Li Jing took out two roast chickens out of nowhere, and gnawed them alternately on the left and right, to say how the little fat man felt at this moment.

mad

Pretty crazy!

The sourness of the stud even the old gamblers who have been in the casino all the year round are intoxicated.

Especially when he is nine out of ten, with an extremely confident heart that he will definitely win, his arrogant and domineering posture can be called a disapproval of six relatives.

How do you lose when a three-headed demon beast fights one?

The little fat man couldn't analyze any of Fang Mu's chances of winning, so he bet all his belongings and waited to collect the spirit stones.

"The little brother is in a hurry, or ...... Wait for the odds to come out before you make plans? ”

The steward glanced at the storage ring, secretly frightened.

Don't look at the fat boy in front of him is ordinary, there is no temperament and demeanor in his gestures, and the spirit stone in his hand is not a small amount!

"No need, there is a labor to write a note, so that the master will come to receive the money later!"

Saying that, Li Jing turned his head to look at Guan Yan, and said arrogantly: "Those who see it have a share, take out two percent to share with Sister Guan, a little heart, just invite Sister to tea!" ”

Odds?

Care about what it does!

Even if it's outrageously low, so what, it can't stand up to the lot!

But he emptied all the money in his pocket and used it as a bet, and he still earned a few hundred spirit stones more or less.

"Okay, three thousand five hundred spirit stones to bet on the demon beast."

Seeing that he was full of confidence and insisted on doing so, the person in charge didn't say anything.

It's just that this money is enough to feel distressed, he secretly shook his head and sighed, the Colosseum is going to lose money again.

"How do you have so many?!"

Hearing the word three thousand five hundred, Guan Yan was dumbfounded.

Li Jing smiled and said, "Don't look at my old man, he is very fierce, in fact, he treats me well on weekdays......"

Guan Yan was speechless for a while, she didn't expect that this little fat man who was not doing his job had a bad status and prestige in the family, but he liked the old man Li.

Yu Yuanmiao snorted rather unhappily.

Three thousand spirit stones, he just lost a lot of his sour toothache, Li Jing is not terrible, what is terrible is the entire Li family behind it, although he looks down on Li Jing from the bottom of his heart, but he will not hit Li Jing with his thoughts.

The number of people around him who were about to move gradually increased, but they were not as decisive as Li Jing.

They are waiting, waiting for the odds to come out.

If the odds are unacceptably low, they don't bother to bet, and it's not interesting to win a few spirit stones, after all, not everyone is as wealthy as Li Jing.

Behind the curtain.

The one-armed man sat on a large leather chair with a solemn face, as if he was contemplating.

A female member of the Colosseum spoke: "Young master, let's make up our minds, there are many people waiting outside." ”

"Yes, young master, it's over, it's best not to delay this matter any longer."

Another older man also joined the urging and urged, he was the one who was in charge of communicating with Fang Mu before.

"What do you think?"

The one-armed man felt that it was difficult and couldn't help but ask others.

"Under the premise of a cross-level battle, it is impossible to have one enemy and three enemies, not to mention that among them, there is also a single-headed stone ape, so it ...... The old man thinks that if you don't say anything, you have to pay twenty! ”

Twenty to one, the Colosseum has never had such exaggerated odds in so many years.

After all

The challenge of one enemy and three enemies is an unprecedented death match in itself.

The one-armed man pondered for a moment, not saying what the odds were, but looking at the young woman: "What do you think it should be?" ”

"It's not much different from Elder Li."

The young woman nodded and said: "There are more than 1,000 people in the stands, and the number of people participating in the gambling fight will not be less than eighty percent, if it is less than twenty, I am afraid that the loss tonight will be a large amount!" ”

This is the most troublesome thing for everyone.

Over the years, in the matter of gambling, profits and losses have been almost relatively balanced, and there are not many spirit stones to earn, and there is not much to lose.

They do not rely on gambling to make money, but only rely on gambling as a way to attract popularity, so as to attract more monks to come and watch the battle, and the entrance fee alone is enough to make a lot of money.

"Looks like that's what you all mean."

The one-armed man held his chin with one hand, and his slender fingers kept hooking up and down the corners of his eyes.

A sentence came out of his mouth coldly: "One pays ten, just follow this order!" ”

"What?!"

"Young master, don't!"

The young woman and Li Lao spoke in disbelief and spoke in unison.

Especially the former, she didn't even have to look through the account book to come to the conclusion: "Those monks who are restrained at hand don't talk about it, they can't bet many spirit stones, but they often visit our Colosseum, but there are a lot of spendthrifts, so what's the difference between the odds of a loss of ten and sending money out?!" ”

As she spoke, the woman seemed to realize that her tone was a little impulsive.

She hurriedly said: "I'm sorry boy, it's rude to you, and you're excited for a while......"

"It doesn't matter."

The one-armed man waved his hand, and these were all within his consideration.

At this time, Li Lao's face moved, and he said in surprise: "Is the young master so sure, that sword cultivation can really have a chance of winning?" ”

"Yes and no."

"What do you mean by that?"

The two sat up straight and listened.

When it comes to strategizing, they consider themselves inferior to one-armed men who are no more than forty years old.

"The odds of winning are indeed higher."

"Since the establishment of the Colosseum, we do not intend to make a profit from gambling, do not operate, do not control the odds, which is also the purpose of generations, therefore, in the matter of gambling, we are consistent with the guests, risk and luck occupy a certain factor!"

"You can understand it as...... It's a personal gamble on my part. ”

The one-armed man was indifferent and said coldly: "If he wins, he can only say that he has occupied the miracle of Yicheng, and if he loses, he will ...... It can also enhance the reputation of the Colosseum. ”

Suddenly, the young woman seemed to understand something.

Her eyebrows gradually relaxed, and she suddenly realized: "According to the young master's meaning, is he planning to exchange spirit stones for new customers?" ”

The one-armed man smiled meaningfully: "One against three, it's a gimmick not to be missed." ”

"It's still the young master's foresight."

Li Lao sighed sincerely, but his eyes were gone, he took a deep breath and walked out of the curtain.

He knows how much of a sensation this odds will cause once it is announced!

When the managers of the Quartet who were responsible for handling gambling matters heard the released odds, they were all incredulous.

After repeatedly confirming that it was correct at Li Laona, they announced it.

"Did I hear me right? 10 to 1?! ”

"You say it again, are you sure it's not fake?"

"You don't do business in the Colosseum anymore, and you don't bring such a way to send money!"

The crowd exploded.

The more suspicious monks even began to wonder if this was a trap arranged by the Colosseum......

But as soon as this kind of doubt was raised, many people scoffed.

"Shady? Unless the Colosseum doesn't want to open! Otherwise, it is impossible! ”

"That sword cultivation's cultivation aura is unobstructed, and anyone can see it, it's a foundation building early stage!"

"Even if he has an extremely rare secret technique that changes his own aura, he can't hide it in battle!"

Previously, the moment Fang Mu made his move, his aura did not have any disorder or strangeness.

The odds of 10 to 1 continue to spread among the crowd.

However, there are still not many people who bet, even if it is shocking to lose ten, there is not much to pick up, and it is good for an ordinary monk to have a net worth of three or two hundred spirit stones, and there is no need to join in the fun.

"That's right, pick up more than three hundred spirit stones for nothing!"

Li Jing was overjoyed, although it was not much, but it was also a good fortune in the account.

Including him, countless monks were waiting for Fang Mu to die.

Except for a very few shy mediocre monks in their pockets, they bet on Fang Mu, but they were pitiful, either ten spirit stones or twenty.

The vast majority of them are betting on the demon beast!

Seeing this, Fang Mu frowned, but he didn't say anything.

He is not afraid that these people will transfer their anger to themselves after losing money, which is the benefit of covering their faces.

Bet on, bet more.

Fang Mu secretly sneered, there were many people who were looking forward to his death, and he hoped that he would not regret it then.

But...... There is one person who is an exception.

"If you're bold enough, bet on me to win."

Fang Mu glanced at Guan Yan in the crowd, his nervous expression was full of complexity, and he said in the air.

Guan Yan was shocked.

She hurriedly looked down the stage, and a pair of smart beautiful eyes finally stopped at the corner of Fang Mu's mouth that seemed to be smiling.

The ghost sent the gods, and she didn't know what was wrong with her, but under the gritted teeth, she actually took out two hundred spirit stones!

"Charge the sword cultivation!"

The crowd was in an uproar and booing.

Everything is ready, only the cage is waiting to see the blood, and tonight is the most boiling night in the Colosseum in recent months.

……

Walk the road.

The spirit horse slowed its hooves and stepped leisurely across the bluestone ground.

There are not many people coming and going in this city, let alone at night, which attracts the side eyes of a few people, and the spirit foal is rare.

Although this horse is a horse, it can travel thousands of miles in the real sense of the word, and it is worth thousands of gold, more than among famous families.

And it's a carriage pulled by two spirit horses!

"Why is this place so noisy?"

Inside the carriage of the spirit horse, a delicate inquiry voice was heard.

Deadpool, who controlled the horse, returned: "Miss Hui, this place is north of the city, and the Colosseum is in front of it......"

"Oh?"

The woman pulled out the carriage window, revealing a charming gesture.

The lips are red without dotting, the eyebrows are not painted but daisy, there is no trace of rouge powder, and the apricot-like eyes are out of the dust.

"Interesting, let's go inside and have a look."

Under Deadpool's cold vigilance, the escort woman got out of the carriage.

The carriage of the spirit horse that stayed outside the door of the Colosseum, its expensive silk was rich in one word, only one word—

Leaf.