This kid is not a gentle scholar... He is clearly a gentle scum!

why? ?

Bian Guanshi's heart turned cold.

And the only possible chance for him to win this round was that Pei Huai had never played foosball before.

He still played checkers when he was four years old, but for football, or table football, all his experience came from watching a game with Su Ji and Pei Xi some time ago.

He grew too fast when he was a child, and usually even if he was interested in exercising, he would be dragged to the basketball court.

Bian Guanshi thought that under such circumstances, he might be able to take advantage of being proficient in the rules.

As a result, within ten seconds of the start of the first game, when Pei Huai shot a fierce ball into the goal, the rotation speed was so fast that it almost set the net on fire——

Bian Guanshi almost couldn't hold back, he wanted to applaud the opponent's extremely passionate goal!

Foosball can even spin the ball, open your eyes, old irons!

Every time a goal is scored, the side that scored the goal serves.

But this kind of weak compensation is of no use to Bian Guanshi's situation.

Pei Huai passed the ball between his slender and beautiful left and right hands like a work of art, with focused eyes, and the equally developed left and right brains cooperated extremely tacitly without any flaws.

Although foosball needs wrist strength, Pei Huai doesn't seem to need it.

The handle can be rotated freely in the palm of the hand, and the movement of the man holding the pole is relaxed and natural.

Not only is the offense extremely fierce, but the defense is also impeccable.

Grabbing the ball from the opponent's feet, rolling, and pumping to block the ball, none of the actions are superfluous.

...

...

Without any suspense, Pei Huai quickly won two rounds, and they all scored 5:0.

Bian Guanshi didn't score any goals except for a ball in the middle that went into Pei Huai's goal in a panic.

It is said that a competition like foosball can end in ten minutes if it goes well, but in the end, Pei Huai only took less than five minutes!

Bian Guanshi narrowed his eyes into a thin slit, glanced at his little disciple who had been watching the battle, and gradually thought of "silencing his mouth".

For some reason, the little disciple broke out in a cold sweat.

Pei Huai's victory in foosball wasn't just as simple as winning the game.

This is the second round of today's entire competition, so he won two rounds.

He has won.

Shen Mu pretended to be low-key and reminded Bian Guanshi to breathe through his nostrils angrily.

"All right, all right, I'll definitely sell you things, just put your heart to your stomach, but..." He suddenly changed the subject, and Pei Huai looked at him.

Just when everyone thought that the old man was going to do something wrong again, he said to Pei Huai like an old urchin, "You play with me one more game, even if I win this game, it won't affect the result!"

Pei Huai bent his lips knowingly.

This is playing hidden.

He glanced at the time, the small game didn't take long, and it's okay to play with Lord Bailong again.

Besides, the things are still in Lord Bailong's hands, try to follow him as much as possible, and there will be less trouble in the later stage.

"Yes," Pei Huai slightly raised his eyebrows, "As for what to play, it's still up to Mr. Bian to decide."

Bian Guanshi still has to fight for his breath if he doesn't steam the steamed buns. It doesn't matter whether the things are sold or not, but he must win once!

After seeing the kid's physical fitness, games related to strength will definitely not be played.

And he didn't want to choose another game like checkers, which was the kid's strength.

So he decided again, next to play... King Pesticide!

Pei Huai still used those two words, "Yes."

Bian Guanshi watched Pei Huaixin download this game into his mobile phone with his own eyes, and thought that there must be no mistakes. For this reason, he even took out the pair of presbyopic glasses that were far less fashionable than the small round sunglasses.

Then, in that round, five kills.

But Pei Huaiwu killed him!

He watched his girlfriend play.

Bian Guanshi wanted to win respect for himself, but the more he pulled him, the more he slapped him in the face.

Later, I became anxious and said that I would drive to a suburban venue 50 kilometers away to play golf.

Pei Huai said again, "Yes."

As soon as Bian Guanshi heard these two words now, he knew that this project hit that kid again!

Is there any game in the world that he can't play?

Is he the president of the group?

Have you worked hard on the company's construction?

Pei Huai glanced at the time displayed on his watch, "If the battle is resolved quickly, you should be able to play another five to seven games with Mr. Bian."

Bian Guanshi, "..."

He seemed to be coaxing the old man to play.

"Forget it, forget it," Bian Guanshi waved his hand speechlessly, then glanced at Pei Huai and his party, "Follow me to get things."

He walked ahead and led Pei Huai and the others into another secret room through the secret door hidden in the wall.

There are not only secret compartments in the wall here, but also secret doors, and there are traps everywhere.

After entering, the inside is a space with the same height as the outhouse, but the width is much narrower.

What catches the eye is the treasure grid that has been turned into the wall by a mechanism.

Looking at it in this small space, it is even more spectacular.

Moreover, the light inside is dim, and the treasures that naturally glow are becoming more and more dazzling.

The little disciple climbed up the ladder, and according to the coordinates indicated by the patriarch, took two treasures in transparent crystal boxes from two grids with extremely different positions.

He was very careful when he held it.

If this happens, it will not only be as simple as being able to pay or not, but it may even... be printed with some kind of curse!

The treasures in the hands of their patriarchs are all evil...

When the treasure was handed to his eyes, Shen Mu's eyes straightened a little.

One of them is oval-shaped scales, the scales are extremely thick, and there are circles, layers, and dense lines on it. If the annual rings of a tree represent the age of the tree, then the rings on the scales are also another. An ancient symbol.

The scales seem to be alive, and the inside is visible to the naked eye. There are criss-crossing channels, like blood vessels, and the blood that is still flowing glows plasma red in the dark environment, which is simply strange and mysterious.

As for the other thing, it doesn't shine by itself, so the little disciple shines the light of the flashlight on it for the masters to inspect.

That thing had a strong taste, which made Shen Mu's body get goosebumps when he saw it.

It was white and soft, whiter than the flesh color, it could be said to be dead white, with lumpy bumps on it, like... the crown of a poultry.

It may seem unremarkable, but you will know its mystery when you smell it carefully.

This thing has a history of 500 years. It was obviously taken from a living creature, but without any anti-corrosion measures, it can last for 500 years, even... it is the same as when it was just separated from the main body. exactly the same...

Bian Tong nodded towards Pei Huai, confirming that it was the Dragon Scale Blood and the White Feather Crown.

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