Chapter Ninety-Three: Cents

If they are unreasonable, they will stir up three points, not to mention that Wu Youde has found a righteous and bright reason for them, and one by one they immediately beckoned their subordinates downstairs to drink tea and eat snacks to go upstairs, ready to beat Feng Qingyao and grab Feng Qingyao's things.

With the shouts of a crowd of gentlemen, the people downstairs who were drinking tea and eating snacks rushed up one by one and surrounded Feng Qingyao.

Li Ziqing and the others looked at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, they would cheat if they lost the bet, they had never seen such a thing. Immediately after that, Ma Boyuan and Li Ziqing can be regarded as masters of Confucianism. This kind of cheating is absolutely unacceptable to them.

Looking at the excited crowd, Wu Youde felt proud in his heart. With so many people on his side this time, he will definitely be able to avenge the beating last time, and maybe he can grab Feng Qingyao's outrageous cricket. Although his own Lan Qing died, if he could get Feng Qingyao's crickets, even if he killed ten or twenty more Lan Qing, Wu Youde felt that it was worth it.

Qiu Xiang looked at the guy in front of him full of nonsense with an angry face, last time he was beaten away by himself because he wanted to rob the cricket that he had just caught by his uncle, but now he didn't have a long memory to provoke his uncle again.

"Akika, beat them. ”

Qiu Xiang was angry, suddenly heard Feng Qingyao's voice, hurriedly handed over the package full of money in his hand to Feng Qingyao, turned around and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms that were about the same as ordinary people's calves.

Seeing Qiu Xiang's action of snatching his sleeves, Wu Youde and several of his subordinates couldn't help but shrink their necks. The lesson that Qiu Xiang taught them last time was very profound.

Wu Youde and his subordinates know how powerful Qiu Xiang is, but the other gentlemen don't know how powerful Qiu Xiang is. Seeing Feng Qingyao let a woman beat him, he couldn't help laughing, and looked at Feng Qingyao with disdain. People who rely on women's protection are looked down upon at all times.

Li Ziqing and the others didn't expect that Feng Qingyao would let the maids around them beat people, although they didn't despise Feng Qingyao as much as those gentlemen, but they still felt that something was not very good.

Qiu Xiang saw that these gentlemen were still laughing at Feng Qingyao, and snorted angrily and waved her fist at the gentlemen and their servants in front of her.

Although there are one or two martial arts practitioners in this group of gentlemen, their servants are also strong and strong. But compared to Qiu Xiang, who has cultivated the Bear Demon Powerful Fist, they are really not enough, and the obese Qiu Xiang is directly a tiger into the flock in the face of these gentlemen!

Almost in the blink of an eye, this group of gentlemen were all knocked to the ground by Qiu Xiang, and the few servants who were ridiculing Feng Qingyao were even broken by Qiu Xiang. One by one, they wailed and screamed.

"It's over, this time it's a dead death, I lost the heirloom, and I will definitely be killed when I go back. ”

A few of the heirlooms who were staked out lay there wailing with snot and tears, not only because they were hurt by Qiu Xiang, but also because they were afraid of the situation they would face when they returned home.

The little monk suddenly felt that he understood Feng Qingyao's deep meaning, stepped forward and titheed with both hands, and said with admiration: "Amitabha, it turns out that the donor used this method to help them change their evil and return to the right! Win them all, let them know the pain, know the mistake! It is really great love." In order to save people, he was willing to enter a dirty place like a gambling stall to defile himself, and there was a mind of the Buddha who cut meat to feed the eagle. ”

"Well, I said that Feng Qingyao can have such chess skills, it won't be an ordinary gentleman, it turns out that he has such a mind. If you can make these fools change their ways, it is indeed a merit. Ma Boyuan also nodded abruptly when he heard the words of the little monk of Miao Yuan.

"Ha, this kid surnamed Feng has the purpose of this. It's a good way to know that the pain can be corrected. Li Ziqing also nodded again and again in his heart.

The other six old men were also extremely surprised that Feng Qingyao could come up with such an ingenious method, and they admired it very much.

Feng Qingyao was slightly amused in his heart, he was originally here to win money, but in the eyes of this wonderful little monk, it turned out to be in order to make this group of gentlemen change their evil ways and return to the right. However, the little monk misunderstood, and Feng Qingyao didn't bother to explain, if you have to explain everything, wouldn't you be tired to death?

"Akika, bring the package. ”

did not respond to the words of the little monk of Miao Yuan, Feng Qingyao directly asked Qiu Xiang for the package containing the belongings, took out the property inside and divided it into ten parts with a glance, the largest pile was originally placed in the package, and the other nine parts were divided between Ma Boyuan, Li Ziqing and the little monk of Miao Yuan.

The crowd looked at Feng Qingyao in surprise, not knowing what to say. It's not that they haven't done anything about borrowing money to gamble, and after winning, they just return the borrowed money, and they have never given dividends to others. But Feng Qingyao would even give dividends to the borrowers, which surprised them. If they can still accept dividends, then Feng Qingyao's indifferent attitude makes them unable to calm down.

Feng Qingyao's attitude was as if what he was giving out was not money, but a bunch of dispensable sundries. And it's not a little bit of money, but a lot of wealth, which has won over the wealth accumulated by their group of gentlemen, and it is a considerable wealth in front of anyone. Feng Qingyao actually gave it out like a sundries.

"Is he the son of that family? Even the salaries of the descendants of the Wang and Sun families are probably not so generous, right? Could it be that he is from the royal family? I have never heard of such a person in the royal family?"

Yang Gongzi looked at Feng Qingyao with a shocked face and indifferently divided the belongings in his hand, and guessed Feng Qingyao's origin in his heart with great shock, this kind of detached attitude of indifference to money is impossible for the children of a small family to come out. And it must be a lineage within a family to be possible. But he thought about all the possible characters, but he couldn't match Feng Qingyao with the person he thought of.

Ma Boyuan and Li Ziqing looked at Feng Qingyao with admiration in shock. With their status, they are not the kind of people who love money as much as their lives, and no matter how much money they have, they are just a bunch of numbers. Although Feng Qingyao sent a lot of money in his hands, it was not enough to move them.

But just because they don't care about the money in their hands doesn't mean they don't know how much money they have and what it means to ordinary people. Especially at Feng Qingyao's age, being able to share so much money with others so calmly is not something that ordinary people can do.

For young people, the biggest enemy is money and beauty, and how many young people who could have shined have been ruined by money and beauty. Feng Qingyao can be unmoved in the face of such a large amount of wealth, and his heart is naturally not good, Ma Boyuan and they all appreciate it very much.