Longshen FB Club, the home team's training base.

"Brother Prison Owl, I heard that you bet 50 million this time, betting on that Lin Huang, who has been very popular recently, to lose?"

At the end of the day's training, five members of the FB home team plus two substitutes were in the lounge to make up for the recent famous foreign game, and a silver-haired foreign girl quietly moved her seat to Han Prison Owl's side.

He was jealous of the talent of the foreign teenager in the video, his face was ugly, his stomach was full of anger, and he couldn't figure out why he didn't have such a talent.

Those who are familiar with him know that it is light to talk to him at this time, and to be scolded by his head and face.

But the silver-haired girl did just that, and did it without scruples, it didn't matter, as if she wasn't afraid at all.

Han Prison Owl glanced at her, and sure enough, he didn't get angry, but showed a slightly flattering smile.

"Christina, how do you know?"

The silver-haired girl, Christina, smiled angelically and said, "Sister Sanhua told me."

She has a noble temperament, just like a real princess, ordinary people will think that she is a character who came out of a fairy tale at a glance, and the story made up in her brain is that the noble princess grew up to the age of marriage, and her father held a duel for her in the country to recruit relatives.

Han Prison Owl changed his posture to what he thought was cool, and looked at another girl sitting opposite him with a smile, "Oh, Miss Sanhua, why do you tell others everything?"

The girl smiled and said in broken Chinese, "Christina San can't be considered "someone else", right?"

Seeing this, several other male contestants next to him stopped to study the object on the screen and looked at him with a smile on their faces.

The others didn't have much to care about, and Han Prison Owl's gaze only stayed on the face of the boy who smiled the most.

Because he knows very well what kind of cruelty and horror is hidden behind this honest smile.

World-class backbone [Susa General] Matsushita Meitaro, ID-Meiso, a terrifying figure who once led the Sakura national team to win the world third place, came to Longchao entirely because of money, and basically has no opponents in the domestic league.

Then Han Prison Tyrant heard a string of Chinese from the man's mouth that was even more lame than the girl just now.

"Did the Prison Owl Jun get married to that young man named Lin Xiao, Liang Zi?"

Han Prison Owl's smile stiffened, and he waved his hand and said, "No, no, I just have inside information, and I am sure that he will lose this time, and I just want to take the opportunity to make a profit."

"Oh?"

Matsushita Meitaro raised his eyebrows, revealing an expression of interest.

"Is the Prison Lord's news reliable?"

"Of course, I've always had reliable insiders."

After Han Prison Owl finished speaking, he didn't explain in detail, so he smiled proudly, quite a gambling god.

The foreign aid of the two cherry blossom countries glanced at each other, and they both saw business opportunities in each other's eyes.

They seem to feel that everyone has invested 50 million at once, isn't this the most direct proof that the news is reliable?

So the two of them immediately became interested and asked Han Prison Owl if they could join in.

"Brother Matsushita and Miss Sanhua are interested in making a deal? Yes, of course, I wonder how much money you are going to invest? Is it a small gamble to relax, or is it a big one like me?"

He was thinking about how many odds he should say later, so that he could make the difference.

Panasonic smiled honestly and said that I don't understand these things with a stupid brain, so let's get 50 million like the prison lord.

Several other team members next to him were shocked.

The cherry blossom girl next to her, Sanhua, laughed and squeaked, "Oh, Meiso-san is so big, it's amazing!" I don't dare to bet so much, so let's get 5 million."

Han Prison Owl sneered in his heart when he heard this, his feelings are that he knows that I have always been smart and does not suffer losses, I have won nine times out of ten bets, and I will follow me to get those stupid. Blame the wool for the gamble, right?

It doesn't matter, you scold them, I'll scare you.

"Yes

Yes, no problem." He smiled and said, "But there is one thing I have to make clear to you, 50 million is not a small amount, and it is certain to lower the odds."

"Oh? So what are the odds?"

"How do I know this, the dealer has the final say, but don't worry, follow me to press the edge, you will not lose."

Seeing that he looked like he was packing tickets, Meiso and Sanhua looked at each other and smiled, feeling that this matter was stable.

But Christina didn't think so, and retorted in fluent Chinese: "I think that Lin Huang has been performing very well recently, although he is playing in the second league, he still has a good record of not losing a game and going straight to the quarterfinals, right?"

Han Prison Owl smiled disdainfully, "He can remain undefeated against those rookies in the playoffs, let him come to our Dragon Super to try?" Don't you see all the out of him."

Christina tilted her head, "But didn't he just beat you up?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the base stopped and laughed wildly.

Han Prison Owl's face was instantly gloomy to the extreme, and he defended, "Can't you see that it's those garbage from the second team that is holding me back? If he fights our team, I promise to beat him so much that he doesn't even know his mother."

Christina agreed, nodding and smiling.

Immediately, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the girl said in a pitiful tone, "If only he could come to our club."

It doesn't matter if someone's dark face is, everyone agrees with me every word.

"That's right, the ultimate burst of what his hand is called the Demon King Armament is really powerful, and it is the foundation of the six-star battle spirit, if he can come to our team, it is estimated that our Dragon Super champion this year will be stable."

"Indeed, although he doesn't have many soul skills, the characteristics of ordinary attacks are really strong, his hands are long, he can attack five targets at the same time, and the ultimate burst can be strengthened twice, it's just open!"

"The shooter position doesn't need to be a lot of bells and whistles, ordinary attacks are really powerful."

Finally, one of them couldn't stand it anymore, coughed, and said:

"Not necessarily, it depends on how well he fits into our team system."

Han Prison Owl couldn't help it, suddenly laughed a few times, and said, "Joke! A guy who can't even get together the "five skills", no matter how strong the foundation is, it will be useless wherever he goes, not to mention our team, even the lower-level team that goes to Longchao is destined to be hidden."

Everyone stopped talking.

The atmosphere is understood in seconds.

"I'd better go back and continue to study my solo opponent."

"It's time for my real-time tactical strategy to be updated."

"I'm going to pick up a cup of milk tea."

As soon as the silver-haired girl got up, there was a sound of help in the lounge.

And then there is the familiar sentence "Okay, good, what kind of cup you want, I'll write it down."

Han Prison Owl looked at the princess who was close to the people with a smile, and thought that needless to say, the other party also knew his preferences, but he didn't expect Christina to directly tilt her head in confusion, which made him angry.

"Blackberry Chiyo frozen milk, big cup thank you."

"Roger."

The girl made an OK gesture, wrote it down in a small notebook, and walked out of the room.

He looked at the other party's back, and cursed secretly in his heart.

This damn little hairy girl is just a wild seed, and she really thinks of herself as a character.

Wait, one day you'll be kneeling at my feet, not the Ranger Princess Crisina, but my hellish!

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