Urban Supreme System

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Everyone present was stunned. They didn't expect Yang Ning to spray each other with Kong Benzhen. They even scolded the old guy who had lived for more than 70 years.

"How come this sounds familiar?" Wen Wenhao looked stunned.

Zhou Hui on the side also couldn't help but smiled: "It seems that Kong Ming scolded Wang Lang in the book."

"Talent!" Wen Wenhao's eyes lit up and he almost couldn't help laughing.

Hong Liangqing, Li Jinhua, Cheng Weiyong, and Director Zhong on the jury's stage all looked weird, and the muscles in the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, seeming to be suppressed.

However, there is nothing to be ashamed of. He laughed out loud. He thought Kong Benzhen was very pitiful. You said that you should just cut the stone. Why do you want to owe your mouth regardless of your good mouth? This is good. This dog is bloody, which is too shameful.

Seeing Kong Benzhen's crumbling look, Xie Yan and Chen Rong ran to help comfort.

"Scary boy, don't be so lacking in morality, Master Kong is good or bad..."

Before Xie Yan finished scolding, Yang Ning said coldly, "You also want to fight with me?"

Xie Yan's face was green, he didn't want to be disgraceful, and finally knew why Chen Rong said that this kid's mouth was so bad. Listen, in just a few words, I almost scolded Kong Benzhen for vomiting blood. Sure enough, it was a dry feng shui technique. The killing power of this mouth burst into the table.

"I know some of this guy's past life, or should I tell you, what if there is inspiration?" Lu Guoxun smirked and made up for the knife.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Xie Yan's cold hair all exploded.

"Okay, a few, don't say Wendou, we can't even control the fighting. But now it's a gamble, why not take a step back and get this done first?" Director Zhong seemed to use a negotiated tone, but who I could hear a little threat in the words.

"Director Zhong is at ease, we know what to do." Lu Guoxun naturally understood the principle of closing when he sees it well: "In fact, we have always been very disciplined, but there are always some clowns who don't know where to go.

Chen Rong and Xie Yan dared not to speak up, and stared at Lu Guoxun with hatred before saying: "Director Zhong, please rest assured, this kind of thing will never happen again."

"I hope so." Director Zhong said coldly, and then told the stone-cutting master aside: "Go and cut the two stones."

Chen Rong, Xie Yan and others pacified Kong Benzhen while squinting with Yang Ning.

Of course, neither side broke out again.

As for the others, they almost stared at the two rough stones that were being cut apart. It didn't take long for an exclaimed voice to appear on one side: "The cut is up, it's ice!"

Ice species?

The people present were all excited, and Chen Rong and Xie Yan smiled at each other. The original stone that was cut up was the one selected by Kong Benzhen.

"Okay! Okay! Boy, I see what you are fighting with me!" Kong Benzhen nearly gritted his teeth.

"It seems that this time the winner is defeated, unless the little **** stick also cuts out the ice species, otherwise it will definitely lose."

"Which kind of ice can be so easy to cut out? Master Kong said earlier that the rough stone chosen by the kid is very general. It is possible to produce green, but the quality will not be high."

"Even if the texture is high, if you can't cut the ice level, you still lose, it is simply not comparable."

"I think Master Kong is powerful. After all, people have their abilities and experience, and they are geologists who specialize in this field. How can they look away?"

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The originally determined Lu Guoxun became a little hesitant. He glanced at Yang Ning and found that the other person looked as usual, not nervous at all, which gradually calmed his chaotic heart.

"Wait!" Yang Ning suddenly shouted to the master of stone cutting.

"Why? Are you going to admit defeat?" Chen Rong sneered: "It's still self-aware."

"Boy, why did you stop? Suddenly you don't intend to admit defeat?" Cheng Weiyong put the tea cup down with a smile.

In this round, Yang Ning's win is very low. In his experience, it will never exceed 10%. The ice species are not so easy to cut out. Often, one hundred pieces are not always cut out.

"Almost forgot, since it's a bet, must there be a bet?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Ning said such a sentence.

"Almost neglected this matter." Hong Liangqing nodded: "We are just the judges, how to bet, how much bet, you can discuss it, we are a witness."

"Twenty million, see what is hidden in your original stone." Chen Rong sneered.

"Twenty million people want to see it. Are you overestimating yourself?" Yang Ning sneered. "Or, you can only give 20 million?"

Chen Rong was annoyed, but he didn’t dare to quarrel with Yang Ning in the public: "30 million!"

After glancing at Lu Guoxun and seeing the other person nodded secretly, Yang Ning said with a smile: "I give myself 50 million. If you want to see it, just follow it, otherwise you will avoid talking."

Lu Guoxun stunned, I let you talk with 30 million, not let you be 20 million older, your kid should not be crazy?

Fifty million?

I didn't understand anything hidden in this stone, but what people put on the bright side was the ice seed. Is this the rhythm of spitting out all the food that has just been eaten into the mouth?

Chen Rong looked ugly. He and Xie Yan glanced at each other, and they all saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.

"Gamble with him!" Kong Benzhen said angrily: "His stone can cut out the ice species is the hell!"

Yeah! What are you afraid of?

Now that the winning face is 90%, what is the joke?

Chen Rong, Xie Yan and others glanced at each other, then nodded and said: "50 million is 50 million, cut it!"

How does this seem to be betting on stud?

Many of the onlookers showed strange colors, and Zhou Xuebin thought viciously: Is this kid stupid? How much money can you give me, are you so bad? Fuck, to lose 50 million intentionally to be handsome, is your brain sick?

There are many questions like this. Unless you have absolute trust in Yang Ning, you will either hesitate at this moment, or stand together in Kong Benzhen's camp. After all, people cut out the ice species, and from the winning side, they really have the advantage.

"Don't give money to your door." Chen Rong said with a smile: "Master, cut it."

"Wait." Yang Ning shouted again.

"What's the matter?" Chen Rong was impatient. "What the **** do you want?"

Not to mention Chen Rong, even everyone else felt that Yang Ning was deliberately delaying time.

"I'm still young." Many people sneered in their hearts, waiting to see Yang Ning's joke.

"I just said, since it is a bet, should there be a bet?" Yang Ning seemed calm.

"Stakes?" Chen Rong was stunned, then immediately annoyed: "Don't you just say 50 million bets?"

"That's just our match betting, can't it be counted as a bet of three sets and two wins." Yang Ning shook his head: "You can treat the just 50 million match bet as a private bet on the field."

Chen Rong's mouth twitched, and even Lu Guoxun was shocked. Now the gambling is getting bigger and bigger, which has exceeded his bottom line.

"Under your consultation, it's too late to admit it now." Yang Ning's disdainful appearance made Chen Rong's group almost fight the bench.

"Uncle Lu, wouldn't you blame me for advocating?" Yang Ning walked to the corner with Lu Guoxun, carrying a group of Chen Rong and whispering.