Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 105
When Zheng Ming heard this, there was a little surprise in his eyes, and the smile on his face also restrained a bit, "Sister, continue."

Lingchu smiled, "Well, this wealth is from the sky. Of course, it is not for a proper name. It is won by gambling, or it is not a small windfall."

The smile on Zheng Ming's face disappeared immediately, and he frowned tightly.

Immediately, he subconsciously looked at Yan Chen, "Did you tell her everything about me?"

Yan Chen remained expressionless, "What's the matter?"

Zheng Ming choked, and then remembered that he really hadn't told Yan Chen about this.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Zheng Ming, he just likes to go to the underground boxing ring to place bets.

The money to bet each time is not much, just to let off steam, I like the excitement brought by the fist-to-hand game.

The day before yesterday, when it was time to gamble on boxing again, he went there.

He was not in a good mood that day, and he didn't even think about having a good time.

The two people fighting on the spot, one is a thin boy with a thin face, and the other is an ever-victorious general in the boxing ring.

All the people present bet that the victorious general will win.

Seeing that only General Chang Sheng was betting on the other side of the gambling table, Zheng Ming felt a little flustered. Out of rebellion, he bet a sum of money on the side of the boy with a bad face.

After downloading, he actually regretted it.

After all, looking at that skinny little boy at that time, he was sure to lose.

Zheng Ming's money is equivalent to being in vain before.

But according to the rules of the casino, once a bet is placed, it cannot be reversed.

Zheng Ming could only regret silently, secretly thinking that he shouldn't have come, and it was even worse.

But the final result surprised everyone.

That skinny little boy unexpectedly defeated General Chang Sheng in three moves.

The entire boxing arena was silent at that time.

Zheng Ming also received a large sum of bets afterwards.

At that time, the odds of a thin and handsome boy were one to ten.

Zheng Ming bet 1000 star coins at that time and got [-] star coins directly.

For Zheng Ming, this was indeed a windfall.

Zheng Ming was quite happy, took the money back, and invited his classmates to have a supper.

However, Yan sank that day.

Yan Chen spends all day in the research room, these words are not casual.

He basically never participated in any group activities, and was either in the research room or on the way to the research room every day.

Zheng Ming can only pull him out once in a while.

However, at that party, Zheng Ming did not tell his classmates where the money came from.

After all, betting on black boxing is not a pleasant thing to say.

Zheng Ming never expected that Lingchu would know about this.

Thinking that he didn't tell anyone, Zheng Ming asked with a puzzled face: "Sister, where did you hear about these things? Could it be that you were at the scene that day?"

Lingchu blinked, "Does Senior Zheng Ming look like me?"

Zheng Ming looked at her little arms and legs, she really didn't look like someone who would go to a boxing match...

Zheng Ming scratched his head, "Then I don't know, how did you know about this?"

Lingchu bent the corners of his lips, "Senior, didn't I say that, I can see it from your face."

Recalling what Lingchu said just now, Zheng Ming touched his nose, "You said just now that you can see it from my nose, is it true or not? I, I didn't write on my nose, right?"

Lingchu laughed, "It's not writing, reading physiognomy is actually a science, but it did take a detour in the middle, but now it doesn't take a detour, it disappears, you know little. Apart from this windfall, Senior Zheng Ming Recently, I am really proud of the casino, but frustrated in love."

Zheng Ming's face tightened, his expression a little unnatural, "This...is it you who saw it again?"

(End of this chapter)