Chapter 115: Another Gamble?
"As long as we take out Autumnwater City, we are almost in the championship position."
"At that time, step on the Imperial City again, first..."
"It's here!"
At this moment, Liu Chengfeng seemed to have seen an infinitely bright future, clenched his fists, and muttered to himself.
"Su Yang, Imperial City, are you sure to kill it?"
Since Su Yang had already crushed the little monk once, Liu Chengfeng at this moment had directly targeted the imperial city in advance, and asked Su Yang expectantly.
"Take out the Imperial City..."
"It's kind of difficult."
"I can only try."
Su Yang was stunned for a moment, thought carefully for a moment, and finally gave his opinion cautiously.
Liu Chengfeng thoughtfully: "It seems that the contestant in the Imperial City is really strong, even Su Yang has no intention of winning, it seems... I have to inquire about Su Yang in advance, and it's best to invite him to a cup of milk tea. ”
After whispering softly, Liu Chengfeng looked at everyone: "Although I don't know much about fighting, after these rounds of competition, you should have crushing strength." ”
"I won't talk nonsense."
"Tomorrow, it will still be Su Yang's first formation, and others will be at will."
"Good night's sleep."
After speaking, Liu Chengfeng faced everyone and smiled to sign.
Fortunately, this time, he finally didn't say anything like inviting everyone to drink a cup of milk tea, which stimulated people's nerves.
The crowd dispersed.
Su Yang sat alone in the chair, looking a little dazed: "Why does Xiao Merry want me... What about taking out the Imperial City? ”
"Is there some conspiracy in the Imperial City?"
"It's easy to blow up the Imperial City, but ... It's hard to run. ”
"There's still the Imperial City Army outside the city..."
With puzzlement, Su Yang muttered and left, and his brain, which was not wealthy, was always thinking about this complex problem.
Fortunately, Liu Chengfeng didn't hear him talking to himself, otherwise he would definitely jump up in fright.
Early in the morning, the venue.
Geng Fatzi looked at Liu Chengfeng with a smile: "Friendship first, competition second, everyone works hard, I specially bought milk tea for everyone, come and drink a cup?" ”
Liu Chengfeng also smiled: "Coincidentally, I also prepared milk tea for the students in Qiushui City, don't be polite." ”
The two were carrying milk tea, looking at each other,-for-tat.
"Your milk tea is too cheap, and my team members are not uncommon to drink it."
"Tsk, our team members hate the rich and don't drink yours."
"Hatred of the rich is a disease, and it must be cured!"
"Those who are arrogant in the face of poverty are very cheap!"
"Speak some Mandarin, I don't understand."
"Uneducated turtles!"
"Then do you dare to drink my milk tea?"
"Drink to each other?"
The two stared at each other, just took the milk tea carefully prepared by each other, and paused.
For a moment, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"Let's welcome the captains of Shanhai City and Qiushui City with warm applause!"
The host's enthusiastic voice rang out.
Su Yang glanced at Geng Fatzi with pity, and the little monk glanced at Liu Chengfeng with pity, and came to the stage one after another.
The next second...
Geng Fat, Liu Chengfeng's face turned white at the same time, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he rushed to the bathroom at the speed of a 100-meter race.
I don't know if I've been with Su Yang for a long time, and I've been contaminated with a lot of Su Yang's good qualities.
In a hurry, Liu Chengfeng also took a few seconds to get off his yin foot and stumble Geng Fatzi to the ground, and then continued to run in a hurry.
"Liu Chengfeng, I... I'm your uncle! ”
Geng Fat Man tossed hard for a long time before he turned over, covered his buttocks, and walked quickly to the bathroom.
On the other side, Su Yang and the little monk stood in the ring at the same time.
Although he was beaten by Su Yang once, it was Qiushui City who spent money to save his life, but when the little monk looked at Su Yang again, his eyes were still unwavering.
"We... Bet again! ”
He carried a long big box on his back, wore sunglasses, looked at Su Yang, and said with a smile.
Su Yang was puzzled: "Monk, can you still gamble?" ”
"Why do people always like to put a bunch of rules and regulations on people who believe in Buddhism?"
"When you do this, you don't respect the Buddha, and when you do that, you don't respect the Buddha..."
"It's weird."
The little monk stood in place, looking a little distressed, and had no intention of drawing lots at all.
Su Yang was the same, and the little monk had a serious Buddhist exchange: "I think it's necessary, it will make you look very hard, it's not easy." ”
"Why?"
"Why show it to the world, why work hard?"
"When I believe in Buddhism, can't I eat meat, smoke cigarettes, or drink alcohol?"
The little monk took off his sunglasses and looked at Su Yang with clear eyes.
Su Yang groaned: "If you don't do this, there will be more peers, and if you have more peers, you will earn less, and if you earn less, you won't be able to buy meat, drink alcohol, or smoke." ”
"So, we're going to steal?"
The little monk has an understanding!
Su Yang shook his head: "No! This is just the downstream of the industrial chain, if you want to do it, you can do the source trading, directly smash all the Buddha statues, and sit on the altar yourself, so that others can only worship you! ”
"What if they don't approve of me?"
The little monk's eyes lit up, as if he had found a confidant, and he asked excitedly.
Su Yang smiled: "Then kill them all, and the others will naturally believe you." ”
"Makes sense!"
The little monk nodded violently!
They chatted about the rise, but the host holding the microphone on the side was already sweating profusely.
These two...
What a pervert!
If it weren't for his quick eyes and quick hands, he turned off the microphone in advance, and the audience present would have exploded directly when they heard this remark!
Serious people who chat like this!
"So, what do you want to bet on?"
After chatting for a while, Su Yang suddenly brought the topic back on track, looked at the little monk and asked.
The little monk did not hesitate: "I want to win back my lamp." ”
"And what if you lose?" Su Yang was a little curious.
For this question, the little monk was very distressed: "I lost... Lost, you killed me? ”
"I'll kill you, there's no benefit."
"I'm already a mature madman, and I won't kill people for no reason!"
Su Yang was a little proud, proudly raised his chin, and boasted.
The little monk didn't know how to feel it, looked at Su Yang with envy, and then fell into thought again: "That... Then you won, and I owe you my life? ”
"Speaking of which, it's fate..."
Su Yang's face darkened.
But the little monk was very serious: "Because I only have this life, which is more valuable." ”
"Then I'll suffer a loss."
Su Yang nodded helplessly.
The little monk bowed to Su Yang seriously and said sincerely, "Thank you." ”
"You're welcome."
Su Yang smiled politely.
Then, the two turned their heads at the same time and looked at the host, revealing some doubts in their eyes.