Chapter 8: Your Crickets Are All Trash!!
"Come on, it!"
At this time, Lin Yue's face was red and his neck was thick, his iron-headed general had gradually fallen into the disadvantage, and if he continued like this, he would definitely lose.
"Haha, Brother Lin, no matter how iron-headed your head is, I'm afraid it's not my opponent with red teeth and yellow teeth, so let's take out 30,000 yuan obediently!"
On the other side, Gao Li, who was full of red light, laughed, his red teeth and yellow body have been through a hundred battles, and he has won 32 games in a row, fighting invincible opponents all over the south of the city, this Lin Yue actually challenged himself without knowing whether he was alive or dead, it was simply giving money!
It's so silly!!
"Ding, congratulations to the host, I found that I can raise pets - crickets, do you want to raise them?"
Wang Fan approached, and the sound of the system also sounded, but he ignored the system, but watched the battle between the two crickets, shouting and cheering:
"Okay, it, it!"
"Come on, you can't lose!"
"Oh, get up, fight again, don't be cowardly!!"
Wang Fan was very serious, and in the eyes of outsiders, he thought it was his crickets fighting.
"Wait, little brother, why are you more excited than me?"
Lin Yue was stunned, who is this little brother?
Where did it come from?
There's nothing wrong with it!!
He looked at Wang Fan as if he was mentally retarded.
Not only him, but everyone also looked at Wang Fan in a daze. made eye contact, indicating that he didn't know Wang Fan.
"Where's the boy, while playing. ”
"Yes, yes, this is a game that our seniors play, young man, you better play something else!"
"Go for the pickles, fighting crickets is not for you young people, it takes money and time. ”
The old people around protested one after another, because Wang Fan blocked their sight.
But.
Wang Fan did not leave.
Instead, he grinned and said:
"Brothers, don't get me wrong, I'm also a cricket, see how energetic you are, I'll come over, you're all my bosom friends, haha~~~"
He looked familiar, called him brother and brother to the old people, and hooked his shoulders. Because in his opinion, these old people's faces are all printed with Grandpa Mao.
It's just that the old people didn't buy it, they all disliked it and slapped his hand away, focusing on the battle.
Especially Lin Yue and Gao Fei, they didn't even glance at Wang Fan.
"Hey !!"
Wang Fan was not happy.
Okay, you old boys, look how I clean you up with crickets, huh!
Wang Fan ran away and searched frantically in the park, and after a while, in a lawn, he found the chirping of crickets.
He lay on the ground, searching carefully.
Finally.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you found that you can raise pets - crickets, do you want to raise them?"
"Hurry up, cultivate and cultivate!" Wang Fan couldn't wait.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for raising a pet - cricket, is it upgraded?"
Then, Wang Fan felt a sense of connection in his heart.
Crickets, raised !!
"Level up!"
He said without hesitation.
"Ding, congratulations on the successful upgrade of the host and the cultivation of a level 1 cricket. The system repeatedly.
"Come out!!"
Wang Fan showed a smug smile, and when he gave an order, he saw that a big cricket jumped up from the grass, and all of a sudden, it fell into Wang Fan's hand, rubbing his palm affectionately.
"This cricket is too big, system, shrink me a little. ”
Looking at the cricket in his hand, Wang Fan frowned, this cricket is the size of half his palm, if this is released, who will dare to compete with him?
Unless the man is stupid!
You must know that the average cricket, which is the size of an adult's thumb, will be hung and beaten in front of him, just like the difference between an adult and a child.
"Good host!"
"Ding......
After spending ten points of vitality, the cricket returned to its original state, and the very small one, which looked like it had just reached adulthood, was much smaller than Wang Fan's thumb, only as thick as his little thumb.
"Haha, yes, yes!"
However, Wang Fan still smiled, because this is exactly what he wants, and the small size is perfect for confusing those old men who take crickets by their appearance.
"Let's call you General Chang Sheng!"
Choosing a good name for the cricket, Wang Fan killed it again.
The old people's competition has ended, and as expected, Lin Yue's iron-headed general lost, known as a very iron head, was broken by Gao Fei's red tooth yellow, and lost 30,000 yuan.
At this time, Lin Yue was very unconvinced, where was he puffing up, like a child who lost a fight.
"Brother, it's a miserable loss!"
Wang Fan leaned over and said very badly.
I can clearly see that the iron-headed general has turned over his body, and he is afraid that his life will not be long.
"Boy, how do you talk! I tell you, if you weren't a young man, I would have been anxious with you, hum!!"
Lin Yue immediately broke out, Made, this young man is here to find fault at all, not because he is old, he has already gone up to fight Wang Fan.
"Hehe, to be honest, brother, don't be angry, I'm also playing cricket, your iron-headed general, in front of me, a victorious general, is a garbage !!"
Wang Fan smiled proudly, took out the cricket, and showed off happily.
Hearing this, Gao Fei also laughed and said loudly:
"Your little brother is telling the truth, but, to put it mildly, your cricket is small enough, my red teeth are yellow, almost as big as you, if you fight, I'm afraid, hehe, your winning general will become a defeated general!!"
He smiled very proudly and looked down on Wang Fan's crickets.
It's not just him.
Some other old people who were playing with crickets also laughed when they saw Wang Fan's crickets.
That~~~ is so small.
Also worthy of being called a victorious general?
I'm afraid it's not funny!
Lin Yue was the first to say: "Hmph, such a small one, boy, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, to be honest, my iron-headed general is injured and dying, and your winning general is not an opponent, and he also said that my garbage, I am only afraid that yours will be more rubbish." ”
Damn it!
It's so damnable!!
A hairy boy, not good at studying and working, actually playing cricket, how idle are you?
Lin Yue was very unconvinced, and as soon as he broke out, his old brothers also spoke:
"Young man, I see you dressed, I'm afraid you're not a student, students should go to school, play with crickets, so small, and have the face to say that others are rubbish, hehe!!"
"Alas~~~ Young people now, it's really impetuous, it's not me bragging, just that little cricket, my black teeth can bite to death with a bite. ”
"That is, although my big-headed tiger is not the strongest, it is more than enough to deal with a small cricket, and it is killed in three minutes, not blown. ”
Some old people gossiped, and they took out their baby crickets to compare with Wang Fan, and spoke very unfriendly.
However, the more Wang Fan listened, the happier he became, what he wanted was this effect, he immediately stood up, glanced at the old men, and Lang Lang said:
"Actually, I don't just want to talk about this old gentleman's cricket garbage, I also want to say that your crickets are all garbage!!"
"Fighter !! in the garbage"