I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

Chai Xueying gasped, clenched her fists, and looked at the arena excitedly:

"We must win!"

In the viewing gallery!

Li Shimin couldn't help but clench his fists and whispered, "One million and seven hundred thousand strings of cash, one million and seven hundred thousand strings of cash!"

Kong Yingda's breathing became rapid and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Whether our Kong family can change its weak ways and restore the glory of our ancestors depends on this final battle!"

Cheng Yaojin and Madam Cui held each other's hands, their faces full of hope.

"Lose! Lose! Lose! The Kong family must lose! Thirteen million strings of cash! We can't lose it!"

"The Taiyuan Wang family must win! They must win! Whether I, Qinghe Cui Shi, can avoid paying the money depends on this battle!"

......

Pei Xingjian and Xiong Xiansheng didn't say anything. They looked at each other solemnly, took up their stances, and slowly approached.

This could be said to be the final crucial round, and both of them were very cautious, fearing that one mistake would expose their flaws and lead to a miserable defeat!

The two of them kept trying carefully.

Time passes by in the blink of an eye.

Xiong Xiansheng's face and body were covered with sweat, but Pei Xingjian, on the other hand, had a long breath and was full of energy.

Xiong Xiansheng, whose breathing was a little rapid, could not wait any longer.

In the last game, Zhou Peizhao consumed a lot of his physical strength.

Right now, wasting time will only lead to failure.

Xiong Xian suddenly stretched out both hands, grabbed the opponent's shoulders, and stretched out his right foot, trying to hook Pei Xingjian down.

But Pei Xingjian reacted very quickly and preserved a lot of his physical strength.

He dodged this attack easily.

Then, he shook his shoulders, broke free from the other person's restraints, and stretched out his hands to push the other person's chest.

The considerable force caused Xiong Xiansheng to take a step back uncontrollably.

Pei Xingjian seized the opportunity and threw him down with his bare back and legs!

I saw that he was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he bent down and stretched out his hand.

He grabbed the opponent's right leg accurately, arched his back, and lifted it up suddenly.

Xiong Xiansheng lost his balance and fell directly on the ring. He roared and tried to stand up.

But he was pinned down on the stage by Pei Xingjian and could not move.

No matter how hard Xiong Xiansheng struggled, he could not break free from the restraints.

Time passes by in the blink of an eye.

After ten breaths!

The referee raised the flag and shouted excitedly:

"The champion of the Longhua Club wrestling competition, the Kong family, Pei Xingjian!"

Chapter 270: Bring me the deed worth three hundred thousand strings of cash!

On the ring, Pei Xingjian let go of Xiong Xiansheng, who had lost all hope in life.

After all, he is still a teenager.

He jumped excitedly on the ring and cheered!

"I'm the leader!"

"I won!"

......

In the audience, the audience burst into excited cheers and angry shouts.

"Pei Xingjian! The leader!"

"Hahaha, awesome, really awesome!"

"The Kong family is a dark horse. This wrestling match is really exciting!"

"The Taiyuan Wang family is such a loser. The previous champion actually lost to an unknown young man!"

"Wang, pay me. I bet ten strings of cash. Pay me!"

......

Fang Yiyi and Chai Xueying excitedly held each other's hands, their faces flushed with excitement, and golden light shining in their eyes.

"Madam, I won money, I won money!"

"Husband, that's a lot of money!"

In the viewing gallery!

Li Shimin, Fang Xuanling, Duan Lun, Yan Lide and others all had red faces, clenched their fists excitedly, lost their usual composure, and waved them towards the sky.

I was shouting the same words in my heart: "I'm making a lot of money! I'm making a lot of money!"

Cheng Yaojin and his wife Cui looked ashen.

"It's over, it's over, my clan will lose everything..."

"Madam, the Yue family has suffered a big setback this time..."

Cui Ling, the head of the Qinghe Cui family, was breathing rapidly and his face was dark red. He couldn't breathe, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

The servants at the side surrounded Cui Ling in panic.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Master, wake up!"

"Master, please don't get into any trouble!"

Wang Youwen, the eldest grandson of the Taiyuan Wang family, looked pale. He looked at Xiong Xiansheng lying motionless on the ring and murmured:

"This time, it's really embarrassing!"

Cui Qi smiled bitterly and said, "Our three surnames all lost to Fang Yiyi this time!"

Zheng Zhongquan suppressed his joy and said with a painful expression:

"We took the initiative to agree to this, and publicized it, but in the end, we lost miserably! We lost all our face!"

After a pause, Zheng Zhongquan looked at his friend who had the same tragic fate as himself, and couldn't help but remind him:

"Brother Wang, Brother Cui, we have never gained any advantage over Sanlang Fang since we fought him. From now on, it is better not to make enemies with him!"

Cui Qi's eyes flickered. Although he was unwilling, he shook his head painfully and said:

"From now on, avoid..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Youwen, who had a bad temper, roared with bloodshot eyes:

"No, I don't accept it!"

"But I've only lost twice. There will be plenty of opportunities to make up for it in the future!"

"My Taiyuan Wang family has accumulated hundreds of years of experience. I don't believe that we will lose to Fang Yiyi every time!"

"Just once, as long as I can win just once, I will be able to bring ruin to the Fang family!"

Zheng Zhongquan and Cui Qi looked at Wang Youwen like this. They looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, so they stopped trying to dissuade him.

Some people, even after suffering losses or falling flat on their faces, don't learn their lessons. Only when they are left with no place to be buried, may they suddenly realize their mistakes in despair!

at this time.

Fang Yiyi came in front of the three people.

He wore a gentle smile, without the arrogance of having won three games. He chuckled and said:

"I'm sorry, my family didn't win the first prize, but we were lucky enough to win three of you."

"According to the bet, I will choose the deed worth 100,000 strings of cash. Please tell me when it will be delivered to my Duke Wei's mansion."

Zheng Zhongquan pretended to be angry and said through gritted teeth: "I will deliver it within two days!"

Cui Qi pursed his lips, looking embarrassed, and asked, "Fang Sanlang, can we discuss it? Is 50,000 house deeds and 50,000 silver coins feasible?"

Chapter 271 Oiran wrestling, do you dare to participate?

This submissive and sweet-talking attitude made Fang Yiyi feel comfortable.

However, Cui Qi was very arrogant before and was always looking for trouble.

Now that you have lost, you have to speak softly, ask for a way out, and ask him to make concessions.

is it possible?

Fang Yiyi shook his head and said in a deep voice: "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. I only want the house deed worth 100,000 strings of cash!"

Cui Qi suddenly became angry.

Who is he?

As the legitimate son of Cui family of Boling, in the whole Chang'an, even princes and nobles had to give him face when they met him, and some even had to curry favor with him.

Cui Qi spoke softly, but you, Fang Yiyi, are so shameless that you don't even bother to give him the face he deserves?

But just because you win the bet, you think you can control the Cui family of Boling? !

What a joke!

Cui Qi immediately took a step forward, his face darkened, and he glared at Fang Yiyi and said:

"Fang Sanlang, let's talk to you nicely, please don't..."

Before Cui Qi could finish his words, Fang Yiyi interrupted him:

"I'll only call you Brother Cui if you give me face!"

"If I don't give you face, you are just a lucky person who was reborn into the Cui family of Boling!"

"You've been causing trouble for me time and again, and now that you lose you still want me to give in?!"

"If I lose, will you give in?"

The words hit Cui Qi's heart so hard that his expression kept changing, but he couldn't say a word.

Fang Yiyi is right.

If they win, it will be impossible for Fang Yiyi to speak softly and get them to make concessions!

They will even seize the opportunity to humiliate!

Seeing this, Zheng Zhongquan took the opportunity to give Fang Yiyi a look and said in a soothing tone:

"Fang family Sanlang, we are willing to accept the loss. We accept this bet."

"But the property that Brother Cui can offer is less than 100,000 strings of silver. I will give you double the remaining money. This way you can make more profit. What do you think?"

As he said this, Zheng Zhongquan gave Cui Qi a look.

Cui Qi could only grit his teeth and admit: "At least 70,000 strings of silver in real estate. If it's not enough, I will give you double the money!"

Fang Yiyi immediately smiled gently and said, "Since Brother Cui said so, how can I make things difficult for you? It's settled then."

Looking at Fang Yiyi, whose expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book, Cui Qi was so angry, but he could only swallow the bitterness with gritted teeth.

Then, Fang Yiyi looked at Wang Youwen, who had a dark face and wide eyes, as if he wanted to eat him, and asked with a smile:

"Brother Wang, what about you?"

Wang Youwen gritted his teeth and said, "If you lose a game against me, I will offset 50,000 strings of cash. The remaining 50,000 strings of cash will be delivered to you within two days!"

"But, Sanlang of the Fang Family, do you dare to fight me again?"