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Chapter 7 Gambling

"You are sick." Yu Yue looked at the old man and said.

Hearing this, the latter couldn't help but be stunned.

Eleven immediately stopped doing it. She stood up and shouted in a tender voice: "You are sick! My grandfather talks to you with kind words and you don't listen, but curses him. Do you know what my grandfather's status is in Yunzhou..."

"Eleventh!" The old man sternly stopped his granddaughter and continued.

Unexpectedly, although Eleven was beautiful, she had a rash personality. No matter what her grandfather said, she rushed to Yu Yue again and stared at him and said, "You shook your head at me just now, and now you scolded my grandfather again... Boy, I will teach you a lesson no matter what today!"

"Eleven...cough, cough cough..." The old man was excited and couldn't help but cough.

Eleven turned around and said, "Grandpa, don't worry about me. This kid is sneaky and doesn't go to work on weekdays. He looks like he is not a serious person. I'm afraid he is not a trafficker who steals the child, so I asked him to arrest him for the first trial!"

Yu Yue almost got angry and laughed. This woman is really... she is really suffering from disaster.

He explained: "I didn't scold anyone. This old senior is really sick or injured..."

The old man in Tang suit was stunned again.

Eleven glanced at grandpa and shouted to Yu Yue: "Nonsense! My grandpa is healthy, can eat and sleep. He goes to the park to do boxing and exercise every day. Sometimes he goes to the mountains to pick up two buckets of mountain spring water and goes home. Do you think he is joking if he is injured?"

The old man in Tang suit asked, "Little brother, do you recognize me?"

Yu Yue shook his head: "I don't know you."

The old man asked again: "Then you said I was injured, but why did you say this?"

Yu Yue said: "You will know by looking at your complexion, listening to your cough, and feeling your breathing. Your injuries are very serious and you should not live to be seventy-five years old."

His tone was plain, but he was very sure.

"Just!" Eleven was obviously furious and laughed furiously: "My grandpa is already seventy-seven this year. Do you dare to say that he can't live seventy-five? I think you are just an alarmist, you are just a liar!"

Yu Yue was slightly stunned. He was already seventy-seven years old?

Could it be that I was wrong? It’s impossible!

Just as Yu Yue felt confused, Eleven pointed his nose with a spring onion finger and said, "You can judge other people's injuries, illness, life and death at a glance. Who do you think you are? If you think you are a master, then come and compete with me!"

The old man in Tang suit no longer stopped him. First, he knew his granddaughter's temperament; second, he was also a little confused, wanting to find out the background of the young man in front of him, why did he say that?

Yu Yue also felt very new. No one dared to challenge the Galaxy Tyrant in front like this for many years, let alone a pretty and beautiful girl.

Should I satisfy you? Or should I satisfy you?

Yu Yue couldn't help but smile evilly inside.

"How is it, don't you dare?" The heroic ponytail girl said provocatively again.

Suddenly, a small hand stretched out from behind Yu Yue and grabbed Eleven's fingers, which scared Eleven. If she hadn't seen clearly that it was a child, she would have almost had an aggression.

Yu Yue knew that his daughter was protecting him, and felt moved. Then he looked at Eleven and said lightly: "You mean to compete with me for a duel, right? Yes, but it's not interesting to just fight like this. Why don't you come and have a bet?"

His idea was that you were rude and provoked me repeatedly. If I tolerate everything, how could I educate my daughter in the future? Besides, I am just using money now, and you can deliver it to your door by yourself, no wonder I will kill you.

Eleven Qi said: "Gambling? How to bet?"

Yu Yue said: "If you lose, give me a hundred thousand."

Question 11: "Hmph, what if you lose?"

Yu Yue said: "I will give you 100,000."

He now has no 100,000 yuan in total, but he is confident that he will not lose. The other party is obviously from a wealthy family, so he should be able to afford a 100,000 yuan bet.

Eleven's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Yu Yue asked, "How is it, don't you dare?"

Eleven raised their eyebrows and asked him this sentence just now. Now he asked himself in turn, and when Eleven could withstand such provocation, he immediately responded: "Dare you, what's the point of not? But I don't want your money, because I don't lack money, I want you to lose as my servant!"

The old man in Tang suit seemed to think this was a bit too much and shouted, "Eleventh!"

But Eleven said: "Grandpa, this is a bet between me and him, please don't interfere."

He turned to Yu Yue and asked, "How is it?"

Yu Yue smiled and said, "Yes."

The old man in Tang suit shook his head helplessly.

Eleven pointed at the little guy on his back: "Then you put down the child first."

Yu Yue didn't put the little guy down, but handed the thing he was holding in his right hand to his left: "No, come on, I'll finish the meal early, I'll go home early to cook."

Eleven's face changed.

The old man in Tang suit also narrowed his eyes.

The man in the suit standing next to the off-road vehicle sneered repeatedly. Facing Murong, the one who dared to be so arrogant was either a martial arts master or a fool who had not started, but that kid didn't look like a master no matter how he looked!

Eleven's expression was cold, and his tone was even colder: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

She felt that she had never been looked down upon like this in her life.

Yu Yue said lightly: "Get on your hands quickly and don't waste each other's time."

Eleven was furious and said two words of "good" in a row, setting up a competition: "Hongquan Su Murong, ask for advice!"

Her big name is "Su Murong", and only the elders of the Su family called her "Eleventh".

Yu Yue still looked like an old god, carrying a child on his back, and standing there with meat, vegetables and herbs in his left hand.

Su Murong felt angry and no longer gave in to him. He stepped forward. The fist moves in his hand overflowed like a flood peak, surging and surging, pouring out!

The man in the suit applauded secretly.

The old man in Tang suit also nodded slightly, and he cultivated both the inside and outside of the Hongquan, with a strong aura, a hard bridge and a hard horse, and a big opening and closing. Now he has entered the hall.

Yu Yue sighed. The girl's boxing technique was a bit hot, and she had more combat power than when she met gangsters and human traffickers before. It's a pity that she met herself.

He had six hundred years of combat experience and started training today. He had already broken through the level of two-star warrior in half a morning. Facing Su Murong, who could be considered one-star, he had a double suppression of experience and strength, and had an absolute advantage.

He saw through the flaws under Su Murong's fierce momentum and the countless false moves behind the starting moves.

He stood there leisurely, waiting for Su Murong to come to him before lifting his only empty right hand...

Bang!

Block Su Murong Gang's extremely fierce right fist.

Su Jiao's body trembled, and then she swung her left fist like a fire burning the sky, like a roar of guns and cannons.

Bang!

Yu Yue was extremely fast and retracted with his right hand. He grabbed the other party's pink fist in an instant, and the power on the fist seemed to have no effect on him.

Su Murong was shocked and wanted to attack again.

Yu Yue didn't give her a chance, so she sank her shoulders and elbows, grabbed her hands and pulled them backwards.

Su Murong had no choice but to spin the body like a top, and it seemed like she was dancing a waltz.

Suddenly, Yu Yue let go, and Su was driven by inertia and turned two more times. When she relied on her own strength to coordinate her body and made her body stop, a fist had already swung to her face, only one centimeter from the tip of her nose.

I believe that if it weren't for the master of the fist, my face would have been beaten into a cake.
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