I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 16 Record record

After five days.

Hanging Mirror Division, Yanwu Hall.

Early in the morning, the big man on the [-]th was waiting at the door, his eyes fixed on the way he came, and he didn't dare to let out the air.

This posture is quite a bit like uncles and aunts are standing at the entrance of the supermarket to grab special eggs.

Several sparrows stopped on the branches to watch this scene, just about to comb their feathers, but they were startled by the sudden boiling shouts.

"Come here! Mr. Wei is here again today!"

"It's finally here! It scared me to death!"

"Ahhh! Lord Wei! I must fight with you today!"

"Look at me! Look at me!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up and grab the signature!"

"God bless! I must win the lottery today!"

"..."

The excited crowd swarmed up and surrounded Wei Changtian and Wang Ertuantuan. It was a typical star-chasing scene in the previous life.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze at all!"

Wang Er stood in front of Wei Changtian with a helpless face, and just took out a wooden tube similar to a temple for a lottery from a cloth bag, and the bamboo sticks were snatched away in the blink of an eye.

Mourning and laughter sounded at the same time, and some families were happy and some were sad.

"Hahahaha! Red sign! God's eyes open! It's finally my turn!"

"Grass! What a miss!"

"Brother, how about I pay fifty taels to buy the signature in your hand?"

"Not for sale! I'm only one credit away from being promoted, you can find someone else."

"..."

Those who got the red lottery were overjoyed. Those who didn't win the lottery had to accept the reality after beating their chests for a while.

"Brother Liu! How is the handicap opened?"

"Everyone! Today is still the question of whether Young Master Wei can win one of the ten games!"

The person surrounded by him had a Qiu Chan-like token pinned to his waist, indicating that he was working at the sticky pole.

He held up a wooden sign and shouted with all his might:
"Betting 'can' pays [-] for one! 'Can't pays [-] for [-]!"

"The former is not limited! The latter always accepts two hundred taels! First come first..."

"Wow!"

Before he could finish shouting, the crowd immediately swarmed up, rushing to hand the Bank of China Liang forward.

"No five or two!"

"It can't be three or two!"

"Not twelve!"

"cannot……"

The unanimous "can't" sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the number of two hundred taels was enough.

Although there were also a few attempts to gamble on "ability" with small and big people, the total amount of money was only twenty-eight.

It's no wonder that everyone is so optimistic about Wei Changtian.

After all, the "[-]-game losing streak" record he has set in the past five days is really "dazzling".

It is unknown whether there will be people who will come later, but no one has done it before.

What's the point of this wool?
In the face of all this, "ATM" Wei Changtian himself did not respond.

Or are you used to it.

He just glanced over there and went straight to Jia Er Lei, and Wang Er, who was beside him, also took out ten fifty-two silver notes from his arms, ready to "give money" at any time.

But the two of them didn't notice that just as they were just walking away, a valiant woman suddenly found the person who opened the game.

Standard black clothes, a bunch of red rope tied between the long hair, slender and compact.

Although the eyebrows are very beautiful, but at a glance, you can see that it is definitely not a vase like Lu Jingyao.

"Xu Zongqi? Do you want to play too?"

The opener's eyes lit up, but he didn't dare to look directly at the woman, so he lowered his head and said regretfully, "Aiya, you are late, and now you can only bet that Wei Gongzi can win."

"I'm just betting that he can win a game today."

The woman pursed her thin lips lightly, took out a purse from her bosom and threw it over: "Press it all."

"How much is this?"

"Thirty-two."

……

"boom!"

A piece of dust was raised on the table made of bluestone, and Wei Changtian smashed to the ground again, looking so embarrassed and embarrassed.

The opponent did not continue to make moves. After clasping his fists and saying "offend", he jumped off the ring, and happily took the silver ticket from Wang's second hand.

Watching the person leave, Wang Er picked up the knife and carved another mark on the wooden sign next to the ring.

After the word "defeat", there are already eleven "positive" characters plus three strokes.

After the word "win", it was still empty.

Fifty-eight-game losing streak, Wei Changtian now refreshes the record set by himself once more than one game.

...I don't know when the son will win a game.

Wang Er was a little helpless in his heart, but he was actually a little surprised.

He is Wei Changtian's attendant, and he is also a dead man trained by the Wei family since childhood.

Not only the realm is not low, but the rich experience in life and death battles allows him to see at a glance how a person's skills are.

Even though Wei Changtian's moves and moves are still immature now, compared to five days ago, they have already undergone earth-shaking changes.

From the speed of reaction, to the reasonableness of the move, to the use of internal strength... Although these changes are obvious, they are not achieved overnight, but are improved every day, day by day.

This would have been normal, but the problem is... the progress is simply too great.

Even the most talented martial artist Wang Er had ever met was probably not half as good as Wei Changtian.

Could it be that his son is a once-in-a-century genius?

After all, the master and the wife are both top-notch experts in the world today, and it is true that their son is gifted.

It's a pity it started a little late...

While thinking wildly, Wang Er took the stage to help Wei Changtian up from the ground.

"Young master, there are two more games, do you want to take a break and play again?"

"Ah."

Wei Changtian took a few breaths, took two red pills and one white pill from Wang's second hand, chewed it twice like a sugar pill, and swallowed it directly into his belly.

The red one is the endure pill for restoring internal strength, and the white one is the revolving pill for restoring energy.

Just these two pills could sell for fifty or sixty taels on the market, and Wei Changtian had to eat seven or eight pills every day.

It has to be said that the ability to have money is capricious.

The medicinal effect dissipated, and the warm current spread to the whole body.

After closing his eyes and breathing for a while, Wei Changtian stood up again: "Call the next person."

"Yes, son."

Wang Er nodded, and shouted to a man under the stage who was already eager to try: "It's your turn!"

"Shh!"

The man immediately turned over to the stage and clasped his fist at Wei Changtian: "Young Master Wei, I'm sorry!"

"..."

sorry in advance?

Wei Changtian was speechless for a while, thinking that this group of people is getting more and more excessive now.

But he didn't say much, just took a deep breath and reported his family with one glance.

"Seventh grade, Wei Changtian."

"Hua Lingwei, eighth rank, Song Linming!"

The man seemed to be unable to wait any longer. As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and punched Wei Changtian in the chest.

This punch is very fast, it should be some kind of boxing practice.

However, Wei Changtian was no longer at the level he was five days ago. He took a small step back to give way to his fist, and at the same time, he punched against the opponent's arm, straight to the opponent's throat.

"Snapped!"

The inside of the elbow was pressed by a palm, and the force of the fist was released, but it only knocked down Song Linming's collar.

Immediately the two separated.

In the first move, on June [-]th, Wei Changtian had the upper hand.

"Huh? Wei Gongzi seems to have a chance to win this game!"

Someone in the audience let out a soft cry, but someone next to him quickly retorted, "Brother Song just suffered a loss in realm."

"If this is the first match, Young Master Wei does have a good chance of winning."

"But now it's the eighth game. Even if you take Junxu Dan, your internal strength will only recover to [-] to [-]% at most, and it will be exhausted in a short time."

"It's only inevitable that Young Master Wei will be defeated."

"Makes sense..."

The person who spoke earlier nodded, looking quite approving.

In fact, Wei Changtian himself is very aware of this situation.

If you want to win, you must find a one-hit chance to win before your internal strength is exhausted.

The feet kept moving, and the scenes that I had experienced over and over in the dream path appeared in my mind.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Song Linming's action happened to be caught in one of the pictures.

!!!

Wei Changtian suddenly burst into ecstasy.

That's it!
(End of this chapter)