"I learned to draw lots from China."

Chief hamle came over and explained with a smile, "there are 36 bamboo sticks here. On each bamboo stick, there is a title. The title is difficult and easy. As for what title you draw, it depends on your personal luck."

After explaining, hamle extended his hand to Chufan and invited him: "Chufan, you were lucky yesterday, and you can't be wrong today. Draw a lot."

Chu fan didn't hurry to draw lots, but bent down and looked carefully at the bamboo tube in front of him. It is 25 cm high and 15 cm in diameter. It is pasted with a layer of kraft paper. Only the tip of a bamboo stick is exposed, about 1 cm. The rest can't be seen.

However, this is only for ordinary people. For Chu fan with perspective eyes, this bamboo tube is no different from a transparent glass. He could see the bamboo sticks inside clearly.

But then he was stupid. He didn't know any of the words written on it. What's all this and what?

"Stupid!" came the angry voice of the big eyed frog. "Can't the chick next to you understand? Share what you see with your spiritual power, and she will naturally translate it to you."

Yeah, why did you forget Mamela? At first, they often talked with their mental strength.

Chu fan repressed the excitement in his heart, and his mental power expanded rapidly, like telephone dialing, and soon connected with Mamela's mental power.

The next moment, Mamela looked at Chu fan in surprise and asked in her heart, "villain, what do you want to do if you don't draw lots quickly?"

"Do me a favor!"

Chu fan didn't say much. He directly passed the numbers he saw to Mamela. Mamela was surprised: "this... This is..."

"Don't worry about this, that, that, this. Help me translate quickly."

"Oh!"

Mamela suppressed her shock, took a deep breath, and began to translate the handwriting Chu fan saw to Chu fan in her heart.

"Is the number of vehicles passing at an intersection odd or even in ten minutes?"

"Is the driver of the last vehicle to appear in 180 seconds male or female?"

"Boxing, black and red sides, who loses and who wins?"

"Tough man... Ah!" Mamela exclaimed. Her face turned red. After stopping for two seconds, she reluctantly restrained her shyness and said, "can you hold on for less than five seconds, or more than five minutes?"

Shit!

Chu fan couldn't help glancing at old Charles. This ugly topic must have been put forward by old lecheron Charles. It's so evil!

That's it!

Chu fan took out the bamboo stick and handed it to old Charles. On the other side, Mamela couldn't stay any longer. She turned around and hurried to the bathroom with her skirt in her hands.

In the past, this simple girl may not understand what this means, but last time, she and Zheng Xueqi popularized physiological knowledge with Chu fan in the hot spring bathroom. When she was free, she secretly searched the Internet for some information. Naturally, she understood the meaning of adhering to five seconds and five minutes.

It's the limit for her to help Chu fan translate this topic. Now, how dare she stay?

"Maemela? Are you all right?" shouted Hamlet's concern, and ordered the maid to hasten to take care of her royal highness. Then, he took the bamboo sign from Chu fan and couldn't help smiling. "Chu fan, you were lucky enough to pick a colorful topic. Ha ha!"

"What do you mean?" Chu fan pretended not to know. She raised her hand and hooked her hand. Bai Yumei immediately took out a cigar from her chest and sent it to Chu fan.

Then Bai Yumei took out a match from her chest and struck it on Bai Nen's chest. The match burst into flames and sent it to Chu fan's cigar in his mouth.

Old Charles was salivating. If it weren't for his identity, he would have grabbed it. It's so enjoyable. Why didn't I think of it?

This cigar, heated by the beauty's chest, must be more mellow and have a different taste. Tut Tut, you must try it if you have a chance.

"Pa Pa!"

Hamler clapped his hands and said loudly, "we've been looking forward to it for a long time. The first question has come out. Next, let's invite our two special guests to come out!"

All the contestants are confused. Gambling is gambling. Why are there special guests?

But soon, everyone showed a strange look in their eyes and surrounded them curiously.

Under the arrangement of the staff, a long table was placed in the center of the hall, and a young girl wearing sex sensitive Tulle underwear and a butterfly mask came over affectionately.

It's better not to wear this dress. The graceful figure wants to be hidden under the cover of tulle. The waist twists and sways out thousands of customs. Most men at the scene can't help but have a strong impulse.

This woman is definitely a goblin who eats people and doesn't spit bones. Too windy - Sao!

"Cut, what's there?" Bai Yumei stood beside Chu fan and snorted disdainfully. "If I change this body, the men in the room will go crazy."

"Keep a low profile!" Chu fan hugged Bai Yumei's waist, took the cigar from his mouth, spit out a mouthful of green smoke and whispered, "if you have time in the evening, put on this suit and enjoy it for your brother first."

"You are not afraid of breaking your waist. I will go to you at night."

"Cough, cough, forget it."

Chu fan just imagines that he can't bear it. If he changes to Bai Yumei and puts on this set of sexy underwear, he must fascinate people.

It's not that the king doesn't want to go to the early Dynasty, but the women around him are too enchanting.

Then, a burly man with explosive muscles strode out, wearing a demon mask on his face and only a pair of pants - underpants.

His appearance made those female companions present couldn't help but shine their eyes and stare at the strong man's figure like autumn water.

This is a pure man. I really want to have a fight with him. It must be cool - dead.

"The question Mr. Chu fan chose is how long the strong man can last in front of the beautiful woman." Hamler glanced at Chu fan with a smile. "There are two answers to choose from, one is within five seconds, the other is more than ten minutes. Hehe, Mr. Chu fan, which one are you going to choose?"

Is that a choice? This is a strong man at present. If it's not good, it won't be finished in five seconds. In terms of his physique, not to mention ten minutes, it's no problem for an hour.

But the question is, will the government give you a question that you can win easily? Maybe, this fierce man is a Silver Pewter gun head, which can't see the useless second - shoot - Jun.

Chu fan frowned, hesitated for a long time and asked, "if he didn't hold on to ten minutes for more than five seconds, how can he count?"

Hamle said with a smile: "no matter which one you choose, as long as it is not within the regulations, you lose."

"That's not fair!" Chu fan immediately retorted, "if he can only hold on for five minutes, don't I lose all my choices?"

"That's right!" Hamler nodded. "That's good. I'll add another option, between six seconds and ten minutes. How about it?"

"That's about the same."

But then, Chu fan immediately opened his mouth and added: "but my topic should be kept confidential and announced when it is over."

"Yes!"

Hamle asked someone to send paper and pen. Chu fan hid away with Bai Yumei, like a thief, for fear of being seen. Soon, a piece of paper was written, folded by him and sent to Hamler.

Hamler didn't open it either. He asked someone to start preparing.

The fierce men and beautiful women may often make small movies. In full view of the public, they don't pinch at all. They pose naturally and are ready.

The onlookers stood five meters away and prepared to watch the live video one by one. Especially those women, with ruddy faces and peach eyes, were more excited than men. Looking like that, I want to replace the woman lying on the table with myself.

In front of so many people, it's exciting to think about a real battle. It's exciting!

A staff member holding a stopwatch stood next to them, raised his hand seriously, waited for two seconds, his hand suddenly fell, and said in a deep voice: "start!"

Suddenly, the fierce man began to attack violently. The frequency was as fast as clockwork. They had just checked three numbers in their hearts, and he had retreated, one - vent - like a note.

Everyone is stupid. This... It's too fast. It's over at the beginning?

Especially those women, as if they had been strangled by someone and their faces were not purple, almost rushed up and castrated the fierce man.

Thanks to your strong physique, you are a waste. It's only three seconds. It's seconds. - shoot.

Originally, even if they can't play in person, they can feel the fierce impact of the fierce man and feel it. But now, they are too disappointed. They are as disappointed as if they dress up carefully and take the initiative to show love to their loved ones, but they are ruthlessly rejected. They are completely angry.

If not in the Imperial Palace, if not in front of so many people, if not to maintain their lady image, they must rush up and scratch the fierce man into potato silk.

It's a waste wood, so you come out and make a fool of yourself? White has grown that muscle.

On the contrary, old Charles, Hamler and others also looked stunned, as if they were surprised at the performance of the strong man.

It was not until the two guests evacuated quickly that chief hamle reacted and hurriedly said, "the result has come out, and the time is no more than five seconds. Next, let's take a look at Mr. Chufan's answer."

Everyone gathered around. Hamler didn't sell off. He quickly unfolded the note and revealed the three words on it: 5 seconds.

Others don't know Chinese characters, but we all know this 5. We can understand the meaning of these three words without asking. Suddenly, one by one looked at each other, and then looked at Chu fan's eyes, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Congratulations to Mr. Chu fan for obtaining the temporary ownership of the first crude oil import right." Hamler took the lead in clapping. Soon, the hall applauded and everyone came forward to congratulate him.

If there is no accident, the crude oil import right basically belongs to Chu fan. Unless, any one who doesn't have eyes dares to challenge him and wants to compete for the right to import crude oil from him.

However, Chu fan is the king of murder. Who dares to argue with him? Dead?