As the grandmother's words fell, the people around seemed to have just come to their senses, and they exploded immediately.

Following the words of the grandmother, she praised this Lu Zijia like money, and she almost didn't hold people up to the sky.

Lu Zijia, "......"

The people of this world are really fickle, they hated her and condemned her just now, and now they are optimistic about her again.

The sudden reversal of things caught the three of Master Dedao off guard, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Lu Zijia ignored everyone's praise, and turned his gaze to Master Dedao, "Two wins in three games, I should have two wins now, right?"

Lu Zijia asked this because he wanted to get the victory Buddha beads as soon as possible, and then go to eat KFC.

But when she heard what Master Dedao said, it was Chiguoguo's provocation.

It's no wonder that Master Dedao's face can be good.

Master Dedao's face was ugly, and the faces of the young Taoist priest and Lu Zhiyue were not too good.

originally thought that Lu Zijia had stepped on the mud, but she didn't think about it, and she turned over in the blink of an eye!

Lu Xuanyue hated itchy, but she was helpless.

After all, with so many pairs of eyes watching, no matter how clever she is, she can't open her eyes and tell nonsense and continue to deduct the name of the liar on Lu Zijia's head.

If she really did that, the one who was condemned in turn would have become her!

"Wait, if it's three rounds, it's going to be three.

Even though you win two rounds, a competition is a competition and you should keep going. ”

The third young man who participated in the competition came over from the side dissatisfied, sat on the chair of the two tables like an uncle, and said to Lu Zijia.

"Besides, Young Master Ben has been waiting for a long time in order to participate in your competition.

You say it's over, isn't it unkind?"

The young man looked to be in his twenties, he was not wearing a bargain, and he still had fashionable yellow hair on his head, and his expression was dragging and dragging him.

This kind of gentlemanly son, the first reaction is that if you can, you won't provoke.

Lu Zijia glanced at the young man twice, and then smiled meaningfully as if he had seen something interesting.

"You're right, three rounds are three rounds. ”

Lu Zijia nodded with a smile, and then made a gesture of please to Master Dedao.

"Master Dedao, why don't you come first?"

Such a competition is often advantageous to the one that starts first.

It's a pity that Lu Zijia's humility did not exchange for the kindness of Master Dedao, but got resentment.

"No, I'll choose you. ”

Before Master Dedao could reply, the young man spoke first, and as he spoke, he took out his wallet, took out a large stack of red bulls, and put it in front of Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia visually inspected the stack of red bulls in front of him, there were probably more than 20,000, and it was really the young master of the local tyrant!

It's a pity that even the young master of the local tyrant is an unlucky egg.

"As long as you are right, the money is yours, not enough for me to write a check with you. ”

Song Zixuan came out of the house, originally wanting to take a walk to relieve his boredom, but unexpectedly walked to Lingde Street, which he hated the most.

Just when he wanted to turn around and leave, he heard about Lu Zijia's competition with Master Dedao.

He would participate on a whim, and it was also a trick to debunk the deception of these so-called warlocks on the spot.

But the next two competitions made Song Zixuan start to waver.

Of course, there is more suspicion and resentment.

After all, if it weren't for these so-called master warlocks, he wouldn't have ......

Thinking of himself and his family, Song Zixuan's attitude instantly became bad.

"But if you can't tell you accurately, don't blame Young Master Ben for beating you up and sending you to the police station!"

"Of course. ”

Lu Zijia smiled disapprovingly, looking at Song Zixuan's gaze even more weird.

Song Zixuan was unnaturally seen by her, and he was faintly annoyed in his heart, but he still held back.

"You, you are ......"

Lu Zhiyue, who was on the side, didn't pay much attention to Song Zixuan at first, but the more she looked at Song Zixuan, the more she felt that he was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember who he was.