Chapter 6

In the most central wing room on the second floor of the Mu family's stone square, Mu Wanrong, the principal of the stone square, is watching a gambling stone between Chen Fan and Ding Yuan.

"Uncle Luo, do you think that man is a famous waste in Qingyang City?"

One side of the housekeeper nodded and said with indifference: "yes, miss, his name has already spread all over Qingyang City, but you are usually too busy to pay attention to it."

Along with Uncle Luo's eyes, a beautiful face appears in his eyes. His skin is like coagulated fat, and his face is like peach blossom. It will be twenty-nine years old, but it has a mature charm and a more attractive atmosphere of superiors.

After hearing Luo Shu's words, Mu Wanrong did not answer. She just looked at Chen Fan's eyes, but had some fun.

"The whole Qingyang City, I'm afraid it's all cheated by this young man." She mumbled to herself.

Uncle Luo seems to have some incomprehension and looks at Mu Wanrong with some doubts.

The other side also said his own observation lightly: "this person's eyes are firm, has the divine light to be introverted, the Dragon moves and the tiger steps, does not anger from the prestige, this is which ordinary people can have the temperament."

"He must have encountered problems before, so he hid his clumsiness and led the Qianlong into the abyss. Now, it's time to sing a song, but it's already amazing! " With a smile on her face, Mu Wanrong gave her final comment. At the moment, chen fan and Ding Yuan's gambling stone officially began!

Chen Fan paid all the spirit stones on his body in exchange for a stone that was more than one person high and weighed a thousand jin.

In contrast, Ding Yuan has always been proud of victory, choosing a piece of not too big stone.

"Well, let's start to cut the stone?"

Ding Yuan said with a sneer, but Chen Fan slowly shook his head: "you only said that I lost what will pay, did not say if you lose how?"

"If I lose, whatever you want!" Ding Yuan big sleeve a wave of opening, a face in the hand.

Chen Fan pointed to the storage bag on his waist and said, "if you lose, give me the bag and the things in it."

Hearing this, Ding Yuan's expression appears a little flustered, that storage bag is not his, but his father's things, he is secretly brought out to disguise.

However, thinking of his childhood immersion in Shifang's gambling stone vision, Ding Yuan thinks that he is better than Chen Fan in any case, so he meditates and agrees to come down after a while.

In his dictionary, there is no concept of losing!

Determined the bet, gambling stone is just the beginning, chen fan and Ding Yuan have unconsciously attracted the attention of the whole audience.

All of them stopped their hands to watch the game, and some were still talking in a low voice.

"That rubbish unexpectedly wants to gamble with Ding Yuan, his head is squeezed by the door, that Ding Yuan is a character who has been immersed in Shifang since childhood."

"I think so. This time the waste will surely lose, unless there is a miracle!"

In the face of public ridicule and criticism, chen fan's face was calm, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and he did not take these people to heart.

This scene fell into the eyes of Mu Wanrong on the second floor, more convinced of his previous speculation, for this gambling stone, also inexplicably expected.

On the contrary, Ding Yuan is not as good as Chen fan. Hearing the praise of people around him, his whole face has been wrinkled into chrysanthemum, and he shows an expression that Laozi is the best in the world.

Especially when he noticed that even Li Yanran paid attention to his side, Ding Yuan jumped up and down like a big vaulting horse monkey and tried his best to express himself.

"Don't let people say that I bully you. I'll cut the stone first and give you a sample, so that you will be convinced of losing!"

After saying a word, Ding Yuan and pointed to a knife. He attached the internal breathing to the palm of his hand and cut the stone horizontally.

And the spirit stone with emerald green light inside also appears in everyone's eyes.

"My God, the spirit stone can be produced with a single knife. The young master of the Ding family has extraordinary accomplishments in gambling stone. Judging from the size of the spirit stone, I'm afraid there are more than 100 pieces of substandard spirit stone."

Since it is hard currency, Lingshi naturally has strict size restrictions. After being cut, each piece has the same weight.

One hundred pieces of inferior spirit stone can be converted into one piece of inferior spirit stone, and one hundred pieces of inferior spirit stone is equal to one piece of middle grade spirit stone, and so on.

The spirit stone cut by Ding Yuan this time is equivalent to the value of a lower grade spirit stone. In contrast, the Li family can only accumulate dozens of lower grade spirit stones in a year, which is enough to show how fast money is coming from gambling stones.

To tell you the truth, Ding Yuan didn't expect to have such a good luck today. After feeling the shock of the people, he was so excited that he directly said to Chen Fan: "don't compare it. You can kneel down and kowtow and admit your mistake."

After that, he also looked at Li Yanran and made a victory gesture.

"I haven't cut the stone yet, how can I say the game is over?"

Chen Fan smiles faintly. He doesn't imitate Ding Yuan's appearance and points out that he is cutting stones with a knife. Through his mental strength, he has already grasped the distribution and size of the spirit stones inside. He only listens to his deep voice and drinks, and directly slaps his palm on the high stone!"Click!"

The sound of fragmentation was heard in all people's ears, and the stone skin cracked inch by inch, and then all fell off. The situation inside also made everyone gasp and gape.

Even Mu Wanrong, who was on the second floor, clapped on the handle of the seat and suddenly got up with an unbelievable look in her eyes.

"You really cut out the spirit stone... It's bad luck!"

"I'm afraid there are more than 200 pieces of substandard spirit stones, which are more than twice as powerful as Dingyuan's!"

"My God, the miracle really happened!"

In the face of countless people's shock, Ding Yuan's first eye is disbelief. He staggers to Chen Fan's stone. After observing for a long time, he sits down on the ground, and the two lines are cold and trickling.

The one who has lost cried...

and murmured to himself: "impossible, absolutely impossible, how can I lose?"

Chen Fan slowly lowered his head and looked down at the man who had been bossing himself and calling him a waste. Now he is crying like a child.

Who is the waste? It's clear at a glance!

"Young master Ding, should we cash in the gambling money?"

Looking at Ding Yuan's waist storage bag, chen fan's eyes flash hot.

Hearing this, Ding Yuan looked at his storage bag with a look of fear, showing a ferocious expression.

Wipe dry tears, facing Chen Fan big drink: "you cheat, I won't lose!"

Seeing this situation, chen fan's voice gradually became colder, and the voice without any emotion came, which made people feel cold war unconsciously: "do you want to pay off?"

"What if I don't pay, what if you're a waste and get a storage bag?"

In the face of Dingyuan's villain like behavior, chen fan is no longer willing to waste his words. There is already a pale gold light flowing on his fist. He wants to tell Ding Yuan with his actual actions.

No one can hack Chen Fan's things!