There are thousands in the world

I looked at An Rong, there was a sharpness in his eyes, and there was an arrogance from the inside out in his eyes.

That arrogance did not come from a flashy appearance.

It's not because of how much money he has, nor because of how much power he has, nor because of how many cities he has.

It comes from a kind of self-confidence.

Confidence in one's own power.

That confident light is present in all masters.

Fortitude, unyielding, as before.

Just like the first time I met Zhao Lancheng, that confidence was definitely not brought about by the so-called power.

For a while, I became interested in this An Rong.

I snapped my fingers and said with a smile: "Qianmen Xiaojiu, ranked 1985, good at everything, take your blue flower..."

"Ah, he is only 1985, An Rong, I order you, you must win him, if you can't beat him, you can eat shit for me, win me quickly, win everything he has , I order you..."

When I heard Shaoan's piercing voice, I clicked my ears. I thought it was funny. Hearing that I was ranked 1985, this fat man, I thought I could do it again.

This person, if he doesn't have any brains and can't figure it out, he might as well be dead, because living will only embarrass him.

I looked at that An Rong, he was not full of contempt for me like that fat man.

Instead, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, sweating all over his body, and in just a split second, the confidence in his eyes turned into fear and fear.

He clenched his fists tightly, no matter how fearful and fearful he was, he was still encouraging himself not to back down. He was tensing his nerves to fight against me, no, to be precise, against himself.

I smiled calmly and said, "What? You know me?"

An Rong gritted his teeth and said: "Not only I know you, I'm afraid, Qianmen, there is no one who doesn't know you, right? In the battle of the Holy Queen of Myanmar, your little Jiuyi ranked at the bottom of the list, killing everyone, from the gambling saint Father Wu won the game, although it is rumored that Old Dog Wu intends to lose that match, but if you can stand in that position, it means that you are not the person in front of you, you are a mysterious existence."

I snorted when I heard it, and I said disdainfully: "Win means winning. What does it mean that he wants to lose? Huh, if you want to lose a game, why do you participate? Since you have participated in the game, you must To win as before, even if you lose everything, even if you lose your life, that is the respect for your opponent and yourself, so I look down on Old Dog Wu."

What I said made An Rong laugh out loud, admiringly.

"In today's Qianmen, you are the only one who dares to look down on Father Wu. Yes, if you win, you can ridicule everything. I admire you very much. I, An Rong, also consider myself a genius of Qianshu. My life, It is also a gamble. I have never lost since my debut. My father ordered me to find a master. Thousands of mountains and birds flew away, and thousands of people disappeared. There are no enemies, but there is a natural nemesis, as long as I meet this nemesis, I will lose, I will die, I don’t know, this nemesis, is it you..."

I smiled disdainfully, and said, "The moment you believe in your fate, you lose."

What I said made his eyes widen suddenly, and his whole body was shaken, as if he had received a huge blow.

"You...you, you are really extraordinary, you awakened the dreamer with just one word..."

His words of admiration made me snort.

I said, "Play the dice."

The golden prince clapped his hands, and his foxy son immediately brought over a pair of dice, opened it, and put it on the table.

I said: "One dice is worth [-] million yuan. If you want to bet with me, you have to buy goods. How much you want to bet, how many catties you have, depends on your own ability."

An Rong came over, stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of dice, and threw them on the table. I watched his ears move. He was checking the authenticity of the dice and whether there was any fraud.

I didn't say anything, this is the right of every cheater.

After a while, he said: "I heard that if you can roll 54 dice, you can immediately roll the Tiangang stunt. I don't know if you have the honor to see it today."

I smiled and said, "You're not worthy yet."

Suddenly, he grabbed the dice and threw them into the Gu cup one by one.

I frowned, watching him roll the dice in a very special way, the dice rotated in the Gu cup, like a spinning top, spinning very fast.

I smiled and said, "The Star Reaching School? Good work..."

There are also many schools of dice skills, such as the Listening Dice Party, which is famous for its listening skills. In sharp contrast, the Star Picking School is in stark contrast.

The skill of the Star Picking School lies in their technique. They usually have the skill of picking stars with their hands. They can pick out a dice out of thin air, or make a dice disappear out of thin air. This is a huge test for those who listen to the wind.

Because, the five dice you listened to, and when they were opened, six dice appeared. Do you think you will win?

An Rong is very confident, he turned the Gu Cup upside down and showed me.

I smiled and said, "Why do you use this method to humiliate me? You will lose badly."

An Rong narrowed his eyes, and he said: "I know, I must lose in this game, and I must lose. What I lose is not my skill, but my attitude. Little Jiuye, my brother is ignorant and collided with me. You, this one billion, is just a reward for you to calm down, for the sake of money, let my brother go."

After An Rong finished speaking, he took out the check book from his body, wrote ten checks calmly, then picked up the Gu Cup respectfully, and put it on the checks.

I looked at the dice that were still spinning, and I laughed. I stood up and clapped my hands vigorously.

I looked at An Rong, and I smiled and said, "You are very smart, and you understand this world very well. Yes, the world is big, and money is the most face-saving. In this world, money is not everything, but money can make ghosts." Turn the mill, take people’s money, and eliminate disasters for others, for the sake of money, put this fat man down.”

After I finished speaking, Boss Wang waved his hand and put that fat man down.

"Woooo... It hurts me to death, you trash, did you do it on purpose? Wouldn't it be okay if you got the money earlier? You waited so long on purpose, do you want to watch him torture me?"

Shao'an's words were very blunt and full of resentment.

Regarding Shaoan's attitude, An Rong ignored him, although he did not refute, but the contempt in his eyes was very intense.

An Rong said respectfully: "Thank you, Little Ninth Master, for your kindness..."

I immediately reached out to stop it, gently picked up the dice, and said: "Face is rewarded, but whether you can catch it or not depends on your own ability. A dice has one finger, and how many fingers can be left is determined. It's up to you."

After I finished speaking, I twisted the Gu cup suddenly, and the dice inside immediately stopped colliding with each other due to the force of the flip.

I suddenly pressed on An Rong, and ten dice flew out, each one was like a bullet, as fast as thunder.

Suddenly, I frowned, An Rong didn't move, and let the dice fly past him.

"Puff puff……"

The dice were nailed to the wall, and ten holes were nailed out.

"Ah, you damn bastard, you deliberately harmed me, are you looking for death? Let me tell you, if I lose my hand, I will chop you up..."

Shaoan insulted An Rong angrily, but still did not make An Rong angry. He smiled and took out the check and continued to write the check.

"Master Jiu, I think, one billion can buy ten fingers."

As he said that, he gave me the check. I didn't even look at it. I just thought he hated it. He didn't even want to give him a chance to take revenge.

I asked him, "What are you afraid of?"

An Rong smiled and said, "I'm afraid of wasting time getting entangled with useless waste."

I smiled when I heard it, and thought An Rong was very interesting.

I asked him, "Didn't you say you wanted to bet with me?"

An Rong smiled and said, "Unfortunately, this is not a battlefield. I really want to have a fair fight with you, Little Ninth Master."

I looked at his confident expression, and I took out the blue flower from before and gave it back to him, and told him a word.

"Give you this chance..."