Just when the gamblers were discussing in a low voice, they heard the sound of clanging chains coming from the other side, and everyone looked up, and then saw a burly man walking on the gambling table with an indifferent expression.

His hair was messy, his jacket was crumpled and bloodstained.

Probably fearing that the man would escape, he was still restrained by heavy chains on his feet and hands.

Even so, he still held his head high, his eyes were full of unruly looks, and even the flames on his shoulders were rising.

I was nervous for no reason, the first time I saw the thunderbolt was when the third uncle dealt with the one-eyed corpse king.

At that time, the thunderbolt fire was in high spirits, and after it was voluntarily broken, the whole body of the corpse king who was burned was on fire. From that moment on, I knew that he was a good man.

Even if he is now reduced to a prisoner, he still looks at all directions and doesn't take it seriously.

Mr. Wei slowly stood up and said, "This gamble is about life and death. In the ring, only one person can survive. ”

"Let me first introduce you to the basic situation of the two gamblers......

As soon as the words fell, Thunderbolt interrupted Mr. Wei's words: "Don't talk nonsense! Everyone knows who the Facelings are! There's a lot of, and it's useless to say it! ”

"As for Lao Tzu, it's from southern Henan! Mess with He Wenwu and Big Brother He! The two yang fires on the shoulders are Lao Tzu's housekeeping skills! ”

"It's just that this flame can burn ghosts and corpses, but it can't burn people! If you want to bet, it's best to bet over there, lest Lao Tzu lose and be cursed by you when he dies! ”

A gloomy woman said slowly, "Facelings have a reputation, and I'm not optimistic about Thunderbolt anyway. I'm betting on the Facelings to win, betting on a ghost skin. ”

The big back looked at him and smiled, "Although I don't like Thunderbolt either, I have a fancy for that ghost skin." I'll bet against you, and I'll bet on Thunderbolt to win! ”

With a wave of his hand, someone behind him held a statue and placed it on the table in front of him.

Everyone looked and found that the statue was not a human form, but a yellow-skinned man with his hands folded, and his treasure was solemn.

Although the expression is solemn, there is an evil aura in the bones of the statue.

The gloomy woman glanced at it and said, "Huang Xian'er is a divine sculpture, and the value is enough!" ”

Drawing the plaid shirt smiled, "You all like the Facelings, but I appreciate the ease of the Thunderbolt!" Big! I bet you win! Knock that faceling over later! ”

"My bet is on two specimens of human-faced demon moths! Which one knows the goods and bets with me? ”

Someone said gloomily: "A specimen of a human-faced demon moth? With this thing on your back, you can ignore most of the dangers on the road without a curse, and even the Yellow Spring Unsinkable Corpse won't do anything to you, good thing! I bet! ”

Everyone bet one after another, some betting that the Facelings would win, while others would bet on the Thunderbolt to win.

And every gambler's bet, I look at it a little red.

One of the short gamblers actually took out a life pill, which is said to be a pill that uses a newborn baby as a medicine primer to forcibly deprive the baby of its life and condense into a pill.

After ordinary people eat it, they can perfectly get the baby's original lifespan.

The eyes of the big back head of this thing were red, and he casually took out an eight-sided sword as a bet.

The eight-sided Han sword is said to be the sword of Zhang Daoling in the Eastern Han Dynasty. But whether it's true or not, even I can't tell. Anyway, it is said that for this sword, the disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao have had a lot of trouble with the big back.

All kinds of bets are dazzling, and in this kind of high-end gambling game, no one gambles money at all. The gamble is on everyone's heritage and identity.

Only then did I understand why Chang Wanqing was sneered at as soon as he came. Because although the means of the Jinbei Demon Subduing Hand are not bad, they are standard poor eggs, and there are few good things in their hands.

If he makes a bet, but no one bets because the weight is not enough, not only will he be embarrassed, but he may also be beaten out.

Chang Wanqing bet on Thunderbolt Fire with the Black Soul Banner to win, and the bet with us was a tall, thin man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks. This guy is full of black teeth, not like a good thing, but the stakes are unambiguous, it turns out to be a yin fire that keeps beating.

It's just that the yin fire is weak, as if it is going to be extinguished at any time.

Thunderbolt's eyes flashed, and he laughed: "Everyone, buy and leave, bet on me to win, don't regret it when the time comes!" ”

"Controller! Don't untie the handcuffs yet! ”

I didn't see how Mr. Wei moved, but he heard two soft clicks, and the handcuffs and shackles broke instantly, but before the chain hit the ground, Thunderbolt suddenly reached out, grabbed the handcuffs and shackles, and smashed it towards the faceling.

Almost at the same time, the flames on his shoulders wrapped around his arms, and the handcuffs and shackles had turned into two chains of fire.

The crowd exclaimed, and then drew plaid shirts and shouted, "Good! ”

This time the first strike was strong, and the faceless body quickly retreated, but his hands rotated two steel forks in each hand. This thing is very similar to the weapon used by Raphael in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and the resemblance is even 90%.

As soon as the gambling fight began, I saw the flames shining brightly, and the sound of gold and iron was endless.

The crowd watched intently, then cheered loudly, and some bloodthirsty fellows even stood up from their seats, cursing incessantly.

Neither of them used strange magic methods, but fought with real skills, one knife and one gun, and I was terrified to watch, lest the steel fork of the Faceling would pierce the thunderbolt.

I looked at Chang Wanqing with a pleading gaze, but he shook his head slightly, who dares to stand up at this time, that is, against all the gamblers, this is not a joke.

Just as Thunderbolt was fighting the Facelings, four men in cloaks and covering their faces stood at the door of the Pleasure Casino.

The man in the lead glanced up at the sign in the casino, then stepped inside.

The two guys guarding the door just wanted to ask, and suddenly felt a pain in their necks, and it turned out that the other two men in black had already circled behind them, and with two clicks, they broke their necks.

There was a miasma of smoke inside the casino, and no one noticed that the guards at the door had been killed.

It saw four black-clad cloaks quickly passing through the crowd and already standing at the top of the stairs leading to the second floor.

It was only then that the black-clothed man in the lead took off his hood, revealing a face full of exhaustion.

He said softly: "The thunderbolt fire is on it, and it seems that there are still a lot of people participating in the gambling." Brothers, let's make a windfall today! ”

Someone next to him laughed and said: "Lao He, do you really want to pick a hedonic casino?" This is the property of a black and white consortium, and those ten directors are not easy to mess with. ”

The third uncle tilted his head and glanced at the man, and said, "Lao Huo has been forced to gamble with his life, what are we polite to them?" The black and white group is amazing? Dare to move Lao Tzu's brother, him the same! ”

"Also, one of the people who participated in the gambling this time was counted as one, and all the bets were confiscated! A few brothers split evenly! ”