"Why can't you stop eating?" Mu Zifeng frowned.

"Everyone, everyone, for the sake of the little old man's face, I have something to say. At this moment, the two witches led an old man of about fifty years old and walked over quickly.

Wan Bin saw that it was an acquaintance, and suddenly had a backbone.

"Shopkeeper Xin, you came just in time, this Terran kid eats the overlord meal, and he still doesn't obey it, you give a comment!"

Shopkeeper Xin's face sank when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at Mu Zifeng, and the coercion of the fifth-order great demon was instantly released.

"Friend, do you want to eat the overlord meal?"

"Eat the overlord meal?" Mu Zifeng waved his hand lightly, and the coercion of the shopkeeper Xin suddenly turned invisible. He didn't even lift his buttocks, and threw out a storage bag with a clatter, which fell to the table with a loud bang.

Shopkeeper Xin picked up the storage bag, looked inside, and was not surprised. I saw that there were stacks of magic crystals neatly stacked in the storage bag, and it was roughly estimated that there were no more than a million pieces.

"This ...... Wan Gongzi may have misunderstood. He turned his head to Wan Bin and the group.

Can you take out a million magic crystals casually, like the master who eats the overlord's meal?

Wan Bin was also surprised, he stepped forward, picked up the storage bag, and when he looked at it, the expression on his face became brilliant.

"I think, it should be you who eat the overlord meal!" Mu Zifeng reached out and picked up the teapot and teacup on the table, poured a cup, and took a sip.

"You fart!Is Ben Shao the kind of person who eats overlord meal?!" Wan Bin put his hand into his arms, and wanted to follow Mu Zifeng's example, so he took out his storage bag and slapped it on the table to show off.

But he put his hand into his bosom, but he didn't take it out for a long time.

"What, you can't take it out, can you?" said Mu Zifeng playfully.

"Wu Heng, you're coming!"

"I'll come, I'll come!" Wu Heng also put his hand into his arms, but his hand seemed to be glued and couldn't take it out anymore.

"Rubbish!" Wan Bin cursed, turning his head to the young man in the pale green robe, "Shanliu, you come!"

Shan Liu snapped and slapped a pale green storage bag on the table, "Dare to fight with our aristocratic young master, boy, I have to say, your courage is really not ordinary fat, today Ben Shao will let you see, what is a real rich man!" He smiled arrogantly and put his hand into the storage bag, but before the smile could fully bloom, it condensed on his face.

He took his hand out of the storage bag, turned it upside down again, shook it a few times, and nothing fell out.

"Shanliu, what are you showing off with an empty storage bag!" Without waiting for Mu Zifeng to speak, Wanbin went over and kicked Shanliu.

"Wan Shao, listen to my explanation, when I went out in the morning, I clearly remembered that there were three million magic crystals in the storage bag, as well as my magic treasures, pills, and cheats, why are they all gone, and this storage bag is not leaking?!"

"You all check!" Wan Bin said to the six house slaves behind him.

All six of them put their hands into their arms, but when they took them out, except for one claw and five fingers, there was only air left, and they could only shake their heads helplessly.

There is no such thing as a bank in the Demon Realm, and all the monks' net worth is usually kept in a storage bag. Losing a storage bag is the same as losing all your savings.

"How about Shopkeeper Xin, who wants to eat the overlord meal, I don't know what to do. It's these singers who want to eat the overlord meal, and I'm stopping them!"

Mu Zifeng is now speculating and selling, and Wan Bin's words are back as they are.

"You are the one who sings, your whole family is a dramat!" As soon as he heard Mu Zifeng say that they were singing, Wan Bin immediately didn't dare.

"Master, is this handsome and cool, how did you become a singer!"

"It must be you trash, you who stole our storage bag! If you don't take it out today, I'll send you to the Demon Temple!" Wan Bin yelled angrily.

"What is that place?"

"You'll know when you go, that place, Zhun Bao will make you remember for a lifetime!"

"What about the evidence? You said I took your storage bag, but do you have any evidence?"

"This ......" Wan Bin was speechless.

"I think this is a misunderstanding, no one has eaten the overlord meal, for the sake of the little old man's face, turn the page, turn the page, don't you want me to invite this meal!"

"Turning the page? That's not good, how can it be so easy!" Wan Bin stiffened his neck.

"What else does Master Wan want?" shopkeeper Xin still smiled. The three noble young masters in front of him are not something he, a commoner with five pupils, can afford to provoke.

"A Terran pariah, who stole the things of our nobles, injured the people of our nobles, and didn't give an explanation, there was no door!"

"Yes, there are no doors!" Wu Heng and Shan Liu helped on the side.

Mu Zifeng raised his eyebrows, "What do you want?"

"Do you have the courage to fight with us?" Wan Bin raised his arm, he saw that Mu Zifeng was an ordinary person, and to deal with this kind of ordinary person, he had a hundred moves to make him look for teeth all over the ground.

Losing face on his own turf is something he can't accept anyway.

"Since you want to fight, you have to have some color!" Mu Zifeng said with a smile.

"Of course, if you win, what you stole from us will be yours, and our account will be written off, and if you lose, not only will you have to return the things to us, but you will also have to call Grandpa three times!"

"It's not fair, why do I have to call you three times grandpa if I lose, and which eye did you see me taking your things?!"

"Then what are you betting on?"

Mu Zifeng took out another storage bag and slapped it on the table, "Here are 10 million magic crystals, if I lose, these 10 million magic crystals will belong to you, and if I win, you three, kneel down and call grandpa three times!"

"Ten million magic crystals!" Rao is Wanbin listened, and couldn't help but light up, although he is a noble son, but there are more sons in the family, he is not a core figure at all, he can't be ranked, and the fixed fee he receives every month is only 300,000 magic crystals, which is not enough for him to squander.

Wu Heng and Shan Liu are even more miserable, only 200,000 magic crystals per month, and there are 3 million magic crystals in the storage bag that Shan Liu said, which is completely nothing, and all his net worth, plus one piece, does not even have 500,000. Therefore, the two of them looked at the storage bag placed on the table, and the six-colored demon pupils shone brightly, and they wanted to take it for themselves immediately.

As for kneeling and calling grandpa three times after losing, they didn't even think about it, so they automatically ignored it, "That's simply impossible, will they lose?"

Don't forget, they have a nickname called "Hehuan Sanzi", and when that formation is cast, even the ghosts and gods have to go around!

"Oh!" the three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw a kind of fanaticism in each other's eyes, "Go to the chase and trade, don't do it for nothing!"

"Shopkeeper Xin testified, this is what you said, the bet is 10 million magic crystals, but you are not allowed to go back!" Wan Bin took a step forward, grabbed the storage bag and looked at it, and found that it really contained 10 million lower grade magic crystals, he glanced at the bulging clothes on Mu Zifeng's chest again, and then he spoke, and said in his heart: "Boy, when Ben Shao injures you and hands you over to the Demon Palace, the things in your arms are not all Ben Shao's!"

"Be a witness!" Mu Zifeng arched his hand to the shopkeeper.

"Well said, well said. Shopkeeper Xin stubbornly agreed.

"Let's go!" Wan Bin looked confident, and took the lead in walking out with figure-eight steps, hulala, and a group of people followed.

On the street outside the Demon Emperor Building, there are still people coming and going, and at this moment I saw a bunch of people pouring out of the Demon Emperor Building, and those who had good things inquired about what happened, until they knew what happened, and they all had curiosity on their faces, and stopped to watch.

What's more, the square was opened directly on the spot, betting that Mu Zifeng would win, one would lose four, and if Wan Bin and his gang won, one would lose 0.6.

For a while, the street was very lively, and the shopkeeper Xin had to call out the monk of the Demon Emperor Building to maintain order.

From beginning to end, Mu Zifeng was very calm, and there was no expression on his face. He heard what kind of demon hall was from Wan Bin's words, and he felt that that the demon hall must have something to do with Mu Zizhou and the human race.

What exactly had to do with it, he didn't know.

After the tea effort, the bet at that square soared to 3.5 million. But most of them bet on Wanbin and his gang to win. bet that Mu Zifeng won, not even 20,000.

"I bet a million and I win. As he spoke, he tossed the first storage bag he had taken out earlier to the middle-aged monk who was foaming at the mouth and was pulling around to place a bet.

"Mu Zifeng, the son of the human race, bet on himself to win one million!" the middle-aged monk held up the storage bag high, "Don't miss it when you walk through and pass by, after this village, there is no such shop!" he shouted loudly to attract gamblers.

"I bet 200,000 yuan, this Terran son wins!" A childish child's voice attracted everyone's attention.

Mu Zifeng couldn't help but look up, only to see the curtain of the car lifted, and a girl stepped out of a carriage, this girl was only eleven or twelve years old, with a little baby fat on her pink little face, which was very cute. To Mu Zifeng's surprise, the girl's magic pupil also had six colors!

"Inferior nobles!" Mu Zifeng had never seen a woman with six-colored magic pupils, the girl in front of him gave him a bright feeling, black, yellow, blue, red, blue and green six colors reflected each other in the girl's pupils, extremely weird and charming.

"Isn't this Yun Manyao, the little princess of Master Yun's family, why is she here too?"

"I heard that the Yun family has always been friendly with the human race, this Mu Zifeng is not a guest of the Yun family, right?

"Yes, this Yun family has always been at odds with the Wan family, the Wu family, and the Shan family, and now there is a good show to watch!" ......

The onlookers were talking, and their eyes were all staring at Yun Manyao.

Although Yun Manyao is short, she has a straight nose, long eyelashes, and a pair of big eyes that flicker, and she looks like a beauty.

Yun Manyao walked straight to the middle-aged monk, and as soon as she flipped her hand, a pale pink storage bag appeared in her hand, "There are 200,000 magic crystals here, please count them." ”

"No need, Miss Yun's character, the little one can be trusted!" The middle-aged man hunched his waist and took the storage bag respectfully with both hands.

"Yun Manyao, the second lady of the Yun family, bet 200,000 yuan, and the son of the gambling clan, Mu Zifeng, wins!" The middle-aged monk took advantage of Yun Manyao's aura to start a new round of betting publicity.

Yun Manyao was not disgusted, she nodded at the middle-aged man, turned her head and glanced at Mu Zifeng again, and then stood aside.

"Why did this little thing come about?" Wu Heng leaned into Wan Bin's ear and whispered.

"It's a good time!" Wan Bin's six-colored demon pupils flashed with a cunning light, "I was worried that I didn't have a chance to pit the Yun family, but I didn't expect that their family would take the initiative to send it to the door, and God really helped us." ”

"Hehe, what Wan Shao said is, I have already asked the house slave to inform the family master, and it won't be long before the house master will send someone to bet, this time I want to bet, let's bet big!"

"You kid has a lot of ghost eyes!" Wan Bin gently knocked on Shanliu's head.

"Hehe, didn't I learn this from Wan Shao, who doesn't know that Wan Shao has already made people bet 300,000. Shan Liu straightened the pale green boy's hat that was a little crooked, smiled flatteringly, and patted Wanbin lightly.

"Or you kid understands me. Wan Bin looks unfathomable, and he is very useful to Shanliu's sycophants.

"Come and buy, come and buy, it's about to start, there is no such shop in this village!" the middle-aged monk was still encouraging people to place bets. Three more people bought Mu Zifeng to win, but they could buy the magic crystal won by Wan Bin and his gang, and it exploded in a short time, and there were seven million, and the middle-aged monk had to reduce the odds to 1 to 0.4. But I still can't stop the enthusiasm for buying.

In the midst of the excitement, Mu Zifeng suddenly felt that there were five coercive pressures sweeping over his body, and none of them were lower than the sixth-order great magicians, that is, there were at least five sixth-order great magicians who were paying attention to the development of the situation.

"Nobles are nobles, I didn't expect that in this small Gubei City, there are actually five sixth-order great magicians!"

He analyzed that one of the five coercions might come from the City Lord's Mansion, and the other four must have come from the heads of the four nobles of Yun, Wan, Wu, and Shan.

"Are you ready?" Shopkeeper Xin glanced at Mu Zifeng and Wan Bin.

Mu Zifeng nodded.

"It's ready!" Wan Bin said, shaking his head.

The thirty-meter-wide street was full of people at the moment, and Mu Zifeng roughly estimated that there were at least tens of thousands of people, and the entire street was paralyzed.

It took a lot of effort for the shopkeeper Xin and the powerhouse of the Demon Emperor Building to clear a field with a diameter of twenty meters, and the monks behind them stood on the trees and houses, playing monkeys. Some of those who have no place are still squeezing forward. And some later, they asked others what was going on here, and when they heard that they could still bet, they all patted their thighs and regretted that they were late.

Looking at the stakes that soared to 12 million, Wan Bin swallowed deeply and spit, and then straightened his thick spine again, because most of the 12 million bets were won by the three of them, as if he had seen himself win.

Not to mention that if they win, Mu Zifeng will lose 10 million, just the bet sharing of the respective families is enough for them to squander for a few months, and if they win, they can still have a good time in the family, what a thing to show their faces and glorify their ancestors.

As for losing, in the face of the Terran boys who have no magic power, can they lose, just kidding!

"Boy, it's still too late for you to admit defeat now, you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin!" Wan Bin pursed his mouth and squinted at Mu Zifeng.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, less crooked!" Mu Zifeng rolled his eyelids.

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