"Die, little white face!" the one-eyed man roared.

used a trick of the double dragon out of the water, and brutally and viciously bombarded the white-clothed scholar on the opposite side.

"Hmph, the one-eyed dragon just wants to kill Lao Tzu because you want to kill him, don't you pee and look in the mirror!" said the white-clothed scholar disdainfully.

With a roll of his right palm, he used a powerful palm technique to kill the past domineeringly.

If the one-eyed dragon was hit by his palm, even if the Great Luo Immortal descended to earth, he would not be able to save him!

"Little white face, you are so despicable! The one-eyed dragon was furious.

Use the strength of the milk to kill the past.

It seems that he has the heart of death, and he will also pull a cushion when he is dying.

Even the Shuanglong on the palm of his hand took water, and the power increased by a few points out of thin air.

"Hmph, give me death!" the white-clothed scholar roared.

The furious palm slammed into the chest of the one-eyed dragon, and the raised palm was about to fall when the one-eyed dragon was about to be blasted out.

At this moment, a mysterious power appeared out of thin air and blessed his right palm.

As if returning to the light, a terrifying force erupted from his right palm, hitting the head of the white-clothed scholar.

Click!

The huge force directly pierced his head.

"Haha...... If you want to kill Lao Tzu, the little white face is not enough for you......"

Rumble!

Before the last word "grid" was spoken, the one-eyed dragon glanced at it memorially, and the flower world in front of him, with a strong unwillingness, fell heavily to the ground.

"Damn! Why don't you want to be so ruthless?"

"Go to Nimabi, and die together? Can he do this? Little white face, are you stupid? Don't you know how to hide?"

"I'll go! This is even more rare than the big girl is a place, how dare it draw?"

The gamblers in the gladiatorial arena, seeing this scene, shouted in disbelief one by one.

If they hadn't seen this scene with their own eyes, they would have been clamoring and shouting that there was an inside story here.

It is precisely because the gambling is so magical that I know that I have lost, but I have to pinch my nose and admit it.

Click!

On the top floor is a luxurious box.

Murong Baiyun rudely crushed a red wine glass in his hand and looked at this scene unwillingly.

As the behind-the-scenes boss of a promise, he naturally knows the rules of control of the entire gambling fight.

Every life-and-death gamble seems fair, but in fact, it has been arranged long ago before they come to power. As the surrounding gamblers bet, the one who bets more will die faster.

Of course, when necessary, there are also a few "real performances".

But that's it, why do you still lose? Could it be that the bets of the red and blue sides together exceed the odds of 150 billion?

Don't say that he doesn't believe it, as long as he is a normal person, he will not believe this data.

However, it turned out to be a draw.

"Could it be that the backstage is not arranged, or is there something wrong?" Murong Baiyun thought suspiciously.

"Hahaha...... Yating, we won, we really won! Draw, it was really a draw! I was so happy! I won 150 billion all of a sudden. Zhao Linger said excitedly.

"Yes, Ling'er, this guy's luck is really enviable! The chance of 0.01 in 10,000 actually happened like this. Zhou Yating said jealously.

I think the two of them have played so many times before, except for the beginning, when they won a few times!

In the end, I didn't win once, and I feel like the future is bleak when I think about it.

"My husband said that no matter how much money he wins, well, it's all on the draw, he is blessed by the God of Wealth today, and he is full of wealth!" Zhao Linger said proudly.

Deliberately took the words to anger Murong Baiyun.

The corners of Murong Baiyun's mouth twitched, the principal was 30 billion, plus the money he won, a total of 180 billion.

If this is a tie again, in case it wins again, plus the principal is more than a trillion!

Taking a deep breath, Murong Baiyun tried his best to calm down, and forced a smile on his face.

"This beauty, I advise you to think about it seriously! After all, this is nearly 200 billion soft sister coins, well, I think you had better change the direction for the sake of Brother Zhang. Murong Baiyun said.

"Hmph! How to do it, do you still want you to teach me? I just want to press, my husband is lucky tonight, with the blessing of the God of Wealth, the God of Wealth said, the pressure will win! Looking at you like this, are you afraid? Or are you worried that you will not be able to lose money later?" Zhao Linger said proudly.

"Hehe, Young Master Ben's family has a big business, don't say that it's just 200 billion, even if it's 2 trillion or 5 trillion, Young Master Ben can still afford to lose!" Murong Baiyun said with a full face.

"Hmph! It's good to have your words, don't worry, my husband is still very good, he won't let you lose all his pants, at most he will win you ten trillion eight trillion, which means that he will almost get it." Zhao Ling'er said.

After speaking.

Pick up the tablet, fly with your jade fingers, and press all the 180 million on the draw.

Backstage location of the Colosseum.

The monitoring equipment was all destroyed by Zhang Xiaohao before.

Now only the data analysis system remains, looking at the sky-high amount that suddenly appeared, all pressed on the draw.

The fierce man led by him was directly paralyzed on the ground.

"Brother Dao, are you alright?" said a staff member.

"Don't hurry up and prepare, this is a draw again, Lao Tzu will scrape you alive!" Brother Dao roared angrily.

……

Half an hour has passed.

Two more big men walked into the gladiatorial arena with murderous vigour.

Under the auspices of the beautiful referee, the game officially began.

Three minutes into the battle.

As if they had rehearsed in advance, the two of them used their ultimate, and they violently bombarded each other.

Even a layman can see that this one is obviously a money delivery bureau.

The man with a big dragon embroidered on his chest is more than half stronger than the other party, and it stands to reason that the other party should be killed by him.

But.

Click!!

The sound of two broken heads sounded again, and the heads of the two were hit by each other at the same time.

Thump!

As soon as the two of them were weak, they fell directly to the ground, and they couldn't die anymore.

"it, why is it still a draw?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Which lucky guy has pressed the entire 180 billion draw, and I'll go! Will this become a trillion yuan? Will a bicycle directly become a rocket? Soaring into the sky and out of control?"

The Colosseum is out of control again.

It's all about that lucky guy.

Upstairs in the most luxurious box.

"Hahaha...... I smiled proudly, smiled proudly! It's a tie again, plus the principal, it's more than a trillion yuan, count the money and draw the menstrual scriptures, wake up naturally in a dream, and feel so good to be covered by the God of Wealth!" Zhao Ling'er laughed proudly.

(End of chapter)