Chapter Eighty-One: Mishap

"Keep guessing the size!" I said.

It looked a little competitive, but my heart was much calmer, and I was no longer in a hurry.

I want to see what kind of method the sick scholar is.

The sick scholar continued to color the cup, a little loose.

I suddenly said again: "You lose once, and your head falls to the ground." ”

The sick scholar raised his eyes to look at me, saw that my face was expressionless, and finally couldn't help but sigh lightly, and turned his hand dexterously again.

I know that sick scholars don't dare to hide their clumsiness.

His dexterity also proves that he is not clumsy.

At this moment, I also gathered all my attention and looked at his hand with all my attention.

Suddenly, the sensation came again, and his hand instantly dilated in my eyes, slowing down.

Actually, it's not that his movements are slowing down, it's that my eyesight is speeding up!

Every swing and twist of my wrist, the flick of my fingers is evident in my eyes, and I can catch every movement and clue.

When all my attention was focused on my eyes, the vision regenerated, and suddenly something like a blood line appeared on his hand, wandering in the meridians of his hand, constantly circulating, where to stay, where to surge, all clearly revealed.

I knew in my heart that this was the trend of the qi vein.

I thought to myself, the qi and blood in my hands were also surging constantly, my fingers instantly bulged, and when my fingers moved, I really felt several times more agile than usual.

Looking at the light coloring cup with the fingers of the sick scholar, the dice in the color cup also changed because of this.

The convergence of my eyes and hearing created a fast-moving image in my mind.

It seems ethereal, but it can feel clear.

My brain is also running with the speed of the dice, and the image formed in my mind is as if the dice are appearing in my eyes, and my heart is immediately excited, although I am not sure if this image is really the same as the dice in the color cup, but I have a gut feeling that this image should be consistent with the facts.

At this moment, the color cup in the sick scholar's hand suddenly hit the table, and I clearly felt that the dice in the color cup jumped and changed the original speed.

The image in my mind was instantly chaotic and disappeared in an instant.

I don't have the feeling of knowing it anymore.

I can't help but secretly praise that this sick scholar is really extraordinary, but I didn't expect that this work also has skills.

I have been learning gambling skills with Sun Lao Er for some time, and ordinary people can't hide from people like me who have extraordinary hearing and gambling skills. But this meal of the sick scholar made me confused.

I wanted to guess the points based on the friction point where the dice landed at the end, but in the end it was a little less meaningful.

I know I'm going to lose this time.

But I'm not happy.

That's just the right time for me to learn the trick a little bit more.

Instead of reporting the number immediately, I asked, "Who is in charge of the Iron Axe Gang now?" ”

The sick scholar didn't raise his head, his body didn't move a bit, and he opened his mouth and said, "Of course it's the second leader." ”

I sneered and said, "If you tell a lie again, be careful that people's heads fall to the ground." ”

"Alas, I'm not lying, the second leader is my apprentice, he is smart and smart......"

Before the sick scholar finished speaking, my dragon knife had already risen, and it was swept by a knife on his head.

The sick scholar was shocked and bowed his head suddenly.

"Huh." A roll of long hair fell, and the remaining hair of the sick scholar was scattered and scattered on his face, and that face was filled with horror, and the ancients were heavy on the hair and skin of the body, and his hair was cut off by me, as if a human head was cut off by me once, so how ugly and ugly his face was, and his half-exposed scalp was stained with blood, and his gloomy and terrifying countenance was as ugly as a ghost in the middle of the night

However, he is a decaying ghost, and I am a killing god!

"You, you ......" The sick scholar opened his mouth and said for a long time, but he didn't say anything else.

"I'll give you one last chance, who's in charge?" I said coldly.

"Yes...... It's me! The sick scholar finally gritted his teeth and said.

My face was expressionless, but my heart was shocked.

Unexpectedly, I wanted to intercept this person with superb gambling skills first, in order to avoid mistakes in gambling money tomorrow, but I didn't expect to be crooked, and the person in charge was arrested.

I wanted to laugh in my heart, but I held back.

The skill of lying is not high. His face didn't change, but his heart skipped a beat.

When I asked him who was in charge, his heart pounded a few times.

Because of this, I heard the anomaly, and I was sure that he was not telling the truth, and why would he tell a lie about the person in charge? There must be problems. After the dragon sword swept away, he no longer dared to tell lies.

I really didn't expect him to be in charge.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Alas, I have been planning the Iron Axe Gang for a long time, although outsiders see the second gang leader as a smart and resourceful person, but since he joined the Quick Knife Gang, all the strategies and decisions are controlled and commanded by me, and he is just my mouthpiece. Over the years, I have been using him to steal the financial and human rights of the Iron Axe Gang. The sick scholar told the truth helplessly.

When the sick scholar said this, I believed it. Although it was the first time to see the sick scholar Fu Kun, I could feel that he was a person who was good at layout, scheming, and cold-hearted.

If it was him planning the Iron Axe Gang, it would not be an exaggeration.

"Ren Manjiang didn't find out?"

"Although Ren Manjiang's martial arts are okay, and his mind is barely calculated, he is still worse than me. I usually pretend to be greedy for money and lustful, just a person who is good at gambling and is raised by apprentices. How could he see through my manipulation. Besides, he always needed me to borrow my apprentice to advise him and manage the helpers, so he was happy to worry less. The sick scholar brushed his head, with a little pride on his face.

I thought to myself, this person is also a person with some skills, in addition to being ruthless and treacherous, and excellent gambling skills, acting is also first-class. If it weren't for Sun Lao Er knowing him well, I'm afraid I might not be able to see that he is a behind-the-scenes manipulator, and I would probably see him as a timid person.

"Three, four, six" I didn't ask again, but called out the points.

I know, though, I shouldn't have guessed.

Although the sick scholar tried his best to hide his contemptuous smile for fear of angering me, I was still aware of it. I saw the sick scholar sneer and lifted the lid of the color cup.

Three-three-five. I did lose again.

Looking at the sick scholar's contemptuous smile, I was not angry at all, as if I didn't know, I directly picked up the color cup and shook it.

The sick scholar was originally smiling, but immediately the smile froze on his face.

Looking at my unusually agile technique, he couldn't help but be stunned, and exclaimed: "What...... How can it be? You, how did you do it. ”

Before the sick scholar finished speaking, Sun Lao Er laughed loudly, obviously in a very happy mood.

"You are Brother Xiaoyong, how did you learn your unique skills twice, right, haha......"

"He's ...... Is he really watching? Didn't you teach? The sick scholar couldn't believe it.

"Haha, I teach, I don't know your technique, how can I teach him." Sun Lao Er smiled with relief.

With a "snap", I pressed the cup on the table.

It's also a one-time job.

The sick scholar who had been staring at me followed me, as if he had suddenly aged ten years old, and sat down in his seat weakly and did not speak for a long time.