Inside the Fangyuan Clubhouse, there was silence.

The silence at this moment is like the sound of a needle bouncing off the ground after it has fallen to the ground.

This kind of silence is very eerie, as if it can only be found in the deep mountains and old forests.

Wow -

I don't know who made a noise first, and then the pot exploded in the Fang Yuan Clubhouse.

It's like throwing a stone into the deep mountains and old forests, and then startling the birds all over the ground.

"Damn, I heard you right, that person actually wants to challenge the gambling king!"

"Crazy, crazy, this world is absolutely crazy, someone wants to challenge the gambling king?"

"That man isn't crazy, is he? Dare to challenge the Yanjing nine-foot gambling king! ”

"God, kill me, this world is so crazy, some people dare to challenge 'Xiao Yi's life'!"

……

The people at the scene exploded.

Wu Meng gently took Zhang Lang's hand, it was a little loose, her body swayed a little, and she felt that the whole world was spinning.

What did Zhang Lang say?

He wants to challenge the Yanjing nine-foot gambling king?

Oh my God, oh my God, crazy, absolutely crazy!

No, this is just a dream, definitely a dream, otherwise how could he dream that Zhang Lang would challenge Xiao Yiming, the nine-foot gambling king of Yanjing?

Thinking of this, Wu Mengqing raised his head, looked at Zhang Lang solemnly and said, "Zhang Lang, pinch me, am I dreaming." ”

"......" For such a strange request, Zhang Lang could only give her thirty-six likes.

At that moment, Zhang Lang raised his hand, stretched out his hands in parallel, and rubbed and pinched Wu Mengqing's face fiercely.

"Oh, it hurts, I'm really dreaming, how could Zhang Lang pinch my face?" Wu Meng muttered to himself, not caring about Zhang Lang's feelings at all.

Zhang Lang felt that if it was an anime plot at the moment, his face must be covered with black lines.

Sister,One day in reality, it was gorgeously ignored.,Well,Maybe it's because I promised Yanjing the nine-foot gambling king to learn gambling skills seems to have been questioned by most people.。

Not to mention most people, even Xiao Yiming at this moment was dumbfounded.

When he heard Zhang Lang say, "Bet, of course you have to bet, why not gamble", Xiao Yiming felt that the other party had taken the wrong medicine.

After all, how can you say that he, Xiao Yiming, is also both famous and prestigious, and one day he was so named by a junior.

Originally, Xiao Yiming thought that as long as he put out his name as the nine-foot gambling king of Yanjing, the other party would have to obediently admit defeat, but who would have thought that the other party did not put himself in his eyes at all.

At this moment, Xiao Yiming was also very confused, and he was simply dumbfounded.

Good guy, does this person want to give full play to the spirit of the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the front waves dying on the beach?

"Are you really going to bet with me?" Xiao Yiming asked, and after speaking, he regretted it, good guy, what he said was like he was afraid of gambling with this junior.

However, the audience present did not think of the gambling king's inner thoughts, and they all echoed it.

"Yes, you dare to gamble with the Yanjing Nine-Foot Gambling King, are you tired of it?"

"What the gambling king said is right, I support your statement, this kid is absolutely crazy!"

"The gambling king is not old yet, do you kid want to step on the gambling king's throne?"

……

Xiao Yiming listened to the audience talking a lot, somewhat, why did he feel like he was sarcastic when he heard the last person speak?

I'm not old!

Zhang Lang patted Wu Mengqing's back and comforted the little girl.

He knew that Wu Mengqing was very worried about himself at the moment, but there was no way to do it.

If he didn't follow the rules of gambling and the game, he and Wu Mengqing could be said to be alone and didn't want to go out.

Because Zhang Lang found that this person named Xiao Yiming had a breath that appeared and disappeared from time to time, and it was lighter than at the beginning.

This does not bode well.

This is because ordinary inner cultivators, even if they have internal breath, they can't control their internal breath, that is to say, they don't know how to restrain their internal breath.

Only magical exercises such as Zhang Lang's Yin Yang Divine Skill can be used to converge internal breath similar to returning to the basics before Yijiazi Skill.

And at the moment, Wu Mengqing is not able to restrain his internal breath, and the cultivation of the exercises can be seen in the eyes of Zhang Lang after the Yin Yang Divine Skill has advanced to the second level.

But now Zhang Lang can't see through Xiao Yiming at all, and he doesn't know whether the Yanjing nine-foot gambling king in front of him is strong or weak, so he will adopt such a method as a gambling skill.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Zhang Lang and Xiao Yiming will definitely lose their gambling skills, who asked him to come to Fangyuan Club, and the Yin Yang Divine Skill happened to have just advanced to the second layer?

There are a total of nine levels of yin and yang divine skills, one heavy and one layer of heaven, one step at a time.

Feeling Zhang Lang pat his back, although Wu Mengqing frowned slightly, he still pouted, obeyed Zhang Lang, and did not continue to persuade him.

Because Wu Mengqing knew that Zhang Lang was not an arrogant person, nor was he a conceited person, when he did something, he must have made such a choice under a fairly certain situation.

Of course, it is more that Wu Mengqing feels that Zhang Lang's personality is a bit like himself when he played a large online game lol, that is really out of the white blade, in the red dust of murder, when the dynasty is noble, and he is known as a hero in the world......

Well, Wu Mengqing found that she was bragging about it, in fact, so far, she is just a rookie.

In addition, more importantly, although Wu Mengqing did not spend a week with Zhang Lang, she could clearly know a person's character because of Wu Mengqing's exercises.

If Zhang Lang is talking about it, for Wu Mengqing, it is the character of the horns of the bull.

If you don't hit the south wall, you won't look back, and if you break the south wall, you won't look back.

Such a person, even if he lays out facts and reasoning with him or even talks about discipline, etc., it is useless, so Wu Mengqing entrusts everything to Zhang Lang.

And after a full minute of Xiao Yiming's questioning, Zhang Lang calmed Wu Mengqing and enjoyed everyone's surprise with contempt, and contempt with contempt before he spit out a word.

"Hmm."

That's right, that's the word.

One word, on behalf of Zhang Langxiong's own 10,000 books - cough cough, this is not actually what Zhang Lang wants to say, it's just that he is too lazy to talk to Xiao Yiming more.

If you want to fight quickly, after the battle, there is still your sister waiting for you!

If Xiao Yiming knew that in the eyes of this 'seemingly inconspicuous' opponent, he would definitely be crazy to death when he became an obstacle for Zhang Lang to see his sister.

Of course, even if Zhang Lang didn't say it, Xiao Yiming is still depressed to death.

Good guy, I waited for a full minute, thinking that I could wait for Zhang Lang to say something bold to set off his sky-high pride as the nine-foot gambling king of Yanjing.

As a result, I waited for a long time, and I actually waited for a "hmm" word!

What is this?

It's as if you are a small boss in a certain place, waiting for your subordinates to come and give you gifts or wait for the other party to kneel and lick, but the other party thunders out of thin air and gives you a fart-like gas.

That's right, now Zhang Lang's words can be said to be a fart in Xiao Yiming's opinion.

At this time, Xiao Yiming's hands were already trembling with anger, this stinky boy, after seeing himself, an old-timer in the gambling industry, instead of showing due respect, he acted as if this kid was his Xiao Yiming's old-timer.

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

Fortunately, Xiao Yiming was proud of his high status and did not scream and scold like a shrew in the market.

However, it was precisely because of forbearance that Xiao Yiming felt uncomfortable in his Xiongkou and other places at the moment, as if he was holding a mouthful of blood.

If Zhang Lang knew that Xiao Yiming couldn't bear it, he was about to hold back his internal injuries, and even wanted to vomit blood, he would definitely jump three feet high with joy, and then put a 300-kilogram salute to celebrate.

The whole world celebrates that the obstacle to seeing his sister was actually angry with himself!

The people of Yanjing sent a congratulatory message!

The people of Jinhe sent a congratulatory message!

The people of Nancheng sent a congratulatory message!

The masters on Sanshen Mountain sent a congratulatory message!

Emma, pretending to be a grandson to the point of Xiao Yiming, Zhang Lang can be regarded as convinced, of course, the premise is that Zhang Lang knows that Xiao Yiming is pretending to be a grandson.

After Zhang Lang said 'um' to Xiao Yiming, he didn't pay attention to this grandson, and at this moment he was trying his best to appease the uneasy Wu Mengqing.

"I said, why don't you calm down and don't tremble?" Zhang Lang was a little helpless, and now Xiao Qing was trembling nervously.

When he was in Nancheng, Wu Mengqing had been on Daoshan Mountain with himself, and he had seen the big scenes of life and death.

"You are not from our circle, you don't understand Xiao Yiming's terrible, you don't know what Yanjing Nine-foot Gambling King represents...... You...... The children cannot be taught...... I'm very angry! "Xiaoqing is very angry, and the consequences are serious.

But what makes Zhang Lang a little depressed, logically speaking, it should be himself who is angry, right?

Wu Mengqing borrowed 5 million from himself before, which is good, not only did he lose 5 million cleanly, but also took him Zhang Lang.

Hey, what are you angry about?

Xiao Yiming couldn't help it anymore, he really couldn't get used to seeing Zhang Lang and Wu Menglightly ignoring him, the nine-foot gambling king of Yanjing, showing affection over and over again, and even having a happy little temper.

For things like couples, Xiao Yiming wants to burn them to death.

No way, when he was young, he and Yuan Fangwei were born and died many times, and they also left a lot of dark diseases.

For example, Xiao Yiming has a condition that a man can never say, that is, impotence/impotence...... Ahem, no premature/ejaculation......

Because he was completely impotent......

There was no way, so many bullets hit him at the beginning, and some of the bullets even naughtily swirled a few times in Xiao Yiming's body, and entered the place where the rise of male characteristics was controlled.

Therefore, the current Xiao Yiming and Tian Gelding are not much different......

In this way, it is not a matter of a year or two that Xiao Yiming is not used to seeing couples.

So after he retired, he didn't effectively imitate his brother Yuan Fangwei to marry a wife and have children, but on the other hand, Yuan Binhan can be regarded as a person who has two fathers.

Because he has no children, Xiao Yiming educates his buddy Yuan Binhan, the child of Yuan Fangwei, as his own child.

Degree of education...... It's miserable.

At least now, Yuan Binhan has a good impression of Uncle Xiao, who slapped himself and slapped his ass when he was young, and some are just infinite fear.

"Come, go to the big table for the banquet, I'm going to fight this young man for 300 rounds!" Xiao Yiming put the depression behind his head and shouted at the cheongsam lady in the Fangyuan Club, full of pride.

What the?

A large table for banquets!

According to the legend, Xiao Yiming would only use such pomp when he was fighting with the boss of the group to the death, but for a seemingly ordinary young man like Zhang Lang, was he desperate?