Lu Fan was not moved by the threat of greed in the slightest, he sighed and said, "Oh, I wanted to go straight to the end like this, but it seems that the seniors haven't played enough with Zaixia, so how about we have another round of the Four Heavens?" ”

Greed stagnates, this ...... What does this stinky boy mean? Does he still want to continue?

"I warn you, you can't be a scoundrel!" Greed blows his beard and glares.

"But everything here belongs to you, what kind of scoundrel am I playing?" Lu Fan looked at greed with an innocent expression.

Greed was stunned.

That's right!

The chessboard here is designed by yourself, the chess pieces are placed by yourself, the traps are made by yourself, the rules are set by yourself, and even the dice are old friends who have followed them for many years.

What kind of scoundrel can he Lu Fan play?

But...... The more this happened, the more he felt aggrieved - these things, as well as those repeating trap cards, were originally designed by him to be used as a pit man, but he didn't expect that he would be pitted like this one day!

In the past, the challenger threw the dice indiscriminately, and even if he was lucky enough to take one or two rounds occasionally, he would immediately be greedy to control the rhythm of the game.

For no other reason, he is greedy for the skill of throwing dice, as long as he grasps the strength and angle, there is a high probability that he can throw it to the range of points he wants, and he can control the rhythm of the game within this point range, which is a unique skill that he has practiced for many years.

He recalled that in order to practice throwing dice to find a feel, he put his hand into the boiling water and practiced for 7749 days before he practiced this unique mastery.

But the game with the kid on the opposite side has been played so far, not to mention controlling the rhythm of the game, he has stopped at the starting point and has not moved, and the dice have not touched at all.

Thinking of this, greed began to cough violently, he was aggrieved, he was aggrieved!

Lu Fan's side has already started throwing dice again, and this time he threw a five.

After the little chess piece walked to the grid, a line of words was printed on it: If the investment business fails, return to the No. 8 grid.

Seeing this, greed's face, which was already pale, became even paler.

Grid No. 8, isn't this the grid where Lu Fan drew the event card for the first time.

Lu Fan rubbed his hands, looked at greed, and said, "Since the predecessors are so elegant, let's have another round." ”

With that, he drew out a card, and it was a flood trap card!

Greedy eyes were dull, and he refused to think for a moment, and only said mechanically: "Evil obstacles, you ......"

The electric motor chair went to room number one with greed to receive the flooding.

Bang blah~

The electric motor chair is back with greed dripping with water all over its body.

"The old man is a respected veteran in Donghai City, you dare!"

Lu Fan threw the dice casually again, and then repeated the process of the first round.

The electric motor chair went to room two with greed to be roasted by fire.

Whoop~

The electric motor chair is back with greed that smokes all over its body.

"You wicked handicap, didn't your teacher teach you to respect the old and love the young from childhood to adulthood?" Greed blows his beard and glares.

Lu Fan threw the dice again with an expressionless face.

The electric motor chair took him to room three to be frozen.

Crackle crack~

The electric motor chair came back with greed covered in ice slag.

"That...... Let's talk? The greedy tone seemed to soften a little.

Lu Fan threw the dice again with an expressionless face.

The electric motor chair took him to room four to receive an electric shock.

Zilazilazila~

The electric motor chair is back with greed whose hair has completely stood on end.

After two rounds of greed baptized by traps, his robe was about to turn into a piece of rag, and his face was blackened and looked gray.

"Senior, are you still messing with my whole family?" Lu Fan asked lightly.

Greedy and angry Ruoyousi shook his head, Lu Fan's two waves of operations have subverted his cognition, what are you kidding, he, a little bastard, doesn't mess with his own family, he is already going to burn high incense.

What's more, today's trap torture, he is afraid that he will not be able to get out of bed in a few months, so he will do it?

Greed wanted to leave the chair, but moved, and the mechanical hand on the chair pressed him back firmly.

Damn, who designed such an SB manipulator?

…… Himself, yes, himself.

Greed shook his head with a wry smile.

"Senior, come, I'll talk to you. Do you think this is good, if we continue like this, it's not interesting, it's just a waste of each other's time, you just admit defeat and let me go to the next level, right? Lu Fan said kindly, respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue, and he naturally knows this truth.

Greed was silent and didn't speak - the task given to him by Qian Shilong was to keep Lu Fan here, and now if he let Lu Fan go, Qian Shilong would not give him good fruit to eat.

Seeing that greed was silent, Lu Fan sighed and threw the dice again.

On the newly arrived grid, there is a familiar line of words: investment business failure, return to grid 8.

Thus, the third round of the Quadruple Heaven Trap began.

The electric motor chair went to room number one with greed to receive the flooding.

Bang blah~

The electric motor chair is back with greed dripping with water all over its body.

Lu Fan: "Senior, it's too late for you to admit defeat now." ”

Greed: "......"

The electric motor chair went to room two with greed to be roasted by fire.

Whoop~

The electric motor chair is back with greed that smokes all over its body.

Lu Fan: "Senior, why are you so bothered, admit defeat, hey." ”

Greed: "......"

The electric motor chair took him to room three to be frozen.

Crackle crack~

The electric motor chair came back with greed covered in ice slag.

Lu Fan: "......"

Greed: "......"

The electric motor chair took him to room four to receive an electric shock.

Zilazilazila~

The electric motor chair is back with greed whose hair has completely stood on end.

Lu Fan: "......"

Greed: "...... Old, old man...... Throw in the towel......"

Greed, dripping with water, black smoke, falling ice slag, and flickering electric sparks, raised his hands.

Because one side conceded defeat, the game ended, and the manipulator restriction on the chair was lifted.

Lu Fan sighed, carefully put the ancient sandalwood dice back in front of Greed, and walked back to the central lifting platform with Ilya waiting on the side with his hands behind his back.

Greedily trembled his hands, picked up the old man's dice that had been with him for many years, and stroked it with his hand a few times.

"Goodbye, old fellow......"

He said this, then shook his hand violently, threw the dice to the ground, and stomped on it with his foot!

"Woo woo woo woo ~ " greed covered his face and cried, old tears.

At this moment, all the glory and dignity that he had built up in his life were ruthlessly crushed by Lu Fan, and he was tired and decided to wash his hands completely.

The guests in the hall were silent, looking at the greed on the screen and crying out in a gaffe, the three masters and apprentices were too miserable tonight......