Chapter 225: Not Worthy of Being My Dog
Seeing that Han Qing had taken over the gamble, Murong Song walked straight to the stall owner.
"Lao Wu, take out your treasure, I know that your piece of rough stone of the best glass species is always carried with me." Murong Song said.
The stall owner's face became bitter, and he sighed, and did not say anything, but took out a large box from it.
After opening, there was a rough stone of more than 100 catties inside, and a total of four windows were opened, one on the top and one on the left and right.
Moreover, every window exposes pure glass jadeite material without any impurities.
Even people who don't know how to do it can see the value of this rough stone.
Once, someone used 100 million to buy this rough stone, and the stall owner directly drove the person away.
This rough stone, the four windows are extremely thin, and there is a high probability that it is just a layer of stone skin, which contains a whole piece of high-quality glass jadeite.
If that's the case, the value is at least worth more than a billion yuan.
"If you lose, kneel down and kowtow now, and call your ancestors." Murong Song laughed and looked proud.
Mu Xiaodong, who was next to him, also laughed wildly, and said with a hideous expression: "You two bastards, kneel down immediately, and you still want to fight with me, but you don't know that it is Young Master Murong standing behind me." ”
At this time, the crowd of onlookers all looked at Han Qing and Xi Dafu sympathetically.
Everyone can see that Murong Song is clearly oppressive with power.
It's just that because the gambling contract was made first, on the surface, no one can say that Murong Dashao is not.
They felt that Han Qing and Xi Dafu had lost unjustly, but in a certain aspect, they were not wronged.
Since Murong Song appeared to support Mu Xiaodong, it shows that the two sides are not at all a level of competition.
"We didn't pick, why did we lose?" Han Qing snorted coldly.
"It's just a waste of time, let's just say it, you can't find a better rough stone here." The stall owner spoke.
"When the final hole cards are not revealed, everything is unknown, boss, do I have to spend money to choose a rough stone?" Han Qingdao.
The stall owner was a little impatient and said: "Give you one, don't charge your money, you hurry up, don't affect my business." ”
At this moment, Han Qing pointed to the stone pier where the stall owner was sitting and said, "I have chosen, just this one." ”
"What? This piece? Are you sure? The stall owner was stunned.
And the onlookers all laughed.
"That's it." Han Qing affirmed.
"Okay, it looks like you're throwing in the towel, so it's up to you." The stall owner got up and kicked on the stone pier, causing it to roll in front of Han Qing.
This stone pier is grayish-black, cylindrical, and about 50 centimeters in diameter.
Look, this is an ordinary stone, not even a rough stone.
"The practitioner is Junjie, boy, you are so knowledgeable, then Ben Shao will give you a chance to be a dog, as long as you listen to Ben Shao's words in the future and be a good dog, then Ben Shao will be merciful and let you go today." Murong Song laughed, he also thought that Han Qing was just admitting defeat in a different way.
"I want to give you a chance to be a dog, but think about it, you are not qualified to be my dog." Han Qing sneered, and a sky-high domineering aura erupted from his body.
Murong Song trembled, feeling his scalp tingle, and a fear that made him tremble welled up in his heart.
And the people around were all dumbfounded, looking at each other.
Suddenly, there was a burst of mocking laughter.
Originally, they were still very sympathetic to Han Qing and Xi Dafu, but now, hearing Han Qing's wild words, they only felt that they deserved it.