The Anarchic Consort Chapter 114: Men’s wear Weiwei

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In the early morning of the next day, the wind was blowing slowly.

The Wuxiu City, far-famous in the world, is located at the top of the Cangshan Mountains and has the largest Wuxiu trading house in the entire Shenzhou Continent.

Some people say that the most talented martial arts masters in the world will be concentrated here.

Some people also say that here, you don’t know who you will meet, maybe just an inconspicuous old woman, who can tell whether a martial artist is good or bad.

For the warrior, there is no doubt that this is paradise in paradise.

However, there will also be casinos in heaven.

"Buy to leave, buy to leave!"

The hustle and bustle of the casino, there is little white smoke, and the dust is floating everywhere because it has not seen the light for a long time.

People of different colors, three teachings, standing or sitting, staring at the sieve cup that is about to be opened on the table, yelling: "Little, little, little!"

The person who is pressing the sieve cup, the corner of his mouth is slightly tilted, and he stretches out his hand.

"Damn it! Why is it big again!" A man in a white suit wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he knew it was the kind of red-eyed person. He grabbed the silver in his hand and shouted : "I don't believe in this evil! I'll be small, and continue to be small!"

The person who lost the red eye is no one else. It is the famous little overlord in Wuxiu City. He is handsome and handsome. He was originally sixteen or seventeen years old. There are still two shallow dimples on his cheeks. They are the high school students who are in the modern world.

Speaking, just a bang!

He reached out and pressed the broken silver onto the small print mark.

Unexpectedly, a paper fan suddenly blocked his hand.

"This Xiongtai, are you sure, you want to suppress the younger?"

Hearing the words, Xiaobawang turned his head and looked over, only to see a young man who was only in the painting appeared in front of him. He was very handsome, with a white face, and Danfeng's eyes were slightly raised and dyed. A touch of evil.

"Which one do you care about me!" The person who lost the red eye was upset, especially what he hates most is this kind of guy with good looks and calm temperament, and he is not polite!

But, what he didn't expect, the man just looked at him with a smile, stretched out his hand to close the paper fan, and then turned his wrist, pressing the silver on his hand against the "big" mark on the opposite side of the man!

The red-eyed little bully frowned, then looked back at her fiercely.

"Buy to leave your hand, buy to leave your hand!" The sound of the dealer shaking the dice cup was surprisingly good, and the long sleeves were waving, dazzling the sieve cup.

There was a last bang!

Good, open the cup!

"Small, small, small, give me a small!" Xiaobawang's handsome face, when I say the word Laozi, will always make people feel a different kind of joy.

"Five-Five-Four, big!" The dealer announced very neatly, and then took his money, divided it in half and pushed away the jade-like son.

The young man held the broken silver, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew thicker.

Next, if Xiao Bawang is small, she will be big.

When the bully is overwhelmed, she is overwhelmed.

Anyway, it's the opposite of that little bully who lost his eyes.

A whole dozen of them came down, and the noble son has more and more silver, but the bully has lost so much!

At this time, Little Overlord also noticed something. In the end, he stopped pressing the money, just watching the noble son press.

Every hand, every hand, was won by "him"!

Gradually, Xiaobawang's beautiful boy's face changed from annoyance to admiration, and finally he even opened his mouth wide in exclamation.

As if he had achieved the effect he wanted, the noble son took the silver on the stage and the paper fan was up, and he planned to leave.

Xiao Bawang immediately followed!

Not only him, but even the guards who were waiting for him behind him, took one more look in surprise, and ran quickly.

The son dropped the fan, put it on his side leg, and yawned lazily, as if he noticed someone following behind him, but he didn't point it out, but the smile on his mouth was stained with shrewdness. .

When Xiaobawang saw that people were about to leave, he blushed and shouted: "Hey!"

The young man's thin lips curled a little before turning his head back: "What's the matter?"

"Cough." Xiaobawang put his hand to his lips, probably intending to make himself look a little mature, so even his voice was very low: "How do you know when to press it up and when to press it down." "

The young man smiled, his eyebrows were picturesque: "I haven't heard the truth about swindling ten gambling?"

"Of course I have heard of this young master!" The beautiful young man snorted coldly, then glanced at the young man, very proud: "It's just that this young master can't use it yet."

It’s enough to be so arrogant that you don’t know how to say it!

The ghost boy slipped his feet and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Hey." When the beautiful boy spoke, he always gave people a very delicate beauty: "If you give me everything you know, this young master will give you a lot of money, how about it?"

He must learn these things and wait until he sees "that person" again so that he won't lose every time!

No one knew that the handsome boy was lowing his eyes, and the murderous aura that crossed his eyes was not what he should have at his age.

"I don't want money." The noble son's voice came slowly: "However, I can teach you for free, what is ten gambling and nine frauds."

"Oh?" The beautiful boy raised his eyebrows and then laughed: "It's very interesting, how do you plan to teach this young master?"

The noble son took a step forward, thin lips with a meaningful taste: "Two days later, Wushuang son will hold a small test here, just to find his martial arts and The master of the match. Now many people expect that Helian Jiaoer will definitely win."

"Helian Jiaoer?" The beautiful young man casually tightened his pupils: "The first beauty in the capital who was designated to be the Three Emperors?"

The noble son raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes, it's her."

"And then?" The beautiful boy slowly opened his mouth: "Is there anyone better than her?"

The noble son raised his thin lips: "Of course there are people."

"For example?" The beautiful boy narrowed his eyes.

Your son smiled: "Helian Weiwei."

"That waste?" The beautiful boy frowned intuitively.

The noble son touched the bridge of his nose, hey, she didn't expect her to be so famous, even the son of the lord who was far away in Wuxiu City knew her.

That's right, this handsome noble son is no one else, it was just after spending all his money that he rushed to Helian Weiwei in Wuxiu City!

She stood there, with a clear-eyed face and an outstanding temperament.

Although she felt amazing when she didn't have a heroine in men's clothing, but with her looks, she was already at the level of gentle and elegant, and walking in the crowd could attract the attention of many girls.

"Why don't you speak anymore?" The beautiful boy raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Helian Weiwei coughed slightly, and then said: "Because everyone thinks Helian Weiwei is a waste, the more money we will make then..."