Chapter 889 It is really useful to serve Nuwa

"Let's go."

Xi Zuer's lips faintly ejaculated, and she stood up and left.

Xi Rubao wailed secretly: "Sister..."

I thought my ancestors would be kind and help the elderly get back their hard-earned money, but my ancestors didn't say anything, and I couldn't understand it, and I couldn't understand it anymore.

Wu Qianman and Bai He followed behind, and there was also a sigh.

However, I gradually realized that the so-called "willing to accept the loss" is so cruel.

To participate in gambling, you must be mentally prepared to lose everything. After all, winning or losing depends on your character, and whether you use money to do evil or do good.

When the three of them passed by the old man in Zhongshan clothing, they couldn't help but comfort him softly:

"The old man wants to open up and keep the green mountains there, and he is not afraid of no firewood."

"As long as people are still there, there will always be ways to save those children."

"How about you leave a contact information and we will help you organize fundraising..."

Who knows.

The old man raised his eyes, his old pupils shining with water, and his eyes were red: "Thank you, thank you kind girls, don't bother you anymore, Nuwa helped me through this disaster!"

"Ah?" The three girls were stunned.

The old man explained excitedly: "Next to our orphanage, there is a small ancestral hall specially set up by our ancestors for Nuwa. Many empires now like to follow the trend and believe in the Western Christ to church, etc., and they are deserted for many years. But the children like the kind-hearted and heroic Nuwa. Every time they clean the ancestral hall, they will clean it up together. Before going out this time, I also went to burn incense and pray, begging Nuwa to bless the children with clothes and food. Unexpectedly, Nuwa really heard my prayer and remembered the children's innocent filial piety... This competition allowed me to earn life-saving money for the children!"

The three women: "Ah? But... you obviously lost, the score was 180:0, and you bet 200:20..."

Is the old man overstimulated and becomes hallucinated?

The director of the orphanage shook his head gently: "You didn't see the final result. After Mr. Yinhu won, there were four games on the court. The result was that the M national team and our imperial team each won two games, and the final score was 20 points, which was exactly 200:20. It must be Nuwa's appearance and forgive me for raising money for the children by gambling. I am grateful to Nuwa's great kindness and swear that I will never touch any casino in my life, and teach the children to do three good deeds every day to repay their kindness!"

The three girls held their breath.

Looking at the big screen on the field, the score jumped to 200:20.

What they just saw was not the final result.

"God!"

"It really appeared..."

"The gods of our empire are so kind..."

"Hey, my ancestors, wait for us, look, see the gods appear!"

"Sister, let's go back and worship Nuwa together. Let's get first place in the military training and assessment. There is also the cafeteria that never has to queue up for meals, and there is also the class questions that will never get us..." Xi Rubao ran to Xi Zuer happily and shouted at the top of his voice.

Xi Zuer looked back and smiled: "You think very beautifully."

On the wrist, the Blue Blood King shook a little.

It was a message sent by Bo Gucheng: "Miss Zuer, I didn't expect you to guess again."

Before this message, Bo Gucheng asked her to guess the score.

Her reply was exactly: 200:20.

But Bo Gucheng guessed 100:100.

"That guy Yinhu, whose boxing skills were badly taught by Gu Shiyin, likes to take shortcuts and has unstable foundations. Being able to tie the opponent is smoke from the ancestral grave. I don't think he can win."

Bo Gucheng has already made a conclusion.

Unexpectedly, this brat can still fight a turnaround???
Chapter completed!