After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Nanhuang calmed down his emotions, raised his head and looked at him coldly and asked: "What bet?"

"You want to save that person, right?" The man pointed at Mo Shafeng beside him.

Mo Shafeng opened his eyes slightly and looked at Nanhuang.

Nanhuang looked at the man without comment. "The bet is on him?"

The man smiled and shook his head: "No."

The man smiled and said: "I'll give you a choice. As long as you play games with me, you can take this person away. The bet is not on him, the bet is on you."

Nanhuang didn't know why.

The man continued: "Master Huangtian. You can choose not to play the game now and leave this place alone. You can also choose to play this game with me. What if you win, that is, if I get bitten on my finger? You can choose Take Mo Shafeng with you. And if I win and you get bitten on your finger, Mo Shafeng can leave. But you have to come with me."

He held his chin and arched his eyebrows: "Do you dare to play?"

Nanhuang looked at the man in front of him and suddenly felt in a trance.

Childhood toys.

Childhood toys.

What you are betting on is where you will go.

Mo Shafeng suddenly started to struggle. He groaned and his eyes were very intense.

The man on the side punched Mo Shafeng, and then said: "Be calm."

Mo Shafeng was punched, but he was still very excited.

Nanhuang raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, a bit of nostalgia flashed in her eyes. "I'll play with you."

The man smiled, leaned forward slightly, put his arms on his knees, stared at Nanhuang and said, "I'll give you face first."

As he spoke, Nanhuang stared at the man's hand. The man's slender fingers gently touched a tooth in the middle of the shark toy.

Plop, press it.

The shark didn't move.

"It seems like I'm pretty lucky today." The man looked at Nanhuang with a smile. "It's your turn. Don't cry in fear."

Nanhuang glanced at the man, and then pressed his hand on the shark's leftmost tooth without hesitation. Plop, press it.

The shark still didn't move.

She took a breath and looked at the other person with a smile. "I'm lucky too. It's your turn."

The man smiled and said, "It seems you really want to win."

Nanhuang was noncommittal. She would never think of leaving with him.

The man continued to smile and said: "But the more people want to win, the easier it is to lose. Do you believe it or not?"

Nanhuang said: "This is a game of luck, not a battle of wits and courage. Even if you try to influence my spirit with words, it seems to be of no use."

The man chuckled softly and pressed the tooth on the left side of the middle.

After pressing the button, the shark still didn't move.

This time, the man looked at Nanhuang with a smile, and Nanhuang couldn't help but feel nervous.

If there are fewer and fewer remaining teeth, then the probability of her hand being bitten will increase.

"What, you don't dare anymore?" the man asked with a smile.

A faint smile appeared on Nanhuang's face under the mask: "Someone taught me when I was a child that fear is useless."

The man looked at her with a slight smile.

"So, there is nothing I dare not do." After saying that, she pressed the shark tooth next door that she had pressed before.

Press it down and your heart will beat slightly.

However, the shark's mouth still did not close.

The man said: "We are both very lucky."

"However, there are fewer and fewer shark teeth." After saying that, the man pressed one down quickly.

Still nothing happened.

Nanhuang took a deep breath and continued to press one. Safety.

The man pressed another button, and Nanhuang also pressed one.

Finally, in front of Nanhuang, only the last two teeth were left.

One-half probability.

Of these two teeth, one must be perfect, and one must be safe.

Nanhuang raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

The man still smiled slightly, as if he was really playing games with her.

"There are only two teeth left. The probability of being able to play until there are only two teeth left is really very low." The man said with a smile, "So I am right, we are both very lucky."

He raised the brim of his hat, revealing his full forehead and short, thick hair. "Do you dare to press it? You win, you and Mo Shafeng leave together. I win, Mo Shafeng leaves, and you stay."

Nanhuang turned to look at Mo Shafeng, then looked back at the man, and finally stared at the shark toy.

She stared at it for a few seconds, raised the corners of her lips and said, "What's there to be afraid of?"

After saying that, she pressed the shark tooth.

…

The Mo family disciples and Rong Wuye tried their best but still failed to break through the trap set by the Mo family ancestors. Rong Wuye's face became more and more manic, and he yelled: "Back off!"

Rong Wuye's aura was not quite right, so Mo Shatian immediately asked his own children of the Mo family to step aside.

Without saying a word, Yang Bo retreated to the rear with the few bodyguards he had brought.

Rong Wuye took out his gun and fired at the place he judged to be the lock.

A lot of bullets were used, but they had no effect. Mo Shatian said: "That's enough! If the mechanism is damaged, it will be even more difficult to open!"

Rong Wuye withdrew his gun with a dark expression.

"Fifth Master." Yang Bo stepped forward and gave him the bullet, and he reloaded the magazine.

A Mohist disciple shouted: "Wait a minute, there is movement at the gate!"

With a rumble, the door was opened from the inside. Rong Wuye quickly stepped forward. In the dazzling light, Nanhuang walked out with Mo Shafeng.

The light was dazzling, but Rong Wuye did not dare to close his eyes. When he saw Nanhuang, he immediately pulled him aside!

Mo Shatian simultaneously pulled Mo Shafeng aside, whose hands were still bound.

Immediately afterwards, five men burst out from behind the gate.

Five men, each with strong skills and well-equipped equipment. They shot and threatened, and took advantage of this group of people to avoid the bright light and bullets, and quickly slipped into the next mechanism!

The children of the Mo family and the people brought by Mr. Rong Wu all gave chase, but Mo Shatian, Mrs. Mo Shafengmo, and Mr. Rong Wu, Yang Bonanhuang, all stayed here.

Mo Shatian untied Mo Shafeng's hand and released his mouth. Mo Shafeng strode towards Nanhuang, "Great God!"

The great god just gambled himself against that man in order to save him!

Mo Shafeng looked at her gratefully and said, "The great god's kindness in saving her this time will never be forgotten by Mo Shafeng."

Nanhuang turned his attention from the leaving people back to Mo Shafeng. "Just do it casually, you don't have to take it to heart."

After saying that, Nanhuang also avoided contact with Rong Wuye, and she was ready to leave.

He hadn't seen her for several days, and Mo Shafeng just wanted to see more of her. He shouted: "Master, won't you stay in Mo Mansion for a meal?"

"No." Nanhuang said goodbye to his elder, Mrs. Mo. "Madam, I'm leaving."

Mrs. Mo still felt it was a pity and wanted to stay.

But Nanhuang left without any hesitation.

After Nanhuang left, Rong Wuye nodded and left with Yang Bo.

Mo Shatian pushed up his glasses to comfort Mo Shafeng. "Xiao Feng, she still refuses people thousands of miles away as always. Don't be sad."

Unexpectedly, Mo Shafeng didn't feel sad at all.

The great god risking himself to save him had already penetrated into the young man's heart. He didn't ask for more, and he didn't plan to ask for more.