Tiandao betting shop

Chapter 49 The dead friend is not dead

Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't blame He Yu, he just yelled out heartbroken: "Boss, such a glass of wine is worth a lot of spirit stones, you just wasted it like this!"

He Yu didn't speak, just took the dark beer that he didn't finish, poured a glass, and handed it to Ye Xuan.

"Try it!" He Yu made a gesture of invitation.

"Uh..." Ye Xuan glanced at the cup with some disgust. There should be boss He's saliva in it, right?

But out of face, Ye Xuan didn't say anything, he picked up the cup with some hesitation, took a sip and put it down quickly.

"Hehe, this dark beer..." Ye Xuangang was about to make some pretentious comments when his face suddenly changed.

He frowned, and the expression on his face began to change rapidly.

Ten seconds later.

Ye Xuan raised his neck and poured all the remaining dark beer down his throat, not even letting go of the last drop.

"Huh!" Ye Xuan let out a long breath and sat there without saying a word.

At this time, Xiao Lan who happened to pass by here saw this scene, and couldn't help asking casually: "Brother Ye, how does it taste? Is this dark beer comparable to Ice Soul Wine?"

"Very bitter, not good!" Ye Xuan said lightly.

He Yu was startled, and looked at Ye Xuan suspiciously. Ye Xuan's expression just now didn't look like what he said.

Xiao Lan said "oh" and was about to leave, but Ye Xuan suddenly pulled him back, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, I just received a message from the family that the Ice Soul Wine Clan has prepared a lot, but I bought it." If there are too many, why don’t I sell you some at a lower price?”

"There is such a good thing?" Xiao Lan was overjoyed, "How much do you plan to sell?"

"Hmm... 10 altars." Ye Xuan pretended to think about it and said.

The corner of He Yu's mouth twitched, didn't you only buy 10 altars in total?

Xiao Lan didn't doubt that he was there, so he took out the spirit stone without hesitation, but said hesitantly: "It seems that the money I brought today is not enough. After throwing away the spirit stones needed for the lottery, there are only 180 yuan left..."

"It doesn't matter!" Ye Xuan quickly put away the spirit stones, and said with a smile, "What a friendship we have between you and me. It doesn't matter if I suffer a little loss for my brother. The difference of 20 spirit stones is fine."

"Then thank you Brother Ye, I, Xiao Lan, will remember this kindness!"

Seeing Xiao Lan happily put away the 10 altars of Ice Soul Wine and walk away, Ye Xuan let out a sigh of relief, turned his head and happily took out 3 pieces of spirit stones and put them in front of He Yu, "Quick, boss, that black spirit Hurry up and bring me a bottle!"

"..." He Yu, who had been quietly watching Ye Xuan's performance for a long time, shook his head after holding back for a long time and said, "Ye Xuan, you've learned badly too!"

"The so-called dead friends don't die poor people, this is what you taught me, boss!" Ye Xuan took a sip of dark beer and sighed contentedly: "Compared to this dark beer, that ice wine is simply not for people to drink. If you don’t sell it quickly, can I still keep it for the Chinese New Year?”

"Aren't you afraid that Xiao Lan will end his friendship with you when he finds out?" He Yu suddenly asked with a strange expression.

"Hey, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how would he know?" Ye Xuan said proudly.

"He's standing right behind you now—"

"puff!"

Ye Xuan sprayed out the wine, and He Yu, who had been prepared for a long time, calmly took out a pan and put it on his face.

Ye Xuan wiped his mouth in a panic, and he didn't care about the wasted black beer. He looked back, and sure enough, Xiao Lan was standing behind him, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Brother Xiao, this...you listen to my explanation first..."

"Go to hell!"

"Oh, don't slap your face, don't slap your face..."

Five minutes later, Xiao Lan was holding a bottle of dark beer with a look of intoxication, "How can there be such fine wine in this world!"

Ye Xuan, who was next to him with a bruised nose and a swollen face, put away the 10 jars of Ice Soul Wine, and said depressedly, "It's just that the Ice Soul Wine in my hand is a bit difficult to handle."

"How could it be?" Xiao Lan glanced meaningfully at Zhao Heilong, Liu Shazhu and others who were drawing a lottery in the distance, "There are a lot of people who want this spicy chicken ice wine!"

Ye Xuan followed Xiao Lan's gaze, and instantly understood. For a moment, both of them showed tacit smiles at the same time, "Hey hey!"

"Brother Liu, take a step to speak..."

"Master Zhao, let's chat?"

Seeing the two walking shoulder to shoulder towards the chosen target, He Yu couldn't help but shudder. He had a premonition that there would be a bloody storm in the store soon!
……

It was dusk, and at the door of the betting shop, a large group of people stood with serious faces.

"Who started this matter first?" Gao Fushuai asked in a solemn tone.

"It's none of my business. It was Lin Ren who came to me first, saying that he suddenly didn't want this ice wine very much... Uh, Master Gao, your nosebleed is coming out again!" Tao Siyuan coughed and said.

"..." Gao Fushuai applied the cold dark beer in his hand to cool the bruise, grinned, and looked at Lin Ren at the same time.

"I'm also a victim!" Lin Ren immediately shouted, "It was Liu who killed the pig, yes, he found me..."

"That's also because brother Xiao Lan cheated me first, don't talk about it, my ass is still hurting!" Liu Shazhu also called Qu.

"Don't look for me, ask Ye Xuan if you want to ask, he is the instigator..." Xiao Lan also quickly shirked responsibility.

Seeing a large group of people making noise, a white old man with disheveled hair and swollen panda eyes shouted, "Enough!"

Although the old man Bai was beaten up badly in the store just now, it was because he didn't use his real cultivation, and he was afraid that the store would be demolished. After all, Boss He was watching from the side... As soon as he spoke, everyone immediately They all shut up.

"The matter has come to this point, and it is meaningless to pursue who is right and who is wrong." The old man looked at the little black beer left in his hand, took another sip carefully, and said leisurely: "The key now is , what should we do with the ice wine that everyone hoards?"

"That's right!" Zhao Heilong said very sadly: "This time, I was tricked by the boss. After drinking this black beer, there is no difference between ice wine and horse urine, but the old man was ranked first because he went early. One, but bought as many as 50 altars in one go!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Zhao Heilong with sympathy.

Sure enough, too dark a heart is not a good thing!
"In my opinion, there is only one solution for the present plan!" Yan Lei raised his head and said after pondering for a long time.

"Brother Yan is saying..." Liao Ji obviously thought of something, his eyes flickered, "Swords and swords are the same?"

Seeing that the two had a countermeasure, the others quickly gathered around, immediately led by Yan Lei, and Liao Ji added, the two confessed "so and so" and "such and such", and everyone nodded again and again, all in great spirits. vibration.

"Hey, what a way!"

"Then it's decided..."

"Tomorrow morning, outside Wanghai Tower, see you soon!"

(End of this chapter)