Super Golden Eye

C88 Choose the Stone to Break the Formation



C88 Choose the Stone to Break the Formation

"Ghost Hand Master, what's the matter?" Faang Yang asked suspiciously when he felt Ghost Hand's gaze on him.    

    

Ghost Hand smiled. "I've been in the gambling world for more than thirty years, and I relied on my hard work and hard work. I want to make a bet with Mr. Faang."    

    

"Ghost Hand Master wants to bet with me?" Faang Yang was stunned. This was something he did not expect.    

    

Looking at Ghost Hand's fortune, this old man's wisdom was close to a foot. He did not seem like a reckless person. Moreover, his wealth was extremely high, and his value was quite high. He wouldn't betray his dignity.    

    

"Could it be that his family was kidnapped by the Yan family? No, that's not right. Old Man's bad luck line is stable. It doesn't look like he's in trouble." Faang Yang muttered in his heart.    

    

Zhou Zhifeng, who was standing in the stands, also frowned. He didn't know what Ghost Hand Master was up to.    

    

"I didn't mean to target Mr. Faang, but because of what happened to Mr. Ding just now. I want to bet with you on this dice cup. If you lose... I hope you can return the ten million you won to Mr. Ding and let him settle down. " Ghost Hand Master said.    

    

When Faang Yang heard this, he was instantly unhappy. F * ck you, old bastard. After all this time, you are pretending to be a good person and fighting for justice.    

    

"What if Ghost Hand Master loses?" Faang Yang sneered. He was a person who held a grudge. Ding Sifu had almost killed him just now. Now that Ghost Hand Master wanted to bet with him, didn't that mean that all the mistakes were caused by Faang Yang?    

    

"How dare you! Ghost Hand Master is a grandmaster of the gambling world. How could he lose to you?" Wu Jun snorted coldly and said sarcastically.    

    

However, Faang Yang didn't think it was a big deal. He didn't care whether you were a grandmaster or not, and Ghost Hand wasn't Ghost Hand. Since you want to stand up for Ding Sifu, you have to pay a price.    

    

"I won't make things difficult for Ghost Hand Master. If you lose, give me 10 million." Faang Yang said.    

    

"If I lose, I'll give you 20 million. I'll bet that you won't be able to guess the number of dice in my dice cup." Ghost Hand coldly snorted. He was quite dissatisfied with Faang Yang. You, a junior, don't know how to gamble. How dare you try to win money from me? What a joke.    

    

"I bet that Ghost Hand Master will win. I bet another five million." Wu Jun coldly harrumphed as he watched the fun.    

    

"Don't take out five million to embarrass yourself. We are all worth ten million." Faang Yang rolled his eyes, as if he didn't have enough money.    

    

"You!" Wu Jun was so angry that he wanted to say something, but Faang Yang just ignored him.    

    

"Alright, Mr. Faang, let's start guessing. If you get it right, you win. If you don't get it right, humph." Ghost Hand's face turned cold. It would be fine if Faang Yang got it right. If you don't get it right, then it's not just about losing money. I have to punish you for being disrespectful.    

    

"Old bastard, you don't want to walk the path of heaven, but you have to pretend to be an old man. Why do you want to stand up for others? Your grandfather will let you experience it today." Faang Yang thought to himself.    

    

He immediately flipped the white board over. There was not a single word written on it. He looked at Ghost Hand Master and said word by word, "You don't have any dice in your dice cup. The dice are all on your right hand!"    

    

"What!"    

    

"This is impossible!"    

    

"Nonsense, I clearly saw the dice enter the dice cup!"    

    

When Faang Yang's words came out, the entire stadium was in an uproar. Only a few people had complicated looks in their eyes.    

    

"Fang Little Friend really has some skill. Ghost Hand Master is definitely going to lose." Standing beside Zhou Xiaosang, Elder Tang said with a smile.    

    

Zhou Xiaosang looked at Elder Tang in surprise. Although he didn't say anything, the shock on his face told him everything.    

    

"Elder Tang is right. This Faang Yang is quite interesting." Zhou Zhifeng also praised. He smiled for the first time, as if his mood had improved.    

    

"Faang Yang, is this true?" The one with the most subtle expression on the Gambling Table was Cao Miaoyu. Her expression changed. She looked at the others and found that Kang Xinghui and Ji Yun's expressions were indifferent, as if they already knew this result.    

    

"Not good!" Cao Miaoyu thought that it was not good. She opened her white board and saw that there were five numbers 1 written on it.    

    

"Ghost Hand Master, turn on the clock." Faang Yang crossed his arms and smiled. He had gained a lot this night. In the blink of an eye, this was already 35 million. The funds that were originally running out of funds would be more than enough in a minute. This money was enough for Bai Hua Technology to take over the new energy project and get rid of the Taxaceae High Technology.    

    

"Ghost Hand Master, please open the clock." The referee urged.    

    

Ghost Hand Master stared at Faang Yang with shock in his eyes. "Mr. Faang, do you really rely on luck?"    

    

"What else? I am a layman. I am just here to make up the numbers today. " Faang Yang could not deny it. Furthermore, half of his words caused a huge uproar.    

    

A layman!    

    

He was here to make up the numbers!    

    

Ghost Hand Master was stunned for a moment, and his expression became ugly. He felt that Faang Yang was mocking him, so he snorted coldly and opened the Dice Cup.    

    

As expected!    

    

There was nothing in the dice cup. Ghost Hand Master opened his right hand again. There were five dice in it.    

    

"I'm sorry, Master. I won." Faang Yang smiled with a tsundere expression.    

    

Ghost Hand Master snorted again and wrote a cheque. He put it down and turned around to leave.    

    

"Consider yourself lucky, Faang Yang. Let's wait and see." Wu Jun put down a threat and left as well. Kang Xinghui and Ji Yun looked at each other, then they got up and went to rest. Only Cao Miaoyu's pale face remained where it was.    

    

After the dice competition ended, there was a ten-minute break. After that, the Gambling Stone segment was carried out. The remaining four Participant chose three Raw Ore each. It would be personally cut by the boss of Songjiang City, Stone Gambling City, Wang Qiang. After that, as they were cutting the stones, they would proceed with the final round of the card shuttle competition.    

    

"Brother, I knew you would win." During the break time, Shen Xin and Qu Yan came over to congratulate Faang Yang.    

    

Faang Yang smiled and said he was lucky. He said he had seen the yellow calendar before he went out today.    

    

"Luck is also a part of strength. Fang Little Friend, don't be modest." Elder Tang also came over to congratulate him, but he changed the topic and said, "Ghost Hand is a narrow-minded person, and he will definitely repay you for your mistakes. You have defeated him today. He will definitely find trouble with you in the future, be careful. "    

    

"You are just a useless old man. You don't have to worry about him." Faang Yang waved his hand, totally not putting Ghost Hand in his eyes.    

    

"Well said, a mere Ghost Hand is nothing. Besides, you are working for my Zhou family. I want to see who dares to cause you trouble in the future!" Without saying a word, Zhou Zhifeng walked over. He seemed to be interested in Faang Yang and kept sizing him up.    

    

"This is my brother, Zhou Zhifeng, and also the Young Lord of the Zhou family." Zhou Xiaosang didn't say anything until Zhou Zhifeng came over.    

    

"I hope you can win the competition for the Zhou family." Zhou Zhifeng said. After saying that, he left, followed by a follower with a murderous aura.    

    

Faang Yang squinted his slender eyes and glanced at Zhou Zhifeng's follower. This was a man in his early thirties. He had thick eyebrows and a thick mouth. He was dressed like a standard fighter, but his murderous aura was longer than Zheng Dong's. His strength was also like a cloud of smoke and smoke. It was impossible to see through him.    

    

"This man is even more powerful than Zheng Dong." Faang Yang thought to himself. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. A strong killing intent came from the sky. He raised his head and saw a black line rushing towards him from the Psychedelic Killing Array.    

    

"Blood Qi filled the sky. The formation has been completed. This is another dead man!" Faang Yang thought in his heart. Then, he took out the Golden Eye and used the spiritual energy in his dantian to turn into a small knife, slashing at the black line!    

    

Gudong!    

    

A dull sound rang out!    

    

The "Sea Giant" suddenly started shaking left and right. Immediately after, the announcement of the American uncle, Anthony's voice was broadcasted, "Due to the thunderstorm, the boat is shaking. Everyone, please calm down and believe in the "Sea Giant"'s ability!"    

    

"Didn't we agree that the sky would be clear for tens of thousands of miles? Why is there suddenly a rainstorm!? Furthermore, this is the interior of the continent. Even a Level 9 Gale wouldn't be able to blow away the "Sea Giant"." Shen Xin muttered.    

    

Faang Yang did not think so. It would be fine if the wind was naturally formed, but if someone was deliberately causing the ship to shake left and right, causing panic, that would be bad.    

    

"The person who set the formation will not be found in a short period of time. The most important thing right now is to find the magic weapon to set up the formation first." Faang Yang pondered in his heart. He reached into his pocket with his right hand, and the Dragon Suppressing Nail lay there quietly.    

    

Faang Yang grabbed with his finger, and a sense of relief spread throughout his entire body. The origin of this Dragon Suppressing Nail was mysterious, and it was a magical treasure that could break through formations.    

    

One life, two fortunes, three fengshui, the southeast, northwest to break the formation!    

    

Faang Yang muttered to himself. As soon as the Golden Eye appeared, he held a copper coin in his left hand, and a Dragon Suppressing Nail in his right. He raised his head and looked around. The spider web was pitch black.    

    

"Faang Yang, what are you muttering about? The stone selection is about to begin." Zhou Xiaosang pushed Faang Yang and urged him.    

    

Faang Yang nodded and walked forward. His eyes were drifting. It was because he had pushed the searching formation of the Geomantic Omen Fate Repairing Arts to its limit.    

    

"Found it! It's over there!" Faang Yang was delighted. He saw a faint red circle of light lingering on the northeastern corner of the gambling boat. Upon closer inspection, there was a thumb-sized, almost transparent spider amber hanging on the wall lamp.    

    


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