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Suddenly, an old man's voice came from above, "It's all noisy, if you don't like to watch it, get out, the rules have always been very clear, compete at the same level, and there is no age limit." ”

The sound was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt in the ears, shaking the brain, and in an instant, the Yafinch on the field was silent, and everyone trembled.

"You have to buy the eighth game, and if you don't bet, you will go out and deduct two spirit stones. The old man said again, and his voice stopped abruptly.

From beginning to end, Wei Feng didn't see the figure of the old man, his cultivation was so high, and he couldn't see it when he looked up.

The two on the stage, the old man bowed his hand to everyone, pitifully begging for support in the atmosphere, and the middle-aged man was nostrils facing the sky, and the victory was in his hands.

There was a sigh on the field, it was definitely a loss-making business. If you buy the No. 1 old man, you will definitely lose, but if you buy the No. 2 strong man, you will also lose, and the martial arts field will draw two percent, one of which will be given to the winner.

Wei Feng looked at the old man on the stage, feeling a little sad for him, this is the rhythm of bent on death.

Suddenly, Wei Feng inadvertently activated the perspective eye, which instantly passed through the light mask and landed on the old man's body, and he saw that on the old man's thin fists, the densely distributed Gang Qi light spots seemed to be connected.

No, this old man has practiced special exercises and focused on these iron fists.

The women who sold the tickets appeared again, and everyone lost their energy, and they all chose to bet on the No. 2 strong man to win, so that they could reduce some losses.

"Which one do you buy, this boy?" asked the ticket-selling woman.

"You still need to ask, of course buy No. 2. Gu Ting rolled her eyes angrily.

"No, I'll buy one!" Wei Feng said.

"Hee-hee, Childe really has a vision. The woman smiled.

"By the way, can you only buy one per person?" Wei Feng asked again.

"You can buy as much as you want. The woman added very quickly.

"Xiaofeng, what do you want to do?" Gu Ting asked in amazement.

"If you want to bet, then bet big. Wei Feng had a firm attitude, and asked the ticket seller: "How many are there, I bought them all." ”

"Sisters, come here, this boy buys No. 1. The ticket seller shouted excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, all the women who sold tickets came, and there was no chance to change their words. Gu Ting couldn't wait to slap Wei Feng, this kid is clearly a problem boy, he has no ability and no brains and pretends to be big!

But the rule here is that since it is exported, it must be bought, otherwise, the consequences will be serious.

Three hundred, all of them were bought by Wei Feng, Gu Ting's eyes were on fire from the storage bag, gritted her teeth and took out three thousand high-grade spirit stones, eager to chew and eat Wei Feng.

There was an uproar on the field, everyone's eyes were on Wei Feng in the front row, just for a moment, cheers broke out, everyone was extremely happy, the sky had eyes, and finally a stupid rich man appeared.

"I've bought all of the number two!" said a well-dressed young man, standing up.

"Why did you buy it all, what do we win?" said the person next to him.

"Since it's so lively, let's come up with another batch of betting tickets. The voice of the invisible old man in the air suddenly came.

The women immediately retreated, and came up with plates in a moment, in fact, it was simple, it was to change the label of the scene.

"Is there still a No. 1 bet ticket?" Wei Feng got up and asked.

"According to the regulations, the proportions are equal. One of the ticket-buying women responded.

"Xiaofeng ......" Gu Ting didn't have time to dissuade her, Wei Feng waved his hand, "Lao Tzu bought it all!"

shocked the audience, everyone looked at this young man whose cultivation was almost like a mortal, and he even needed someone to help him open the storage bag, oh, it was a young fool, and he was puzzled, is this money that can't be spent, or is there really a lack of roots in his brain?

The No. 2 bet ticket was snatched up in an instant, and the remaining three hundred No. 1 tickets fell into Wei Feng's hands.

Gu Ting's seven orifices were smoking, and six thousand high-grade spirit stones were lost, even though it was not hers, it was distressing to think about it. After all, it seemed that I had spent a lot of money before, and I bought useful things, and none of them were wasted.

The atmosphere on the field was extremely hot, and there were still those who had not been bought, noisy and shouting, and refused to give up.

The old man's voice came from the air again, "Eight hundred more, let's make it whole! That's all, if you can't buy it, accept your fate!"

The screams came and went, and the mood of the scene was extremely hot. Gu Ting immediately panicked and changed to a pleading tone, "Xiaofeng, don't be tossing, they are hacking you." ”

"No, still have to buy it. Wei Feng knew that Gu Ting didn't dare to make a move here, so he insisted on his attitude.

"You, do you believe that I killed you when I went out?"

"Not here anyway, hehe. ”

A moment later, Wei Feng already had a thousand No. 1 betting tickets in his hand, Gu Ting cried, and cried, so she grabbed a No. 2 ticket, and reduced the loss a little.

This is a form of betting, which is equivalent to Wei Feng gambling with the audience, and the chips are on the stage.

The No. 2 strong man cried excitedly, and hugged his fists towards Wei Feng one after another, good man, he is destined to win this competition.

"Old man, I'm optimistic about you!" Wei Feng raised his fist towards the old man to cheer him on.

The old man smiled, bowed to Wei Feng, straightened his waist, stopped looking at the audience on the field, and quietly clenched his fists.

The whistle sounded, and the eighth competition officially began, and the audience was absent-minded, having already predicted the outcome and waiting to go back and count the money.

"It's really killing you. Gu Ting muttered angrily.

"That's my money. ”

"No, it's our money. Gu Ting changed her tone, ripped off the storage bag on Wei Feng's waist, and left after the competition, never coming again.

"Sister, what if I win?" Wei Feng asked.

"You're not going to win, see, the old man is dying. Gu Ting pointed to the table.

The old man was in good shape, he was chased and beaten by a strong man for a while, although he did not hurt his flesh and skin, he was old and weak, and his physical strength was insufficient, so he stopped on one side, bent over and gasping for air.

What made Wei Feng even more embarrassed was that the old man gasped for a while, and actually vomited in one gulp, and the green bile attracted laughter from below.

The bad root of human nature, everyone is looking forward to the old man dying quickly and watching the next wonderful performance.

Wei Feng was at a loss in his heart, but he was not convinced, "Sister, you haven't said it yet, if I win, what will you lose?"

"I won, what did you lose to me?" Gu Ting was certainly not stupid.

"A thousand spirit stones. ”

"You win, I'll warm your bed. Gu Ting didn't care, the old man would die if he didn't fight, and everything he said was the same.

"Talking counts?" Wei Feng said.

"Of course, I swear. ”

In the big gambling game, Wei Feng and Gu Ting set up a small gambling game, for Wei Feng, it was a big deal to teach a long lesson, and it was taken as a spirit stone to be robbed again, but compared to Gu Ting, it became a big gamble in her life, and she unknowingly made the same mistake as Wei Feng.

The strong man on the field, holding his arms and waiting for a while, the old man was not dead, spit out the sticky thing in his mouth, straightened his waist again, and held his skinny fist.

The strong man shook his head, killing such an old man was actually quite faceless, but for the sake of money, he still strode over.

Double wind piercing!

The strong man picked up his fists and smashed them into the old man's head from both sides, and suddenly, the old man's figure suddenly rushed forward, and the iron fist hit the strong man's chest with a pure aura.

Boom!

The strong man was knocked out in an instant, hit the light mask, snapped, face down, and lay heavily on the ground.