Chapter 217: I'm Thirsty
If it is said that Xiao Yiming caused a sensation in the Fangyuan Club is a three-level earthquake, then Zhang Lang's words now are tantamount to a 10-magnitude earthquake at the scene. *top*dot*small* says www.23wx
Damn, this is the king of gambling.
Is there a gambling king, when did anyone dare to be really arrogant with the gambling king?
When did anyone dare to be arrogant with the gambling king - and still on the table!
"I ...... I...... My day! ā
"Damn, I...... Did I hear me right? ā
"Unexpectedly...... Someone dared to make peace with ...... Dare to talk to the gambling king like this! ā
", it's a long experience, this young man ......"
The eyes of everyone looking at Zhang Lang changed.
From the original disdain, and contempt, to the current attention.
No matter what Zhang Lang's gambling skills are, how he wins or loses under the hands of the gambling king, this self-respecting momentum in the sky and the earth alone has surpassed everyone.
Who is Xiao Yiming?
That is now the emperor of Yanjing's underground gambling.
Have you ever seen anyone in ancient China rushing to the court and talking to the emperor?
No, Zhang Lang did more serious than pouting with the emperor.
Have you ever seen anyone dare to slap the emperor in the court?
No one!
Throughout the more than 5,000 years of history of Huaguo, those who dare to do this will not do anything unless they are rebels who overthrow the imperial court, or loyal people who want to die and serve the country.
Now, there are very few such people, even in Yanjing, which is a dignified political and economic center and full of talents, there are few people like Zhang Lang.
So before the gambling began, everyone's impression of Zhang Lang immediately changed, and those who dared to challenge authority were not mediocre talents, then they must be talents.
"This young man is good!"
"It's very good for my appetite."
"Although I am a little arrogant, it is also an ability to be so calm and relaxed in front of the gambling king."
"There are too few such people."
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Xiao Yiming listened to everyone's discussions, and his eyes froze.
He never thought that the public opinion that had been very favorable to him Xiao Yiming would suddenly tilt towards Zhang Lang.
Anyway, for Zhang Lang, a young man, he was not ready to release water at all.
If he could, he would kill this young man here.
If nothing else, just Zhang Lang's ability to change the entire public opinion with a few words is very terrifying.
Not long ago, the struggle between Zhang Lang and his nephew, or his godson Yuan Binhan, he saw it clearly.
Although I don't know exactly what Zhang Lang's ancient martial arts attainments are, just looking at one person can throw more than a dozen people to the ground within a few seconds of reaction time, which is extraordinary.
Although the people Yuan Binhan looked for to watch the scene were all rookies, or vulnerable guys.
These fragile guys had been carried out of the Fangyuan Club not long ago.
It can be said that the guarding power of the Fangyuan Clubhouse is 0 now.
But what if it's 0?
As long as Xiao Yiming is there, even if it is an ant, it will be difficult to enter this place.
"Let's start, Yuan Binhan, come over and shake the dice!" Xiao Yiming's eyes were scorching, and he looked directly at Zhang Lang, but he didn't even look at Yuan Binhan.
"What? Uncle Xiao, you look for me, but I ......" Yuan Binhan's expression changed greatly, and he never thought that in this place, which is called the "Nine-foot Gambling King's Life and Death Table", he would let himself shake the dice.
If you make a mistake when you shake the dice, then you will not become the eternal sinner of their Yuan family?
"It's you, it's you, what does it look like?" Xiao Yiming snorted coldly, with strong dissatisfaction in his words.
He looked at Yuan Binhan, compared Zhang Lang again, and sighed secretly.
is also a person of the same age, in terms of atmosphere, it is so much worse.
If you compare Zhang Lang with Yuan Binhan, and let him Xiao Yiming judge the score, then Zhang Lang is a young dragon in the abyss, and Yuan Binhan is just a pond fish in the lake.
Of course, Xiao Yiming saw his nephew very thoroughly, at least he didn't have great hopes.
He and Yuan Fangwei have a common philosophy, although their descendants are not very good, but they still have the ability to defend the success.
In this case, as long as you find a few people with excellent abilities to assist Yuan Binhan, you can do it.
So at the beginning, when he gambled with Zhang Lang, Xiao Yiming originally planned to recruit Zhang Lang.
But after Zhang Lang changed the public opinion on the scene in just a few words, Xiao Yiming immediately vetoed this idea.
No matter how good Zhang Lang is, this kind of excellence must not be controlled by Yuan Binhan!
is not only because Zhang Lang and Yuan Binhan seemed to have a lot of contradictions before, but more importantly, now Xiao Yiming finds that even if it is himself, it is difficult to find a sense of superiority from this man who is more than half his age.
Zhang Lang's calm and relaxed atmosphere seems to be from childbirth.
I don't know why, when he saw Zhang Lang, Xiao Yiming felt as if he had seen his senior brother who had been amazing and brilliant and had been suppressing himself in cultivation.
The existence that makes Xiao Yiming both respect and hate.
"You kind of waste, it's better to stay in the sect obediently......"
"You idiot, even if you cultivate for another 1,000 years, you won't be able to catch up with half of mine, so give up......"
"You are a second-class goods, just a little breakthrough in cultivation, you will be proud, and in the future, it will be difficult to become a big ......"
The words sentence by sentence made Xiao Yiming's heart like a knife.
However, that senior brother who seemed to be conceited was indeed very powerful, and in less than ten years, he was actually on a par with his Xiao Yiming's master in terms of cultivation!
How amazing is that?
However, because of this, Xiao Yiming hated it, and Zhang Lang's calm and relaxed spirit reminded him of his senior brother, so his hatred for his senior brother was transferred to Zhang Lang's body.
Hehe, it doesn't matter, it's a game of life and death anyway, I can't kill you in the sect, so I'll kill you here!
This is Xiao Yiming's thoughts.
Zhang Lang was a little strange, and he didn't know why Xiao Yiming's eyes changed when he looked at him after saying a few words to Yuan Binhan.
It has become very hideous, that kind of hatred, just like the hatred of taking his wife and killing his father!
, what kind of grudge do I have with you, what kind of grudge do I have?
You look at me like that!
Even if it's a life and death situation, you think too much, right?
Zhang Lang thought so.
He felt that he had guessed correctly, maybe Xiao Yiming had grafted his resentment against some people onto himself.
Well, I was shot even if I was lying down.
Or is it that Xiao Yiming, the nine-foot gambling king, originally relied on transferring resentment to improve his gambling skills?
This is not what Zhang Lang knows.
Even if Zhang Lang had the opportunity to know, he wouldn't care.
After yelling at Yuan Binhan, Xiao Yiming's thoughts shifted back to Zhang Lang, "How is it, young man." How do you feel about me letting Yuan Binhan, who is not a professional and hand shake dice? ā
And hand, is the Yanjing area, for gambling, the name of the person who specializes in shaking dice in the field.
Xiao Yiming's words were said to Zhang Lang, of course this Zhang Lang knew.
Although it is said that he and Yuan Binhan have a hostile relationship, if Yuan Binhan is allowed to be this peacemaker, Zhang Lang stared at Yuan Binhan's hand for a moment.
is worthy of being a rich young master, Yuan Binhan's hands are very white, white, without a little dead skin calluses, he looks very concerned about bag and raising, and he must know that he has not done heavy work.
This technique was taught to him by his miracle healer.
One of his miracle healers said that no matter who it is, as long as it is done with hands, as long as it takes a long time, it will definitely leave a calloon.
For example, a person who plays the piano will leave some calluses on the belly of his fingers, while a person who plays the guitar will leave calluses on the sides of his fingers, and those who focus on shoes will leave calluses near his middle finger......
All in all, Zhang Lang found that Yuan Binhan had no cocoon on his fingers, the sides of his fingers, and near his middle finger.
And the index finger and thumb used to shake the dice specially, Zhang Lang did not find any heresy.
From this point of view, this Yuan Binhan is really a complete novice who shakes the dice, no wonder Yuan Binhan actually wanted to show Xiao Yiming that he was not competent to be the peacemaker of the two of them, it turned out that the reason for the matter was here.
I have to say that Xiao Yiming is also a hero, and when he gambled with himself, he didn't play any tricks in the shadows.
However, in this case, it shows Xiao Yiming's confidence in his gambling skills.
At that moment, Zhang Lang said: "Okay, this is good." ā
Xiao Yiming nodded after hearing Zhang Lang's reply, and said to Miss Heshou, who was supposed to be a shaker, "Count the dice cups and dice cups." ā
Dice, this is a common tool in the Fangyuan Club, and it is also a kind of game equipment or gambling utensils, three-dimensional small squares made of bones and wood, etc., which are engraved on six sides with one, two, three, four, five, and six points. Another name is 'dice'.
That's why Xiao Yiming called "dice cup, dice cup", which is the same as the name of dice cup and dice cup.
"Mr. Xiao, everything is normal." Miss Red Cheongsam said everything was normal.
"Okay, then if Mr. Zhang has no problem, let's get started." Xiao Yiming looked at Zhang Lang with burning eyes.
And at this moment, Yuan Binhan also came to the place where Heshou should stay as if he was chasing ducks to the shelves.
However, he is obviously not a qualified handmaker, and after getting the dice cup and dice cup, he also specially consulted Miss Red Cheongsam, which seems to be asking how to shake it according to professional techniques.
Just as Xiao Yiming's words were finished, Zhang Lang knocked lightly on the table and said, "Wait, I still have one more thing." ā
"Huh? I don't know what other questions Mr. Zhang has. Xiao Yiming was a little surprised, could it be that this young man escaped from the next table?
In that case, it's okay to save yourself the matter of getting rid of him.
Because if Zhang Lang admits defeat now, then it proves that Zhang Lang still has weaknesses, and he is not as uncontrollable as he thinks, and he can still be used by his own people.
So when he heard that Zhang Lang interrupted the gambling game, Xiao Yiming was not only not annoyed, but very happy.
Zhang Lang cleared his throat slightly, because he felt that the topic made him slightly embarrassed.
"The ......"
Zhang Lang's voice was relatively long, and the people present fell silent in an instant.
Does it mean that this young man wants to repent? This is what most of the people here think, and in fact it is what most of the people here want.
They also didn't want Zhang Lang, who was so optimistic, to die because of a gamble.
"That'sāI'm thirsty, can you bring me a bottle of mineral water? Wahaha's on the line. ā