"The surname is Xu, don't try to quibble, I know that you look down on our Tianxiang faction from the bottom of your heart. Jia Bufan, who had a cold face, directly buttoned a big hat to Xu Yang's head.

Xu Yang's face turned pale, and he said seriously: "Brother Jia, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, the entire Tianxiang Sect, I know you and Miss Qin, and my relationship with you is not bad, why should I look down on the Tianxiang Sect?"

Jia Bufan was immediately angry.

This kid actually dares to say that he has a good relationship with himself?

Fuck you, aren't you bullshitting?

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people around and it was difficult to start, Young Master Ben would be eager to draw your tendons and eat your meat now.

Of course, this kid surnamed Xu is not exactly, at least his senior sister Qin is talking and laughing at this kid.

Thinking that Qin Ruoyu was actually better to this kid than to his senior brother, Jia Bufan's heart became angry.

If it weren't for this kid who tried to frame him three times and twice, how could his junior sister ignore him?

In the next second, Jia Bufan glared at Xu Yang angrily and said, "The surname is Xu, don't be there to show off your tongue, I'll ask you, do you dare to bet with me?"

Xu Yang sighed and said, "Brother Jia, why bother......?

Without waiting for Xu Yang to finish speaking, Jia Bufan directly interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense, surnamed Xu, I bet two hundred taels of silver to bet on the victory of my fellow disciples of the Tianxiang faction, do you dare to follow?"

After speaking, Jia Bufan didn't care whether Xu Yang agreed or not, and immediately took out two hundred taels of silver tickets from his arms and threw them into the fat man's hand.

The one on the stage is not only his classmate, but also one of his followers.

So Jia Bufan clearly knew that in the battle three months ago, his henchman won neatly.

Even if the previous encounters are added, his followers are also with a record of 4 to 2, taking the priority.

The fat man who passively took the silver ticket was full of pain.

Before he said the word seal, he couldn't refuse someone else's bet.

Otherwise, he would not be able to continue his business.

However, he really didn't want to take the order on that guy from the Tianxiang faction now.

The opening of the market is about a balance.

The adjustment of the odds is to make the game reach a balanced state.

Because only when the bets on both sides reach a balanced state, he, the banker, can make a steady profit without losing money.

But now, the bet has been completely tilted in favor of that guy from the Tianxiang faction.

Coupled with these two hundred taels of silver, the bet on that kid from the Tianxiang Sect has exceeded eighty percent.

If his fellow player standing in the ring loses the game in the end, he will lose a lot of money on the market opened today.

Now, the fat man can only put his hope on Xu Yang.

If Xu Yang can bet two hundred taels of silver, this unbalanced situation will be able to get back a small half.

So after taking the two hundred taels of bets thrown by Jia Bufan, the fat man refused to shout out the word seal.

It's a pity that in the face of Jia Bufan's provocation, Xu Yang seemed unmoved.

He shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Brother Jia, there's really no need for that!"

Before Jia Bufan could answer, Zhang Tianxiang, who was standing on the side, said with disdain: "Cut, shouting so fiercely, I thought I would make a big bet, but I didn't expect that I would only invest two hundred taels of silver." ”

Hearing this, the pile of fat meat on the fat man's face suddenly trembled.

Uncle, you kid doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, if that guy's bet goes on to get bigger, Lao Tzu will go bankrupt.

If he hadn't known that this kid was the young castle master of Flying Eagle Castle, he would have to open his mouth to scold his mother.

Fortunately, after Zhang Tianxiang said cool words, he actually took out a silver ticket, played it with some reluctance, and then threw it out.

"Fatty, I'll bet fifty taels of silver to bet on your Mingjian Lou to win. ”

Although he was a little reluctant in his heart, he still felt that the guy from the Tianxiang Sect would win.

But the black-hearted shopkeeper is on the same page with others, can he, who is the second child, not make a little statement?

Anyway, in the past three days, he has earned a hundred taels of silver from Xu Yang.

Even if you lose these fifty taels of silver, it is not a loss.

"Haole, fifty taels of silver, odds of seven times one, Zhang Dashao, you take this list, I wish you a fortune. The fat man smiled.

This time, he can be regarded as forgiving Zhang Tianxiang for opening his mouth.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

What's more, with the current odds, the fifty taels of silver are almost enough to pay the bet of the two hundred taels of silver.

On the other side, Jia Bufan was already furious.

He just wanted to provoke the kid surnamed Xu to make a move, so that the kid would suffer a loss.

As a result, instead of making a move, the other party caused him to be ridiculed by the boy from the Eagle Castle.

What's even more infuriating is that after the kid from Flying Eagle Castle finished saying cool words, he actually only bet fifty taels of silver.

Isn't his uncle's insulting?

In the next second, Jia Bufan took out all the silver tickets from his arms and threw them all into the fat man's hand, "Bet on my fellow winner!"

Isn't it just a few broken money? What Young Master Ben has is silver.

Holding the stack of silver tickets that Jia Bufan threw over, the fat man of Ming Jianlou was already bitter on his face.

After counting, this stack of silver tickets is eight hundred taels.

The gambling game has been completely unbalanced, and now with such a large sum of silver, it is still impossible to let people live?

Damn it, I knew this was the case, just now after taking Zhang Tianxiang's silver ticket, he should have made a decision and directly shouted to seal the plate.

After opening the list with a bitter face, the fat man turned his eyes to Xu Yang for help.

Boy, you should also cast a little, otherwise the fat man will not be able to eat today.

At this time, Jia Bufan also stared at Xu Yang with contempt.

Zhang Tianxiang laughed at him just now, but Jia Bufan was all on Xu Yang's head.

Boy, aren't you capable, and you also make a big bet with Young Master Ben.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Yang was still calm and relaxed.

He smiled and gave Jia Bufan a thumbs up: "Brother Jia is really generous, I really admire it tightly." ”

Then he arched his hand towards the fat man of the Ming Sword Tower, "This old brother, don't pin your hopes on me, I'm poor, but I'm not as rich as Brother Jia." ”

The fat man hurriedly shouted: "Little brother, don't mind, you can also bet a little bit, in this way, how about I give you twice the odds?"

The fat man is really in a hurry now.

As Xu Yang said before, a small gamble is pleasant, and a big gamble hurts the body.

Originally, this gamble was enough to choke, but now with such a large amount of silver pressed by Jia Bufan.

Although his body is wide, he is also a little unbearable.