Dawn of the Super Seminary

"Hehehe, thanks to Brother Lun, I saved a move in advance! You can't afford it, Tatsuko, right? Look, I'm right 10! I'll win!"

After throwing out the last two cards, Ge Xiaolun raised his eyebrows at Mu Xingchen provocatively!

Put on a look like "Don't envy me, I'm just a legend"!

"Nah, I actually lost, slot! If I had known better, I wouldn't have split the cards."

Mu Xingchen reluctantly threw the last Q in his hand on the table.

His face was filled with regret.

"Hahaha, you kid is going crazy! Do you lose now? Hehehehe."

Seeing Mu Xingchen's dejected face, Zhao Xin couldn't help but "add insult to injury".

"That's it! Today, Mr. Xin and I will give you a free lesson! Let you know what it means to be crazy when it rains and when people are crazy! Haha."

Ge Xiaolun also mocked Mu Xingchen unceremoniously.

Who makes them the winners?

How can it be done without playing?

"Hey, how many games have you two won? Are you still making fun of me?! Come again! I will definitely win this one!"

Mu Xingchen felt unhappy when he heard the two grandsons talking more enthusiastically than the other.

He rubbed his hands vigorously and said that he would have a "big fight".

"Come here! I'm afraid of you! Xiao Lun, it's your turn to shuffle the cards. I shuffled the last one."

Seeing that the boy was full of fighting spirit, Xin Zhao was not to be outdone.

I pinched my wrist and prepared for a new round of "war".

"Okay, I'll wash it, I'll wash it."

Ge Xiaolun was not pretentious. After speaking, he went to clear away the pile of playing cards on the table.

Mu and Zhao, who were waiting for the cards, couldn't stop talking and started arguing and getting angry again.

"Huh? How about we play a bigger game this time? Let's make some bets or something, what do you think?"

At this time, Mu Xingchen put forward his idea.

"Bet? What to bet on? Money?"

Xin Zhao scratched his hair and glanced at Mu Xingchen doubtfully.

"Betting hurts feelings. Besides, this is a military camp! As soldiers, how can we gather together to gamble? Let me tell you, let's bet on slaps! Whoever loses will be slapped!"

Needless to say, Mu Xingchen made a bad move.

Moreover, it is a damaging move to "die together" with the enemy!

Obviously he wants to play big!

"Fuck you, Tatsuko! Gambling on a hand hurts feelings more than gambling on money! Do you think anyone can be as thick-skinned as Xiao Lun? No gambling!"

After hearing that Mu Xingchen wanted to slap him, Zhao Xin quit.

He also took the opportunity to insult Ge Xiaolun.

"Oh no, Master Xin, what do you mean? Who do you think is thick-skinned? Brother Lun, I am very thin-skinned, okay?"

Ge Xiaolun, who was shuffling the cards, was lying innocently and immediately fought back!

"Bo Nima! If you are thin-skinned, then there will be no thick-skinned people in the world!"

Zhao Xin did not spoil Ge Xiaolun and scolded him.

"Okay, okay, let's not gamble. Whoever loses will lose his head! Five for each person!"

It seems that Mu Xingchen is determined to "die together" with Ge Xiaolun and the others.

He actually persists in clinging to this "self-inflicted" damage!

"Five per person? No, no, no, Xiao Lun's hands are so strong, it will definitely hurt when he bounces! This is unfair to Mr. Xin!"

Seeing that Mu Xingchen said he wanted to bet on someone's brain, Xin Zhao subconsciously glanced at the strong and strong Ge Xiaolun.

Then he shook his head decisively.

Who told him not to be as strong as Ge Xiaolun?

His hands are not as big as others.

Bi Tan's head is broken and he must be the one who suffers!

You must not do this!

"Hey! You're fucking targeting me, right? Why do you think I'm so strong? Do you think your hands are weak?!"

Ge Xiaolun was unhappy after being told this twice by Xin Zhao.

He slammed the shuffled cards onto the table.

And stared at Xin Zhao with that malicious look.

"That's for sure! Who in the whole army doesn't know that Master Xin and I train legs and feet? I don't even have a weapon in my hand, so I must be less energetic than someone like you who plays with a big sword!"

After saying that, Xin Zhao spread his hands to "show" Ge Xiaolun.

He said that someone like him, who has no skills in his hands, has really "tender" hands!

It's different from those calloused hands that carry big swords and slash people all day long.

"In this case, Xiao Lun will play three, and Master Xin and I will play five. Is this fair?"

Mu Xingchen said with a wicked smile.

Obviously he wants to bully Ge Xiaolun!

"Fair enough! Why do you play five and I play three? No! It's either the same number or I won't play anymore!"

Regarding Mu Xingchen's suggestion, Ge Xiaolun decisively scolded him back!

He wouldn't let those two hurt his friends with his words.

You cannot lose the war of words!

"You're so powerful, why do you want to play the same thing as us? If I don't let you play two, you have to give up one! Anyway, you can't play five!"

Xin Zhao was very upset when he heard that Ge Xiaolun threatened them with "no more fun" at every turn.

But in order to continue playing, he had to make some concessions.

"Let's do it this way. If Xiao Lun loses, he will be responsible for making some gadgets, armor, weapons, etc. for the winner. If I lose, you go to my dormitory and take whatever you like!"

Perhaps seeing that Ge Xiaolun was not willing to bet on his brain failure, Mu Xingchen had no choice but to change his bet.

It just so happened that Ge Xiaolun had changed into a suit of armor for himself in the past few days.

It made him very greedy.

Although Ge Xiaolun's "Xiong Xin" has the ability to create things, Mu Xingchen also knows that dark alloy armor is not easy to make.

Especially the high-quality ones are even harder to make.

So he was too embarrassed to mention to Ge Xiaolun that he wanted to change his armor.

He didn't want to owe that boy a favor just because of such a "little thing".

But if you can win yourself a new set of armor through gambling.

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

You don’t have to owe that guy a favor and you can get new equipment!

He couldn't miss this opportunity to get the best of both worlds!

"That's okay. Mr. Xin happens to have a few luxury watches worth several thousand in his hand. If I lose, I'll give you the watches."

Seeing that Mu Xingchen wanted to exchange the bet for something valuable, Zhao Xin also expressed his support.

The main reason is that he feels that gambling on something that can be used in life is better than a slap in the face and a blow to the brain.

And this is not gambling, it is not gambling, and it does not violate discipline.

Of course he does.

"I have ambition, and I can make things for you if I lose. Mr. Xin has a famous watch, which can be considered a luxury item, but what do you have in your dormitory? What can you, a three-nothing person, have that I can like? You Those old clothes? Or should you and Qilin use the leftover Durex?"

At the end of the sentence, Ge Xiaolun even cast a "contemptuous" look at Mu Xingchen.

That behavior perfectly explained what it means to deserve a beating! !

"Fuck you! Can your grandson speak some human language?! If you let me hear you say those dirty words again, I will tear your mouth to pieces!!"

As expected, Mu Xingchen was angered by Ge Xiaolun's words.