Martial Inverse

{} Text Chapter 2o5 Throw Out

"Huh! Then let you lose your conscience!"

The second ancestor snorted and poked his head away, but the light in the corner of his eye was still watching the movement here.

"Rain please continue."

Feng Haoli ignored him, and a seemingly reluctant smile was drawn on his face, facing Yuxiao Road aside.

"it is good!"

Yu Xiao frowned slightly, nodded, and grabbed a piece of aura-woolen wool again.

"Salsa! ..."

Wool is slowly shrinking under the eyes of everyone, and the layers of mud turn into powder and fall down, a little, there is a pile on the ground.

"Shh! ..."

The result was another boo.

Another piece of waste!

At this time, everyone couldn't help doubting it.

After watching for so long, almost everyone thinks that this young man is choosing materials by luck, and his record of not losing or winning for more than ten days is really achieved by luck. Now, The two best pieces of wool have been scrapped. Will God of Fortune really fall on this boy?

Seeing another pile of dirt, Feng Hao's eyes drew slightly, and it seemed to be even less confident.

"Rain is old, go on."

He stretched out his arm and made an inviting gesture, but that arm was trembling slightly.

"Ok!"

Yu Xiao took a deep look at the boy in front of him, as if he didn't have the slightest contrition, and groaned a little, he just picked a better piece of wool.

"Salsa! ..."

Another piece of wool was turned into mud, and hissing sighed, and several second-generation ancestors were even more cheerful.

"What else to support? Hurry down and call grandpa!"

"Hey! Lucky little fool!"

"Well! ... Does he really consider himself a **** of luck ?!"

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

"carry on!"

Feng Hao exhaled deeply, his arms raised.

"Salsa! ..."

Another piece of wool turned into dust.

"Salsa! ..."

Another piece ...

"Salsa! ..."

This is the penultimate piece, and in the end, it turned into a pile of dust among the many sighs.

On the ground, there is only a piece of waste material that has no aura left, and its price tag is only 12,000 gold coins. This kind of wool is almost at the time of opening. no.

"God of luck, oh! ..."

Yuan Po immediately laughed.

"Hey, are you convinced?"

The second ancestor couldn't come over for a lifetime, proud of his face.

"Ugh!..."

Yu Xiao also sighed, wondering secretly in her heart, "Is he really just a teenager who believes in his luck and is frivolous?"

On the scene, most gamblers have already covered their eyes, and it seems that they can't bear to look any further.

Luck, after all, can not be defeated by Aiishi!

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

In this regard, the representatives of the various forces did not say anything, they were just watching the lively, a few, even looking at Feng Hao's eyes with a joke.

In their eyes, Feng Hao has become a hairy boy who doesn't know the heights and heights!

"Hmm? ... so little familiar, kid?"

Among the representatives of this force, a hawk-nosed man looked at Feng Hao and narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, his breathing was rapid.

"It's him, that stinky boy!"

Suddenly, a fire broke out in the eyes of the man with a hooked nose.

He recognized that it was this **** boy who killed his gang of Chiyun Gang and finally led himself and others into the danger zone. Finally, only two left.

Every time I think of it, he gritted his teeth.

Even when a young martial arts boy was playing with a monkey, his prestige in the gang plummeted as soon as the incident was reported.

He abandoned the gang and fled alone. He knew that if he did not have the strength of Wu Zong, he would have been expelled from the gang long ago.

Just wanting to step forward, he retracted his feet again.

This is the site of Yuyue's gang. If something goes wrong, you will be killed. That's right!

"Ok?"

It seemed to feel the hateful look, and Feng Hao glanced sideways to see the hot eyes.

"It's him."

Feng Hao sank and frowned.

It seems that I should find a force to protect myself, and looking at the gloomy Yu Xiao with a little worry in front of me, Feng Hao was a move in my heart.

This Yuyue gang is really one of the strongest forces fearing Ancheng. I heard that there are several Wu Zun sitting in the town, and there is such a force to look after themselves, and it is bound to be as stable as Mount Tai, and no one dares to move themselves.

The most important thing is that this Yuxiao suits his own taste.

"Knelt down quickly, don't you want to do anything in front of Yu Lao ?!"

Seeing Feng Hao not listening to his words, the second ancestor was angry and yelled loudly.

"Why do you want me to kneel?"

Feng Hao gave him a glance.

"You've lost. Don't you kneel?"

The eyes of the second emperor almost burst into flames, and several others surrounded him.

"Lao Yu, you are a notary. You should talk now."

Several people expressed their opinions and put pressure on Yu Xiao.

"Yeah, Yu Lao, you can't rely on such things, right?"

The hawk-nosed man also said yin and yin, and finally called for, "Do you guys say it?"

"Is there anything wrong with you here?"

Yu Xiao's heart was already very boring. It offended Xiang Aishi's family, which he did not want, but the hawk nose came to challenge his patience, and he immediately became angry.

"Snapped!"

I shot it with a distant palm, the strong wind condensed into a slap, and threw it directly on the face of the hawk-nosed man. He didn't respond at all, and he was directly blown out by the fan, blood sprayed, and the posterior molars came out and fell into Crowd, it was miserable.

"I don't know what's called, is it your turn to speak here? Give me a shot!"

Yu Xiao picked up her eyes and yelled at her directly. The hawk-nosed nose was caught by the two strong men before she came back to her, and she was lifted out by the two strong men. She didn't say anything, and in the future in this city, he will also Can't get mixed up.

Of course, the Chiyun Gang will not offend Yuyue Gang because of a Wuzong.

With such a posture, the hearts of several second-generation ancestors were also frightened, and their physiques recoiled, and the madness on their faces also converged a lot.

"Humph!"

He snorted softly, and Yu Xiao felt that the suffocation in his chest had cleared a lot. Looking at Feng Hao, he frowned slightly, and said, "Brother Ha, this ..."

"Hehe! You don't have to worry about raining."

Feng Hao chuckled, and then said, "Isn't there a piece of wool that hasn't been opened yet? Let's start again."

"Oh! I believe my luck."

After that, he raised an eyebrow at the second ancestor, very provocative.

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