Need for Heavenly Medicine

As for the current situation, Wang Lele didn't care at all, because he already knew that there was no emerald in this rough stone, and there was not even a speck of green except for the place where the skylight was opened.

Zhou Shao saw that there was no jade in the rough stone he bought for 300 million yuan at this time. Although it was only a single knife, he already understood that his imagination was not optimistic.

Those people who were watching around also let out an exclamation. This kind of situation is rare, but it happens to happen to Zhou Shao.

In this situation, Wang Lele didn't have the slightest bit of nervousness on his body, but Zhou Shao's face clearly showed nervousness, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his face continuously.

After Fat Brother saw this situation, he was also a little scared. If he really bought this rough stone, he might lose, and with the bet with Zhou Shao, the loss would be even worse.

There is no one in this world who has trouble with money, especially people like Fat Brother. Although he has a lot of money, he is absolutely not allowed to waste a cent.

The term stinginess seems to be inappropriate to be used here, it can only be described by investment and return. At their level, usually how much money they spend, they will immediately calculate how much return they can get.

"Hey, Young Master Zhou, I'll give you one last chance to quit, what do you want?"

At this time, Wang Lele was simply adding insult to injury, even mocking, and said something to Zhou Shao in front of him.

But Zhou Shao felt as if he had knocked over the bottle of five flavors. He really didn't want to continue, but since he had already started the game, he had to finish it, otherwise his reputation in Kunming would be ruined.

"Hmph, don't quit, boy, you just wait to die!"

Zhou Shao had that kind of evil look on his face, and it was obvious from his words that this kid was obviously losing his mind now.

The craftsman who was in charge of cutting the rough stone was more careful at this time. After all, this was not a cost of 300 million yuan for the rough stone, but a bet of tens of millions. He had to be careful about this kind of thing, otherwise he would not be able to afford it if he broke it a little.

The corners of Wang Lele's eyes were full of ridicule at this time, and he had no sympathy for Zhou Shao in front of him at all, and in Wang Lele's dictionary, he didn't even know what sympathy was.

The rough stone keeps getting smaller in the hands of the cutting craftsman. Although each piece is a thin layer, after more than ten minutes, there is only a rough stone the size of a fist left.

Since the original stone was cut to its current size, it clearly showed that there was no jade in it. Young Master Zhou would definitely lose, even a god would be powerless.

Wang Lele knew what was going on here from the very beginning, and was not moved at all, but Zhou Shao was different from the people around him. He kept staring closely at it with both eyes. It was as if he was going to see some miracle at this time. Almost popped the eyeballs out.

"Hey, don't look at it, at this time, why don't you admit defeat?"

Wang Lele said with a shy smile at this time, making people want to punch him directly just looking at his face.

At this moment, Young Master Zhou only felt numbness in his scalp, and a stuffy feeling in his chest, and he wanted to rush out.

"puff!"

Finally, after the rough stone was completely cut by the craftsman who cut it, Zhou Shao could no longer suppress the churning blood in his heart, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.