Wuxia's Supreme Lottery System / Wuxia's Super Big Boss

　　"That's death!"

　　Ji Wuye's voice seemed to come from hell, extremely cold and murderous.

　　197 At this point, Ji Wuye has completely torn his face.

　　Either he gets Su Ming or he destroys it!

　　No matter how strong Daozong is, can it still fight against a hundred thousand troops?

　　In the hall, the breeze blew in from outside the gate, and the murderous aura filled the air. The eyes of the two looked at each other, like thunder and lightning, touching each other in the void.

　　"You can try it!"

　　Su Ming's body was surging with true qi, and invisible qi emanated from it, locking Ji Wuye.

　　If he wants to do it, the first person Su Ming has to deal with is Ji Wuye!

　　Ji Wuye naturally knew this.

　　However, Ji Wuye had no fear at all, with a sneer on his face.

　　His own strength is very strong, he does not believe that Su Ming can kill him in an instant.

　　Boom!

　　Suddenly, Ji Wuye flipped his hand and overturned the entire table.

　　Crackling!

　　The table was instantly smashed, and all the delicacies and wines on it were smashed.

　　clap la la...

　　Outside the door, a large group of soldiers rushed in.

　　On both sides of the hall, there are many masters.

　　These people were all prepared early in the morning. At this moment, when they heard Ji Wuye's signal, they appeared instantly.

　　In just a few breaths, Su Ming was surrounded by countless people. .

Chapter 2: The Arrival of Han Fei (4/[-])

　　"Report!"

　　Just then, a soldier ran in from the door and fell to his knees on the ground.

　　The original tense atmosphere has been reduced a lot.

　　"What's the report?"

　　Ji Wuye frowned and shouted loudly.

　　At this time, he was going to take action against Su Ming, but he was interrupted, and he was very unhappy.

　　"General, Young Master Han Fei is asking to see you outside the door."

　　The guard was terrified.

　　"Hahaha... General, Han Fei came uninvited, I hope the general will forgive me!"

　　As soon as the guard finished speaking, Han Fei had already walked in from the door.

　　Dressed in luxurious purple-blue clothes, she was graceful and graceful.

　　Young Master Han Fei, with a smile on his face, faced Ji Wuye and bowed his hands.

　　Behind Han Fei, there was a cold-hearted man with white hair and black gold gear, holding a shark-toothed sword. It was Wei Zhuang who had fought with Su Ming.

　　Ji Wuye saw Han Fei, a light flashed in his eyes, put away the sword, and waved his hand.

　　All the surrounding soldiers, guards, and those warriors all withdrew.

　　"I don't know if the young master came here late at night, what's the matter?"

　　Ji Wuye was a little unwilling, the arrival of the son Han Fei made his plan to kill Su Ming temporarily shelved.

387 Young Master Han Fei is not an ordinary person after all, he will not move until his face is completely torn.

　　"I came tonight because I learned that the General had invited Brother Su to come to the banquet and beg for a drink."

　　"Secondly, I have something to do. I want to talk to the general. It's about the gold robbery case."

　　Han Fei's intention was very clear. He was afraid that Su Ming would be threatened.

　　After all, Su Ming was invited by him, his friend. If something went wrong in Ji Wuye's mansion, his conscience would be uneasy.

　　Secondly, Han Fei was indeed here for the case of the robbery of the court's gold.

　　When Ji Wuye heard the words, his eyes changed, and he said, "So that's the case, there is time to drink wine."

　　"Since the young master wants to talk about the golden robbery, then come with this general."

　　After that, Ji Wuye put away the sword, glanced at Su Ming, and walked towards the door.

　　Han Fei faced Su Ming and said, "Brother Su, come along too."

　　He smiled and blinked his eyes, as if he had another meaning.

　　Wei Zhuang didn't say much, glanced at Su Ming, turned around and left.

　　A group of people came to a hall, entered the hall, and saw three beauties playing (bhbi) with gold coins.

　　A table full of gold coins, at least hundreds of them.

　　"Three beauties, whoever robs the most of these hundred gold coins will own it!"

　　"Grab it!"

　　Ji Wuye didn't mean to blame at all, he waved his hand and said with a smile.

　　He sat down on the chair that belonged to him, and the people below poured him wine.

　　However, Ji Wuye did not arrange a seat for Han Fei and others.

　　"Master, the golden robbery case is in the DPRK today, isn't it already closed? Why are you bringing up the old thing again?"

　　Ji Wuye held the wine bottle in his hand and said lightly.

　　"The general is right, but there are still big doubts in this case."

　　"Really? This general thinks that there is nothing suspicious about this matter, but it is just a robbery of ghost soldiers. This kind of thing would rather be trusted or not, so why should you worry about it, son."

　　Ji Wuye was unhurried, always playing with the wine bottle, very calm.

　　The gold robbery was under his control from start to finish, and no one could change it.

　　Han Fei nodded and said, "Perhaps, in this world, some things seem to have no flaws, but they are actually full of flaws."

　　"Some things look profitable, but they don't."

　　"I think it's very boring for three beauties to grab gold coins like this. If they use games, they might get more money."

　　Han Fei said some specious words, and then set his eyes on the three beauties who were robbing gold in front of him.

　　These three are Ji Wuye's concubines, and they are favored in every way on weekdays. Even these hundreds of gold coins are taken out for them to grab freely, which shows the degree of favor.

　　"Oh? Does Young Master Han Fei have other methods?" Ji Wuye sneered at the corner of his mouth.

　　"The method is very simple. Each of the three proposes a plan for distribution. If more than half of the people agree, the plan can be implemented. If the plan does not pass."

　　"The person who proposed this plan will be executed!"

　　Han Fei always smiled and said in a gentle manner, no different from those young masters who are good at entertaining.

　　"Humph, this method is interesting, what does it mean?"

　　Ji Wuye was noncommittal, with the attitude of watching a play.

　　He wanted to see what tricks Han Fei was doing with so many things.

　　Han Fei smiled lightly and began to instruct those concubines to play games.

　　First, no one draws lots, and the order is divided.

　　Then, starting with the first person, come up with a plan for the assignment.

　　But no matter how you look at it, the first person and the second person are dead ends.

　　"Humph, this is the game you're talking about? The only one who will benefit is the one who is in the end. The first two will die!"

　　Ji Wuye said disdainfully, raised the wine bottle in his hand, and drank a glass of wine.

　　"Is this really the case? General, you are optimistic."

　　Han Fei came up with a plan. The first person won 99 gold coins, the second person 1 gold coin, and the last person did not have points.

　　The girls exclaimed, and they never expected that he would use such a method to distribute, and everyone's face was full of disbelief.

　　"The person who seems to be the most unprofitable is in the end the most profitable one!"

　　"The key to this split is the second person!"

　　"If you don't want to die, you must meet the first person's distribution plan. In this way, the first two people don't have to die, they can decide the fate of the third person!"

　　"This is what I said, it seems unprofitable, but it is actually the most beneficial!"

　　"It seems weak, but in fact, it's the complete opposite."

　　Han Fei said it step by step, so that everyone present changed their eyes on him.

　　"Hmph, the son is really good at these strange and ingenious things."

　　"However, this general does not agree."

　　"In this world, only the strong are qualified to make qualifications, and the weak can only obey the strong!"

　　"Even if these gold coins have been distributed, this general can turn things around with a single word!"

　　"Sir, what do you think?"

　　Ji Wuye said with a sneer, his eyes were like knives, and he looked at Han Fei with a killing intent.

　　"General Ji may be right, but yesterday I got a ghost soldier to ask for a dream, saying that they were very satisfied with General Ji's sacrifice and would send the gold back."