v17 Chapter 900： Almost exploded

After the two discussed, Zong Mingde came to Zifeng and said to Zifeng with a disdainful expression: "Zifeng, see how many raw stones you have chosen. Do you dare to gamble with us?"

Zi Feng glanced at him coldly, and said, "I'm not interested."

"You. You must be scared? Don't dare to bet?" Zhao Yunteng also leaned over, staring at Zifeng tauntingly.

Zifeng shook his head and said solemnly to the two people, "No, I'm afraid you can't afford to lose."

"Hahaha. Zifeng, you are so arrogant, you actually said that we can't afford to lose. Do you know the identities of the two of us?" Zong Mingde smiled and looked at Zifeng sarcastically.

Zifeng smiled faintly, and said faintly: "No matter what your identity is, you can't afford to lose."

"I heard from my cousin that Zifeng is an extremely arrogant person. I still didn't believe it. I didn't expect to see it today. It really made me look at it. Zifeng, you said we can't afford to lose. I really don't know where you are from. Today, I will tell you what the real inside information is!" Zhao Yunteng said arrogantly.

Zi Feng smiled quietly, as if not surprised by Zhao Yunteng's words.

"Zifeng, you have chosen four rough stones in total. Do you want to choose a few more?" Zhao Yunteng asked with a smile suddenly.

Zifeng pondered for a while, then his face turned pale, and said, "Since you want to force me to gamble, I will play with you. I chose these stones, and you can choose your stones at will."

"Well, Zifeng, that's what you said. Our rough stone can be chosen at will, and then I will choose."

Suddenly, Zhao Yunteng succeeded and smiled at Zong Mingde: "Brother Mingde, since Zifeng lets us choose rough stones at will, we might as well buy all the rough stones in the lobby on the first floor! We will use all the rough stones in the lobby. The rough stone comes to bet on the rough stone chosen by Zifeng. What do you think?"

As soon as Zhao Yunteng finished speaking, he immediately caused a commotion in the lobby on the first floor.

"What? Zhao Yunteng wants to buy all the rough stones in the lobby on the first floor? Oh, my God! This is a big deal!"

"Use all the rough stones in the hall to bet on a few rough stones in Zifeng's hands? Hahaha, Young Master Yunteng is really a good calculation. What kind of gambling is this? Obviously, they have strong financial resources and impose them on others. They use them. Their money oppresses the people." "Zifeng is over. His words are too full just now, and his original stones are also over. Let Mr. Yunteng choose at will. Mr. Yunteng must not play as usual. When he reaches the bottom, Zifeng will be stunned. of,"

really.

Obviously, Zifeng didn't expect Zhao Yunteng to make such a big move, and Zifeng's face was full of shock.

After hearing Zhao Yunteng's suggestion, Zong Mingde was in pain.

He knew that he would have to buy thousands of rough stones in the entire hall, at least tens of millions of Qi Jingshi. This is definitely an astronomical figure.

However, when he saw the surprise on Zifeng's face, he suddenly felt happy!

This cool feeling is like swallowing a ginseng fairy fruit in one bite. In your whole body, 36,000 pores are carefree and comfortable.

"Fuck! Do it. I want Zifeng to lose even his underwear! I want him to regret confusing Yunyue! I want him to regret coming to this world!"

Zong Mingde's breathing suddenly became rapid, his eyes flickered, and his whole body couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Okay! Since Brother Yunteng has this proposal, why do I, Zong Mingde, disagree?" Zong Mingde gritted his teeth.

"Hahaha, Brother Mingde, happy!" Zhao Yunteng smiled triumphantly.

"Hey, hey, you are too much." Zifeng said eagerly, "I mean, you can freely choose the same number of raw stones as mine in the hall. You can't be so shameless."

"Hahaha, blame yourself for not being clear. I'm so shameless. What can you do for me?" Zhao Yunteng laughed ecstatically:

"Yes, Brother Yunteng is right. This is an extreme measure that should be used to treat people like you. They abandon the forest and are the dregs of pearls." Zong Mingde sneered.

After the discussion, the two eldest sons asked the deacon disciples of Amber Villa how many spars were needed to buy all the amber stones in the hall.

Before the deacon disciple could answer, an old voice suddenly came from the corner of the hall: There are still 1,000 unsold stones in the hall, and a total of 3 million spars are required for all the stones.

When all the people around heard this, they immediately took a breath.

"My dear! Three million spars! This is definitely a big deal."

"A record! Sun Tengyun and Sun Mingde jointly created Amber Villa, which is the transaction record of the entire Amber City."

The crowd gasped in admiration.

Zhao Yunteng and Zong Mingde felt a sharp pain immediately after hearing this.

However, thinking of his bold move, Zifeng might be crushed to pieces, and both felt it was worth it.

At this moment.

Looking around Zifeng's eyes, they all seemed to be looking at a clown.

In the eyes of the public, Zifeng has completely turned into a self-righteous ridiculous clown, one weak, one stupidly challenging the legacy of the Zongmen family.

After the amber stone is selected, the next step is gambling.

After a moment of careful consideration, Zhao Yunteng stared at Zifeng and sneered, "Zifeng, I know that you have twelve pure white ponies, a strong bow made of black gold, and it is said that you still have half a pot of earthen springs. Lingye. We bet 500,000 yuan on you." The cost of buying the rough stone actually exceeds the value of the bet, which in itself is the biggest insult to the opponent.

Obviously, Zhao Yunteng and Zong Mingde want to carry out the actions of the local tyrants to the end.

Zi Feng smiled coldly and said: "Your wishful thinking is good. However, I suddenly changed my mind. I don't know how to gamble."

"What? Are you not gambling anymore? Very special! Zifeng, you are playing with us!" Zong Mingde shouted at Zifeng.

Zifeng shook his head with a sarcasm smile on his face.

"From beginning to end, you two self-righteous guys are talking to yourself, have you asked me what I think? You know, I am your opponent, Zifeng."

Zifeng held his hands and said with a cold face: "The authorities let you calculate everything. Even the stakes are very low. Do you really think I'm an idiot? It's okay to gamble. I will raise the price. I will not allow the value of one million yuan or Fewer crystal stones."

Zhao Yunteng and Zong Mingde looked at each other once, and they both showed successful smiles.

"Well, Zifeng, a spar worth one million yuan, bet all your property!" Zong Mingde said loudly.