The room was quiet, Long Jiutian and He Xiangdong were a little surprised by Bu Feng's answer, Long Jiutian followed Bu Feng's gaze and stared ahead, frowning slightly, he was getting more and more confused.
With the same mind as Long Jiutian, there are Situ Han and Ye Zigang who are smiling.
The room was very quiet for a while, and the leaders of all parties couldn't react for a while, and looked at Bu Feng blankly. Just as He Xiangdong was about to speak, he suddenly found that Long Jiutian followed Bu Feng's gaze with some strange changes.
Situ Han let out a light 'huh', turned around and looked in the direction outside.
Faintly, a burst of footsteps came in from the outside, and through the messy sounds intertwined outside, the footsteps came in clearly, and an extremely strange feeling came to He Xiangdong's heart. An even weirder thing happened. The chaotic sounds outside changed with the rhythm of the footsteps, following the footsteps.
The sound was getting closer and closer, and Bu Feng was surprised to find that the chakras in his body started to rotate uncontrollably, turning slightly with the rhythm of the footsteps. He was shocked, concentrated his energy, and The turning chakras were depressed, and the numbness in his eyes was replaced by a hint of surprise.
Situ Han stared in that direction in surprise, and some Qi meridians in his body turned slightly uncontrollably with that strange rhythm.
At this time, He Xiangdong, the Ye family brothers and those bigwigs in this room are not ordinary people, and they immediately noticed this peculiar rhythm, as if their every breath was mobilized by that peculiar rhythm.
Gradually, everyone couldn't help feeling a strange and absurd feeling in their hearts, as if the surroundings became nothingness, and there was nothing in the vast and boundless space, only the footsteps, as if they had entered another strange world. among!
With the slight sound of footsteps, Long Jiutian frowned. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced around and saw that everyone was paying attention to the corner of the inner hall. His body shrank slightly, and he stepped back carefully. After a while, the person disappeared, but everyone didn't notice, they were all driven by the footsteps to the rhythm of their breathing and the rhythm of their hearts.
Footsteps gradually sounded, and a figure appeared from around the corner.
Everyone's minds were shaken again, and they returned from that strange state in an instant, looking at the slightly wild man who appeared in front of them!
The visitor was tall, about 190 centimeters, with thick bones, black hair tied up with a ribbon, strands scattered behind him, slightly protruding cheekbones, a straight nose bridge, and a very rough face , bumpy, as if often weathered by wind and rain, a pair of long and narrow eyes are very energetic, and thick black thick eyebrows reveal a bubbly chivalry.
The whole person seems to be incompatible with the surrounding environment. The model figure and appearance make others think of a mountain woodcutter at first sight, and there is still a trace of ancient style, as if from thousands of years ago. out of it. It should be very inappropriate for such a person to wear a black and white vertical grid suit, but no matter how you look at it, this mountain woodcutter matches the extremely avant-garde suit very well, as if the suit was specially designed for him of.
Bu Feng's eyes were fixed on the person who came, and that strange aura gave him a feeling of going back in time and space.
The visitor stopped, looked around, and whispered to himself: This guy runs so fast.
After speaking, he raised his eyes, looked at Bu Feng and smiled, his neat and clean teeth were shining brightly.
Turning around to look at Situ Han again, the man said slowly: "May I allow you to come down and make a referendum for the two of you?" The pauses between each word are like a burst of rhythm, or like the whistling wind in the night in the mountains. Before the Ye brothers and everyone recovered from the peculiar rhythm of footsteps, they immediately fell into this new rhythm. Some people with a little weak will were deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves, and did not notice what he said at all. What are the words.
The stars in Situ Han's eyes flashed continuously, looking at the eyes of the person who came as black as the night sky, he smiled and nodded, and said slowly: "Then I will trouble you!"
"Trouble!" Bu Feng's voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were shining with strange luster.
The voice was soft and soothing, but it sounded very uncomfortable, as if sharp needles pierced the ear. The Ye brothers and He Xiangdong frowned, recovering from the dizzy state.
He Xiangdong frowned, and yelled loudly, the sound was like a torrent of bells, and the bosses on the side were instantly awakened by the loud sound, shook their heads and looked at the burly stranger in front of them, Waves of chills rose from the bottom of their hearts, it was simply too terrifying, and they controlled their minds with every gesture.
The man looked at Situ Han again, nodded, did not speak, walked forward, stood in front of the gaming table where He Xiangdong had just been, picked up the steel cup, put six dice in it, and vibrated lightly , A string of notes that seemed to come from the sky rose slowly...
His hands were just swaying up and down without unnecessary movements, as if he didn't understand gambling techniques at all, the movement of the dice in the steel cup was also very regular, and the sound of collision came out of it very regularly.
However, such a simple collision made Situ Han even more uneasy. Although his smile remained the same, there was a trace of seriousness between his brows. Could such a person be so simple? The answer is absolutely no, therefore, the more unremarkable, the more dignified he is. The big man has a peculiar rhythm, which makes him feel a little in awe.
All these made him very uneasy.
He Xiangdong and the Ye brothers, as well as the few people among them who could barely keep awake, also carefully distinguished, not daring to be sloppy at all. The high level of tension made the most basic vibration sound full of uncontrollable and difficult sounds at this moment. fathom.
Bu Feng himself has never known any gambling techniques, and his past victories are just the results of peeping into the future. Naturally, he did not deliberately distinguish the single rhythmic sound at this time, but now he is full of interest in this stranger. , a desire rose in his heart, he really wanted to see the result of this gamble through the ability he had always hated, he had a faint feeling that this time, there would be a change, or this change would affect his life lifetime.
Perhaps after practicing chakra, his ability to predict is not limited to the trance state of dreams, he can even see some future trajectories through his mind in a fully awake state. Staring at the swinging steel cup, Bu Feng intentionally thought about the upcoming future...
As time goes by, the rhythm is still single, but Bu Feng is surprised to find that everything has changed——
The tentacles extending from the depths of the spirit rest on the top of the steel cup, and the pulsations from the depths of the spirit spread to the top of the steel cup along the tentacles of the spirit, driving the rhythm of the steel cup to change slightly, just , this time, the rhythm of the steel cup also became weird, constantly changing, no, it should be the rhythm passed on by that person to the steel cup, it is constantly changing, even with his mental fluctuations. There was a change, and waves of images appeared in his mind, but they kept changing. In the area covered by the steel cup, there was a blur, and the void and blur were weirdly distorted...
The future of this gambling game presented in his mind was in a trance, one ending for a while, and then another ending, all kinds of endings were intertwined, making it difficult for him to distinguish...
Bu Feng's icy face was covered with fine beads of sweat, the muscles on his face trembled involuntarily, the pupils of his eyes suddenly expanded and then contracted, changing irregularly, and his body began to tremble slightly. His mouth was slightly opened, and he moved it up and down silently, his eyes fixed on the steel cup that swung up and down. After a while, he was already profusely sweating. Beads of sweat dripped down his flushed face. The eyes are unbelievable, and there is some uncontrollable panic...
How is it possible, how is it possible, how can there be so many endings? The future—how can something that is already doomed be so vague, no—isn’t this—isn’t this what will happen in the future, my God, why are there so many endings...
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However, at this time, almost everyone's eyes were attracted by the vibrating steel cup in the stranger's hand, and no one would notice the strange appearance of this strange young man. However, there was an exception. While shaking the steel cup, the stranger stared at Bu Feng. Seeing Bu Feng's trembling body and weird expression, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his lips moved slightly. You can see—literally see the track of time.
Then, he really must be the one who should be robbed by Brother Yu, he finally waited, finally waited...
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