Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 409 I got kicked by a pig
Re-open betting for a limited time, so that the people watching the game will be excited again.

No one will let go of this last chance to make money.

What's more, not only bet on the final championship, but also bet on the top four and the two finalists, so there are so many opportunities to make money that make people excited.

In the chaos, a man sat peacefully like a mountain.

He believed that his one hundred top-grade spirit crystals were enough for him to get the most rewards in the final championship game.

Until he heard the conversation next to him.

"Oh, I also said that I was too late to place a bet. Go and help this young man place a bet on the Bone Killing God. Remember, two hundred high-grade spirit crystals are required!"

Mao Wenluo's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously turned around to see who was so proud.

But he saw an ordinary-looking young man sitting behind him, constantly instructing his servants.

"My lord, are you optimistic about the dead bone killing god?" Mao Wenluo leaned over to get close.

The boy raised his eyes suddenly.

It was a very ordinary face, but somehow it gave him a great sense of oppression, as if he was being watched by a poisonous snake.

This feeling disappeared in a flash, making Mao Wenluo almost think that he had an illusion.

The boy twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't like to smile, which made the smile a little stiff.

It's just that the lights in the fighting arena are dim, which is not very attractive.

"Of course, I'm his number one fan! There is absolutely no one who admires him more than me. And, he must also be the champion this time. If I don't place more bets, how can I get more money later?"

The boy's smiling words made Mao Wenluo want to kill the bastard in front of him.

number one fan?Then what is it that he even hired a ghost to kill the god for the dead bone?
Extra money?He watched the dead bone killing god all the way to the quarterfinals, and he suddenly felt angry that the vegetables he had worked so hard to grow were finally overwhelmed by pigs.

But the young man didn't seem to notice his distorted expression at all, instead he smiled and said, "Who did you bet on?"

Mao Wenluo forcibly suppressed the roar of "I'm the same as you!" in his heart.

"I don't have any money, so I just look around and haven't placed a bet yet."

Looking into the young man's eyes, he made a mysterious mistake.

"You have no money?" The young man showed such a pitiful expression on his face that Mao Wenluo almost vomited blood.

"Otherwise, I'll lend you a hundred high-grade spirit crystals, and you can choose one you like to bet on? Although no one else will be able to win the championship, you can vote for the top four."

The boy said with sympathy and enthusiasm.

Mao Wenluo felt his heart beating very fast.

If there are one hundred more high-grade spirit crystals, and then he goes to other people to borrow a little bit, won't he surpass this young man?

Dead Bone Killing God is sure to win, and when the time comes, it will not only be two hundred high-grade spirit crystals.

"Okay!" The man's eyes were slightly congested with excitement.

After hearing his answer, the young man smiled without any surprise, and his smile looked a little strange in the darkness.

Mao Wenluo finally breathed a sigh of relief after throwing out the last 150 top-grade spirit crystals before the end of the betting.

Before he could straighten out his tone, he almost had a heart failure because of a figure that suddenly appeared from the stage.

"The first match, the ghost-faced Rakshasa, against the Fiery Flame Leopard."

Ghost-faced Rakshasa?

Where did this guy come from?
Many people have this question in their minds.

In fact, he appeared too rarely, and his presence was not enough.

"Isn't this the dark horse that defeated several fighters before? He was not eliminated?" Someone thought.

"It's been a long time since he showed up. I thought he was eliminated. How did he make it to the quarterfinals? There will be no shady scenes, right?"

A doubt has been raised, and one after another doubts flooded out like a tide.

The person in charge of the arena hid in the dark, Shi Shiran looked at this chaotic scene, without any intention of explaining it.

He himself was played by this kid, and now it's such a mess, let him solve it by himself.

"Shady!" "Shady!"

With a roar, it swept towards the competition platform.

Even Ye Lanyi's opponent couldn't help showing a weird smile, "I said boy, I don't care how you got into the top eight. Anyway, I won't let you. If you want to survive, you have to get out of here early." .”

Ye Lanyi raised her eyes suddenly.

The man was frightened by the killing intent at this moment, and couldn't help being stunned.

But at this moment, his ass was pushed hard by a strong force, and he was caught off guard and lay down on the fighting platform in a posture of eating shit like a dog.

This scene made the auditorium, which was as noisy as a vegetable market just now, finally quiet down.

In the silence, the sound of a series of beatings was particularly clear.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

Just listening to this voice, everyone felt that their faces were hurting again and again.

It's so insane.

It was clearly a fight, but how did it turn into a one-sided beating?
Also, are the boy's fists made of iron?When fighting people, it is really comparable to Lingbao weapons!
Metal attacks are inherently powerful, Ye Lanyi frantically wrapped his palms with a large mass of metal spiritual power, this is no different from beating someone with an iron rod.

"Has anyone ever told you that villains who talk too much die early?"

Ye Lanyi then raised her eyebrows, and kicked the cannon fodder who talked too much to the stage.

"Master, his ribs and Tianmai are all broken." A staff member of the fighting arena reported to his master with horrified eyes.

Although, blood and death in underground arenas is commonplace.

But it's okay that this kid was all caused by punches and kicks.

What the hell, on the surface, the person who was knocked into the air by him was still intact, who knew the internal injury was so serious.

The heart of this ghost face is really black.

The fighting arena owner smiled wryly and waved his hand.

This is a demonstration against him.

Obviously he wanted to suppress the other party, but every time the other party beat him back in a more brutal way.

It seems that all his little tricks can't hide this boy.

It wasn't until Ye Lanyi clapped his hands and walked off the ring that someone swallowed and said, "I remember that every battle he used to end very quickly."

"This is the dark horse! Why didn't I bet on him just now!" An annoyed voice followed.

And this voice also attracted a lot of echoes.

Only Mao Wenluo sat on the seat with a livid face, as if he had lost the ability to think.

Wasn't he being hunted down by tricks?

How could he appear here intact and unharmed!

The young man sitting behind him, seeing his appearance, evoked a sneering smile, then stuffed the arrears note he wrote into his arms, and left without a sound.

With Ye Lanyi's quickness, the other players' matches seemed to be less exciting.

Even Bone Killer's extremely fast speed to deal with his opponents made many people feel that he was not as good as that young boy.

And when he walked down the competition stage with a gloomy face, he happened to see the young man leaning on the side, and said with a meaningful smile, "Aren't you surprised to see that I'm not dead?"

　Today's old time update, 12 chapters at 2:7 noon, 2 chapters at [-]:[-] pm, okay~
　　
　
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