Chapter 1,415 A Big Gamble!

Just as Lord Ma said, the people who come to play in the garden are either rich or noble.

The garden is naturally more magnificent and luxurious, with all kinds of delicious food and wine for free.

A circular gambling table can accommodate fifty people. At this moment, more than thirty people are betting. There is a maid next to each gambler, responsible for serving tea and pouring wine.

An old man stood on the table in the middle, who seemed to be the waiter in charge of this gambling table. However, Lord Ma, as an old gambler in this gambling garden, knew clearly that the old man was not just a gambling table waiter, but the head of this gambling garden, known as Mr. Li.

Seeing Mr. Li personally serving as the gambling table waiter, Lord Ma knew that the gamblers in this gambling game were probably not ordinary.

He looked around and saw that, as expected, the thirty or so gamblers on the gambling table were either elders from small secret realms, stewards from large secret realms, or noble sons from immortal families. Without exception, they were all wealthy people. Among them, there were two people from the Jinwu Secret Realm, one was a steward from the Jinwu Secret Realm, and the other was a noble son of the Jinwu Secret Realm immortal family, the Li family, Li Fengyan.

"Isn't this Ma Dasha from our Jinwu Secret Realm?"

Li Fengyan sat sideways on a chair, holding a charming maid in his arms, tilting his head slightly. When he saw Lord Ma, he said disdainfully: "I say, Ma Dasha, with the little fairy stones on you, you dare to come here to play, can you afford it?"

"Sorry, Mr. Li, we are not here to play today."

The family behind Li Fengyan is one of the nine immortal families in charge of the Jinwu Secret Realm. People like Lord Ma who have no family background and no background are simply not to be provoked. He said: "I am here to accompany my brother."

"Your brother?"

The eyes of the crowd fell on Gu Qingfeng. Seeing that he had no cultivation and good fortune, they all felt very strange. After all, in the Great Wilderness, a place where people can become immortals at birth, it is not easy to see a mortal with flesh and blood.

"It's really rare today. A mere mortal with flesh and blood actually wants to play a few rounds."

"There is no rule here that mortals can't play a few rounds, right?"

Gu Qingfeng was not polite and found an empty seat to sit down.

"Oh?"

The people at the gambling table were not ordinary people. Whether it was experience or vision, they were not comparable to those ordinary gamblers outside. They knew clearly that since Deacon Zhu Guang could bring this mortal, it at least showed that he had the financial resources.

Li Fengyan asked disdainfully: "Who are you?"

At this time, Zhu Guang introduced: "This is a local tyrant son. Just now, he won a huge sum of four million by fighting four points with 80,000 immortal stones outside."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked at first, and then they couldn't help laughing, especially Li Fengyan, who laughed very contemptuously and said: "I thought he was a sacred person, but it turned out to be another nouveau riche, a local tyrant son? Tsk tsk... I have to say, this name is really quite suitable."

"Mr. Fengyan, I don't agree with this. "

One of the old men stared at Gu Qingfeng and said, "Although this young man is ordinary and has no cultivation in his flesh and blood, he looks like an ordinary person. However, the calmness and indifference revealed in his words and deeds is not something that a nouveau riche can possess.

As for the local tyrant, haha, I think it should be just a pseudonym. "

The old man's words were agreed by many people. They also believed that just based on the calmness and indifference revealed by this local tyrant, he was definitely not just a nouveau riche.

"Calm and indifferent? Ha." Li Fengyan said with a smile: "How can this young master not see what calmness there is in him?"

"What calm and indifferent? To be honest, I am a complete nouveau riche. Otherwise, how can I be called a local tyrant."

Gu Qingfeng snapped his fingers and said: "Sister, I heard that you can drink as much wine as you want here, right?"

The maid next to him nodded and asked: "Young master, can I serve you a pot first?"

"One pot is not enough, give me a dozen or twenty jars first."

The maid was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond, because no one had ever come to ask for a dozen or twenty jars, which was too cruel.

Zhu Guang stood up and said, "Sir, although the fine wine here is free, it is only for drinking in the garden and cannot be taken out."

"Did I say that you can take it out?"

"Sir, how about this? I'll give you a pot of wine first. If it's not enough, the maid will serve you a second pot at any time."

"That's too much trouble for them."

"Sir, don't worry, the maids in the garden are here to serve you."

"Okay, then let's do it. Don't stand there. Let's have a pot first."

Looking at this scene, the other gamblers at the gambling table were a little confused.

Just now, Gu Qingfeng's words and deeds did not seem like a nouveau riche, but now seeing that Gu Qingfeng actually wanted more than a dozen jars of fine wine in one breath, he seemed to be a bit of a nouveau riche.

Who would come here and want more than a dozen jars of fine wine?

Has he not drunk fine wine in several lifetimes?

Or is he looking at the free wine and preparing to drink it all at once?

This is too uncultured.

Could it be that he was wrong?

Everyone was puzzled.

"A nouveau riche is a nouveau riche, not presentable." Li Fengyan shook his head and sneered, not even bothering to respond.

The maid brought a pot of fine wine and poured a glass for Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng drank it all in one gulp without saying a word, looking at the gambling table.

The gameplay is no different from the scattered tables outside. It is still playing dice, betting on big or small, odd or even. The only difference may be that the gambling table is a little bigger, the stakes are a little higher, and the gambling cups and dice are not small.

"Please place your bets."

Old Master Li, who was standing in the circular gambling table, raised his hand to signal.

Everyone started to place bets. As expected, they were all rich and noble. They were generous. They either bet 30,000 or 50,000, or 70,000 or 80,000. Li Fengyan was even more generous. He threw 100,000 chips at random.

The horse king next to him has been much more honest since entering the garden. When he was outside, he dared to shout and yell, but he didn't dare to do so here. After all, the masters present were more or less big figures in the bipolar world.

On the other hand, Gu Qingfeng, facing so many big figures, was no different from outside. He still sat casually on the chair, crossed his legs, drank a little wine, without stage fright, nervousness, or fear. What he had was an indescribable leisure.

This made Lord Ma admire him, and he became more and more convinced that Gu Qingfeng must have been a big shot who had seen the world before.

"Before I came, I thought you guys were playing big, but it turns out it's just this little."

Gu Qingfeng's indifferent voice came, and everyone frowned. Li Fengyan said disdainfully: "He's just a nouveau riche, but he's quite arrogant!"

"If he wasn't arrogant, would I dare to call myself a local tyrant?"

Gu Qingfeng put the chips of four million immortal stones in front of him, and directly pushed out a part of the chips, and said with a playful smile: "First, get one million to try it out."

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