Guangming Village, in Han Xiao's small hut.

Han Xiao and Gao Shuai sat on the bed with solemn expressions, staring closely at their hands.

Bang! The two quickly looked down and saw three 2s and 3s in front of them.

Han Xiao: "Pass!"

Gao Shuai: "I can't afford it."

Bang! Four J with 8 and K.

Han Xiao: "Pass!"

Gao Shuai: "I can't afford it."

Bang! 6-7-8-9-10.

Han Xiao struggled for a moment and could only grit his teeth: "Four 4s!"

Gao Shuai: "I can't afford it."

Bang! Two kings!

Han Xiao: "??? Passed."

Gao Shuai: "???I can't afford it."

Bang! Three 5.

Han Xiao: "???"

Gao Shuai: "???"

Looking at the blank face of Qiuqiu on the opposite side, the two of them shouted in their hearts, they lost again! They have played ten games in a row. They are all rubbish cards. They want nothing!

When they came back this time, Han Xiao and Gao Shuai also brought back some gold-level psychic flesh and blood.

There are six large bags in total, four of which are made from local materials in the Netherworld Swamp and simply sewn with animal skins.

According to the distribution of tribute (di) and offering (wei), Han Xiao has three bags, Gao Shuai only has one bag, and Qiuqiu has two bags.

These resources are enough for Han Xiao and Gao Shuai to practice for a while.

But no one would complain that there are too many resources. Considering that Qiuqiu is a black hole and eating it is a waste of food, even if he doesn’t pull SHI, Han Xiao came up with the idea of ​​​​his two bags.

Nowadays, Han Xiao no longer treats Qiuqiu as a little pet. Is there a little pet that is so awesome that he has no friends?

Instead, he is treated as an intelligent creature equal to him, although the aspect of "wisdom" is still a bit confusing.

Emotionally, it really feels like raising an older son.

Of course Han Xiao wouldn't despise such a dishonorable thing as directly occupying Qiuqiu's snacks. With his IQ, he couldn't think of a way to fool this little guy? Aren't all these years of whole grains in vain?

It happened that Gao Shuai came to see him for something, but it was not a big deal, and he suddenly came up with a strange idea of ​​fighting landlords.

After casually communicating with Qiuqiu, Han Xiao couldn't help but laugh. This idea was too ridiculous. How could Qiuqiu, a little kid with a fluctuating feeling, understand such a complicated thing???

Huh? Qiuqiu actually sat up, clapped his two front paws, and shook his head.

According to Han Xiao's summary of Qiuqiu's long-term movement patterns, this is???agreed?

Unbelievable! A panda actually wants to fight with him! This world is so crazy!

Han Xiao asked several times uncertainly, and Qiuqiu shook his head.

Han Xiao simply explained the rules of Landlords to Qiuqiu again, and Qiuqiu also shook his head. However, after hearing Han Xiao talk about the bet on a psychic creature, his eyes lit up and the corner of his mouth started to bleed a little.

saliva.

"Shuai Gao! Come here, let me tell you something." Han Xiao secretly called Shuai Gao to the corner of the room, not knowing who he was showing him in the room.

"Let's fight with Qiuqiu later to become a landlord, you???"

Before Han Xiao could finish speaking, Gao Shuai, who was drinking cuckold medicine, couldn't hold back and sprayed him in the face.

This is Fat Dad. In order to prevent Gao Shuai from making the same mistake as him and to solve the root cause of the Gao family's lack of popularity, he decided to make up for Gao Shuai's health since he was a child. He had to drink two bottles of cuckold medicinal wine every day to prevent Gao Shuai from losing his temper when he got older.

I crammed again, but it didn't work.

"What? Brother Xiao, let's follow the ball???" Gao Shuai looked at Han Xiao in disbelief. Do you want to give Brother Xiao two bottles of cuckold medicinal wine to mend his brain?

Of course, Gao Shuai already knew that Qiuqiu was anything but simple, which was evident from the fact that Qiuqiu completely ignored the Netherworld Swamp that nearly killed the two of them.

Moreover, any attack on Qiuqiu could not cause damage, which also shocked him.

He still didn't know that in the Netherworld Swamp, Han Xiao relied on balls to escape danger many times.

This little pet that looks cute and harmless and only knows how to eat has been labeled by Gao Shuai as extremely dangerous, not to be messed with, and yet another fresh thigh.

But, fighting a landlord with a small pet? Isn’t this too ridiculous?

"Hush! Hush! What are you yelling about!" Han Xiao wiped his face with his hands and whispered, "Qiuqiu, there are two bags of gold-level psychic flesh and blood, don't you want them?"

"I think so."

Although the Gao Shuai family has money and resources to buy whatever they want, there is no reason not to use it if it is already available.

"That's it, let's fight the Landlords. It's a great thing to have one psychic creature at a time."

"Uh??? There's no problem with Landlords, but with Qiuqiu???"

"What's wrong with playing with Qiuqiu? He agreed."

"Ah??" Gao Shuai was shocked again, Qiuqiu actually agreed!

"How about it, come or not, if I hadn't always felt a little scared facing Qiuqiu alone, there would be no need for you. After a while, we can secretly play cards with each other and win for sure!"

Huh? What the heck? It seems like a sure profit without losing any money, Gao Shuai thought innocently.

So, there was an incident where the two people behind were beaten up by Qiuqiu Landlord.

Qiuqiu's two little claws can't grab so many cards, but he can make the cards magically float in front of him without affecting the game at all.

At first, Han Xiao and Gao Shuai doubted whether Qiuqiu could really play Landlord.

After two fights, the two of them had no doubts anymore. Especially Gao Shuai, let alone doubts in his heart.

As the fight continued, the two began to realize that something was not quite right, no, something was quite wrong!

Neither of them has ever won a single match!

Watching Qiuqiu sitting there blankly, the two of them sometimes quietly glanced at each other's cards.

However, I don’t know why, but their cards have always been very bad, so bad that they were shocked and suspicious of the cards.

After playing so many games, the two of them never had a chance to play their cards a second time. At best, they could only manage one round.

Then it will be destroyed by the ball.

At first, the two of them thought it was too much luck, but after more than ten games in a row, they realized that there was something wrong, no matter how stupid they were!

But I can’t figure out what the problem is. Is it because of this cute little Qiuqiu?

After fighting for more than ten times, Gao Shuai looked disheveled and looked at Han Xiao resentfully, making eye contact.

Brother Xiao, you have three bags, so you are not afraid of losing. Little brother, I only have one bag. If I keep playing, I will lose all my pants!

Han Xiao felt a little embarrassed as he felt the bloody accusations from the handsome man.

"Eh? It's time to have lunch. Hey! No fight, no fight." Han Xiao finally realized his mistake and came up with a stupid idea.

If the game continues, it doesn't matter if Gao Shuai loses all his inventory. He will also have to add a lot of his own, and the landlord's family will have no surplus food.

He was about to throw his face into the toilet and default on the bill, but facing Qiuqiu's innocent panda eyes, Han Xiao felt that if he really defaulted on the bill, he would be deeply criticized by his "conscience"

condemn.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted, rolled his eyes, and whispered to Gao Shuai.

"???Is that okay, Brother Xiao?" Gao Shuai was shocked by Han Xiao's routine.

"You can't go wrong, go ahead, go back quickly, we're still waiting for lunch."

Not long after leaving, Gao Shuai came back, very efficiently.

Han Xiao took the bag from his hand and handed it to Qiuqiu: "Here! There are only a lot more psychic creatures that I lost to you, so I'm done."

Qiuqiu opened the bag and looked at it, shaking his head happily and squinting his eyes.

When Gao Shuai saw it, he went to bed, how can he really do it?

Han Xiao was relieved when he saw this. He asked Gao Shuai to spend some small money to buy a bunch of silver-level psychic creatures to make up the number. Unexpectedly, Qiuqiu really only valued quantity and not quality???
Chapter completed!