On the last day of October, the sun was still blazing. The scorching sun evaporated the ground and gave off heat waves, making people sweat and feel miserable.
But even so, the onlookers were still in high spirits, and no one was willing to miss the gambling game that had already been doomed in their hearts.
"Clang, clang, clang …"
The stone-cutting machine worked tirelessly under the scorching sun. Sparks splashed, accompanied by flying gravel, but it could not diminish people's enthusiasm.
"Oh, my God, I see green again. Although the last one was of the dry white type, it is not small, and it is as big as a fist. This one is of the bean type, and it is definitely a good bet."
"Yes, not to mention whether it is a good bet or not, it is amazing that every stone can be hit. He deserves to be a master, and he is so awesome."
"If only I had such an ability. Master Mo is indeed Master Mo. One day, I must ask him to help me check."
People looked at Master Mo, who was smiling reservedly with admiration and envy.
Although the first dry white type was not valuable and could not be counted as a good bet, the gambling game was about the total value, and it did not matter whether it was a good bet or not.
As long as he did not fail, it was enough to maintain his reputation as a master and win this gambling game.
What was more, the second raw stone had a cyan type. Although the water of the type was not very good, it was not small, and it was as big as a child's fist. It was definitely a good bet.
Although he was not sure what kind of jadeite could be cut out of the third stone, as long as there was jadeite, he would undoubtedly win the gambling game.
Childe Liu and others had been so excited that they could not close their mouths. They looked at Master Mo with respect as if he was a celestial being and secretly praised, "A master is indeed a master."
Looking at Ding Ning's indifferent look again, everyone thought that this boy was really good at pretending, and their hearts were probably trembling.
Xiang Bolong, in particular, felt quite elated and comfortable, and shouted with a fake smile, "Childe Ding, what else do you have to say now? Just admit defeat obediently."
Ding Ning looked at him with a look of caring for a mentally retarded person. "Money Boy, are you out of your mind? How can you see that I have lost? "
Xiang Bolong was so angry that his face turned red because of his money boy, and he said coldly, "The fact is in front of us. What's the use of being stubborn?"
"What facts?"
Ding Ning sneered and pointed at his three raw stones. "I haven't even started to cut the stones, and you say that I have lost. Are you out of your mind?"
Xiang Bolong was suddenly angry. "Yeah, he hasn't started to cut the stone. Why should I admit defeat? I was too complacent."
"Well, Bolong, there's no need to argue. Just wait patiently. There will be a time when he is convinced."
Childe Liu glanced at Ding Ning with a complacent look and persuaded him.
"Humph, then I'll wait and see what kind of jadeite Childe Ding can cut out."
Xiang Bolong forcibly suppressed his anger and said with a sneer.
"You'll see, God of Fortune."
The corners of Ding Ning's mouth showed an indecipherable calm smile, which shocked Xiang Bolong. He thought in surprise and doubt, "Is this guy really sure to win?"
Thinking of losing several rounds in a row last time, Xiang Bolong's expression became serious again, and he secretly prayed that he could not lose again this time. He had secretly pawned the old man's treasure to get enough stakes. If he lost, the old man would definitely beat him to death.
Seeing his nervous look, Childe Chen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him confidently. "Bolong, don't worry. We have Master Mo. It's impossible for us to lose."
"Yeah, we have Master Mo. No matter how lucky this guy is, how can he be Master Mo's opponent? At this moment, Master Mo has become all his spiritual support and the belief that he must win."
"Wow, I see green again. Master Mo is really awesome."
"All three raw stones have seen green. This is the greasy type, right? It's awesome, really awesome. "
"That reckless guy dares to bet with Master Mo. He really doesn't know what's good for him."
"Alas, young people have to suffer some setbacks and lessons to know the immensity of heaven and earth."
"I said that this guy is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. 300 million yuan, this is 300 million yuan. Alas, I have never seen so much money in my life. It's gone at once. I think that guy will cry himself to death."
…
In the crowd's pitying or gloating discussion, the third piece of greasy seed, which was bigger than an adult's fist, was cut out. After the appraisal experts appraised it, the total value of the three pieces of jadeite was estimated to be about 16 million yuan. Everyone nodded, including Ding Ning.
Master Mo accepted everyone's admiring eyes with a reserved face. He did not expect that the third piece would be the greasy type, which made him feel very sure that he would win this time. Even if Ding Ning was lucky enough to cut out a piece of jadeite, it could not be worth 16 million yuan, unless it was of the glass type or the ice type, and it must be big.
But was that possible? Some people had gambled on stones all their lives but had never seen what the glass type looked like. Ding Ning could not have that kind of luck. Thinking of the 100 million yuan he was about to get, he felt excited.
If he did not experience the secular world, he would not know the cuteness of money. During this time, he had lived a luxurious and extravagant life in Ninghai, and he had already been addicted to it. He no longer wanted to go back to live like an ascetic monk.
Seeing that the greasy type was cut out, Xiang Bolong immediately became complacent. He squinted at Ding Ning and sneered, "Are you still stubborn now? Admit defeat obediently. "
Childe Liu also pretended that the general situation had been settled and said hypocritically, "Childe Ding, thank you for letting me win."
"Were your heads caught by a door when you were young? My raw stone has not been cut out yet. Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?"
Ding Ning scolded angrily and waved his hand to let the stone-cutting master cut the stone for him.
"Humph, just a last-ditch struggle."
Master Mo proudly sneered.
"Indeed, I think someone will not give up until he reaches the end."
"Alas, there are many people who will not give up until they hit the wall. Let's wait."
"I say, he will not give up until he sees the coffin. Let's quietly wait to see Childe Ding show his invincible power and conjure out a piece of jadeite worth more than 16 million yuan."
…
Everyone's words were full of sarcasm. Even Huang Ling and other girls, who were in awe of Ding Ning, could not help being excited and laughed at him.
Ding Ning looked as usual, but he glanced at Master Mo with a playful look in his eyes. "I hope you can still laugh later."
"You are bluffing!"
Master Mo disapprovingly sneered and thought to himself, "Don't have a direct conflict with him for the time being. Let's wait for the hierarch to come."
"You have a sharp tongue. How dare you gamble with Master Mo? You are really seeking death."
Childe You sneered and looked at Ding Ning as if he were looking at an idiot.
"You don't need to argue with him. When the stone is cut out, he will naturally cry."
Childe Chen stood with his hands behind his back and looked down on the world. This gamble was proposed by him, and it was his cousin who helped to ask Master Mo to do it. From now on, his right to speak in this small circle would increase correspondingly.
It should be known that no matter what kind of circle it was, the capable always had the right to speak, and it was not enough to have a good family background.
His family background was not as good as that of Childe Liu and Childe Xiang, so he used to call them Childe Liu and Childe Xiang to show his respect.
But now the ability he showed was enough to make him get everyone's attention, so he had changed to call Xiang Bolong, and the others did not express any objection, which was enough to prove that his status had risen one step and become the number two figure in the small circle, equal to Xiang Bolong.
Childe Liu's family background was far more powerful than his, and he thought that he was superior and never allowed people to disobey him, so he did not dare to challenge his authority at present.
"Collapse, collapse, there's nothing left."
"Alas, this has been expected."
"The young man is still too inexperienced. How can he win the gamble with Master Mo?"
…
As the first raw stone was lost as expected, everyone shook their heads and sighed. Looking at the young man standing there alone, there was a touch of pity in their eyes.
"Hahaha, it seems that Childe Ding's luck is not very good."
Childe Liu made up his mind and said with a fake smile.
Xiang Bolong was high-spirited and said sarcastically, "Maybe Childe Ding will have another nickname in the future. I think Money Giving Boy is more suitable for Childe Ding."
Hearing this, everyone immediately burst into laughter, and even Master Mo involuntarily showed a touch of relief at the corner of his mouth.
"The nickname Money Giving Boy will always belong to Childe Xiang. My luck has always been very good. Now it is too early to laugh. Be careful, or you will be slapped in the face."
Ding Ning looked indifferent and said calmly. The stone-cutting master had begun to cut the second raw stone.
Seeing Ding Ning's fearless look, Xiang Shaolong began to be surprised and doubtful again. "This guy is too calm."
Childe Liu and others smiled disdainfully and stopped arguing. The one who could laugh last was the winner.
"Pretending, humph!"
Childe You couldn't bear to see Ding Ning's calm look, so he couldn't help sneering and said disdainfully.
"What did you say? Try to say it again? "
Ding Ning looked at him sharply. He did not have the habit of spoiling such a stupid young man who flattered and had no moral integrity.
Childe You felt as if he had fallen into an ice valley. The sneer froze on his face, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. With a touch of humiliation and timidity, he lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at Ding Ning's eyes.
It was not until this moment that he remembered that Ding Ning was a man who could casually take out 300 million yuan for gambling. His family background could be imagined, and he was by no means someone who could be offended by a little rich second generation like him.
Seeing Childe You admit defeat, Ding Ning snorted coldly and slowly glanced around with his indifferent eyes. Childe Chen, who wanted to stand up for his cousin, felt a chill straight to his head when he met Ding Ning's eyes, making his lips move for a long time but unable to say anything.
The rest of the people felt cold all over, and their hands and feet were cold. Even Childe Liu, who had always been arrogant and domineering, shut his mouth obediently. They did not dare to say any more nonsense.
Master Mo's heart beat wildly, and he roared wildly. "It is really him. Only such a ruthless person can force Zhai Fang to use the curse of life to leave his mark so that his sect can avenge him."
He wanted to summon up the courage to look at Ding Ning, but he really did not have the courage. He could only close his eyes with deep humiliation and turn a blind eye to Ding Ning's deterrence in order to maintain his image as a master.
He secretly comforted himself, "This guy can't be arrogant for a long time. When the sect master comes, he will die. Why should I compete with a doomed dead man?"
Ding Ning withdrew his eyes with satisfaction. He did not want to oppress others with his power, but he really did not want to listen to these people's cynicism and ridicule. Why should they make trouble for themselves when they were sure to win the game?
"Alas, it's over, it's over again."
"I knew it would be like this. Nine out of ten gambles will be lost, and he can't be compared with Master Mo at all."
"It's over. This young man is bound to lose. Even if the last Primordial Stone contains jade, he has no chance of winning."
"Humph, the chance of winning? Damn chance of winning. He is bound to lose."
"Humph, don't be so sure. Who knows if the last Primordial Stone can contain glass type or ice type or something?"
"You are dreaming. Glass type? F * ck, if the last Primordial Stone can contain glass type, I will eat all the Primordial Stones."
"That's what you said."
"Of course it's what I said. I mean what I say."
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