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"I didn't dare to find a helper. Only you would be able to do such a thing." Ren Yun Xing snorted, he clearly knew what he would say next.

Wang Yuan Kang's face immediately drooped when he heard it, "What do you mean only I can do this kind of thing? Did the rules say that you are not allowed to find helpers? "No way, since there's no reason why I can't get help, you can get help too, am I stopping you?"

Ren Yun Xing secretly rolled his eyes. In this month of fighting cricket with Wang Yuan Kang, he had a lot of reasons.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted enough to let him write a note early on. In any case, the money would still fall into his pocket after the third round. He stepped on the stool and said with a Ruffian look on his face: "I'm too lazy to argue with you, even if you found a helper you still wouldn't be able to beat me. Three games, two games, after that, I still have to go home to eat."

When Fu Yao sat down, the two of them were really noisy, but seeing Ren Yun Xing's victorious look, they suddenly wanted to see what reaction he would have after losing.

Ren Yun Xing stretched out his head, looked at the white floral cricket, and couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh, "Wang Yuan Kang, you brought this kind of cricket and dared to compete with me, is your brain playing tricks on me? The combative cricket s should be dark skinned and have different colors. If you want to fight me with the same quality, just give me the money so that I don't embarrass myself in front of you. "

"You are too arrogant. I will wait for you to offer me the silver with both hands." Wang Yuan Kang raised his chin proudly, this was the cricket that they had spent four hours searching for in the grave.

He was almost scared to death.

At first, he thought that Fu Yao was just an inferior being, and directly called him as Ren Yun Xing's spy. However, after the competition, he realized that this cricket was very powerful.

His cricket had kowtowed under its skirt.

Fu Yao said that although most people believed that the dark colored cricket were the strongest, they did not know that the even more powerful cricket were the various colored cricket that grew on top of the graves. cricket like these were the best of the best, but they were extremely rare and could only be encountered by luck but not sought.

Of course, they didn't find it.

"Hmph, don't be full of words." Ren Yun Xing took out his precious cricket from his sleeve and carefully placed it on the jar.

Inadvertently raising her head to look at Fu Yao, she saw her head lowered, revealing a white and thin neck, her eyelashes fluttering in the wind, her eyes full of love, making her look more and more like someone else.

"It's begun."

Ren Yun Xing laid his hand on the table, sloppily fiddling with the cricket, just that multicolored cricket was not worth him waiting for.

Fu Yao raised her eyebrow, underestimating the enemy was equivalent to seeking death. She lowered her head and carefully played with the cricket, allowing it to fight.

Actually, she didn't know anything just now, but her boss and assistant general especially liked fighting cricket and often let her fight with them.

After a long time, he had come to understand quite a bit of it.

At this time, the onlookers heard the sound of the wind and came back. In a short while, they were already filled to the brim.

"Is this your powerful cricket?" Ren Yun Xing yawned: "I've been hiding, hiding until I'm tired."

Wang Yuan Kang's expression was a little ugly at the side. He felt that he had done more wrong, and that he should have shamelessly run away at that time. Seeing how relaxed Fu Yao was, and was about to curse out loud, he stuffed it back into his stomach.

Wait a minute, just in case.

Just at this moment, the road of battle turned, and the multicolored cricket attacked the Great General with lightning speed. With such ferocious attacks, the Great General was forced to retreat step by step.

Before Ren Yun Xing could react, he had already lost, "How is this possible?"

"How is that impossible? Could it be that only you can win?" Wang Yuan Kang heaved a long sigh, fiercely hitting Fu Yao, giving her a thumbs up.

It was all thanks to his wise eyes that he found such a profitable assistant like her.

The first victory, the first victory, it was the first time Ren Yun Xing won against him. Looking at his unbelievable expression, other than joy, he also felt comfortable, as if a weight had been lifted from his body.

"I don't believe it will happen again." Ren Yun Xing slapped the table, carefully looking at Fu Yao's cricket, he could not help but to suddenly raise his head, looking at Fu Yao's lowered head.

Who else could it be but that woman? She clenched her fists and suppressed her excitement. After searching for three years, he finally found her.

Without a doubt, in the third round, he still lost. Fu Yao cracked a smile.

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