The moment the judge of the Sword Discussion Club announced the winner, the simple and honest fat man's expression turned mournful.
"You lost, brother."
Bai Qiuran patted his shoulder and said:
"Big man, Tu Rannuo, treat your dick lightly but trust your trust."
The simple and honest fat man's arms trembled slightly. He looked at the fortune teller and asked:
"What did he mean by that?"
"It means to make you keep your promise."
The fortune teller looked him up and down with a pitiful expression.
"Hurry up and give us a show of sausage dipped in peppers."
"That's right."
Bai Qiuran reached out and put his arm around his shoulder.
"Be an honest fat man, my friend."
"He's right."
His friend the fortune teller held back his smile, and said seriously:
"You have to be a person of integrity. Now it is at the venue of the Sword Discourse Conference, where the heroes of the world gather here. Don't lose face and reputation in front of them. If that happens, your firm will have no cards in the future." There's nothing left to say."
"It's useless to run away."
A clear and sweet girl's voice sounded, and the fat man saw a girl in red squeeze out from under Bai Qiuran's arm, and looked at him with a smile.
"How dare you propose to let our family bet on my lifelong happiness with you. If you don't fulfill your promise, then I will help you fulfill it."
She made a threatening gesture and said viciously:
"I guarantee that you will never bet on this again for the rest of your life!"
While the girl was speaking, a terrifying demonic energy and saber intent emanated from her body, oppressing the fat man alone.
The fat junior was covered in cold sweat, he had never felt such a terrifying power.
"It's easy to say, easy to say, I will definitely not deny it."
He hurriedly begged for forgiveness to Li Jinyao, who was hiding a knife in his smile, and then grabbed Bai Qiuran while Jin Fenglai was preaching the doctrine of Tianzun of Establishing the Foundation to everyone in the arena.
"Friend, come here, I have something to tell you."
The fat man pulled Bai Qiuran out of the crowd, but Bai Qiuran didn't resist, and let him pull, and the two came to a bush on the edge of Yuanqing Mountain.
"My friend, we have had no grievances in the past, and we have no grievances in the present. Today, I really have a bad mouth, so I take the initiative to bet with you."
Arriving here, the fat man begged Bai Qiuran in embarrassment:
"You also know that our bet is too what is it? My friend, the mountain is not turning around, you see, can you show me your hand and let me go today. I can use other things to offset the gambling chips , what do you want? Money? Martial arts? Weapons? Or do you want my recommendation?"
After Bai Qiuran listened quietly, she didn't answer him immediately, but asked instead:
"If I lose today, I don't want to fulfill the bet. If I pray to you like this, will you agree?"
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The honest fat man opened his mouth to answer, but Bai Qiuran immediately interrupted him:
"Don't try to deceive me, you should understand that since you have experienced the power of your wife, why don't you think about whether I, who can be her husband, is someone you can bully."
The fat man fell silent.
To be able to come to the Sword Discussion Meeting, he must not be a fool. The fat man knew very well that even if Bai Qiuran was a helpless little boy who was taken care of by that girl swordsman, he would not dare to do anything to him.
Don't look at him now as if he is tens of meters away from the crowd, and the girl in red hasn't followed yet, but the fat man can bet that if he dares to make a move, his head will definitely leave his body first.
He believed that the girl would definitely be able to do it. After all, he had the honor of seeing and feeling the power of one of the god-level priests in the Daxia Kingdom, which was far inferior to that girl.
The fat man has already secretly guessed that Li Jinyao is a child elder in Tianshan Mountain. In fact, he is already old, but he has practiced some kind of evil skills, so he has always maintained the appearance of a young and beautiful girl, while Bai Qiuran is the little boy who was brought up by this old monster , or another, older monster.
In a sense, he guessed right.
The fat man with a simple and honest face thought for a long time on the spot, and then said seriously to Bai Qiuran:
"If a friend can give me the chips to make my heart beat, then I will definitely be willing."
Bai Qiuran looked at him up and down for a while, making the fat man's heart tremble, then he nodded and said:
"Very well, it seems that you are not lying."
The fat man let out a long sigh of relief, the fat on his body suddenly eased, and there was a wave of shaking.
"Okay, I'll let you go this time."
Bai Qiuran looked up and down at this simple and honest fat man, saw that he was fat, wearing a golden brocade jacket with money patterns on his body, and a luxurious fur outside, he saw that he lived a very extravagant life on weekdays.
"Looking at your appearance, are you a businessman?"
"yes."
The simple and honest fat man is a little strange.
"The president of Xiahaisi Chamber of Commerce, Haydron, don't you know? Speaking of which, I don't think I've heard of you and your wife in Jianghu before May I ask who are you?"
"It's just a villager in the mountains, it's not worth mentioning."
Bai Qiuran waved his hand.
"Since you are a businessman, it's easy to say. Have you worshiped the Goddess of Gathering Wealth recently, the state religion promoted by Emperor Daxia?"
"I haven't paid homage to him myself, but quite a few employees in my business firm have bowed down to him in their spare time."
Heideron replied.
"Then what about becoming a celestial girl, giving birth to the queen, breast-enhancing Bodhisattva, and establishing the foundation?"
"My stupid son has worshiped the goddess of marriage I have never done so."
Haidelong looked at Bai Qiuran, and vaguely guessed his identity in his heart.
"After all, I am a businessman, and I believe that wealth can pass through the gods."
"Wealth cannot communicate with gods or ghosts. After all, money cannot circulate in different worlds."
Bai Qiuran patted him on the shoulder, and said with a pleasant face:
"How about this, you go back, take you as a businessman, and worship all these gods, forget about it, I won't let you eat spicy chicken, how about it?"
Out of businessman's instinct, Fatty Heideron thought about it carefully, but couldn't think of any unfavorable factors in it, so he agreed.
"Yes, deal."
The fat man agreed, and then he thought, if he goes back, he will send someone to pay a casual obeisance, and forget about it.
"Don't make a wish for me."
But Bai Qiuran seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and immediately said to him:
"Since I asked you to do this to repay the betting chips, then I naturally have a way to confirm whether your implementation is in place. I don't ask you to make the entire chamber of commerce become devout believers of those gods, but at least, the people who offer incense and worship Now, be serious with me."
"Hi."
A simple and honest smile immediately appeared on Heideron's chubby face.
"The most important thing for us businessmen is reputation. Don't worry, I, Heideron, will not smash my own signboard."
"I have a wife who is also a businessman. Don't talk nonsense to me. There is no business without fraud. Businessmen value reputation. Businessmen always value profit the most."
Bai Qiuran looked at him calmly, making Haideron's face covered with cold sweat.
"Anyway, you decide for yourself. If I find out that you are perfunctory to me afterwards, then I will bring my wife to pay a visit. At that time, I will not only treat you to eat spicy chicken, but also treat you to eat pepper chicken, braised chicken and white rice. Cut the chicken, you have to figure it out yourself." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com