蘇文陸晚風 作品

第587章 幸運數字?(第2頁)

            
            
                “怎麼?你把十七號當幸運數字?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “次次選它?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “難道你真以為,方才的狗屎運,能讓你一直笑到最後麼?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “送你四個字,痴心妄想!”
                
            

            

            
            
                “這次你必不可能贏!”
                
            

            

            
            
                見江九兒那尖酸刻薄的嘴臉,蘇文玩味開口道,“我要是贏了怎麼辦?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “你贏了我把安塵村的牛糞都吃了!”
                
            

            

            
            
                江九兒嬌哼一句。
                
            

            

            
            
                “那你口味夠重。”
                
            

            

            
            
                蘇文調侃一句,就見他走到寂婆婆面前,“木人陣開啟吧。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “我知道了。”
                
            

            

            
            
                寂婆婆點頭,就見她拿出手中風鈴,然後,嗚——悅耳的風鈴在安塵村迴盪。
                
            

            

            
            
                咔!咔!咔!
                
            

            

            
            
                隨著風鈴之音響徹一方。
                
            

            

            
            
                下一秒。
                
            

            

            
            
                擂臺上的十八木人,就開始廝殺起來。
                
            

            

            
            
                “十八號!加油!加油!”
                
            

            

            
            
                “乾死它們!”
                
            

            

            
            
                九黎兄弟一起給十八號木人助威。
                
            

            

            
            
                江九兒也扯著嗓子道,“十八號,衝啊!”
                
            

            

            
            
                結果……
                
            

            

            
            
                三人話音剛落,嘭的一聲,那十八號木人,便被十七號木人一拳轟碎了頭顱,它奄奄一息的躺在擂臺上,徹底失去行動能力。
                
            

            

            
            
                “什麼?!”
                
            

            

            
            
                “這……”
                
            

            

            
            
                看到十八號木人第一個落敗。
                
            

            

            
            
                不光九黎兄弟和江九兒呆住了,就連旁邊許南煙和言兒也露出古怪的神色。
                
            

            

            
            
                “九哥,這是怎麼回事?怎麼十八號木人這麼快就倒下了?難道我們學的尋龍倒鬥術,並不是完整的?”
                
            

            

            
            
                死死攥著拳看向一旁九大師,黎大師聲音都在發顫。
                
            

            

            
            
                都說再一再二,沒有再三再四!
                
            

            

            
            
                可……
                
            

            

            
            
                他們九黎兄弟卻在木人陣的考驗中,接連碰壁了三次。
                
            

            

            
            
                “黎弟,你先不要慌。”
                
            

            

            
            
                見黎大師憋屈的看向自己,九大師沉默片刻後,他低聲開口道,“你忘了木人陣的規則麼?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “只要木人在最後一刻不被擊飛擂臺,便算是勝利。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “方才那蘇文不也是鑽了這規矩的漏洞?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “所以在我看來……”