Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 251: Rest
A few people looked in the same direction, Zhou Fan just stood motionlessly in his place.
"I'll accompany you to play." Zhou Fan sat down on the spot previously left behind by the red-clothed man.
The curly-haired man cleared his throat to unravel the awkwardness, he then sat back in his place.
"I'll play, but I don't accept seventh-level pills. Even if it was a cultivation pill though, it was only eighth level or above." The curly-haired man confirmed his words, implied by the subtle innuendo he was addressing for Zhou Fan.
'Young man, you like to play a lot, but I don't want to play with low stakes like yours.' Maybe that's what's on the curly-haired man's head, looks pejorative gaze always emanate.
Some of the people who were there were also unsure that the pill bottle released by Zhou Fan contained an eighth level pill.
"Young man, you'd better play at another table, 'cause there's a place for losers to play." The curly-haired man said as he raised one foot on the table.
The mockery made the people around them laugh and even humbled Zhou Fan.
"You haven't opened the bottle yet, how did you know that it wasn't an eighth level pill?" Zhou Fan pursed his lips in annoyance.
Once again laughter echoed there, their gaze towards Zhou Fan grew even more.
"Do you think an eighth-level pill can be possessed haphazardly? With the shabby clothes you're wearing, are you capable of having them?" A fat man with a round face of pufferfish said with a mocking smile.
"Hey, elephant! Is it time for you to talk?" The curly-haired man pulled the fat man and made the fat man instantly shrink his guts.
Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes, then lowered his eyesight, he took a look at his clothes.
It is a little shabby because of the sweat and dust that unite there, but still this clothing is more expensive when compared to ordinary clothes.
The embroidery on the periphery of the arm is also a yellow collar it is actually a golden thread, not everyone can use it. It was the clothes Wei Guanlin had bought when he had just arrived at the lotus city.
Trying to ignore everyone's gaze, Zhou Fan grabbed his pill bottle, he slowly opened the lid of the pill that was still tightly attached to the pill bottle.
"Look good, does this satisfy you?" Zhou Fan was holding a tier eight recovery pill, he was not very friendly at the expense of cultivation pills just to play around.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, some even unblinkingly looked at the pill in front of them. They really did not expect that Zhou Fan had an eighth level pill.
"How's it?" Zhou Fan's words once again shocked them.
But in contrast to the curly-haired man, his lips smiled obliquely, implying evil thoughts that had already started to spread in his brain.
Brakes...
The curly-haired man stomped at the table excitedly, he then sat down quietly. "All right let's start."
"Wait!" Zhou Fan who saw the fat man become a city immediately made a sound.
"I don't want him to be his town, change others." Zhou Fan shook his hands as if to have the fat man step away from his seat.
"What do you mean?" Fat man standing with a face coxed, he is the best city here, but with the bright light of a young man drove him away?
Can't be allowed!
The fat man immediately raised a fist, he was about to beat Zhou Fan to regret having said that.
"You're not like that, he's my prey." The curly-haired man gave such a sharp eye gaze, making the fat man no longer dare to make a sound.
"Sir, he humiliated me and he certainly wouldn't really risk his eighth-tier pill, he was just looking for an excuse so he could leave." Fat man said like a dog licking the feet of a master, trying to take the heart of a curly-haired man.
"Do you intend to play me?" The curly-haired man glanced at Zhou Fan fiercely, he was slightly affected to persuade the fat man.
"I came to have fun, if you lose just need to take out one more, what's wrong?" Zhou Fan smirked, he did not care about the expressions of everyone who was now holding their breath for a while.
Seeing the look of disbelief of the curly-haired man, Zhou Fan swung his hand, simultaneously that five bottles that looked exactly the same as the previous bottle were already right in front of Zhou Fan.
"You can check one by one if you still don't believe." Zhou Fan let out a meaningful smile, his hand spinning grabbed one of the bottles and opened the lid.
"This pill is an eighth level moon pill."
Zhou Fan turned to the next bottle, opening the lid while showing what was inside.
Once again everyone was flabbergasted to see that, even the curly-haired man who had several eighth-tier pills was feeling the turmoil on him.
The desire to have so great, the gluttony in his facial expression was truly discernible even if it was by a layman.
"Foolish pig, you get out of here. This time you go somewhere, tomorrow you come back." The curly-haired man threw down the fat man with one hand.
The fat man did not dare to resist, he could only leave with his face lowered. But the anger in him had not completely disappeared.
After the departure of the fat man Zhou Fan laughed softly, he just didn't like to see the man, for some reason he was upset himself upon seeing him. Hence he chased away the fat man with the help of the curly haired man.
While the curly-haired man himself is still in a daze looking for a replacement fat man.
"Hey... You!" The curly-haired man waved to one of the tables around their table.
The man who also happened to be looking there instantly approached. "Is there anything I can do, sir?"
"You're a city." Without waiting for a response, the curly-haired man placed the card over the palm of the man's hand.
The old man nodded and immediately concocted the cards using both hands, he looked so skilled at playing hand movements.
"Before getting into the game, let's set the rules." The old man who became the city had already begun to animate his role.
The face that was originally quite depressed, became calm like the surface of a lake.
The old man turned his head towards the curly-haired man, wanting the first party to mention the rules from him.
But all that was gained was the sound of laughter. "I don't have to give you rules, just ask him."
The curly-haired man was so confident in his abilities, even though the card game was not based on ability, he was already very familiar with the card cards from this place, the chances for him to lose were smaller than others.
Zhou Fan who heard clearly the curly-haired man's words only snorted, as the city asked with the question he had already thought of, he let out his grin.
"Only one, admit defeat when losing!"