520,000 cash piled up on the table, like a hill, very visually impactful.

Zhu Bajie stood at the table, panting, angry and angry, and Gao Cuilan comforted softly on the side.

The old man in Tang costume stood behind the table, looked at Zhu Bajie, then at Xu Wenbiao, and said with a smile: "It's almost, then let's start?" ”

Zhu Bajie said angrily: "Okay! Begin! How long do I think this kid will be lucky? ”

When Xu Wenbiao heard this, he smiled and asked the old man in Tang costume, "Old man, is there a bag seller around here?" ”

"What's wrong?" The old man in Tang costume was a little strange and looked at him suspiciously.

"Oh." Xu Wenbiao smiled, with a somewhat shy expression on his face, "My bag is too small to fit." ”

The onlookers burst into laughter, even the old man in Tang costume couldn't help laughing when he looked at Xu Wenbiao, not to mention the final result, it was this mentality that was worthy of admiration.

"You don't have to buy it!" There was such a good thing in the crowd, and asked his subordinates to go back to the car and take a suitcase out, "I'll give you one!" ”

Hoeing the strong and helping the weak has always been a fine tradition in China, and everyone's heart hides a bumpy man who is eager to fight monsters, watching Xu Wenbiao and Zhu Bajie, two people with obvious and extremely disparate statuses, gambling together, although most of the people present did not say it explicitly, they all hoped that Xu Wenbiao would win the land. At this time, seeing Xu Wenbiao's funny and stimulating Zhu Bajie, some people couldn't hold back the urge to fight monsters, and jumped out to add a fire, although it was inevitable that they would join in the fun, but they also stood up.

"Thank you!" Xu Wenbiao imitated Teacher Fan's classic bridge passage and thanked him in a long tone.

Zhu Bajie was so angry that his face turned purple with anger, and he turned his head angrily, praying in his heart that God would not ask for any good material for a while, and that he could beat Xu Wenbiao, it was really this guy, it was too annoying.

"Can we start?" The old man in Tang costume shook his head with a smile and asked softly.

Xu Wenbiao still respects this old man. In fact, as long as he doesn't mess with him, Xu Wenbiao is very respectful to anyone. Because he has lived a life of being despised and disgusted, he knows what it feels like. Similarly, it is precisely because of what he has experienced that once someone sneers at him, the counterattack will be more violent, even a little extreme.

"It's okay, I'll keep you waiting." Xu Wenbiao said politely.

It was still the master from before who solved the stone, looked at the two of them, and asked, "Which piece to solve first?" ”

"Come to me first!" It seems that Zhu Bajie's temperament is very anxious, and he hurriedly said.

Master Jieshi glanced at Xu Wenbiao, and Xu Wenbiao shrugged indifferently.

Solve which one is the same first, and the result was already doomed when Zhu Bajie gave up this piece of wool.

The stone master solemnly put the wool of Zhu Bajie under the stone cutter, put it in a good position and clamped it with a clamp.

This time, he didn't choose the middle cut hastily, and only after looking left and right did he carefully draw a line on the edge of the wool.

Bai Lian's saw blade spun at great speed, slowly falling, cutting on the wool, and the cutting fluid poured in an instant was mixed with gray stone chips.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the connection of the sawing material, even the old man in Tang costume was not exempt from vulgarity, and Zhu Bajie was even more red-faced, red-eared, and bloodshot eyes.

The unknown is the most fascinating. The charm of gambling stones is that before the wool is cut, no one knows whether it will go to heaven or hell in the next second. Playing with the ground is a heartbeat, a thrill.

In the venue, only Xu Wenbiao was full of care, leisurely holding his arms and leaning on the pillar with a cigarette in his mouth.

Such a state, placed on senior experts, is called self-confidence, and placed on raw melons and eggs, it is called ignorance. But no matter what, it is worthy of admiration to have such a mentality. When someone on the field glanced over, there was more uncertainty in their eyes.

Of course, it's not just Xu Wenbiao who is not nervous, there is also a fat cat. It's just that no one knows.

The wool is gradually sliced open, and the debris at the edges peels off, revealing a spinning saw blade with strings of liquid beads.

Hum -

The sound of the saw blade idling sounded, and it was cut!

Close the stone cutter and lift it, the stone cutter throws the cut scraps to the ground and wipes it on the incision.

Hey――

A sigh rang out from the crowd.

I saw a white flower on the incision.

Cut down!

Zhu Bajie's face turned pale suddenly, not because he felt sorry for the 200,000, but because he couldn't stand the possibility of being compared to Xu Wenbiao again.

"Come again!" Zhu Bajie said viciously, and the onlookers shook their heads, this person was a little angry. Cut down in this position, there is nothing, basically it can be said that this piece of wool is wasted, even if it is a little green, it will not be worth anything at all.

Zhu Bajie doesn't think so, as long as there is a slight possibility, he will persevere. Even if it is only worth a few hundred yuan, what if Xu Wenbiao's wool is cut and there is nothing?

His breath was a little short, he closed his eyes, and began to pray again, this time the object was not only the Chinese Immortals, but also the Western Immortals.

The stone cutter exhaled, said nothing, readjusted his position, and continued cutting.

Soon after the cutting, the sawing was stopped, Zhu Bajie's lips trembled, and he muttered softly, "Rise, rise, rise!" ”

Gao Cuilan glanced at him, clenched her small fists, and shouted together.

It's still white, not even a little green.

Zhu Bajie closed his eyes in disappointment and inhaled deeply.

"Lost!" There were whispers in the crowd.

"Who said you lost!" Zhu Bajie opened his eyes suddenly, pointed at Xu Wenbiao and shouted at the crowd: "His hasn't been cut yet!" How can I say I lost! ”

The onlookers shook their heads one after another, looking at Zhu Bajie with a hideous face, and then at Xu Wenbiao, who was leisurely and complacent, not to mention the result, just because of this bearing, Zhu Bajie was already a step behind.

"Cut now?" Master Shi Shi looked at Xu Wenbiao.

"Cut!" Zhu Bajie shouted, a little angry.

Xu Wenbiao smiled and shrugged.

The stone cutter moved Xu Wenbiao's wool to the stone cutter to fix it, this time, he observed more carefully, for a long time, drew a line on the wool, and then looked up at Xu Wenbiao with some unconfidence.

Xu Wenbiao closed his eyes, seemingly pensive, but in fact listening to the fat cat's prompts.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Zhu Bajie snorted coldly, and he had lost his demeanor. Of course, from beginning to end, there was no trace of grace in this guy's body.

When he opened his eyes, he raised his arm and gestured down, signaling that the stone cutter was okay.

Cutting, stopping, moving.

The stone cutter erases the stone dust from the incision, revealing a smooth facet.

Tsk -

The crowd sighed and sighed, seemingly more disappointed than the parties involved.

Hahahaha, Zhu Bajie's excited face was bloodshot, and he pointed to Bai Huahua's incision and laughed wildly: "Who said that Lao Tzu lost the ground just now!" Hahaha, his difference is nothing! ”

"Boy! Want to win me! In a desperate situation, Zhu Bajie laughed a little crazy, and yelled at Xu Wenbiao: "You are still a little tender!" ”

Xu Wenbiao ignored him at all, walked over and drew another line on the wool with a paintbrush, and said to the stone cutter, "Cut from here!" ”