Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

"Then I'll bet on Su Wan to win too." Li Chu also placed a card on it.

He knew, of course, that Suwan was bound to lose.

But he wouldn't gamble on Yang Hao or compete with Shen Mingchao for victory.

He never expected that Qi Qiu would taunt him so sarcastically, "Brother, this is a black card. Don't bother taking out your paltry sums."

Extremely provocative.

Li Chu clenched his fist and smiled slyly: "Looks like I didn't hit you hard enough just now. How about we have another round?"

A sudden gust of cold wind swept past his groin, and Qi Qiu involuntarily squeezed his legs together, only managing to utter, "Don't be so smug. I've calculated that you're in for some bloodshed soon."

This is a debuff from a feng shui master.

"Heh, I'll make sure you suffer bloodshed first."

After Li Cu finished speaking, he was about to punch Qi Qiu's nose, but he was stopped halfway.

Shen Mingchao tapped the table: "Please respect the rules. The outcome is not yet decided, and gamblers are not allowed to fight."

The remaining Zhang Haixia and Wang Can tacitly bet on Su Wan, one placing a bag of melon seeds and the other a bag of candy, adhering to the principle of "I don't understand, but I'm participating."

After everyone had placed their bets, Shen Mingchao said to the other two, "Alright, we can begin."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a scream rang out.

Yang Hao slowly withdrew his leg: "Barcelona, ​​Spain? Preparing to skydive? How come I never realized you could talk such nonsense before?"

Su Wan covered his groin in a very undignified manner, slid to his knees on the ground, on the verge of tears, and tremblingly raised a middle finger:

"You actually dared to ambush us here! Yang Hao, you're not a man! I despise you!!!"

Su Wan lost, unsurprisingly.

But in the end, he resorted to a desperate measure, shoving his finger into Yang Hao's mouth and scraping it hard.

Yang Hao cried out in pain.

Although the tongue piercing had healed, it couldn't withstand Su Wan's violent pulling. The stinging sensation continued to spread outwards, like being pricked with needles.

"That's good. 'Good brothers' are all about attacking each other's weaknesses."

Qi Qiu's second taunt, though late, finally arrived.

Then he was punished, his nose was hit hard, and he saw stars.

The one who threw the punch was, of course, Li Cu.

He only made his move after he saw Shen Mingchao go to the bathroom.

Looking at Qi Qiu, who was covering his nose, he smiled sinisterly and said, "Don't be nervous, dizziness is normal."

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

"I just posted a message on my WeChat Moments that said, 'I can punch you for five yuan.'"

"Guess what?"

"I've already received dozens. It seems you, this feng shui master, aren't very popular."

"Not only were the comments section full of 'add one's likes, but someone even commented that they dreamed about your grandfather last night, saying that he missed you a lot and asked me to be a little rougher so that you could go see him in your dreams."

Few people could say such a thing, since very few people have actually met Master Qi.

Qi Qiu sneered, "You really have a lot of free time, don't you?"

Li Cu: "You get beaten up, I make money, why not?"

Qi Qiu's face was gloomy, and he felt dizzy and lightheaded. He hadn't recovered yet, and this was an even greater blow.

Completely dizzy, before collapsing, he blurted out something completely nonsensical: "That punch you threw before was my fault, I admit defeat and won't hold it against you, but this time—"

"You're finished."

At first, Li Chu didn't take it seriously. He thought Qi Qiu had gone crazy and was just talking nonsense.

He's grown up not easily frightened; he's experienced all sorts of bizarre and strange things. Why would he be afraid of Qi Qiu's threats?

Sorry, Li Chu doesn't take pressure.

But his bravado didn't last long. During his confrontation with "Shen Can," his right leg suddenly went limp, and he couldn't dodge the opponent's oncoming fist. The powerful force slammed into his nose, and a familiar warm current surged out instantly.

Not only that, but he would suddenly feel numbness in various parts of his body, leaving him completely defenseless.

Even the slow-witted Li Chu noticed that something was wrong.

"Wait a minute!" he called out to 'Shen Can': "Let's pause for a moment, I have some personal matters to attend to."

"You don't think you can't beat me, so you're thinking of running away at the last minute, do you?" Wang Can looked at him suspiciously.

Li Chu's eyes widened: "What nonsense are you spouting? I'd rather die standing than kneel and beg for mercy!"

After saying that, he wiped the blood from his nose with a tissue and said frankly, "I don't believe you didn't notice something was wrong. Let me take care of it first, and then we'll have a fair fight. Otherwise, with outside interference, even if you win, it won't be a fair victory. That's probably not the outcome you want."

Wang Can pondered, Li Cu was right, he valued a fair duel even more.

"OK."

"We'll call a truce for now. You finish this quickly; I have other things to do later."

What do you want to ask?

Of course, it's time to cook dinner.

Wang Can sighed inwardly.

His cooking skills were never as good as they are now. Ever since he and Zhang Haixia were able to come out of the space, they couldn't stand Shen Mingchao ordering takeout so often.

Yes, this was something that surprised them greatly.

They originally thought that since Shen Mingchao could make all kinds of desserts, cooking and stir-frying were essentially the same thing, so Shen Mingchao's culinary skills should be pretty good too.

They asked that at the time.

As a result, Shen Mingchao, while eating candy, looked up from his book, looked at them, and said, "Yes, I can cook a little."

"But why should I do it? I'm not short of money, I don't like cooking, and it's a waste of time. Besides, the chefs I choose are all top-notch. It's convenient, easy, and delicious, so why not?"

As he spoke, Shen Mingchao looked on with a puzzled expression: "Why are you asking this? You're spirits, you don't need to eat, do you?"

The two were rendered speechless by the rebuttal.

But from that time on, they felt that since they were idle anyway, they might as well practice.

As the saying goes, the way to a person's heart is through their stomach.

As for cooking skills, Wang Can discovered for the first time that Zhang Haixia was inferior to him. The food was burnt, undercooked, and fried... There were so many problems that he laughed at Zhang Haixia for a long time.

Zhang Haixia showed little reaction, responding with a simple statement that she was unfamiliar with modern kitchen utensils.

But Wang Can didn't buy it at all.

He originally had no interest in cooking, but with Zhang Haixia as a negative example, he gained endless motivation.

His culinary skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he has now gained Shen Mingchao's approval.

His thoughts returned, and he looked at Li Chu, adding, "Don't take too long."

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