"Ah, I actually let the gambling king come to the table, this young man seems to ...... Hehe......"

"I don't know if this young man has been bad for several lifetimes, and he actually got into trouble with the gambling king!"

"I don't think this young man can eat, how can he walk around?"

"Who let this kid not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick to provoke Young Master Yuan, the godson of King Xiao Gamble, let's wait for death!"

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Everyone knows that gambling kings are good gamblers and like to gamble!

When it comes to the gambling king's good gambling experience, everyone who knows it has a change in color.

Because the gambling king gambles not only simple money, but life!

The number of people who died at the hands of the gambling king is unknown.

According to incomplete official statistics, that is, folk legends, the nine-foot gambling king Xiao Yiming has experienced 36,000 gambling games.

Of course, as soon as this data came out, it was questioned by most people.

Because some people estimate that most people's lives are only 36,000 days, what kind of gambling king are you, and you have blocked many games here?

If you play one game a day, isn't it 100 years?

Of course, in the gambling game, if the speed is fast, 100 or even 1000 rounds a day are possible.

That's a minute or so, of course.

Regardless of whether the data of the gambling king is true or not, at least we can conclude from it that the gambling experience of the gambling king can be described by a legend.

And because Zhang Lang had already decided to decide with the nine-foot gambling king Xiao Yiming, Wu Mengqing had already given up the idea of persuading Zhang Lang to withdraw from the competition, and directly told Zhang Lang everything he knew about Xiao Yiming.

When Zhang Lang heard that Xiao Yiming had experienced more than 36,000 events, he also frowned slightly.

Even though the folk data can explain the problem to some extent, it can't be difficult for Zhang Lang at all, and it can't be down for Zhang Lang, so he looked up and looked at Xiao Yiming who was directing many waiters to tidy up the room and make the table very calmly.

Zhang Lang was looking at Xiao Yiming, but in fact, Xiao Yiming was also looking at him.

I don't know why, Xiao Yiming was very depressed to find that there was no fear in Zhang Lang's eyes.

Good guy, is this kid a seed who is not afraid of heaven and earth?

This is too terrifying, I have been rampant in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a strange person.

Many fans of Xiao Yiming have discussed Xiao Yiming's experience of more than 36,000 games, that is, more than 36,000 games, all of them are praise, surprise, envy, or admiration, and some are cold breathing.

Xiao Yiming was very proud and very satisfied, he thought that he was famous, and he thought that the kid who didn't know the height of the sky and did it against him should have been scared to pee, and when he was thinking about whether to kneel and lick and beg for mercy at the moment, he saw Zhang Lang's eyes.

What kind of eyes are they?

Black pupils, and whites of the eyes...... Forget it, it's a normal eye, but the look revealed in this eye is too detached.

That kind of indifference, that kind of detached eyes, as if everything that happened in front of him had nothing to do with him.

This kind of look, Xiao Yiming can only find it in the amazing senior brother who was once in the same sect......

It's a pity that things are not, people are not, and the past cannot be traced.

Seeing that Zhang Lang was still looking at himself with an indifferent look, it was as if at this moment, it was really the matter of the ants Xiao Yiming, not Zhang Lang.

Xiao Yiming hurriedly turned his head and didn't continue to look, this look was too terrifying, if he continued to look at it, Xiao Yiming was afraid that when he would compete with Zhang Lang for a while, something would happen.

You know, no, that is, Xiao Yiming himself knows that there is something that even his good brother, Yuan Fang, the friend of life and death, doesn't know, that is, one of the biggest hole cards when he Xiao Yiming gambles, is his eyes!

In a short time, the table was already set.

At this moment, in the Fang Yuan Club, everyone had already left their seats and stood up to watch the battle between Zhang Lang and Xiao Yiming.

Some people are optimistic, some people despise it, and some people just have the mentality of joining in the fun and watching the show.

However, everyone believes that there is only one person who wins, and that is Xiao Yiming.

No one is optimistic about Zhang Lang.

After all, one is the Yanjing Nine-foot Gambling King, who has been famous for more than ten years, and the personal disciple of the British Empire Gambling King.

In comparison, Zhang Lang's reputation is much worse, and up to now, among so many gamblers present, few people still know what Zhang Lang's name is.

Zhang Lang's biggest impression on others now is that he just beat Yuan Binhan hard not long ago - no, it would be better to say that it was a slap in the face.

After all, after Young Master Yuan saw Zhang Lang's power, that state was like a 5-year-old child peeing his pants, which was simply vulnerable.

However, when everyone thought that the struggle between Zhang Lang and Yuan Binhan would end with Zhang Lang's victory, the real master appeared.

That is Xiao Yiming, now Yanjing's well-deserved gambling king.

In the center of the Fangyuan Clubhouse is an earthy yellow table.

Although it is earthy yellow, the shape of this table is not earthy at all, but extremely luxurious.

After carefully observing the table, Zhang Lang found that the four corners of the table were even inlaid with bright diamonds.

Good guys, it's a bit too extravagant.

Now, two people sit at each end of the table, about 10 meters apart.

One person is Xiao Yiming, and opposite Xiao Yiming is Zhang Lang, who is now unknown to most people.

Two people who were originally gambling and should have a disparity in status on the field, but they stood on opposite sides.

"Young man, do you know that I, Xiao Yiming, have put this table, what is the gambling on?" Although Xiao Yiming has restrained all the aura on his body at this moment, from his words, he can still reflect the violent aura of the year.

Yes, this person was famous all over the world back then, and he relied on his gambling skills to defeat the gambling king!

No one will despise this person, even Zhang Lang actually attaches great importance to Xiao Yiming.

"Of course I know what you're going to read, isn't your nickname Xiao Yiming? So isn't the gamble a life? Zhang Lang's words were very indifferent.

In fact, Zhang Lang's impression of gamblers is not very good, especially gamblers who take their lives as bets.

Because the master once told him that if someone gambled with his life, then this person had already thrown away the most important thing in his life, in a rude way.

Such a person does not deserve to have a good personality.

"Shout? My nickname, Xiao Yiming, can be explained like this? Xiao Yiming was stunned after hearing Zhang Lang's explanation, originally the nickname 'Xiao Yiming' meant that he would not die in a catastrophe and had an extra life, but now under Zhang Lang's explanation, Xiao Yiming found that it was not bad.

"Of course, nicknames are used to explain to others, as for how others understand your nickname, of course it's someone else's business, and it doesn't have much to do with you Xiao Yiming, right?" Zhang Lang smiled lightly.

Gambling, on the field, the most important thing is momentum, as long as the momentum rises, then when you make bets, you have to go all out and take your momentum.

In this way, you will have an advantage in spiritual supremacy.

Seeing Zhang Lang's confident appearance and hearing Zhang Lang's very confident words, in an instant, Xiao Yiming found that his momentum had actually fallen.

How can it be?

I think that at the beginning, when he and Yuan Fang were in the same position, they both dared to bet, and the chassis of the other party's head snake boss picked up the table and began to gamble.

By what?

It relies on the momentum of the past and the spirit of not being afraid of death.

It's good now, it's obviously his own chassis, and he still has the home advantage, but on top of the momentum, he lost to the young man in front of him.

Thinking about it, Xiao Yiming felt that this thing was a bit ridiculous.

How can it be?

My momentum was lost to a young man, or was it in my own yard?

Looking at Zhang Lang's confident face, he was still communicating with Wu Mengqing next to him, the two of them were touching their heads, the tip of their noses touching the tip of their noses, and they looked very affectionate.

Seeing this picture, Xiao Yiming was very angry.

Show affection, show affection, specially, show off in front of Lao Tzu, I think you just don't want to live at all......

Wait, no!

Xiao Yiming forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

What's wrong with me today?

It seems that a lot of irrational things have been done.

In order to give Yuan Binhan a head, in fact, he should teach Zhang Lang and others a lesson.

But this was supposed to be the thing, but now it is out of control.

Now I have actually opened the life and death game that was only three games open back then!

What is this?

Think about what identity he Xiao Yiming is?

Now the round direction express has become bigger and stronger, and the value is no longer measured by 10,000, or million, or 10 million, but measured by 100 million.

Think about him, Xiao Yiming, who is worth hundreds of millions of people, is now playing with a kid like Zhang Lang who seems to have come out of a remote and poor country?

Is it worth it?

In an instant, Xiao Yiming thought a lot, and he found out absurdly that he had begun to think about winning or losing.

As the nine-foot gambling king of Yanjing, how could he consider such a thing?

This is ridiculous.

Does it mean that he Xiao Yiming is really old?

There was a lot of hustle and bustle around, and before the two started gambling, various discussions had already begun.

These discussions are nothing more than flattering Xiao Yiming and then belittling Zhang Lang.

Originally, Xiao Yiming would be happy to listen to these discussions.

But now I don't know why, hearing these discussions that belittle Zhang Lang, Xiao Yiming was inexplicably a little irritable, and even he couldn't understand why there was such irritability, was it just that he didn't want to see Zhang Lang lose?

How is it possible, I am definitely not such a person, I should keep winning.

If the mall is above and gives the other party a certain chance to breathe, then the next moment, the person who died must be himself.

So he, Xiao Yiming, can't lose.

Wow -

The scene changed, and Xiao Yiming found that he was still sitting upright at the gaming table, but at this moment, his back was already soaked.

"Uncle Xiao, you must take that rabbit cub...... The man was defeated! Give me a bad breath. Originally, Yuan Binhan wanted to say that the rabbit cub was coming, but considering Zhang Lang's terrifying strength, he changed his words at the moment.

Xiao Yiming didn't answer, but looked at Zhang Lang, who was still light and light.

However, only Zhang Lang secretly said that it was a pity, and the black pupils in his eyes gradually faded, gradually becoming the size of ordinary pupils.

Fang Cai's hypnosis only lasted for three seconds!

"Are you the gambling king, are you still coming?" Zhang Lang's words were amazing.

Wow -