"50,000 rings, ghost road exhibition match, crush Kanno-sama to win, 50,000 rings!"

Noble Rokuban District, a young aristocrat, accompanied by his girlfriend, bets on a remote and somewhat shabby shop in the aristocratic district.

"I'm sorry, Kamino is not sure of the end, and the bets are only on the noble side and the death side." The store manager was weak, and a reluctant smile on the corner of his mouth expressed his friendliness.

"Then help me suppress the aristocratic side."

The boss of the village was powerlessly taking notes and handing the young nobleman a prize, and he was really sad and happy lately.

The number of people who bet for a week is uninterrupted, but ninety out of five people are on the side of the aristocracy, even if they are controlled, the odds can only be reduced to 1:1.05.

In the past fifty years, the Ghost Dao Exchange Association has not been so valued by the nobility, especially the low-level aristocratic circles.

But this time is different.

The prestige of Kamino itself, the traffic that Hanyu Michizo has brought over the years.

There are also various forces, all kinds of propaganda both openly and covertly.

Not everyone knows the long history of the Ghost Dao Exchange Meeting, but now even the civilians of Wandering Soul Street who have no chance to watch it outside the Jingling Court know that a grand event is about to take place in the Jingling Court.

"Hey, didn't you say that the three big people won the Dao? And the odds of the three major people are 1:15! Win and you'll be rich. ”

The girlfriend stomped on her boyfriend hard.

How easy is it to get rich?

The boyfriend sneered, covering his head as if he was pressing the green hat looming on his head, "Fifty thousand rings, but my living expenses for a month." ”

Really, young people don't know where Hanyu Michizo is good.

To be fair, he is not ugly, but now Hanyu Michizo's inexplicable popularity is even more than that of the Kuchigi family's Hakuya and the Kanno of the Tsunayo family.

My girlfriend hesitated for a moment when she thought about it, she was from a small aristocracy, and her pocket money was not so exaggerated, but she couldn't help but support Giegie, and after hesitating for a moment, she raised her hand very arrogantly, "Press five thousand rings on my giegie." ”

"Okay, thank you, boss." The owner of the lottery station clapped his palms, and the whole person was refreshed.

Unlike those bets, this is for giving money to yourself.

This is the real boss.

My own gambling shop is supported by these female aristocrats.

I feel that the female god of death in the Jingling Court has recently decreased her average IQ.

Sending the two away, the boss crawled on the table again because of exhaustion.

The sun was shining directly on the back of his head, and the twenty-four hours of non-stop work these days made him both painful and happy.

Slits' eyes darkened, and a figure stood in front of them.

He is covered in a coat, his head is covered by a cloth shirt, and his face is also masked.

It was only from his looming lining that the man was wearing a black Death Overlord suit.

Death?

The store manager didn't mind.

There are three kinds of people in the Jingling Court, the god of death, and the noble, that is, the god of death and the noble.

It's just that this person's fat and tall figure feels inexplicably familiar.

"Give me the noble team to win, two million."

"Toto...... How much? ”

Million?

Small gambling pleasure, there are still a few who really want to make a fortune from gambling, and the nobles are also face-saving, and it is okay to earn some pocket money.

After all, the little boss is also a nobleman, so don't be too ugly on your face.

The situation that must be won, in addition to those brainless fans of Hanyu Michizo, there are also real gamblers, who will have trouble with money.

It's just a brain-dead fan and a gambler, coupled with exaggerated odds, that makes his small store profitable.

However, although it is rare, he has seen it twice in general.

But two million is so shameless, he has seen it for the first time, and this size, this voice, is mainly the degree of shamelessness.

The store manager's voice was a little timid, "Who are you, Omaeda-sama?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about?" The fat pig in black shook his head.

"It's really you." The store manager bit his heart, but his tone was still a little surprised.

Stunned, the store manager and Omada know each other.

Omaeda's reputation in the aristocratic district is simply stinky.

If he made money selling second-hand underwear, he would even dare to sell his original underwear.

The store manager has set a very low bottom line for this shameless guy, but he didn't expect him to be so shameless.

I am a contestant and still bet.

The bet is actually won by the opposite side.

"Huh? Can you recognize Uncle Ben too? Omada was angry, "Okay, two million, the beneficiary writes my sister." ”

The store manager was really confused.

What kind of world is this?

The sun shone on Omaeda's face, and it was so holy.

Take your life to make money, you are a ruthless person!

Da Maeda cried with a sad face, in the past, he liked to lead the fish the most, like when the broken bee touched the fish, he jumped higher than anyone else.

This time, as soon as the acting captain of the Michizo touched the fish, the people of Maeda were numb.

In the end, he and Yongyin even hinted at the possible danger of this battle, and these stupid girls actually didn't care about their expressions.

There is also a chrysanthemum.

Pit.

Hug a big wine jar and brag with those female fans.

Up to now, there are a total of twelve ordinary team members, and there are actually two who can't perform the ghost path below the thirty.

The shopkeeper is going to cry too, TMD, no way.

The Maeda family is also a generation of nobles, and in terms of assets, it is still in the forefront of the aristocracy.

Especially a hundred years ago, the Omaeda family fell to death, and there were strong people in the thirteenth team of the Imperial Court for generations, serving as the seat officer and even the deputy captain.

He can't afford to be messed with as a little nobleman.

Sending Omaeda away, the store manager's face was as ugly as eating fly feces.

There is usually this kind of thing, and the fat pig of Omaeda pounces on him as if he smells, gambling or something, and he can't even drink soup.

This time, something finally happened, and Maeda was so shameless that he was so shameless.

Alas, it would be nice to spend some money to get Kimiko Kanno to play a match-fix.

With this bet, his family's assets can suddenly rise to the top twenty of the Jingling Court.

……

Emotions are backlogged.

Just one day before the much-anticipated ghost exchange meeting began.

Jing Lingting Correspondence was supplemented in the middle of the night, reporting on a major event.

The captain of the 11th team, Gengmu Kenba, was seriously injured and transported back to the Corpse Soul Realm.

The entire Circle of Death caused an uproar.

It's not the same as indigo, the indigo dye captain himself has a good reputation and is very gentle.

Many times, people subjectively think that gentleness equals weakness.

For the Grim Reaper, the sword is not something that anyone can carry.

Fortunately, there is ample evidence to prove that Kenpachi was not defeated, and the two sides only fought a draw.

Tianshang Tianzang was also seriously injured and was rescued by a mysterious person.

The two captains, Broken Bee and Shiba Ichishin, are in pursuit.

The situation did not deteriorate, and many captains in the Jingling Court, and even Room 46 were willing to endorse the captains this time, asking Captain Yamamoto to send reinforcements.

But he was rejected by Yamamoto.

As the head of the Grim Reaper team, Yamamoto is not completely unable to refuse the will of Room 46, but every time he refuses, it will cause room 46's anger and backlash.

And the next day's ghost exchange meeting happened to give Room 46 a chance to "rebound".

High-level, noble, Grim Reaper, behind-the-scenes.

The competition between multiple parties made this ghost exchange meeting, which originally symbolized the dark side of the Jingling Court, a layer of blood-colored veil again.