"What happened? Can anyone tell me what happened? Why did Li Ao suddenly collapse?"

"Li Ao, stand up, aren't you a victorious general?"

"Damn, my hard-earned money is all gone!"

Jing Ge's attention returned to the fighting arena.

In just a few words, Li Ao, who originally had the upper hand, was suppressed by Leo, his huge body fell to the ground, his shoulder blade position was cut by Leo's scimitar, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

The ground soon filled with a large puddle of blood.

Both of them had multiple places of bleeding, but it was clear that Li Ao was more seriously injured.

"Stand up!"

"Stand up. ”

Countless voices rang out from inside the venue.

Jing Ge's index finger lightly tapped the tabletop, and his eyebrows bent.

"Uncle, you're going to lose. ”

"Hmm. ”

In the fighting arena, the scimitar in Leo's hand was raised high, with a fierce aura, extremely fast, and when Li Ao was injured and fell to the ground, he forcefully inserted it into Li Ao's chest.

A large amount of blood spurted out from the tip of the knife.

Li Ao spat blood from his mouth, looked at Leo with wide eyes, and his blood-soaked hand squeezed Leo's shoulder.

Everyone in the venue watched all this with bated breath, waiting for Li Ao to stand up and resist.

But the hand covered in blood only scratched Leo's shoulder a few times, drew a few blood marks, and then fell weakly.

"Bang. ”

The big thick hand slammed to the ground, the blood on the hand rubbing the wooden floor red.

"Knock knock. The sound of the end of the gong and drum sounded.

The person who played the gong stood in the middle of the stage, trying to hold Leo's hand and raise it, but found that he was not tall enough, and his short body was awkwardly standing beside Leo, who was nearly two meters away.

Shout: "Let's congratulate the winner this time, the biggest dark Mario of the month!"

"Damn, Li Ao really lost. ”

"Lost badly, lost badly. ”

"Ahh ”

Countless miserable wails echoed in the venue.

Those who bet on Li Ao all lost.

"Uncle, you lost. Jing Ge tilted his head and looked at Bai Ye.

"What do you want?" Bai Ye turned his head to look at her.

The deep eyes blocked the commotion around her, and the dark pupils only reflected her petite figure.

"I haven't figured it out yet. Jing Ge clapped his hands and took out the bet slip from his arms: "Look, we're going to make a lot of money." ”

Jing Ge ran to the exchange office with the slip, and the petite figure scurried around in the crowd.

Soon someone noticed her presence.

"Isn't this the kid who bet 30,000 taels of gold on Leo just now? Envy to death, it's really a fool to be a fool! With the odds of nine to one, you can win almost 300,000 yuan." ”

"Ah, I wanted to bet on Leo when I came this morning, all because my ears were soft, and I heard others say that Leo had a foot injury, so I smashed it all on Li Ao, so hateful!"

Voices of envy and annoyance, one after another......

"It's all your fucking fault, if you hadn't told me that Leo was going to lose, Li Ao would have won, and I wouldn't have lost so badly, I'll beat you bastard......"

"Cao Nima, if it weren't for the sake of my brothers, would I have told you about this?

"I'm going to have to beat you to death today, and I won't survive if I go back anyway. ”

"Come on, who is afraid of whom, who is afraid of death is not a hero. ”

Where Jing Ge passed, the two men turned against each other because they lost the money, and they scuffled.

Jing Ge passed by calmly, and a broken straw shoe flew out.