Chapter 149

Name:Divine Perception Author:bu zui
"Brother Mingshan, why don't you tell me about your enrollment?"

Among the four people who came here, the 70 year old man looked at Zhou Mingshan and smiled faintly. The smile on his old face gave people a sincere feeling, which made people feel good about him. However, Zhou Mingshan and ye Han didn't feel any good about him, because this man was the real helmsman of Ning's jewelry, Ning Haotian, the king of gambling in the north, A master figure who is equally skilled in gambling and carving.

He came to Shanhai city today!

As for the other three, naturally Ning Siyuan, Ning Feng and a handsome young man, Zhou Mingshan took Ye Han as his apprentice. They deliberately hung to the end. I'm afraid they didn't come to congratulate him.

As the so-called enemy met, he was extremely jealous. At the moment, Ning Feng looked at Ye Han and sneered, which made his handsome face ferocious. Seeing the arrival of the northern gambling king, many people in the hotel look here. One is the southern gambling king and the other is the northern gambling king. They are outstanding figures in the same field.

When Zhou Mingshan and Ning Haotian were young, they were rivals and did not give in to each other. People with a little ability in the hotel knew this, but they gradually converged after getting old. Now, with the arrival of Ning Haotian, many people smell an unusual smell.

Zhou Mingshan smiled at Ning Haotian; "I didn't expect that brother Ning likes to walk around at such an old age. I thought brother Ning had gone to some places to cultivate himself and enjoy his old age. If I knew that brother Ning was still in such good health, I had to let you know what I said. Please come inside."

"Hehe, brother Mingshan, is this little guy your apprentice?" Ning Haotian didn't mean to take a step. He looked at Ye Han and his old eyes seemed to appreciate it. Zhou Mingshan smiled; "Yes, it's him. I don't know what brother Ning thinks of him?"

"Not so much." Ning Haotian smiled faintly and said something that made Zhou Mingshan's face stiff. In front of so many guests, Ning Haotian was deliberately embarrassing him. Seeing here, old man Lin, Lin BoMo, Tang Dashao and Zhou Yuner all came over. Their faces were not very good-looking. Now everyone knows that Ning Haotian is looking for trouble.

Zhou Mingshan sneered; "Brother Ning, do you mean that I can't get into your eyes, or do I have poor eyes?"

Hearing the speech, Ning Haotian smiled and said; "Brother Mingshan, I didn't say that, but I also accepted a disciple recently. Why don't we let them compete and see who is better among them?"

Zhou Mingshan's eyes changed. I'm afraid that's why Ning Haotian came here. How is it possible? He hasn't taught Ye Han any carving skills. Zhou Yuner's face also changed after hearing this.

Zhou Mingshan took a deep breath and said; "It's OK to compete, but not now. Brother Ning shouldn't deliberately dismantle my platform today?"

"Of course not, but brother Ning's apprentice is too hasty. You and I are both experts in carving, but we can't pass this skill to a mediocre. In order to let brother Mingshan make a correct decision, I think it's better to let my unworthy disciple compete with him." Ning Haotian looked at Zhou Mingshan with a smile, However, he was pressing step by step and did not give Zhou Mingshan a way back. If Zhou Mingshan pushed away, it just showed that ye Han was not as good as Ning Haotian's disciple.

For a time, Zhou Mingshan's face became colder and colder. The problem given to him by Ning Haotian made it difficult for him to ride a tiger.

Seeing here, Ning Feng sneered at Ye Han; "Why, don't you dare to compete?" after saying this, Ning Feng looked at Zhou Yuner again; "Yuner, look, this is the person you choose. As a man, he has no courage at all. How can he deserve you?"

Zhou Yuner snorted coldly and said; "Even if my man is no longer poor, it's ten million times better than you. If you have the ability, you can start from scratch and achieve what my man is now?"

Hearing the speech, Ning Feng's face was very cold, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Ye Han did not pay attention to Ning Feng at all. Comparing carving is not his strength at present, because he has never learned it, but the people of Ning family are pressing step by step. I'm afraid it won't work if he doesn't compare.

"Teacher, since the old man is willing to put on a show for all the guests on this happy day, why don't we promise them? At the same time, I also want to see what skills the disciples taught by the northern gambling king have, which makes some people so crazy." Ye Han looked at Ning Haotian and smiled faintly. When he heard this, Ning Haotian smiled and nodded, not angry at all.

Zhou Mingshan looked at Ye Han, smiled bitterly in his heart, and said in a low voice; "You haven't learned the art of carving. How can you compete with others?"

"So, it's time for the teacher to teach on the spot." Ye Han smiled and continued; "What's more, even if I lose? You know whether I can be your old disciple. Why care about other people's remarks? Do a hundred fools say I'm stupid and I have to try my best to explain to those 100 fools? Isn't it more stupid for me?"

Hearing the speech, Zhou Mingshan suddenly laughed and said; "Well said, my disciple doesn't need others to comment. Well, brother Ning, you have to compete. I promised. I should give a performance to my friends who came here today. It doesn't matter whether I win or lose, because I know my disciple's ability."

Hearing Zhou Mingshan's words, the people in the hotel were interested and stood up one after another to have a carving competition. Many people haven't seen it yet.

Ning Haotian smiled faintly and said; "In that case, let them prepare separately. At the same time, I also want to see the ability of brother Mingshan."

The two smiled at each other and nodded, but there was a cold edge in the smile. Then Zhou Mingshan asked people to prepare carving knives and emeralds. The people of Ning family didn't need to prepare these things because they had brought them. It can be imagined that Ning Haotian was really not kind at the beginning.

Ning Haotian's disciple was the handsome young man. Ye Han didn't know his name when he saw him for the first time. They looked at each other and sat down on a table. The handsome young man had taken out an emerald and several sharp knives. These knives were all kinds, a bit like a scalpel, but they were much sharper than a scalpel.

At this time, under the gaze of the surrounding guests, the handsome young man smiled coldly at Ye Han and said; "Remember my name. My name is Leng fan. Today you are destined to lose in my hand."

"Maybe," said Ye Han with a faint smile; "Visitors are guests. Why don't you come first? Don't wait for me. Anyway, in the end, as long as I carve something out."

At present, ye Han has no jade or carving knife in his hand.

"Just look." Leng fan smiled coldly. His hand brushed the carving knives on the table, and finally took out a bright knife to carve on the jade in his hand. His hands were powerful, calm as a mountain, and his eyes were like electricity. Seeing here, Zhou Mingshan's eyes suddenly solidified. Ning Haotian, a disciple, seemed not simple!