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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 413

"Pick each other's stones?" Henry murmured and raised his eyebrows. The person who played with him last time, known as Stone King from Yun Province, dared not to meet him now.

The old man looked at Henry and wanted him to accept the challenge. All that Henry had just shown was like an unknown prophet. As long as he took a look at the stone, he could tell whether there was green inside or not. This was clearly an incredible thing. So the old man thought that Henry was also using the same as Bing, but he was more skilled in carving the jade stone. Even he himself could not see through it.

When the old man made this request, he did not know that he and Bing had already fallen into the abyss.

Seeing that Henry did not respond, the old man thought that Henry was afraid, so he was more certain about his guess. The old man had just seized everyone's attention and deliberately took out some prepared jade stones. He guessed that everyone dared not buy them and gradually took the initiative.

"What do you think, young man? Do you dare?" the old man asked again.

"Okay." Henry reluctantly agreed.

Seeing that Henry agreed so reluctantly, the old man was more convinced of his own idea.

Henry asked, "How to set the rules?"

"It's very simple." The old man waved his hand. "You and I choose the stones from each other."

"Okay." Henry nodded.

The onlookers saw that the old man represented the Peerless Jade, and they all understood that the 30 million jade just now was indeed fake. It was a trick.

At this moment, the old man had no time to hide anything and shouted, "Everyone, the gambling is the most part of stone gambling. There is no one or any instrument in the world that could see what is hidden in the stones only by looking at it. Just now, the person from the Broken Jade Pavilion could guess accurately almost every time. Don't you think it's strange?"

"That's right, I have already felt that something was wrong," said one of Bing's men. "He said that he could see things inside of the stones. How is that possible? If they really have this ability, do they still need to open such a gambling shop? They would have made a fortune long ago."

"Yes, isn't this just picking up the money? There must be something fishy in it. Maybe those jade stones were hidden by themselves."

Some passers-by were confused and said, "That's not right. just not the emerald jade was chosen by the old lady herself. As for you guys, you were acting. You've done a great job."

"The big sister just happened to have picked the right stone? There is no coincidence in this world. Where did the coincidence come from?"

"That's right." Bing's men spoke again.

The old man stretched out his hand and said, "Well, everybody, the jade I opened today in the Peerless Jade is not a trick. I just wanted to wish good luck to Master Ke. I hope that everyone can find treasures in the Peerless Jade in the future. But now there is someone who likes to play with tricks. I have been gambling on stones for more than 30 years. Today I will show everybody this shameless person!"

The old man said loudly. It could be said that it was the wicked first to complain.

Henry smiled and said, "The innocent will always be innocent. Since some people said that there is something fishy in it, let's see whose store has something fishy going on."

Henry and the old man walked toward the opposite store almost at the same time.

When Henry came to the door of the Peerless Jade, he picked a jade stone without thinking.

Bing's heart ached when he saw the jade stone Henry chose. The piece Henry took contained jade, which was worth nearly a million yuan. Now he only hoped that his people could solve the problem. As long as he could destroy the Broken Jade Pavilion, Bing could accept the loss of more than a million dollars in the early stage.

After all, as long as one of the stores was closed, the other one would completely dominate the stone-gambling market in Ning province. It would be easy to earn this money back.

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