Hearing the double odds, Xu Yang's eyes flickered.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the person who opens the market to open such high odds.

It seems that this fat man is really in a hurry.

Xu Yang smiled, "Since you are so sincere, brother, I don't invest a little silver in it, I really can't stand you." ”

Hearing Xu Yang say this, the fat man's face finally looked good.

"Hehe, the little brother is serious, how much do you mean, and your mind will be done. The fat man smiled innocently.

The one in front of him is a friend of the young castle master of Flying Eagle Castle.

And it seems that Zhang Dashao values this little brother very much, and he doesn't dare to catch this one and go to death.

In contrast, Jia Bufan is a little unscrupulous.

The relationship between Xu Yang and Zhang Tianxiang, he knows much better than that fat man.

However, Jia Bufan hated Xu Yang, and he was almost to the point of hating him.

What's more, in order to pit Xu Yang, he has invested a huge bet of 1,000 taels of silver before and after.

So the current Jia Bufan can't care about Zhang Tianxiang's existence, so he stares at Xu Yang in a daze.

If Xu Yang's bet was too small, he would have to return Zhang Tianxiang's taunting of him just now.

If you can't trap the other party, it's good to get out the evil breath that you hold in your heart.

It's a pity that Xu Yang seems to ignore Jia Bufan's existence at all.

He smiled and said, "That's it, then I'll mean it." ”

After that, Xu Yang directly took out all the more than 1,000 taels of silver tickets in his arms.

Looking at the thick stack of silver tickets in Xu Yang's hand, the fat man's heart suddenly shuddered.

Damn, who are you meeting today?

Why do you dig directly into the house at every turn?

If this kid bets all the silver tickets in his hand, it is really called a wolf in the front, and a tiger in the future.

Such a thick stack of silver tickets must have at least one thousand three or four hundred taels.

In case this kid wins, according to twice the odds, he will have to lose two thousand seven or eight taels of silver.

This result is countless times worse than Jia Bufan's bet of one thousand taels.

So in the next second, the fat man who was sweating all over his body hurriedly piled up the fat on his face, and smiled at Xu Yang: "Little brother, this little brother, let's just get what we mean, don't break too far." ”

He, the dealer who opened the market, wants balance, not to press the gourd to float the scoop.

If the other party bets all of them, he will even have the heart to die.

Hearing the fat man say this, Xu Yang, who was still saying what he meant just now, actually showed a regretful expression.

"Brother, how much silver do you think I should bet so that it is not too expensive?" asked Xu Yang with a tilted head.

Hearing this, the fat man didn't care about the sweat on his face, and quickly pinched his fingers and counted.

Soon, the fat man smiled again: "Little brother, I think it is most appropriate for you to invest six hundred taels of silver." ”

He pinched his fingers and calculated, if Xu Yang could place a bet of six hundred taels of silver, no matter which side won the game, his losses would be minimal.

As for making money, don't think about it this time.

He promised to go out with twice the odds, how could he make money in this gamble?

Xu Yang said from the goodness: "That's good, six hundred taels is six hundred taels, I originally wanted to learn from Brother Jia to spend a lot of money......"

Hearing this, the fat man was immediately tired.

Feelings: This kid is a master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

Just now I said that I was poor and sour, but in a blink of an eye, I actually wanted to learn from others to spend a lot of money.

Damn, what's this shit?

Of course, no matter what kind of happened to him, the fat man decided not to care.

He shouted straight around, "Seal the plate!"

The fat man felt that although he was wide and fat, he could no longer withstand such a fright.

He is just a bookmaker who wants to make a little money, and he is really tired and panicked when dealing with these people who talk about big gambling and hurt their bodies, but they are spending a lot of money in their hands.

In the ring, those two guys were already ready to go.

Hearing the fat man's "seal the plate", these two guys quickly rushed towards each other as if they heard the referee's order.

These two guys are worthy of being old enemies who have fought six duels.

They are extremely familiar with each other's tricks.

Swords and swords, punches and kicks, in the blink of an eye, they were already inseparable.

Under the ring, Zhang Tianxiang, who was confused, didn't care to watch the lively duel in the ring.

At this time, he was staring at Xu Yang with wide eyes.

Originally, he also boasted that he was the person who knew Xu Yang best.

But this wave of operations of the black-hearted shopkeeper, he really can't understand it.

Six hundred taels of silver is not a small amount.

Even when he was the master of the Young Castle in the Flying Eagle Castle before, he couldn't get so much money casually.

And in his impression, this black-hearted shopkeeper is a master who can't afford to make a profit.

How could such a guy who could be a monkey with sticky hair throw so much silver into a puddle?

Abnormal.

This matter is strange from beginning to end.

Suddenly, a thought crossed Zhang Tianxiang's mind.

Could it be that the guy he looked down on, what trick could he have to turn the tables around, and Xu Yang discovered it?

Zhang Tianxiang's heart suddenly jumped.

If that's the case, at least eighty percent of the guys present, including him, are blind.

On the other side, Jia Bufan glanced at Xu Yang several times with a smug face.

He still thought that this kid was a master who didn't eat fireworks in the world, but he still couldn't hold it back.

Hehe, let you be as slippery as a ghost, you still have to eat this young master's footwashing water!

cheated the other party for six hundred taels of silver, enough for this dead boy to cry for a good time.

The guys watching around were also a little absent-minded.

Damn, what do you mean by being more popular than a dead person?

Many of them still think that the nutrition package of two taels of silver at noon is too expensive, but the two young people in front of them have already spent a lot of money.

How can the gap between people be so big?

However, in addition to being lost, they couldn't help but have a little schadenfreude.

Impulsive!

After those two guys on the stage have decided the winners, I think which of you can be happier?

One bet six hundred and fifty denarii.

The other gambled a thousand taels of silver.

When the time comes, no matter who wins or loses, there will always be a family that will bleed profusely.

Hehe, when the time comes, these two masters who spend a lot of money will understand that they, the people who watch the excitement and eat melons, are the ultimate winners.

Under the ring, everyone's expression is different.

In the ring, the duel was at its most intense.

With his slightly better physical condition, the guy from the Tianxiang faction is occupying a slight advantage on the field.

And that disciple of the Ming Sword Tower is slowly falling into the disadvantage of attacking less and defending more.