Chapter 196： Luck luck

{} Body] Chapter 196 Luck, Luck

"Wu Jing ?!"

The cry of surprise shouted from Feng Hao's mouth, and he looked very excited as a whole, staring at the piece of Wujing suspended in crystals.

With his shouting, it also aroused more people's attention. At the same time, the old man was awake. After a brief solitude, his voice became louder. "Congratulations to the son, he said The woolen material purchased for 10,000 gold coins has opened a piece of Wujing! "

"Wool crystals of ten thousand gold coins can also be fired?"

"No, right? That kind of waste can also shine?"

"Luck, that kid is really out of luck!"

Inside the shop, exclaimed sounds, all kinds of abusive, all kinds of envy, many forms.

"Thank you very much!"

After taking over Wu Jing, Feng Hao seemed to be a bit unwilling to choose his hand, and he was quite excited, and he continued to thank the old man in his mouth.

"Hehe, the old man said a long time ago, the son should believe his own vision, no, let's go, a piece of Wu Jing, that's quite a half a million gold coins!"

The people around him looked at the worse woolen materials, and the old man even laughed at a flower, and treated Feng Hao even more politely.

"Hey!"

After being praised by him, Feng Hao also seemed a bit proud, and seemed a bit forgotten, and his pride was also revealed on his face.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, the old man sneered, but his mouth was very kindly encouraged, "Son, do you want to stop choosing a few pieces to play? Maybe, you can make a few pieces."

"This ... OK, then choose a few more!"

Just hesitating slightly, Feng Hao agreed.

Suddenly, some people gathered around. At this time, no one dared to discuss it.

After all, no one knows whether this boy will drive another Wu Jing.

Then, Feng Hao continuously deliberately selected some wool without Wu Jing's presence, and immediately groaned. Looking at Feng Hao's Tieqing's face, everyone was very happy.

Sure enough, Wu Jing is not so easy to get, otherwise, if you open a gambling shop, that's not a loss.

"Hum! I don't believe it!"

Feng Hao wiped the sweat from his face and chose again.

After another six yuan, still a pile of powder in exchange, so more than 100,000 gold coins flowed away.

Bet on stones, it really comes fast, goes faster!

"Do you want to drive again?"

The old man's face has not changed, just seeing Feng Hao's unwilling look, his face has a richer smile.

"open!"

Feng Hao gritted his teeth, turned his hands, and took out the piece of Wu Jing that had just opened. "I want to change all to wool!"

Seeing his impulsive appearance, the old man was even more pleased, "Well, the son choose slowly."

"It really is a novice!"

"I said, **** luck doesn't always go."

"Hey, all who just entered are accompanied again. In the future, Juancheng will have an extra gambler!"

Looking at the red-hot Fenghao, others whispered, some ridicule returned to their faces again.

Almost all of them came this way. The gambling stone is a big vortex. It got stuck, and it would be difficult to go out again.

Great joy and sorrow, that is, the lives of gamblers. If they run out of money, they go out and grab money to kill them. They have not done less. Gambling has become the most important part of their lives.

Then a group of people followed behind Feng Hao. A piece of wool was selected and the price was recorded. Feng Hao was included in the ring. Every time the small ball reminded him, the corners of his mouth would rise without traces. In the meantime, the shame on his face hasn't dissipated.

Soon, he turned almost the whole floor. His palms swept around the pieces of wool, and he picked it up and down from time to time.

"Oh, son, you only have 6,000 gold coins left."

After Feng Hao chose a piece of wool again, the old man reminded with a smile.

"No more coins?"

Feng Hao seemed surprised.

"Yes."

The old man called the waiter and asked Feng Hao for six thousand gold coins. Then he said, "My son, do you still want to choose?"

This kind of customers who have earned money and spit it out are rare now. If you don't hurry up, you won't have this opportunity in the future.

"This ... I'll start watching."

As a result, a piece of wool was taken out again, and the old man still had to do it, so more than a dozen pieces of wool were turned into powder in the old man's hands.

"I don't believe it!"

Feng Hao now has a blue face, sweat beads on his face continually rolling down, biting his teeth and taking out a piece of wool again.

This piece of wool is also about the size of a washbasin, and its whole body is faintly surrounded by mist. The price is 34,000 gold coins. Although it is not the best in wool, it is also a good wool.

"Open again!"

As he passed the wool, his arm was slightly jittery, and his mood was extremely unsettled.

"it is good!"

Raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the old man's hands began to flash white awns again. Then, the soil on the wool began to peel off layer by layer, and the powder was scattered, only a little, and a touch of light was revealed.

"It's shining again!"

Suddenly, some exclamation sounded everywhere.

"Well! Isn't that so lucky for this kid?"

"Sure enough, novices are not afraid or afraid, but the chances of winning are even greater!"

Thirty pieces of wool, and two pieces of Wujing were opened. This is unimaginable in their eyes. If the odds are really so high, they don't have to be reduced to gamblers. Moreover, no one will open a gambling stone workshop. You can start your own business, what business do you do?

"Haha! Wu Jing, Wu Jing!"

Feng Hao rushed up almost in a stride, holding the piece of Wu Jing in his hands, the ecstasy on his face, and rendering others, they also began to choose wool.

"Hehe, the boy is really lucky. He has been in this gambling house for decades, and he has n’t seen many lucky people like him."

A second piece of Wu Jing was opened, and the old man's face remained unchanged, but he said with emotion.

Although there are still some ‘Masters of Stone’ in Juan City, experts in choosing wool. However, in his eyes, Feng Hao was purely random, relying on it, that was luck.

Wu Jing and Ling Iron are wrapped in the woolen material, almost united with the woolen material, even if they are strong, they cannot see through, and the lingering aura on the woolen material will interfere with vision, so betting stones, not to say The strong will have an advantage. Only those masters of phase stones can vaguely sense some differences, thereby increasing the probability of light.

Of course, these masters of fancy stones do not shoot at will. They are usually hired by major gangs. When digging out wool, they are selected once, and the remaining wool will be sent to the major gambling stone workshops.

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