"Don't hesitate, it's a once-in-a-lifetime."

"Yes, where can I find such a good opportunity? Who said I wanted to suppress it just now? Don't just say you don't practice."

"At first glance, this young man has the courage, otherwise how could he follow such a beautiful woman? This is not gambling, this is a literary fight. If you don't participate once, you will have no topic of talking about drinking tea and drinking with others."

"Who can come here to lose money? Good opportunity, good opportunity, the opportunity to defeat the God of Gambling."

………

Of course these people knew Du Shen, and they felt a lot of hesitation when they heard that he was a banker, but those people were living under the bank for many years. They immediately started to say it. When they said this, they immediately excited these people, thinking that this is the case. This is a literary fight, not a gambling comparison. Moreover, Du Shen did not participate, it was a competition between Cheng Gong's playboy and Zhou Wencai.

I was already very excited, but when someone was bewitching, the atmosphere around me immediately changed. At this time, there were a few talented men who were obviously rushing to come. Although they looked very young and had no temperament, they were very impulsive to put money in and analyzed the pros and cons for the people around them. Everyone felt very reasonable and did not say anything at all, and under this motivation, they paid out one after another.

There were two or three hundred people watching on the shore, and it became lively.

"Zhou Wencai, Zhou Wencai, will win... will win..."

"Write two words at will and let him cry."

"It's not in the same level at all, just write two words and you will definitely win."

...

The few talented men who didn't look like talented men suddenly shouted, and as they shouted, others also shouted, after all, they also suppressed the money. They would notice that the atmosphere around them had obviously been artificially controlled, and they were gradually being infected and driven. In such a situation, it was already difficult for a person to keep a calm mind.

Zhou Wencai was also excited by the shouting. She was already a little doubtful, but now she was full of confidence and determined to win.

"I bet... ten... no, 500,000..." Ouyang Yuhai's voice had not yet recovered. He turned his body and found that there were only tens of thousands of taels of silver in total, but in the end he slapped the table and shouted 500,000.

The fat man immediately cooperated to get paper, ink, pen and inkstone to let him write.

Cheng Gong was still playing with the jade pendant very awesome and crossed his legs: "Two hundred thousand is too little. Look at the courage of Young Master Ouyang, do you have no confidence in yourself? Don't you want to vent your anger for the princess? Are you afraid of losing?"

"Am I afraid of losing?" Zhou Wencai was also very upset. The key is that his confidence was affected by the atmosphere around him and finally expanded to an extreme. He considered that there would be traps, problems and other ideas were thrown behind his head, and he directly grabbed the pen: "I'll bet another 600,000 taels, plus my jade pendant and the one just now, a total of 1 million taels. I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it then."

At this time, Zhou Wencai was already thinking in his mind whether he would write a poem or a poem. This time the matter was so big that it would definitely spread throughout Yunge City in the future. Especially before, he accidentally fell into Cheng Gong's trap and said that, if he could tactfully praise Princess Zi Yan and show loyalty in Cheng Gong's poems later, it would be a good way. Zhou Wencai was happy for this idea in his heart. When he was admiring, he suddenly felt relaxed, but found that the words and pen just now had already reached Cheng Gong's hands.

After the play was finished, just as Zhou Wencai finished writing the document, Cheng Gong snatched the pen directly. This was an account book carried by the fat man. It can be seen from the people who just opened the shore that the fat man is well-trained.

Cheng Gong flipped over the words directly according to the article, quickly wrote a word on the next piece of paper, then tore it off with a snap, and slid it out of the table to Zhou Wencai: "Okay, after reading it, take off your clothes and jump into the river. Remember to send the money tomorrow."

Ouyang Yuhai was furious just now and also suppressed 500,000 taels. His status in the family was average. 500,000 taels was a very huge number for him. When he heard Cheng Gong's words, he jumped out first: "You...you... are crazy. Do you think our Ouyang family and the Zhou family are ordinary small families? You want to be arrogant with us, you dream. Even if you find the elders in your family to make the decision today, I will argue with you."

"Wen...Wencai, write a piece of writing to convince him of losing..." Ouyang Yuhai said, turning to look at Zhou Wencai, but found that Zhou Wencai was trembling all over. If he hadn't pressed his hands on the table, he would have slid down.

"Ni...what's wrong with you?" Ouyang Yuhai stepped forward and saw Zhou Wencai looking at a piece of paper with a big word "take off" on it.

Although Ouyang Yuhai doesn't study these aspects very much, after all, he always gets together and has never eaten pork, but has always seen pig runs. At first glance, he feels very bright, free and elegant. But he understands how such a word makes Zhou Wencai like this? He has also seen Zhou Wencai's words, which seem to be even more flying than this one.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert looks at the trick. When Zhou Wencai saw this word for the first time, he was stunned. He lost, completely lost, and his skills would definitely not be able to write such words. At this time, Zhou Wencai suddenly remembered that when he wrote long poems, Zhou Yifan's words did not mean that it was good. At this moment, he truly understood that he could not learn every stroke of this word.

He was completely incomparable. If he lost, he lost, and he really lost, he actually lost. And he lost in the hands of the four major playboys in the imperial capital. He was a playboy who ate, drank, gambled all day long. How could he have time to practice such good handwriting? He worked hard for nearly fifteen years but was not as good as his word.

It's like a person who worked hard in a bitter and cold place for more than ten years and finally reached the stage of vein cutting. After coming out, he met a young man who played every day. He wanted to show his strength, but he didn't expect that before he could take action, the young man burst out his strength and reached the stage of supernatural power, easily reaching the point of releasing his vital energy. He lost completely without fighting.

"Ni...why are you talking..." Ouyang Yuhai also had a premonition of something bad, and shaking Zhou Wencai with both hands, but Zhou Wencai seemed to have lost his soul.

"I lost, I actually lost like this..." Zhou Wencai said in a daze.

Ouyang Yuhai was anxious when he heard this. He lost and paid 500,000 taels. He roared: "What are you talking about? You wrote it, how do you know you lost if you didn't write it?"

"Lost, lose..."

At this time, the people outside also heard it, especially some people who were close to it could even see the words on it.

"How is it possible..."

"This is impossible..."

"I'm going to see it. I've put in all the ten thousand taels of silver I've saved in the past two months."

"I'm fucking 50,000 taels."

...

Seeing those people rushing up, Cheng Gong picked up the pen and snatched the paper just now, and swung it casually.

"Bang!" The pen nailed the paper directly on the beam of the boat, and the characters were aimed at the outside, and people outside could see it at a glance. Although they all claimed to be talented and there were not many real talents, most of the people who could come here had a solid foundation, and they could still tell the difference between good and bad. Suddenly, hundreds of people became silent.

"Take off and jump down." Cheng Gong looked at Zhou Wencai and pointed to the river.

Zhou Wencai was shocked: "Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated..."

"Bang!" Cheng Gong slapped him again, and then beat him to the ground with two teeth, and beat him to the mouth full of blood.

"Who has time to insult you, admit that you have to bet and accept the loss, and you still have the nerve to shout here."

Zhou Wencai vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in succession: "Cheng...Cheng Gong, don't bully people too much. I will never fear you with righteousness. Justice will always defeat evil..."

"Bang!" Before he finished speaking, Cheng Gong stood up and kicked him to the ground, stepped on Zhou Wencai's head and looked at him: "Justice defeats evil, I also believe in this sentence, believe in this sentence. Because the victorious side represents justice, now, I am justice. Since you are unwilling to take it off yourself, you can only let my brothers take action, Fatty, help him get rid of it."

The fat man immediately rushed to lose when he heard this. The fat man also had big hands. He grabbed Zhou Wencai's clothes and tore off a large piece, and he was muttering something in his mouth.

"Gambling is a character, but you don't admit it if you lose. Your character is so bad. I remember that when I lost, I even mortgaged my pants. I went home naked without any loss of gambling. Why didn't you learn from my gambling? Don't play if you can't afford to lose." The fat man hated such a person who had no gambling the most, so he pulled off his clothes in a few strokes.

Song Fu was listening to the fat man's words and almost couldn't help laughing. What the fat man said was indeed a real thing. But when he was six years old, he even pressed his pants on him. At that time, those people were just teasing him. After winning him, they had to give him the things, but the fat man wanted to keep gambling god alive and ran home with little JJ. Then he practiced gambling for two years before sweeping thirty-six casinos.

"It's a shame, Cheng Gong, I'm not finished with you...I...I'm going to kill you..." Zhou Wencai let out a hissing roar, and the talented men on the shore couldn't help but fight a cold war.

"Bang!" Cheng Gong didn't talk nonsense to him at all, and kicked him into the river with one kick.

It is late autumn now, and the river water is still very cold, which makes Zhou Wencai very excited. He desperately revolves around his body's vitality. After all, he is also in the bone change stage. Normally, he is a little master at this age, but unfortunately he has never used it to fight. But it is okay to use it to protect his body at this moment. His swimming skills are pretty good. He can go up at any time at this river depth, but now he is naked and even dare not go up to death.

"Look, I've really taken off..."

"How about the dignified young master of the Zhou family..."

"It's a shame, it's a shame. Look at what Zhou Wencai has to go to Wenyuan to class in the future."

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The river was cold, but Zhou Wencai was burning like fire. He suddenly plunged into the water and swam in the direction where no one was.

"Young Master...Young Master..." The servant beside Zhou Wencai chased him along the river bank.

"Big Young Master, haha, I haven't had a chance to be a banker in person for a long time, and I've won so happily." Du Shen took a list handed over by his subordinates, and the tabletop was filled with things, silver, gold, silver notes, gold notes, gems, jade pendants, swords, and many other documents.

The fat man looked at the list and felt very happy, but quickly cursed: "These bastards really think they are giving them money for free. I don't know how much they are worth. The numbers written on the statutes are more exaggerated. Look at this, an ordinary son who has no real power dares to write statutes of 300,000 taels. Even if he loses so much money, he has to go home and feel sorry for a year or two."

In the fat man's opinion, in addition to the things placed on the table, there are also a few words. Many words that I want to take advantage of are basically in vain. Some of them cannot escape so much money unless they make trouble at their homes, but then things will be big.

Cheng Gong picked up the statutes of Ouyang Yuhai and Zhou Wencai and threw them to the fat man and said, "Please hold it up, even if I am a prince, I don't want to lose a single son."

Just now, I quietly moved to the side of the boat and took Ouyang Yuhai who was about to get ashore and almost fell into the river. Then, with the help of his subordinates, I ran away in shame. As for the other people around me who were watching, many of them wanted to take the opportunity to get a vote. When I bet, I wrote a large number of them casually because of the receipt of the letters. At this time, one ran faster than the other.

~~ In the new month, I wish you all the best. If you have recommended tickets, don’t forget to smash the tickets every day!!
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