Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

At this time, on a small seaside island somewhere in the South China Sea, somewhere in a relatively prosperous city, a group of people gathered together, staring attentively at the person shaking the dice cup in the center.

The person shaking the dice cup gracefully in his hand is one of the protagonists of today's gambling hall. This person calls himself "The Lover" and suddenly appears on this island.

As soon as the lover came, he quickly became a popular figure in the gambling game. Not only was this man unique in his knowledge and eloquence, but he also had superb gambling skills. From the time he appeared in various gambling halls on the island, there was no one like him. He lost the bet.

Originally, it was impossible for you to keep winning in a gambling hall, but this love boy was not an ordinary person. All the major gambling halls used hard and soft methods, but in the end there was nothing they could do about him.

However, Mr. Qing is a very good person. Not only did he not retaliate against the gambling house, he also actively participated in other people's gambling games. With his superb gambling plan, the losers were convinced and the gambling house made a lot of money. A win-win situation.

As the saying goes, eating people is short of mouth, and taking people is short of hands. The major gambling dens benefited from the lover, so they naturally opened the door to convenience for him on the island.

In this way, Qinggongzi naturally became a big celebrity on the entire island.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the lover put down the dice cup and concealed it.

"Come on, guess the bigger one or the smaller one?"

Opposite the young master was a beautiful woman with a cold, graceful appearance. At this time, she frowned because she knew that there was no way she could win.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the lover who was smiling freely across from him, Shaman couldn't help but curse in his heart. She originally just wanted to bet for a few games and then leave, but who would have thought that she would actually run into a love interest who was in the limelight recently?

So far, no one has been able to defeat this Ninth Young Master!

Gong Jiu has not returned to the island for a long time. No matter how much Shaman fears and hates him, it is because of Gong Jiu's love for her that Shaman can have enough money to support her hobby of gambling everywhere.

But now that Gong Jiu is not here, the servants in the house have always only listened to Gong Jiu's orders and have no regard for Shaman's identity. After losing this round, she was completely out of money.

If he still wanted money, he could only write and ask Gong Jiu. However, Shaman was almost instinctively resisting the fact that he would take the initiative to contact Gong Jiu.

You have to think of a way to get through it, or...

"Miss Sharman, it's your turn to guess."

Because Shaman didn't speak out for a long time and was instead immersed in his own world, the lover had no choice but to remind him again.

When his name was called, Shaman, who had lowered his head in contemplation, immediately raised his head and looked at the expression of the person opposite who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

This self-proclaimed love prince is well-dressed and well-dressed, with pointed eyebrows and starry eyes, a smile on his lips, his brows are as affectionate as peach blossoms, and his eyes are full of tears. He is indeed a romantic young man.

"I guess small."

Shaman gritted his teeth and finally said something casually. There is no chance of winning against a lover.

This money can definitely not be saved. Now Shaman just wants to end this bet without any suspense quickly. After returning, he can think of other solutions.

"Okay, let's take a guess, Miss Sharman."

After saying that, the lover slowly opened the dice cup, and everyone moved forward, pushing each other to see clearly the real numbers of the dice inside.

But when the dice cup was actually revealed, everyone was shocked. It turned out to be Xiao!

"how is this possible?"

"The lover lost?!"

"Damn, I bet big!"

"……It is small?"

Even the little Shaman herself found it incredible that she had guessed randomly. She had never even thought about the possibility of her winning.

"Oh, it's the little one."

Although Mr. Qing also said words of surprise, his tone was extremely calm and his attitude did not change at all. He did not look surprised at all.

He lost on purpose!

Seeing the unusually calm attitude of the person opposite, Shaman immediately realized that the lover was deliberately letting her down.

"Well, since Miss Sharman wins, these all belong to this beauty."

After saying that, the lover pushed all the belongings piled on the table and pushed them all in front of Shaman. He spread his hands and smiled to express that he had lost.

"So, I don't have any money to gamble today, so let's go."

The lover stretched his shoulders, shook his folding fan, and disappeared after a few steps, without even giving a single glance to the various hysterical gamblers around him.

"..."

In the center of the chaotic crowd, Shaman looked at the direction where his lover suddenly disappeared without saying a word. He is a top-notch gambler and a master of Qinggong. Why did this person come to the island?

She didn't understand Mr. Qing's deliberate concession and glanced at the mountains of gold, silver and jewelry in front of her. These were the trophies that Mr. Qing had won from other gamblers today.

Looking at the gradually chaotic and crazy crowd around him, Shaman also quickly tidied up, and soon blended into the crowd and disappeared.

Although many people on the island know that Shaman is Gong Jiu's woman, she also has good martial arts skills. But with so many crazy gamblers, who knows what will happen?

"Son of love..."

Sharman chose a less traveled path and thought as he walked.

"This is definitely not the true identity. It is impossible for a single person to find this island."

This island is controlled by Gong Jiu. Shaman has been struggling here for so long and has not been able to get out. It is impossible for outsiders to get to this secret island so easily.

Moreover, Mr. Qing's clothes are very particular, and they are not the clothes that those knights and knights would wear to facilitate movement. This is the strange thing about this person.

How did he manage to travel across the ocean alone while keeping his wealthy attire intact, and still go straight to the gambling house after arriving here? Did it fall from the sky?

Just when Shaman was struggling there, a strong gust of wind hit her face. When she looked up, another strong white light shone out, stinging Shaman so hard that she couldn't open her eyes.

"The sea of ​​love is boundless, the young master is passionate, and the wind and moon leave traces."

A somewhat blurry figure hit by the white light, a familiar voice, and a strange poem. Shaman instinctively raised his hand to block the bright light that hurt his eyes. He couldn't figure out what the other party was doing.

"Miss Shaman, we meet again."

The lover smiled and walked slowly over, waving the folding fan in his hand. The cloak behind him was flying in the wind, and the strong light coming from behind made him look very hazy.

Sharman: ...I can’t understand it, but I was shocked.

"What do you want from me, Master?"

Sha Man had actually expected the love boy's reappearance.

She is a smart woman. The other party's initiative to give in in the bet just now is nothing more than making herself owe a favor first. In this way, no matter what kind of request the lover makes to her later, she, Shaman, in order not to owe a favor, No matter how rude a request is, you will think twice about it.

"Ha, I just like talking to smart people."

The lover folded his fan and then the wind stopped, the light was turned off, and the cloak fell down.