Immortal Emperor of the World Proud

Chapter 1268 Thank you for your points

Yin Jianfeng stared at the utensil, and when the dice stopped spinning, he said hesitantly: "Eight o'clock, it should be eight o'clock, one is one, one is two, and one is five."

This time, he learned the lesson from last time, except for a small detail that he didn't grasp, he should have guessed right.

He was very nervous. Of course the guy relied on guesswork, but what if his luck was against the sky?

Of course I rely on my own strength, if I lose this time, it means that his points belong to others, I can't help him not to be nervous, I can't help him not to worry!
Mo Zhen was about to open the vessel, but Yin Jianfeng stopped him again: "Wait, let me think again!"

Mo Zhen didn't open the container and waited for him.

For this competition, he is also inexplicable, and his mood is very complicated now.The Mo family and the Yin family have always been rivals. They have been competing for generations, and I don’t know how many years they have been competing. Over the years, each has their own winners and losers. In their generation, the competition is even more intense, and everyone wants to dominate the other.If Yin's family loses this bet, they will lose him in the Mercenary Alliance by a long way, because he knows very well what mission Yin's family took and how much effort it took to get 20 points.Originally, this time, the Yinjia mercenary team could overtake them by relying on points, but they didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to rush out halfway and make such a bet abruptly!Right now, he doesn't want the Mo family to lose the bet. This is a very complicated emotion, so he also hopes that Yin Jianfeng can think it through before giving an answer.

Wang Qianyue was not interested in knowing these twists and turns, she stared at the vessel containing the dice with great interest, she was 100% sure that Qianxi would win, nothing happened!

"Maybe, maybe it's six o'clock, wait, wait, let me think about it." Yin Jianfeng spun around anxiously, and the members of the Sharp Blade Mercenary Team also looked at their captain, extremely anxious.

Others don't think it's a big deal just to watch the excitement, but they earned these points back with one hand, and only they know what they have experienced!

Now, they really want to hang that cheap-mouthed Yinshun up and beat him up. If you say you usually have a cheap mouth, then you are cheap. Why are you also cheap at such a critical moment?

Of course, they took the initiative to ignore that their own captain was the first to call out, without the captain taking the lead, how could Yinshun express his feelings, this could only be hidden in his heart.

In short, there is no disaster, no disaster, but I hope the captain will show his power, win, win!
"It's confirmed, it's six o'clock, one one o'clock, one two o'clock, one three o'clock." Yin Jianfeng said word by word, with difficulty.

Mo Zhen glanced at him silently, and opened the vessel.

"Oh—" the mercenaries dragged their voices out, looking at Yin Jianfeng and Qianxi strangely.

The silver sword wind and five thunders hit the top, and the members of the Blade Mercenary Team expressed that they could not accept it!
He was blindfolded by that kid again. Could it be that God is his relative?This is too outrageous, I saw a one o'clock, a two o'clock, and a four o'clock lying there.Seven o'clock, no difference at all!

Guess God!

What a guess!

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, the third one, I don't believe it!" Yin Jian said loudly, slapping the table with veins popping out of the limelight.

Wang Qianyue readily accepted, anyway, the result was the same, and if she gambled again, she would lose.

Mo Zhen picked up the vessel again, and twirled the dice inside.

"Eighteen o'clock." The dice were still shaking, Qian Xi said, her blue-gray eyes glanced at Mo Zhen.

Guess God, enough is enough!
The mercenaries stared at this shy guy speechlessly, they really didn't know what to say, they could guess so accurately, how could he guess so accurately?

Could it be that he guessed it right this time?Can't!
Is this luck really good?

Mo Zhen also got really angry, this guy, what's going on, he hasn't stopped shaking the dice yet, why did he say the number!Otherwise, what's the point of him being the banker?
Unconvinced, Mo Zhen shook violently several times again and again, and then shook again and again worriedly!
He is not Yin Jianfeng, he also played this game with his brothers in his spare time, wouldn't it be easy to shake the [-] o'clock?
After shaking, he put down the vessel.

Yin Jianfeng blushed with excitement, and said, "It's definitely not eighteen o'clock this time, leopard, one o'clock!"

Mo Zhen nodded. This time, this guy was right. It's a pity that he still lost, but he lost in a better way. It wasn't a triple streak...

He uncovered the vessel.

Three sieves stood together, with a bright red spot on top.

"Guessing is nothing, you are just lucky, and I rely on my hearing and real skills—" Yin Jianfeng said loudly.

The mercenaries were also relieved, that's right, how could it be such a coincidence, and you were right again, how can there be such a heaven-defying person in this world!
At this moment, a member of the sharp-blade mercenaries near the table let out a loud fart because his young master finally guessed correctly. Under this situation, it looked extremely funny.

Originally, this fart was let off, at most it was a little disgusting.But the people next to him, in order to avoid this stinky fart, let the speed be a little faster, and the faster the speed, the gust of wind will be brought up.

As a result, the upright dice fell under the gust of wind, and the dice rolled into three sixes and eighteen o'clock under the eyes of everyone!

Everyone was stunned!

Yin Jianfeng was speechless, and even Mozhen was speechless. All the mercenaries looked at each other and sighed in their hearts: I'll go!
After the sharp blade mercenary members glanced at each other, they jumped up and beat the farting man violently.

"Tell you to fart, tell you to fart, don't fart sooner or later, why don't you fart at this time!"

The man was also very wronged: "I, how did I know that I would fart at this time! Well, this farting is beyond my control! It came too suddenly!"

But no matter what he explained, he would inevitably get a fat beating!

Yin Jianfeng's face was gray and defeated, and he wanted to say something several times, but he couldn't say anything.

What about this, this, this?

He was so wronged that he was about to cry!
"Then, I'm here to thank Young Master Yin for his points, hurry up and get those 20 points!" Wang Qianyue cheerfully gave Qianxi a thumbs up, not stingy with her praise, of course, Don't forget about asking for points.

Yin Jianfeng's face turned even paler. The points that he has worked hard for for several years, and the points earned by spending so much blood, are gone.

Ask him to renege, if there are no people, he will definitely do it, but now there are all competing mercenary teams here, how can he afford to lose that face?

He accepted the medal handed over by Wang Qianyue dumbly, his intestines were full of regrets, tell me, tell me, is there such a reason, it is not good for him to offend anyone, he must offend this evil spirit, and he will lose face for nothing Not to mention, so many points have been lost!

His points!
(End of this chapter)