"Hmph! Then I'll let you lose and be convinced!"

The second-generation ancestor snorted coldly and turned his head away, but he was still watching the activities here from the corner of his eye.

"Yu Lao, please continue."

Feng Haoli ignored him, with a seemingly forced smile on his face, and said to Yuxiao beside him. .

"Okay!"

Yu Xiao frowned slightly, nodded, and once again grabbed a piece of wool filled with spiritual energy.

"Sasha!..."

The wool slowly shrunk in front of everyone's eyes, and layers of soil turned into powder and sprinkled down. A little was piled up on the ground. A bunch.

"Shh!..."

As a result, everyone booed again.

Another piece of waste!

At this time, everyone couldn’t help but become suspicious.

After watching it for so long, almost everyone thinks that this young man is choosing materials based on luck, and his record of not losing or losing for more than ten days is really based on luck. Luck did it, but now, the two best pieces of wool have been used up. Will the god of luck really come to this young man?

Seeing another pile of dirt, Feng Hao's eyes twitched slightly, seeming to be even less confident.

"Yu Lao, continue."

He stretched out his arm in a gesture of invitation, but the arm was shaking slightly.

　“Yes!”

Yuxiao took a deep look at the young man in front of her. It seemed that he was not pretentious at all. After pondering for a while, he picked another piece. Better wool.

　"Sasha!..."

Another piece of wool turned into soil, and there were sighs, and several second-generation ancestors screamed even more happily.

"What are you still holding on for? Kneel down and call me grandpa!"

"Hey! Lucky little fool!"

"Hi!. ..Does he really think he is the god of luck?!"

They all showed their disdain and publicized their opinions, saying that the following pieces of wool were useless.

“Continue!”

Feng Hao took a deep breath and raised his arms.

　“Sasha!...”

　Another piece of wool turned into dust.

　“Sasha!...”

Another piece...

"Sasha!..."

This is already the penultimate piece, and in the end, it disappeared amidst many sighs For a pile of dust.

On the ground, there is only a piece of lifeless scrap left. Its price tag is only twelve thousand gold coins. This kind of wool is almost the outermost layer of wool when it is cut. , the probability of crystal accumulation is almost zero.

"God of luck, scoff!..."

Yuan Po immediately scoffed.

"Hey, are you convinced?"

The second generation ancestor walked over with arrogance, the pride on his face was unmistakable.

"Alas!..."

Yu Xiao also sighed, secretly doubting, "Is he really just a frivolous young man who believes in his own luck? ”

At the scene, most of the gamblers had already covered their eyes, as if they couldn’t bear to watch any more.

Luck, after all, is no match for the art of fortune-telling!

This is actually inevitable, but they have always had a trace of luck in their hearts, and now, that trace of luck has dissipated.

In this regard, the representatives of various forces did not say anything. They were just here to watch the fun. A few of them even looked at Feng Hao with amusement in their eyes.

In their eyes, Feng Hao seemed to be just a young boy who knew nothing about the world!

"Huh?...Why does that kid look familiar?"

Among the representatives of this force, a man with a hooked nose looked at Feng Hao, his eyes narrowed. He stood up, and suddenly his breathing became rapid.

“It’s him, that brat!”

Suddenly, the hook-nosed man’s eyes were almost on fire.

He recognized that it was this damn boy who killed his fellow Chiyun gang members and finally led him and others into the dangerous area. In the end, only two of them came back.

Every time he thought about it, he gritted his teeth.

He was actually tricked by a young man who was a great martial artist. As soon as this was reported, his prestige within the gang plummeted.

Abandoning the gang and running away alone, he knew that if he had not possessed the strength of the Wuzong, he would have been expelled from the gang long ago.

Just as he was about to step forward, he retracted his feet.

This is the territory of the Yuyue Gang. If you cause trouble, you will be beaten to death. That is a living thing.Should!

"Huh?"

As if sensing the hateful gaze, Feng Hao turned his head and glanced, and saw the burning eyes.

“It’s him.”

Feng Hao’s heart sank, and his brows furrowed tightly.

It seems that he should find a force to protect him, and looking at Yu Xiao who looked at him with a slightly worried expression, Feng Hao felt something in his heart.

The Yuyue Gang is actually one of the strongest forces in Anchor City. I heard that there are several martial lords sitting in charge. With such a force looking after you, it will be as stable as Mount Tai, and no one will dare to touch you.

The most important thing is that this Yuxiao suits my taste.

"Kneel down quickly, do you still want to act shameless in front of Mr. Yu?!"

Seeing that Feng Hao has not listened to his words, the second generation ancestor He got angry and yelled loudly.

“Why do you want me to kneel down?”

Feng Hao rolled his eyes at him.

"You have lost, why don't you kneel down?"

The second generation ancestor's eyes almost burst into flames, and several others also gathered around him.

"Mr. Yu, you are a notary, so you should speak now."

Several people expressed their opinions one after another, putting pressure on Yu Xiao.

"Yes, Mr. Yu, you can't just refuse to pay for this kind of thing, right?"

The man with the hooked nose also said in a sinister voice, and finally made an appeal. , "Do you think so?"

"What's the matter with you here?"

He wished, but this hook-nosed man also challenged his patience, and he immediately became angry.

　"Pa!"

" A distant palm shot, the strong wind condensed into a slap, and it was thrown directly on the hook-nosed face, and he couldn't react at all. , he was slapped out immediately, blood flew out, his back teeth blurted out, and he fell into the crowd. It was so miserable.

"I don't know what the so-called thing is. Is it your turn to speak here? Get out of here!"

Yu Xiao picked up his eyes and scolded directly, "Hooked nose" Before he could recover, he was directly carried out by two strong men like a chicken. Not only was he disgraced, he would not be able to survive in Ju'an City in the future.

The Chiyun Gang will naturally not offend the Yuyue Gang because of a martial arts sect.

Such a gesture made several second-generation ancestors feel frightened and their bodies were all shaken.He stepped back unconsciously, and the arrogance on his face became much calmer.

"Hmph!"

After snorting softly, Yu Xiao felt that the tightness in his chest had been relieved a lot. Looking at Feng Hao, he frowned slightly and said , "Brother Hao, this matter..."

"Haha! Mr. Yu doesn't have to be embarrassed."

Feng Hao chuckled and continued, "No, there's more. Isn’t a piece of wool unopened? Let’s talk about it after you open it.”

“Haha! I believe in my luck.”

After saying that, he also picked at the second generation ancestor. He raised his eyebrows, very provocatively.