantly, looking at Feng Hao's slightly miserable expression, he was even more proud of it.
"This one..."
Feng Hao looked a little hesitant, his eyes flickered, and it seemed that he was poked into the dead spot, and was a little uneasy.
"What? Aren't you lucky?"
When he saw Feng Hao hesitated, Yuan Hong was even more proud of it. There were provocative words, and there was a hint of ridicule and a mockery on the old face.
"Indeed, my luck has always been good!"
"Then why don't you dare to gamble?"
"Did I say I didn't gamble? I bet on gambling. Am I afraid you won't succeed?"
Feng Hao seemed to be irritated, and a little bit of sigh agreed, and yelled, "What's the bet? Wouldn't it be kneeling down again? That's very boring. This bet, I have the final say!"
"Hum! Whatever you want!"
Yuan Hong didn't care about the bet. What he cared about was to win this kid and win the reputation of his own family.
"Hey!"
Feng Hao raised his lips, turned to the side, and said to Yu Xiao, "Yu Lao, can you lend the kid a pound of superb iron as a bet!"
The whole story was shocked.
The price of the best quality iron is at least tens of millions of pounds. If it is a special type of iron with attributes, it can be worth hundreds of millions of gold coins, and it has always been valuable.
In a bet of tens of millions, the gamblers were frightened, all of them were breathing fast, and a pair of eyes with shocking expressions all looked at the beautiful figure.
As soon as the best spirit iron was exported, the people of the various stone families were moved too.
This kind of thing, even if it is a Yuyue Gang, one of the top ten forces, can produce one piece a year, it is considered very good. Sometimes, even for a few years, ten years, it is difficult to produce such a piece.
After all, in everyone's cognition, Need for Iron is already the ultimate existence!
At the moment, Yuan Hong frowned.
Superb spirit iron, Yuan's family naturally has a few pieces, which is about seven or eight pounds, but that is thousands of years of savings, as a bet, it is too luxurious!
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