At the beginning, the strongest 5T5 was stabbed

gift from the gods

Social death.

Accompanied by Zenyuan Zhizai's shout, Fu Heisher ushered in the second social death of the day.

In the past, Wutiao Wu Sapo rolled around to buy a "giant tree", and later, a son of a brain-dead monastery gave him a "gift". Fu Heisher couldn't help but lament the difficulty of life.

"Shen Er won't ask for your gift. If you spend too much time with the idiots of your Buddhist monastery, your brain will be broken." Wutiaowu pulled Fu Heisher and wanted to leave.

Fu Heisher strongly agrees, yes, most of the Buddhist monks are brain-dead!

"Mr. Shier is originally from our Chanyuan family!" Chanyuan Naoya yelled at Gojo Wu.

"Really? I'm sorry, his surname is Wutiao now." Wutiaowu said this deliberately, and asked Fu Heisher, "Right, Wutiaosher?"

Fuhesher: ...

Looking at Gojo Satoru and Zenyuan Naoya, Fu Heisher and his son made the same choice, nodded heavily: "That's right!"

Zenyuan Zhizai was stunned, he stared blankly at Fu Heisher, Mr. Shier, he...he actually...

No, Mr. Shier belongs to the Chanyuan family!

"Impossible, I won't give you Mr. Shier!" Zenyuan Naoya was a little anxious, "Gojo Wu, how much do you want? I want to buy Mr. Shier!"

Fuhesher: ...

He was really speechless today.

Sudden change of surname, suddenly being bought, this is really...

Oh my god, a thunderbolt struck these two bastards!

Fu Heishi'er's face turned black, and Naozai of Piansheng Zenyuan still looked for his own good, and said very seriously: "Mr. Shier, don't worry, I will definitely buy you, and I will not let Gojo Wu bully you !"

Gojo Wu?bullying?

Fu Heisher turned his head and glanced at Wujo Wu, Wujo Wu lifted his chin with a condescending expression.

"Do not sell!"

"You can choose any three of the magic tools of our Chanyuan family, even super-grade magic tools!" Zenyuan Naoya felt that he was bleeding profusely.

Gojo Satoru looked at Fu Heisher with a strange expression, a little bit regretful, but also kindly loving.

How pitiful, is your Zenyuan family so poor?Or are you worthless at all?

Fu Heisher snorted coldly, what does it matter to him that the Buddhist family is poor?He now has more than three special magic tools in his hand.

If I really want to say it...

Fu Heisher glared at Wujo Wu, it was not your fault that the Chanyuan family was so down and out, since you were born, the balance of the Yusan family was broken, and now the other two families are completely suppressed by the Wujo family.

The two looked at each other, and it was worth a thousand words, and they both understood each other's meaning.

"How? Gojo Wu!" Chanyuan Naoya was still clamoring.

"No way." Gojo Wu took Fuheisher's hand: "Mr. Shier, let's go."

Fu Heisher just wanted to leave, but the other hand was held by Chanyuan Naoya.

"Mr. Shi'er, don't go with him!" Naozai of the Chanyuan looked at Fu Heisher expectantly.

It's hard to imagine that this proud guy would look at people with such longing eyes.

"Mr. Shier, let's go." Gojo Satoru said again.

Fu Heisher resolutely broke free from Zenyuan Naoya's hand, and directly pushed him into the snow who was still entangled.

Zenyuan Naoya was covered in snow, looking at his cousin pitifully.

"Mr. Shi Er, you don't want to be with him..."

"Shut up!" Fu Heisher frowned, and said to Zenyuan Zhizai: "My surname is Fuhei now, and I have nothing to do with the Zenyuan family. Also, don't tell anyone about my life, otherwise I will will kill you."

His voice was lazy, but the hostility revealed still made Chanyuan Naoya shudder.

Watching the two go away, Zenyuan Naoya, who was intimidated for a while, finally got up from the snow, his eyes sparkling.

As expected of Mr. Shier!

To be able to bring out murderous intent with such a gentle tone, really worthy of Mr. Shier!

"Gojo Wu, I won't lose to you!" Naoya Chanyuan clenched his fists, secretly cheering for himself.

He will win, he will bring Mr. Shi Er home, if Mr. Shi Er must be a bird in a cage, then he can only be a bird in his cage!

"Ah!"

Fuheshier, who had already walked a certain distance, sneezed loudly.

Gojo Satoru used no lower limit to repel the gust of wind around Fu Heisher, and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

"No, someone is probably scolding me." Fu Heisher felt ridiculous after finishing speaking.

He had offended so many people, but those people only dared to be impotent and furious behind their backs, none of them dared to rush to him and shout.

Oh, not right either.

Fu Heisher turned his head and glanced at Gojo Satoru, this bastard dared.

Gojo Satoru was very interested in Kadomsong, in order not to make any troubles with him, Fu Heisher chose a delicate and small Kadomsong and stuffed it into his arms.

After Fu Heisher paid the money, Gojo Gojo was looking at him with a pair of shining eyes.

"Put on the sunglasses." Fu Heisher frowned slightly, and raised his hand to put the sunglasses on for him.

"You gave me a gift." Gojo Satoru was still very happy wearing sunglasses.

Fu Heisher didn't think too much about it, and asked, "Do you like it?"

"I like it, you can leave it at our door when you go back."

Fu Heisher said "um" softly, not paying much attention to the "our family" in his words.

"Shen Er, what did you do during Chinese New Year?" Gojo Satoru asked leisurely while walking with his hands behind his back.

Fu Hesher also began to think.

New Year's...

There are holidays for Chinese New Year. When Shier was 99, the league at that time was quite humane in this regard.

Some people will go out to sing K, and some will go to the bar all night, dancing in the dance hall.

Well, he would go to the casino, gamble all night, and win a lot of money.

The alliance's annual meeting will be held one night, and the New Year's Eve is actually a holiday for everyone to have fun. There will be a lottery at the annual meeting, and every time he will draw a special prize.

The special prize is a wish, a wish that can be made by the leader.

Then, he would wish for a vacation, or wish for the latest Gojo Satoru figure...

It's nice, the old days.

A gentle smile appeared on Fu Heisher's face, while Gojo Satoru looked on in surprise and did not bother.

Finally, Fuheshier came back to himself and said, "I go to casinos most of the time."

Hearing this, Gojo Gojo suddenly looked like he ate a fly.

bet……

In fact, he didn't object, but according to the information he investigated, Fu Heisher was completely possessed by a degenerate spirit, and he would lose every bet!

It is true that every bet is bound to lose, there is no accident, and there is no such thing as losing nine out of ten bets.

His loss is not a matter of probability, but of necessity!

"You don't like gambling?" Fu Heisher turned his head and asked Gojo Satoru.

"It's okay, do you like it?"

"It is interesting."

This is something Gojo Satoru can't understand. What's the point of losing all the time?

"Why don't we go betting on the horses!" Fu Heisher pointed to the front, not far away was the racecourse.

Betting on horses...

Ok……

Gojo Wu looked through his own cards, and finally found the black card at home. With his little salary, he might not be able to support Fu Heisher.

"Don't worry, I haven't lost during the New Year's Eve!" Fu Heisher was full of confidence.

Gojo Satoru: ...

No, he is not worried at all!

Also worried, there was Saiki Kusuo who was floating in the air and concealed his figure.

Alas, it's time to gamble again.

It's like this every time, you go to gamble during the holidays, can you be a little conscious of your unlucky physique that you will lose every time you gamble?

A place like a racecourse will not be closed even during the Chinese New Year.

On the contrary, the New Year's Eve is the hottest time.

When Fu Heisher entered the racetrack, the people around immediately gathered around and greeted him warmly.

"God of Gamblers, come to bet on horses again?"

"God of Gamblers, which horse to buy today?"

"God of Gamblers, I think you've been thinking about it for a long time, so make your bet!"

God of Gamblers?

Vol Heshel?

Gojo Satoru had a dazed expression, but when Fu Heisher finished placing his bet, he finally understood what was going on listening to the sounds around him.

"Don't buy the number three horse, the God of Gamblers just bought it!"

"It's okay, it can help us remove a few wrong options!"

"Hahaha, you are still a gambling god, I think it is a bad god!"

The surrounding voices were not loud, but they did not deliberately lower their voices, not to mention Wujo Wu and Fuheshier, even ordinary people could hear them clearly standing here.

As soon as Wutiao Wu's face turned dark, he was going to find those people to settle accounts.

"Stay well." Fu Heisher hugged Gojo Wu's shoulders, and blew a bubble from the bubble gum he was chewing, as if he didn't take them seriously.

"They insulted you." Gojo Goto complained to Heisher.

Fu Heisher sneered, he is not deaf.

"stop laughing!"

"It's not working hours now, I'm here to play." Fu Heisher looked indifferent.

"But they..."

"Everyone has their own way of life. Would you kill someone just because he laughed at you?"

Gojo Satoru can't, but he can beat people.

But it was obvious that Fu Heisher was too lazy to do anything.

He lay on the fence of the racetrack, looking at the No. [-] horse dotingly, as if looking at his own darling.

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth, but in the end he held back under the comfort of Fu Heisher, but when he looked at the number three horse, he wanted to rush in and teleport it to the finish line.

Horse No. [-] was far ahead, but the horse stumbled and fell.

Horse No. [-] had a lot of accumulation, but halfway through, he twitched and fell down again.

The No. [-] horse came from behind, but in the middle...

The third horse ran first, but Fu Heisher turned his head and glared at Gojo Wu, and slapped him on the head with a "slap".

"Do you know what fair play is?"

The fun of horse racing is not in money, but in watching the horse you choose take the lead, but this lead cannot be achieved by cheating.

"It's not me, I only hit No. [-] horse!" Wujo Wugao raised his hands.

He was discovered by Shi Er when he was tampering with the No. [-] horse, so he didn't continue to tamper with it. Who knew that the other horses still fell to the ground one after another.

This is God's will, absolutely God's will!

"Mr. Shi Er, you win money by strength!"

"No, it's luck." Fu Heisher said lightly.

Gojo Satoru: ...

No, you also have a little bit of ABCD number for your luck, okay?

At this moment, Gojo Satoru and Saiki Kusuo floating in the sky are surprisingly in the same brain circuit, and Fuheisher is really too numerous!

The author says:

Fuheshier: Look, I'm lucky!

Wujo Wu/Qi Shen: ...