"How did you do it?" Mr. Gao walked over with his waist twisted, his eyes shining with excitement.

Mu Changsheng stood up from his seat and smiled lightly: "Secret!"

This is the magical effect of the Crane Control Technique. When rolling the dice, you can add different amounts of true energy to each side to control the desired points. After shaking the dice, even though he left the table and the dice cup was also isolated from the true energy connection,

He has strong internal strength and exquisite Qi control, and he can still barely flip the dice remotely.

Of course, this process is extremely difficult. First of all, the density of the ancient sunken wood is too thick, which naturally blocks the transmission of true energy. Secondly, after rolling the dice, it must be placed on the dice base. This dice base is made of special material and is better at isolating the true energy.

Even if an average person thinks of using Qi to cheat, and is a master of internal energy, and consumes a large amount of Qi to escape from the body and conduct it to the bottom of the dice, most of them will face failure. Either the amount of Qi is insufficient and cannot penetrate the bottom of the dice, or they invest too much.

Push the bottom of the dice together.

But on the gambling table, if the dice cup moves slightly, it will be noticed immediately. It is really difficult to turn the dice inside silently through the long table and the dice base.

And the masters who can do this are often famous people for a long time. I'm afraid they will be recognized as soon as they enter the door, and they still want to cheat?

Looking at the other person's nonchalant smile, as if he had just done something trivial, Boss Gao felt that the other person's smile was so hateful for the first time.

"Let's talk about your second request. I'm curious about what it is this time."

Boss Gao looked around and saw that there were many people with mixed eyes. He said "Follow me" and led him to the back.

…

When Mu Changsheng won the "God of Gambling" and now changed his name to Gambling, a post was posted on the forum, recording the whole process.

"The biggest bet in the game right now may also be the biggest in the future"

The player clicked in out of curiosity, and after reading it, he cried out that he was sorry.

"This God of Gamblers is really stubborn. He really wants to die and there is nothing he can do to stop him."

"Why do I feel like I wanted to 'spare his life' with the NPC I bet against him at the end, but unfortunately someone doesn't appreciate it. This NPC will be in trouble in the future. When the life bet level is high, he won't be able to die in his turn."

"What's the use of killing an NPC? They can refresh and reset. If you lose, you can't blame others. You can only blame yourself for being too greedy."

"I think it's quite a man to bet on your life. I don't even frown for a few million taels of silver. I just press it up and exchange it for real earth currency. But it's a few million, so why can't I do it?"

"So others can have millions of dollars as bets, but you can only be a spectator."

"Tch, it's not all lost in the end. Any gambler who doesn't leave himself any way out is not a good gambler."

“I don’t know if this guy can make a comeback. He may face pressure from his plan to make a fortune, and he’s waiting for the next step.”

"Did you notice that NPC? I didn't expect Bai Ming to be a casino master."

"What's the use? You can't issue tasks."

…

Hangzhou Chengsun Mansion.

Sun Yubo raised his head and looked at the golden bird jumping back and forth in the cage, with a faint smile hanging on his lips. Occasionally, a bird song came out of his mouth, teasing the toys in the cage.

As a martial arts tycoon in Hangzhou who takes both black and white, he has almost nothing to do except walking birds and feeding fish, and occasionally practicing martial arts, because everything is taken care of by his subordinates.

If the Twelve Feipeng Gang had not been against him, he even doubted that he would be able to live a long life.

Suddenly an invisible ripple enveloped the whole house. He received news from heaven and entered the plot mode.

He put down the birdcage, walked slowly back to the lobby, sat down at the main seat, and ordered his servants to explore around, and called Sun Jian and Lu Xiangchuan together.

"Report, there is a man at the door who calls himself Nan Murong and asks to see my old man."

"Nan Murong!" Sun Yubo was shocked. He could understand both black and white. Naturally, he had a thorough knowledge of the court forces and major families in the Southern Song Dynasty. "What is the purpose of his coming here? Is he just representing the Murong family, or is he?"

What do the Wang family, the four major families behind it, mean?"

"Please come quickly!"

When the servants ran out of the hall, they lifted up their skirts and stood up to greet them.

…

Mu Changsheng had taken off his mask at this time and changed into Murong Fu's appearance, with the title "Nan Murong" on his head, standing outside the gate of Sun's mansion.

In his mind, he imagined that the title would be shining brightly and with great power, and he would enter the role-playing state. Unfortunately, other NPCs could not see the title.

The second task of Boss Gao is to take back the land deed of Happy Forest from his old uncle Sun Yubo, no matter what method is used.

Sun's Mansion is located in the residential area of ​​Hangzhou's dignitaries. There are few players around, but there are still some figures. He was disturbed, so he simply turned on the "plot mode".

NPCs with different names and colors have different permissions. Story mode is considered a low-level permission. Blue-named NPCs can be turned on, but several prerequisites are required: first, there must be multiple NPCs nearby, and secondly, they cannot be in a combat state. After turning it on, the strength will be 100%.

Inherited, foreigners cannot approach and influence.

At this time, he ignored the servant's "invitation". He thought it would be difficult to get the land deed. He had made up his mind to "make trouble". How could a few servants just invite him?

"Mr. Murong, I have admired you for a long time!"

I saw a vigorous and vigorous half-century old man striding over. He was smiling and amiable. He was not old at all, only his temples were gray. However, masters of internal energy are those who prolong life, and their actual age is often older than their appearance.

"Uncle, Uncle Sun Yu, you are polite."

Murong Fu returned the favor with clasped fists, and then followed him into the mansion.

The two of them were polite all the way and sat down in the lobby. After a while, two more people came in. One had thick eyebrows and big eyes, copper skin, and was full of energy. The other was pale and elegant, with clean clothes and no wrinkles.

After another polite conversation and chatting for a while, the old man asked: "I wonder why Mr. Murong is here?"

"Whoosh!"

The folding fan that appeared from nowhere unfolded, and Murong Fu said slowly:

"I heard that Happy Forest is my uncle's property, and he is making money every day. In these troubled times, the court wants to train new soldiers, but is worried about the lack of gold and silver. So my uncle ordered me to secretly raise silver to solve the court's pressing problem. This is the envelope of the letter

, I happened to pass by Happy Forest, the precious treasure land, and I was so happy to see the hunter that I came here to buy it. I wonder if the old man is willing to give up his love? "

Sun Yubo frowned slightly and took the envelope cover from Murong Fu. It was indeed a letter sent to Murong Fu. It had Wang Ziteng's personal seal on it. It seemed that this matter was indeed carried out secretly...

As the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Palace, Prince Teng holds great power in commanding the imperial army. Generally, no one dares to refute his opinions, even if they are private and cannot be made public.

It's just that this happy Lin Rijin has a lot of money, so he just gives it up to others?

"Ahem, I don't know how much the young master wants to bid. If the price is right, everything can be easily discussed."

The old man returned the envelope calmly, his face calm.

Murong Fu stretched out five fingers.

"Five million?" Sun Jian looked at his fingers and said carelessly, "The price is so-so, barely acceptable."

Murong Fu shook his head and said calmly: "Fifty thousand!"

"What!" Sun Jian stood up with his eyes wide open, "Are you here to entertain my Sun family?"

"Fifty thousand taels is already a favor from the imperial court. I don't want to make it public. Otherwise, Mu Tianyan, the prefect of Hangzhou, is my branch of Murong. If I come to visit you, will your happy forest be worth fifty thousand taels?"

"It's too much to bully someone. I treat my Sun family like no one!" Sun Jian had a hot temper, shouted loudly, and punched him.

Murong Fu was well prepared, knowing that even if he borrowed the tiger skin, it would be impossible not to take action. After all, he was alone, and martial arts had always been a place where fists spoke.

Facing the oncoming punch, he pretended to smile disdainfully, sat in a chair, and casually greeted it with his left fist, his face glowing with fluorescence, like stars.

"Bang!"

When the two fists met, Sun Jian felt a force of energy rushing up his arm. Wherever it passed, the meridians seemed to be split. The shock caused him to take two steps back immediately. The severe pain on the fist surface was only delayed.

, but he gritted his teeth and refused to scream.

Murong Fu finished his rest and sat down in the chair without moving at all.

The punch just now was just an ordinary move in Xingyue Boxing, nothing special. The key point is that, with the title of Nan Murong, his level is much higher than that of Sun Jian, which is equivalent to a hundred percent increase.

Hundreds of attacks, and his attack at this time was also increased compared to the initial state. With one punch, Sun Jian lost 2277 points of energy and blood, but he only lost 62 points!

This was because he was merciful and did not use the secret arts and fingering martial arts. Otherwise, Sun Jian would probably be furious on the spot with one move.

He looked away from the data in the background, shook his head, and secretly said that he was too tough, and even level 45 Sun Jian couldn't hurt him under Dou Zhuan Xing Yi's abnormal damage reduction.

Of course, Sun Jian's punch did not hit him, and the damage would be reduced by half. In addition, this version of Murong Fu has been strengthened by super brain privileges, and the increase in attack and defense points in four martial arts is obviously abnormal, which makes him so fleshy.

These four special martial arts are systematically explained to be unique skills of the Murong family, so they cannot be taught to their disciples.

Lu Xiangchuan saw that Sun Jian was defeated by one move, his arms drooped, his face showed pain, and there was something strange in his eyes, so he looked at the old man calmly.

"Bah bang bang!"

Sun Yubo clapped slowly and stood up from his chair: "Mr. Murong is indeed worthy of Nan Murong's reputation. He can injure a child with a simple punch. I admire him."

Murong Fu also put away his fan and stood up. As a martial arts tycoon in Hangzhou and as the head of the Sun Mansion, Sun Yubo still had to sell his face.

But he had done enough homework before coming. Sun Yubo was only level 56. As long as he didn't commit suicide, there was no way he would lose.

"Do you want me to teach you a lesson myself?" He smiled lightly, half joking.

"Alas, Mr. Murong misunderstood." Sun Yubo waved his hand with a kind smile on his face, "Since it is the intention of the commander of the royal capital, and it is related to important matters of the imperial court, I naturally will not be stingy with a mere Happy Forest."

Murong Fu smiled and said nothing, quietly waiting for him to continue.

Sure enough, Sun Yubo changed the subject: "But, fifty thousand taels of silver is indeed a little short... Just now I thought of a way to get the best of both worlds, which can perfectly solve this matter."

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details."

"Don't be busy now. I want to learn Master Murong's clever tricks first, but this time the discussion is over. It depends on whether the plan can be successful. I hope you can show your talents to the fullest."

After Sun Yubo finished speaking, he walked to the courtyard first and made a gesture of invitation.

Murong Fu heard that the other party wanted to see his true ability, but also wanted him to be merciful and not to be too harsh and make him lose face...
Chapter completed!