Thinking about it, Su Mo slowly took the piece of wool off the shelf.

This piece of wool is the size of two palms, and under the opening of the shadow pupil to observe, the Lingyuan star dots coiled around this piece of wool are a little sparser than the surrounding columns, which can't help but make Su Mo's heart drum.

He didn't understand why the ball suddenly moved so badly, but it seemed to him that it had something to do with the content of the piece of wool. And, at this point, he only needs to choose a piece of scrap. After a few breaths of deliberation, Su Mo decided, took the five pieces of wool he had selected, strolled back to the side of the table just now, and arranged the five pieces of wool in turn.

"It's your turn. Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the swaggering Zhuang pen, and the Zhuang pen also snorted softly and coldly, before he put down his hands in front of him and turned around and walked towards the wool area.

Zhuang Bi walked into the wool area, his pupils slowly changed color, and his eyes flickered, constantly sweeping over the wool. This is the first time Su Mo has entered the casino, and naturally it is the first time he has seen the pupil technique.

However, Su Mo didn't care too much about this. This so-called pupil technique is nothing more than to make what the eyes see clearer, and the appearance of this Zhuang pen at this time is not much different from the rumored pupil technique.

Then, in just five minutes, Zhuang Bi hurried back with five pieces of wool, and after arranging the wool in order, he looked at Su Mo with contempt. And Su Mo smiled coldly, but he didn't care about him, and turned to the seventh man on the side and said, "Old gentleman housekeeper, please." ”

Su Mo's politeness made the old housekeeper slightly surprised, and then his eyes had a little more favor for Su Mo. As soon as Su Mo said, the old man nodded, walked forward a few steps and stood at the table, took out the special knife, and was ready to start cutting at any time.

"Before I cut the material, I'll make it clear to you. ”

Su Mo spoke, "If in the end, the two of us draw, what about this game?"

"Oh, joke, I'll draw with you?!"

Zhuang Bi listened to Su Mo's question, and immediately opened his mouth to mock, but then replied, "If you are really lucky enough to be able to draw with Ben Shao, even if you win!"

After that, Zhuang Bi also showed an impatient look, and said loudly to the old housekeeper: "Old man, butler, hurry up and open the material, let this kid know what is the height of the sky." ”

And Zhuang Bi's words made the housekeeper look at him unpleasantly, and then he paid attention to the wool arranged by the two. Subsequently, he picked up Su Mo's first piece of wool and began to cut the material.

The wool fell off little by little, and all the onlookers present were eager to know what the final result would be.

The wool falls off, and it's just a piece of waste.

The first piece was scrap, and the faces of the onlookers were slightly surprised, but they were soon restored to their original state. And Lao Qi also paused slightly, and then picked up the first piece of wool from the Zhuang pen on the side for cutting.

"Izumitsu!"

After the first piece of Zhuangbi's palm-sized wool was cut in half, it actually emitted a faint white fluorescence, and after a moment of silence, there was such an exclamation among the crowd of onlookers.

After the light came out, Lao Qi did not stop the movements in his hands, skillfully cutting the material, and after the spirit stone fell, the wool finally turned into a pile of ash.

"Hmph, what's the matter, stinky boy, this is the power of my Xiangshi family, aren't you afraid?!" The two of them each opened a piece of wool, and so far Zhuang Bi was slightly better, and before Lao Qi went to open Su Mo's second piece of wool, Zhuang Bi directly opened his mouth and mocked, as if he had already won.

Su Mo listened to Zhuang Bi mocking himself like this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching without a trace, and then when he looked at Zhuang Bi, his eyes were already full of pity, pity him for being so brainless.

And Zhuang Bi was fluttering and arrogant on the side, but everyone didn't pay much attention to him. Soon, Lao Qi started again, picked up Su Mo's second piece of wool, and slowly cut the material.

This piece is the size of a palm and a half, and in Lao Qi's skillful cutting technique, the wool is also opened little by little, and it is sprinkled and piled up into ashes.

Most of the wool has gone, but there is still no sign of light, and the faint spirit yuan around the wool is not as good as it was at the beginning, and the onlookers sighed lightly.

There are also many people among them who support "Lucky Boy" and think that "Lucky Boy" can win, but this second piece of wool is still a piece of scrap, and those people are disappointed.

After this piece of waste material was completely reduced to a cloud of dust, Zhuang Bi began to mock again: "Oh, where did the momentum of your 'lucky boy' go just now? Won't you still not lose or win, you can only open a piece of wool, right? I can tell you, this time I have selected two pieces of wool that can shine, you just wait to kneel for me!"

"Two pieces of wool that can be opened!"

"Isn't he a yellow-level high-level pupil technique, he is so confident that he can produce two pieces of light, that is a forty percent chance!"

"Don't you know about Young Master Zhuang Bizhuang?"

Zhuang Pen's words can be said to have stirred up a thousand waves, and the gamblers around him were all talking, but in the end, they gradually calmed down.

After Su Mo's second piece of wool completely turned into dust, Lao Qi picked up the second piece of wool from Zhuang Bi.

In Lao Qi's hands, the wool of the Zhuang pen fell off little by little, and after most of it was gone, a faint white light appeared again.

"It's light again! He's telling the truth!"

Suddenly, seeing this faint white light, there was such an exclamation among the onlookers gamblers, and then all the gamblers gasped.

"This forty percent chance, is it really his pupil technique?"

"Don't think about it, it's luck. ”

The surrounding gamblers continued to discuss, and Zhuang Bi saw that the second piece of wool was also opened, and he was even more fluttering, and this time he didn't speak, but looked at Su Mo with a little disdain. As everyone knows, Su Mo has already laughed at him all over again.

And Zhuang Pen's second piece of wool was also opened, Lao Qi looked at Su Mo but sighed slightly, and then picked up Su Mo's third piece of wool, and after a little hesitation, he moved the special knife in his hand again.

The wool was shaved off little by little, and the wool in Lao Qi's hands became smaller and smaller as time passed, and the onlookers around were all looking at this piece of wool, and a few still had fists in their hands, as if they were gambling on stones.

"Izumitsu!"

Everyone was preoccupied, and the entire casino fell into a brief silence, which was finally broken by a cry of surprise.

Bang dang.

A spirit stone fell from the wool, and the movements in Lao Qi's hand became faster and faster after a slight pause. Eventually, the piece of wool became a piece of scrap.

Then, Lao Qi did not pause at all, picked up the third piece of wool of the Zhuang pen and began to cut the material. Luck will never always favor Zhuang Pen, and this third piece of wool is waste.

Both of them are three pieces of wool, but Zhuang Bi is ahead of Su Mo with the advantage of one piece of open wool.

Under such circumstances, although Su Mo opened a spirit stone, it was always difficult to recover the situation in the eyes of all gamblers. Moreover, at this time, Su Mo was also slightly shocked in his heart.

Zhuang pen can open two pieces of open wool, and he never expected it. Su Mo's own choice was only two pieces of open wool, and the last one was also because of the movement of the small ball, the fluorescence was already thinner than other wool, and Su Mo really didn't have a bottom in his heart.

The fourth piece of wool, as Su Mo expected, opened a spirit stone. In this way, Su Mo also opened two pieces of open wool, which is temporarily the same as Zhuangbi.

Immediately, the surrounding gamblers were talking for a while, and then calmed down again.

And Zhuang Bi's expression was a little ugly, as he said at the beginning just now, if it was a draw, it would be regarded as Su Mo's victory. At this time, if he didn't open the third piece of open wool, he would lose this hundred spirit stones!

Subsequently, Lao Qi also opened the fourth piece of wool of the Zhuang pen very quickly, and the wool fell off little by little, and there was no big sound in the whole casino, and everyone was attentive to watch the wool on Lao Qi's hands fall off little by little.

"It's out again!"

Luck seems to favor Zhuang pen again, the fourth piece of wool, Zhuang pen once again opened the light, so that the two saw that there was a difference in a piece of open wool. And Zhuang Bi's originally slightly gloomy expression recovered, and he looked at Su Mo with a contemptuous expression.

And seeing Zhuang Bi's spirit stone bloom with light, Su Mo's heart couldn't help but tremble. He was originally confident, but his heart was slightly lifted at this time. He really couldn't be sure what could be made out of this last piece of wool, and a piece of dull wool of 13,000 gold coins might not have much hope.

However, Su Mo was still struggling in his heart, looking at the last piece of wool, although his heart was empty, he still held faith. Perhaps, this piece of wool can also turn the tide.

Immediately, Lao Qi began to pick up the last piece of Su Mo's wool, and under the knife cutting, the wool shrank little by little.

Huh......

"It's out of the light!" Between the openings, a strange light flashed, which suddenly made everyone's eyes tremble, and then they all gasped.

"This doesn't seem to be a spirit stone!"

"It's Lingtie!"

Subsequently, under the gradual shrinkage of the wool, two more people opened their mouths to scream, which actually surprised the surrounding gamblers and expressed shock and shock.

Su Mo really turned the tide this time!

"You're losing, aren't you!" Su Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, and then spoke to Zhuang Bi again.

At this time, Zhuang Bi was even more shocked, and then his face also showed an anxious look: "I still have a piece of wool here that has not been opened, and the final result has not yet come out!"

At this point, it's really just a tie.

"Young Master Zhuang, do you really think you have an eighty percent chance?"

"Young Master Zhuang is dying and struggling, hahaha!"

"Just let him go, let him see his last piece of scrap, 'Lucky Boy' is still lucky!"

Zhuang Bi's words stirred up a thousand waves again, and then Zhuang Bi's face gradually became gloomy, looking at the last piece of wool, and then looking at Su Mo, there were already some angry colors born because of embarrassment.

Then, Lao Qi picked up the last piece of wool from Zhuangbi, and used it skillfully, and the wool shrank little by little.

In the end, it's still a piece of scrap.

"You must be cheating!" After the last wisp of dust fell, Zhuang Bi suddenly burst out, and then the strength of his feet rose, and the spirit yuan in his hand rolled, and jumped out of the claw in the direction of Su Mo.

And Zhuang Bi's scene was really too sudden, and everyone didn't have time to react, the two were already close, even if President Xue wanted to save Su Mo, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy.

When Su Mo saw this scene, the corners of his mouth were a smile without a trace.

But the Mixed Spirit Realm, you want to hurt me? It's a joke!