I couldn't help but frown because the dice shaken by the sick scholar was already a little bit beyond my control.

"Pa" color cup fell on the table.

The sick scholar stretched out his hand and said, "Please."

I frowned slightly, and did not answer the points, just asked, "What is Xie Yan's relationship with you? What is the purpose of sending him to the Kuaida Gang?"

While speaking, gently stroke the dragon knife.

The sick scholar saw that I didn't answer immediately, and he thrust his body. He was about to be anxious, but when he saw me stroking the dragon sword, he couldn't help but collapse again, saying: "She is my apprentice whom I have been a child. She has been trained for fourteen years, and her mind and skills are the best choices. I sent her to approach the Kuaida Gang, of course I wanted to deal with the Kuaida Gang."

As I spoke, my eyes were full of hatred. I don’t know if it was because I killed his proud disciple or ruined his major affairs. No matter what, I had a deep hatred with me.

Sun Buer sneered, "Fu Kun, don't pretend to be affectionate here. The people you choose are just your tools. What kind of affection do you have? If you have some affection, my finger will not be chopped off by you! You are right, have I trained you for so many years? Well!" Sun Buer said at the end, his chest was so angry that he was fluctuating.

I was shocked. I didn't expect that Sun Buer's finger was chopped off by Fu Kun, as if Fu Kun was trained by Sun Buer. Isn't this avenge of kindness and hatred? Fu Kun is really not a thing.

Fu Kun smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you teach your skills on behalf of your teacher. Of course I remember your affection, but your thoughts are too conservative, you block my way to make a fortune, and you do not give in. How can I make a name for myself? Therefore, if you don't do it, heaven and earth will be destroyed. Senior Brother, don't blame me, you should thank me for leaving you with your life."

Sun Lao Er stood up angrily, pointed at Fu Kun and said, "You still have the face to say, if it weren't for the rules of the sect, how could you let me go on a road of life? You made me swear that you can't bet anymore, you are not allowed to accept disciples, and you are not allowed to leave Puzhou. You want to see that I live without human beings, and no ghosts die by themselves. How could I be kind to save my life? If Lan Ge'er and Yong Ge'er hadn't been pitiful to me, my Sun Lao Er would have starved to death long ago!"

Fu Kun may have been so worried that Sun Laoer said it, so he didn't say much.

Seeing Sun Laoer was extremely angry.

I secretly determined to deal with Kun's murderous intention, and this person must not be kept!

He did not make a profound arrangement for him, but he was also unkind and righteous, and even avenged Sun Laoer.

Although Sun Laoer has no name as a master and disciple, he has the reality of being a master and disciple. I must avenge this revenge of the broken finger.

At this time, the dice in the color cup finally landed.

The reason I just didn't guess the number was because I couldn't guess. The dice kept turning and didn't stop. Everything I guessed was wrong. So I asked the question first.

"Fifteenth Five-Year Plan" I replied.

Fu Kun stretched out his hand and opened the color cup.

Three dices, three, six, five. It is fourteen.

I couldn't help but feel shocked. I used all my strength and found that there was still one point missing.

This sick scholar is indeed awesome.

"Yes, I can guess two, and the other one is a better choice. Your skills are really above my senior brother. It seems that my senior brother still has the vision." The sick scholar smiled and praised.

Although I could hear that he was praising me sincerely, I was very scared.

Fortunately, I tied this person up first, otherwise if I gambled tomorrow and deal with him, I would have lost a lot!

Seeing my expression changing, Sun Lao Er patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged. He has been practicing this trick for decades. You have only been a few months. In terms of qualifications, he is not limited to ten streets and alleys."

"How many months?" the sick scholar said in shock, obviously unable to believe it.

"To be exact, it's two months." Sun Laoer said with a smile.

The sick scholar's face was extremely gloomy and he didn't say anything again. He stretched out his hand and asked for a word.

It's my turn.

I copied it directly, got the color cup, and then quickly shook it.

While shaking, he thought about the shaking method of the sick scholar.

His ring finger and little finger were moving at the time, obviously using dark force, not just relying on his thumb and three fingers.

Is there any trick in between?

I thought to myself, and the thoughts kept turning in my mind, and I felt a breath walking along my hands, and then walked into the ring finger and little finger respectively.

In an instant, the color cup became more agile.

My wrists were trembling, and I couldn't feel the dice in the color cup being rotated rapidly.

The sick scholar looked at my technique and his face changed drastically.

"Senior brother, he just understood what you said, but it was true?" the sick scholar asked.

"Is it true or not, can't you tell?" Sun Buer said with a smile.

The sick scholar sighed softly and didn't say anything else.

I finally tried my best and landed on the ground with a "bang".

Then I didn't ask the sick scholar to guess the number directly, but asked, "How do you want to deal with the Kuaida Gang?"

The sick scholar did not hide now and said directly: "Of course, Xie Yan divided their brotherly relationships, and then made them mess up internally so that they could benefit from it. Finally, they achieved the closing effect."

This trick is powerful. With Xie Yan's ability, it should be able to achieve the effect mentioned by the sick scholar. Judging from Xie Lao Er's angry look, you will know that Xie Lao Er is the first to be broken. It turns out that the soft knife is powerful!

"Then why did you let Xie Yan take the blame?"

"Hmph, ask me, I want to ask you. If you weren't fast, killing most of the elites in the Iron Axe Gang, killing Man Jiang, the Gang Director, and wanting to join forces with the Quick Dagger Gang to deal with us, will I change my strategy and start the secret! If it weren't for you, it would be half a year for fast, and a year for slowing down, I would let the Quick Dagger Gang fall apart. It's a pity that people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations." The sick scholar spoke out bluntly, but when he spoke, he was a little angry and helpless.

What he said should not be a lie, my actions were indeed faster. But it was a coincidence. If it weren't for Huang Chao's help, I wouldn't have been able to destroy most of the elites of the Iron Axe Gang, and I wouldn't have been able to die Ren Manjiang, who is very skilled in martial arts.

I didn't ask again, and stretched out my hand and asked the sick scholar to guess the number.

"Sixteen!" The sick scholar said counting without even a glance.

My heart shrank!

This old guy has such a great gambling skills.

I was discouraged again. I was just relieved by Sun Laoer's calm heart and lost again.

Without turning the cup, I knew that the sick scholar won another sentence.

I couldn't help but feel irritated.

Is it that the difference between him and his gambling skills?

However, Sun Laoer said casually: "People who do gambling are most afraid of being impatient and are more afraid of being too serious about gains and losses!"

My heart suddenly woke up, and my heart suddenly became much clearer.

Yes, I am indeed a little unstable.

Fortunately, Sun Laoer reminded me in time, and I turned around and respectfully served Sun Laoer with a cup of tea. Thank you for your kindness.

I thanked me, but I was so angry that the sick scholar there was.

Then I pushed the color cup to the sick scholar again.

"please"

"How to bet?" asked the sick scholar.

"Continue to guess the size!" I said.

I looked a little competitive, but I felt much more peaceful and I was no longer anxious or impatient.

I want to see clearly what the patient scholars do.

The sick scholar continued to color the cup, and it was a little loose.

I suddenly said again: "If you lose once, your head will fall to the ground."

The sick scholar looked up at me again, seeing that I had no expression on my face, and finally sighed lightly and turned his hand nimblely again.
Chapter completed!