The bullet was impartial and hit the only remaining eye of the wasteland beast!

The Wasteland Beast let out a scream as it threw away Feng Kewen, who was about to come to his mouth.

No one cared whether Feng Kewen was dead or alive, everyone looked at the man who shot him.

…… It was a young woman in a hunting suit.

The woman was holding a flintlock shotgun with intricate patterns, and her slender figure stood in front of Zhang Rulin, her long hair fluttering in the wind, with an indescribable bewitching energy.

"Godfather, fortunately, I don't disgrace my life." The bewitching woman smiled sweetly, and the bright moon in the sky seemed to be eclipsed.

"Well, step aside." Zhang Rulin said lightly.

The woman put away the flintlock shotgun, shook her hips and slowly retreated, Zhang Rulin turned her head to her henchmen and said, "It seems that the madness potion works well." ”

The staff hidden behind the mask smiled and said as if meritorious: "Produced by the Federation, it must be a high-quality product...... After this battle, Feng Kewen can be said to be disgraced, and he has no capital to compete with you. ”

"Well, good job." Zhang Rulin said approvingly.

After Zhang Rulin's affirmation, the staff was not arrogant or impatient, but asked: "I just don't know why the lord wants to keep Feng Kewen's life?" It would be a good thing that he, a restless fellow, died in this comical battle. ”

Zhang Rulin said lightly: "Do you know why you can only be a staff member and I can become a prince?" ”

"I don't know ......" The staff was stunned for a moment, and then said.

"There is a gap between you and me." Zhang Rulin said.

The staff listened humbly, and Zhang Rulin continued: "Now Feng Kewen is already a clown, is there a deputy commander of the legion who is easier to control than him?" ”

"Not really." The staff replied.

"Isn't that it! Anyway, someone will always stand up and challenge the chair under my butt, so it's better to let Feng Kewen, the clown, stay in front of the chair. Zhang Rulin said what he thought.

My Healing Game

"My lord!" The staff was convinced.

……

Just when Zhang Rulin and his staff were talking about this elaborate "incident", the guards belonging to the gladiatorial arena had already been dispatched!

Escorts armed with weapons of mass destruction execute a blind beast of the wasteland.

After tilting dozens of armor-piercing bullets, the Wasteland Behemoth was killed on the spot.

The irascible killing was exchanged for cheers from more audiences in the gladiatorial arena, and the effect of the show was simply full. At this moment, no one cares about the embarrassing Feng Kewen.

Miss Manners walked to Song Ziyu's side: "Sir, your luck is really good, Lian Hong." ”

Song Ziyu's face was not surprised or happy.

This little money is not enough to excite yourself.

Song Ziyu stared at Gongsun Congyun and said to Miss Etiquette: "Continue to bet on me, I will buy him what the speaker buys, and buy double chips!" ”

Miss Manners pursed her lips and smiled: "Guest, how dissatisfied are you with the speaker?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Ziyu said: "The speaker is bright and great, and cannot be blasphemed. ”

"I see." Miss Manners put away her smile and stepped back.

……

I don't know if Song Ziyu's luck is too good, or if Gongsun Congyun's luck is too bad, in the next few consecutive bets, Gongsun Congyun guessed the wrong direction in a row, and Song Ziyu, who was committed to buying Gongsun Congyun, made a lot of money directly.

Finally!

This taunting skill was discovered by someone with a heart, and after several tosses, it was told to Gongsun Congyun, who was sitting in the main seat.

Gongsun Congyun was originally not very concerned about gambling, but his luck today was too bad, and he failed to double his investment repeatedly, and Gongsun Congyun had already lost a lot of money.

This money is nothing to Gongsun Congyun, but Song Ziyu's anti-buying methods made Gongsun Congyun a little interested.

Gongsun Congyun shot continuously, and several bets were lost.

Gambling is just a pleasant thing, but the continuous failures made Gongsun Congyun unconsciously increase the betting chips, which is a psychological hint that gamblers have.

But increasing the chips can't change the doom of Gongsun Congyun's losing streak.

"Hmph, that's unreasonable! Dare to respond here, my lord, take a break, I'm going to take care of this guy! The leather armor retainers beside Gongsun Congyun were a little angry when they heard this, and they were about to prepare to take care of Song Ziyu.

But Gongsun Congyun stretched out his hand and said, "You are not allowed to act casually without my order." ”

"My lord, what are you ......?" the retainers were puzzled.

For those who offend authority, they should be punished severely!

Gongsun Congyun said lightly: "Gambling and betting are things that are allowed, what reason do you have to stop others?" ”

"What do you say, my lord? You can't let him go! The retainer asked.

"What to do? Of course, he gambled to bankrupt his family! Gongsun Congyun said with a smile.

As he spoke, Gongsun Congyun brought in a large amount of cash.

During this time, the two teams were fighting in the gladiatorial arena, and Gongsun Congyun immediately ordered to increase the chips.

The news reached Song Ziyu, and Song Ziyu did not hesitate to double call.

As the saying goes, Xuan does not save the wrong, and Krypton does not change his life.

Metaphysics can't save Africans!

Because Africans are too dark!

Gongsun Congyun, a who failed to bet again, made a lot of money again.

This made Gongsun Congyun have a fighting spirit, and directly raised the betting chips from hundreds of thousands to one million.

This time, the pressure came to Song Ziyu's side.

Although he won a lot of money, Song Ziyu's net worth was only a few million wasteland currency.

But Song Ziyu still did not change his face, and directly bet two million to continue to buy Gongsun Congyun.

In Song Ziyu's eyes, Gongsun Congyun has already gone home.

However!

Song Ziyu didn't know that he continued to buy the national football team...... Wrong...... Continued anti-buying of the speaker, and the fact that his net worth had reached the villa by the sea spread all over the VIP area like wings, and many bettors were staring at Song Ziyu's path.

Things are starting to get a little out of hand.

Just when Gongsun Congyun thought it was "fun", his subordinates came to report that there was a big problem with the compensation!

Now the "retail investors" who oppose buying the bookmaker have become a prairie fire from a spark, and there is a situation that is out of control.

Gongsun Congyun learned from the mouths of his subordinates that if he continued to lose, his dealer would run away with a bucket.

However...... With a million amount of bets, Gongsun Congyun still lost.

"Hahahaha! Interesting. Gongsun Congyun was amused by his unlucky luck.

"Lord, why are you still smiling, there is a lot of pressure on the money bank to pay now." The staff in charge of managing the money bag was sweating profusely.

Just now, the anti-buying army of gamblers swept away tens of millions of cash in Sweetwater Town at one time.

If this continues, Sweetwater will go bankrupt......