In that box, only Ji Ning and Shangguan were left. They looked at the game with concentration, as if the little episodes that happened before had not affected their mood at all.

Xue Rui and Zixuan were gone.

At first, Lin Mengjia thought they were sitting on the sofa behind her. After taking a closer look, she realized that the two of them were really not here.

She hurriedly said to Tang Feng: "Zixuan and Xue Rui are gone, where have they gone?"

Tang Feng glanced over there and said with a smile: "Maybe it's going to the toilet."

"It would be strange if you believe in you!"

Lin Mengjia gave Tang Feng a blank look, obviously not believing his words, and then raised her chin to the old man and said, "That monk asked the people around him to leave, I don't know what to do, I guess I'm going to find them."

Tang Feng still glanced at him, and still said in disapproval, "Maybe he is going to the toilet."

Lin Mengjia was so angry that she turned Tang Feng away again.

You can guess this kind of answer with your toes, and Tang Feng deliberately teased her.

Tang Feng smiled and stared at Lin Mengjia with a depressed look on his face. He put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "Some things will not be fun if you know the result in advance."

The meaning of this sentence is clearly that he knows what happened.

Lin Mengjia refused to relax and asked quickly: "What is going on? You should always reveal it?"

"Zixuan is fishing."

The smile on the corner of Tang Feng's mouth was even more obvious.

Next, no matter how Lin Mengjia asked, he stopped talking, and had a secret smile on his face.

Lin Mengjia had no choice but to keep turning her eyes, look at the stage, look at the old man, and sometimes look at Ji Ning and Shangguan.

Except for the players on the stage, the competition has gradually become more intense, there is no change in the other two places.

Shangguan and Ji Ning were still focused on watching the game and occasionally discussed it.

The old man also maintained that position, but his brows frowned slightly, as if he had never come back from the person he sent out, and felt a little anxious.

After looking for a while, Lin Mengjia suddenly thought of another question and said to Tang Feng: "Are the two monks his disciples?

Judging from his clothes, he is almost the same as him."

Tang Feng shook his head, but nodded again, saying, "It shouldn't have been before, but it's not necessarily true now."

His words made Lin Mengjia a little puzzled. No one was born to be a disciple. How was the difference between this before and now?

Seeing this, Tang Feng explained: "These two people should have followed this monk after he did something for the boss. They used to be ordinary people, but they received professional training and were very good at fighting. Now, following this monk, on the one hand, they are a minion and do some errands, and on the other hand, they also learn something. However, at this age, this monk cannot give all his teachings, just teach some irrelevant surfaces."

Lin Mengjia nodded and was about to ask something again, she suddenly heard a loud shout from downstairs. When she heard it carefully, she was cheering for help.

She looked over and realized that the game had reached a critical moment. The Black Shark had completely gained the upper hand. She scored another point and could win.

A hint of surprise appeared on her face and said, "Is it Zixuan's move?"

But then, I felt something was wrong again.

If Zixuan really did something, the old man could not just sit there so peacefully. He knew Zixuan's ability and sent an ordinary person over there, and he could not help Zixuan at all.

As expected, Tang Feng shook his head and said, "No, he won by his own ability."

The result of the competition came out, and for a moment, in the audience, some were happy and some were worried, some were cheering loudly, and some were a little depressed.

Those who come to watch this game are not all rich people. There are also many people sitting downstairs who want to try their luck with money. They bet thousands or tens of thousands for happiness. Although they are happy to win, they will not hurt their worries if they lose, but they will still feel a little depressed.

Lin Mengjia also showed a look of joy on her face.

In this game, the dealer bets for one million, and the transaction fee is 100,000, which is only 900,000. The odds to one are almost in a blink of an eye, and one million becomes one.8 million.

Lin Mengjia showed a slightly emotional expression and said, "Eight hundred thousand, in the early days of my business, it was already a considerable amount. It took a lot of effort to make it. But in this game, I won so much money. It was really tempting. It was no wonder that some people would be addicted to it."

"Everyone wants to win, but often nine out of ten bets will lose. The more you are addicted, the more you lose. Throughout history, countless people have lost their money or even lost their families in this word "gambling", which is really harmful."

Tang Feng shook his head gently, and a hint of emotion appeared on his face.

The circle he lived in since childhood was different from Lin Mengjia.

For Lin Mengjia, those rich and powerful people, even if they lose millions or tens of millions, will not shake their foundation and will not have much impact on their lives.

Tang Feng was different. He had seen the lives of ordinary people and had seen people around him with his own eyes. He had lost all his family fortune and finally divorced his wife and children because of gambling. He was also quite sad in his heart.

"A little gambling is good for the gods, and a big gambling is harmful to the body. We just play occasionally and will never indulge in this."

Lin Mengjia smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes were flowing, and she looked particularly charming under the lights.

Tang Feng looked at her and smiled, "Looking at how you look now, I'm so happy that I can't help but be happy. I'm still looking forward to winning the next game soon. There is no point in not wanting to be addicted to it."

Lin Mengjia waved her little pink fist and smiled and gently hit Tang Feng, without refuting.

At this moment, everyone, whether upstairs or downstairs, is looking forward to the upcoming second game.

As the Demon King and the Dark Night Soul came on stage, the host introduced the two respectively, and the atmosphere became more and more intense.

Those who have won just now expect good luck and win another game, while those who have lost hope are to turn around and win back the money they have lost on the field.

Lin Mengjia was obviously the former. She looked at the two contestants with a smile and said, "Look at that Dark Night Soul, he has surpassed the Demon King in both body and height. This game will definitely win again."

While speaking, she looked towards Tang Feng with a smile, but she saw that Tang Feng's eyebrows were slightly frowning.

Lin Mengjia hurriedly said, "What, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!