Chapter 1338: What Does It Mean?

s, there were at least a thousand people here, and most of them were young men.This left Ye Fan very puzzled. Why had so many young people suddenly appeared in the Painting and Calligraphy Association...After Yan Wuque's voice disappeared, Ye Fan couldn't help but look at the dice cup. He had been so focused on protecting Liu Qin just now that he hadn't really seen how Yan Wuque had made his move.

And when Ye Fan looked at the table now, with Ye Fan's composure and indifference to glory, when he saw the dice clearly, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Yan Wu Que this bastard, he actually did such a great job

Just inside the open dice cup on the table, three dice were stacked like Arhats, one on top of the other, and the number showing on top was a one.

In other words, Yan Wuque's points opened this time, adding up to three, his a score was only one.

This is also the reason why Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh. He originally thought that Yan Wuque would at most open a score of 1-1-2-4, which was already the smallest possible score, but it really surprised Ye Fan. Yan Wuque was actually insane and opened such a strange score.

He must have put a lot of thought and effort into coming up with such a brilliant strategy. Yan Wuque is undoubtedly a talented individual, no wonder he used sound wave attacks as a lead-up. It's not easy to come up with such a clever tactic at all.

But, that's exactly what surprised me about him as his trump card.

The Ninth Column's members erupted in cheers once more upon seeing the score on the table, their frenzied shouting reaching new heights.

But the green snake had learned from her previous experience. This time, she was smarter. She first addressed Tie Xiong and said, "Tie Vice Captain, will there be any more feudal conventions this time"

If we add something like "maximum kill" or "minimum kill," then there's no point in playing with this dice anymore.

Iron Bear simply shook his head, saying nothing. Qing Snake saw his expression and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in her heart.

Tie Xiong was always concise. His actions effectively told Qing She that this time there would be no more gambling agreements. The captain was sure to win this time.

Iron Bear coldly stared at Ye Fan. This time, he dared to bet that the surname Ye would definitely lose. This was the team captain's trump card, and no one could be smaller than a point.

Neither the Green Snake nor the Iron Bear asked Ye Fan to give up this time. They just wanted to see how Ye Fan would embarrass himself.

Looking at them with that self-assured gaze, Ye Fan just chuckled and turned to look at Liu Qin, only to be met with a pair of worried eyes.

"Ye Shao, how about this, if you give up, just drink half a bottle. We're all so familiar with each other, I definitely won't make things difficult for you."

Yan Wuque saw that Ye Fan had been motionless for a long time, and thought Ye Fan was afraid of him. Seizing the opportunity, he returned the words he gave Ye Fan verbatim.

"Yan Shao is truly generous, but I have a habit. When I drink, I never like to leave half a glass."

After he finished speaking, Ye Fan reached out his hand toward the dice cup next to Liu Qin and pressed down on its lid with one hand.

It takes a coffin to make one weep, this time I'll see how you turn the world upside down.

Ye Wuque's heart was filled with hatred, but his eyes remained cold as he stared at Ye Fan. In his eyes, Ye Fan's actions at this moment were no different from a clown's performance, full of absurdity and ridiculousness. Why did some people insist on doing things they knew were impossible

Only Ye Fan's hand pressed on the dice cup, without taking it away for a long time.

Ye Fan's expression was very solemn, as if he was worried about something, and he didn't open his cards for a long time.

Liu Qin bit her lip, looking at Ye Fan with worry etched on her face. Her heart clenched again, and her eyes were fixed on the dice cup he held in his hand.

Yan Wuque couldn't stop the sneer from the corner of his mouth. At this point, no matter how hard you press, a miracle is impossible. In his eyes, Ye Fan was nothing but empty boasting.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched. From Ye Fan's body, a faint but powerful aura suddenly spread outwards, but this aura was extremely concealed. If you didn't pay close attention, you wouldn't notice it at all.

Yan Wujue looked at Ye Fan with some confusion. What just happened Was it his imagination He frowned involuntarily, and suddenly, his expression changed drastically because he saw the hand Ye Fan used to hold the dice cup, which was constantly emitting the same strong, turbulent energy from before.

His intuition told him that something was terribly wrong. Ye Fan must be up to something. Although he didn't know what Ye Fan was doing, a sense of unease gnawed at him. He knew he had to stop him.

But just as he was about to make a move, the powerful aura emanating from Ye Fan and his hand suddenly vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace, as if it had never existed at all.

What is going on Yan Wuque was astonished, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan.

Ye Fan also seemed to have sensed Yan Wuque's movements, but at this time he smiled slightly at her and said, "Yan Shao, I think you're already a little drunk. Why don't we call it a draw"

Ye Fan laughed wickedly and cunningly, which made Yan Wuque very uncomfortable.

"Daydream, unless you admit defeat yourself, it's over quickly," Yan Wuque glared fiercely at Ye Fan.

He already had the upper hand, how could he possibly let Ye Fan lead him by the nose

It seems Young Master Yan is very confident in himself. How about this, let's raise the stakes again, one more bottle

Ye Fan looked at Yan Wuque with a half-smile.

This is exactly the purpose of his deliberate playing hard to get. He understands Yan Wuxie's psychology perfectly; his arrogant personality will inevitably lead him to suffer many losses.

Yán Wúqiè narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Yè Fàn as if trying to figure out what trick he was playing. He wondered if the man had gone mad.

Three dice, rolling yourself. Is it possible to get a lower sum than your own roll

But why would he propose raising the stakes when he knew he was going to lose

For a moment, Yan Wuque remained silent, deep in thought. His eyes never left Ye Fan, fixated on every flicker of his expression. In his mind, thoughts raced like a whirlwind, trying to decipher Ye Fan's intentions.

Looking at Ye Fan's calm and composed demeanor, Yan Wuque was a little uncertain. His mind was racing, thinking quickly. Ye Fan's actions just now were full of strangeness. Could there be some kind of trap

But I've already made a start, even if he has some kind of plot, could his score be smaller than mine

Or perhaps he was deliberately trying to act mysterious. Yan Wuque stared intently at Ye Fan, as if he wanted to find a clue from his eyes, but unfortunately, Ye Fan remained calm and composed, and Yan Wuque couldn't see anything in his eyes., Ye Fan's heart trembled. Although it was extremely faint, if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to smell it at all. And someone like him who could smell it just by smelling it was very r...