In the underground casino of the club, the table in the northwest corner is surrounded by guests.
His face showed surprise from time to time.
"The bet is over 100 million!"
"Except for the first one, this lady has lost four games in a row. The limit of the Fang Family VIP Gold Card has been exceeded by a lot."
"..."
The people watching around couldn't help but whisper.
Ye Ling'er's face was red now, her eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly, she stared at the sieve cup in front of her, biting her silver teeth.
"Open it!" Ye Linger gritted her teeth and said.
"good."
"call!"
"One, two, three, six o'clock, young lady, you lost again. The club's VIP gold card is over the limit, and you still owe 40 million."
Sitting opposite was a young man in a suit, who looked to be in his mid-twenties and quite handsome. He was speaking with a smile on his face.
Hearing this, Ye Linger's expression changed suddenly.
"How is that possible! I only lost five games, one game worth 10 million. Adding the hand I won before, I should have 10 million left." Ye Ling'er couldn't help but stand up.
Sister Fang gave her a VIP card with a limit of 50 million.
The young man in a suit sneered.
"The rules of this station are that every time you lose a hand, the bet will be automatically increased by 10 million. If you lose 5 hands, you will lose 100 million."
"After deducting the 10 million you won before, you still owe 40 million."
The young man in a suit spoke slowly.
Ye Ling'er's face gradually turned ugly. She never brought money with her when she was in Donglin City. She was anxious to leave this time and was not prepared.
She didn't know the rules on this stage beforehand.
"I...I won't bet anymore." Ye Linger's face changed uncertainly, and she stood up at the same time.
"oh?"
"Do you want to default on your debt?" The young man in the suit raised his head, stared at the girl opposite and asked word by word.
As soon as these words came out.
The eyes of the guests in the venue also fell on Ye Ling'er at the same time. The person present had some status in Blackstone City and was worth a lot of money.
Most people who can come here to play will sneer at people who are deadbeats.
Ye Ling'er's eyes suddenly widened and her face turned extremely red.
In her dictionary, there is no such word as default.
"Nonsense! I never default on my debt. Isn't it just 40 million? I don't have it. My brother must have it. Just wait."
After Ye Linger said that, she was about to turn around and leave the stage.
The young man in a suit stared blankly.
"snort!"
"In our Fang family's place, you can come whenever you want, and you can leave when you want to if you owe a debt?" The young man in a suit snorted coldly.
Behind him, two tall men took a step forward.
The ordinary guests around him subconsciously took a step back, feeling an inexplicable panic.
As a warrior, Ye Ling'er felt even more intensely.
Two sharp qi energy locked on her whole body, and the rolling feeling felt like the opponent was at least a martial arts master.
Ye Ling'er froze. She couldn't accept such a thing as defaulting on the debt. She would be in the wrong and couldn't say anything.
"You...what do you want?" Ye Ling'er pursed her lips.
The young man in a suit chuckled.
He glanced at Ye Linger in front of him, and then withdrew his gaze.
"Mr. Murong, I leave it to you." The young man in a suit said with a smile.
The words have not yet fallen.
In the direction of the inner hall, a young man in a wheelchair, covered with bandages, was being pushed out.
It was none other than Mr. Murong Bai.
"Take off... take off your clothes!"
"One...Five million for one piece of clothing. Let's talk after we take it off." Murong Bai's ability to speak was somewhat leaky.
Behind him, in addition to the three martial masters within a hundred days, there were two more middle-aged men with deep eyes, expressionless faces, and a unique temperament that could not hide their aloofness.
Just glancing at Ye Ling'er, she felt the strength all over her body, as if she was instantly imprisoned.
"Grandmaster of the Divine Realm!" Ye Linger's face became even more ugly.
Her eyes turned to Murong Bai in front of her: "It's you..."
If I had known better, I should have wiped his neck this morning.
"Damn you bitch!"
"I am willing to admit defeat. It is a matter of course. Everyone present can see it. What else do you have to say now?"
"If you don't have money, just take it off."
Murong Bai grinned and sneered, his tone unquestionable. Looking at the helpless look of the people in front of him, he felt a sense of physical and mental relief.
The eyes of everyone watching suddenly brightened up, and evil smiles appeared on their faces.
It’s worth watching the excitement!
"This young lady, now that she has entered the venue, she should abide by the rules!"
"Yeah, five million for one item, you're guaranteed to make a profit without losing anything."
"..."
The guests in the venue started to cheer.
The crowd burst into laughter.
Ye Ling'er gritted her silver teeth even more tightly and was so angry that her whole body was shaking. If the other party hadn't had a master standing behind her, she wouldn't have been able to help but rush forward and wipe her neck.
"You...I didn't say I wouldn't pay you back. Just wait for me for fifteen minutes. I, Ye Ling'er, promise you that I won't owe you a penny."
Ye Linger gritted her teeth and spoke.
After that, he turned around and left the table.
"Stop...stop! Did I let you go?" Murong Bai shouted coldly, with resentment flashing in his eyes.
Almost at the same time.
The old man in the daytime behind him took a step forward.
An invisible sense of oppression came over me.
"Whoosh!"
"..."
Ye Ling'er had no time to react, and the black skirt on her body was torn in half, revealing the white chest in front of her.
Everyone in the venue focused their attention at the same time.
The smile on his face grew a little wider unconsciously.
Ye Ling'er's eyes flashed, she covered her body with a look of grievance on her face. The power in her body was running, and she wanted to resist.
"call!"
"Buzzing..."
Another wave of air came, and the pressure was a whole level higher than before, making Ye Ling'er unable to move. m.
"Squeak..." The sound of the black skirt tearing.
Murong Bai moved the wheelchair forward and stared forward with great interest.
Just at the critical moment.
Ye Ling'er's body suddenly trembled, and she felt a familiar breath. The pressure on her body instantly dissipated, and her body felt warm.
"Brother." Ye Linger's eyes flashed.
Even if she loses the bet, she can't beat others. She has lived in Donglin City since she was a child. She has never suffered such a loss.
"It's okay, brother is here." Ye Wentian's figure, at some point, had already stood in front of Ye Ling'er.
He took off his jacket and put it on his little sister.
Ye Ling'er trembled slightly, hugged her body unconsciously, and buried her head in his chest. It was only at this moment that she realized the danger outside.
Ye Wentian patted the head of the man in front of him, and then he slowly raised his head, the coldness in his eyes evident.
"Does it look good?" Ye Wentian murmured.
"Buzz!"
"puff……"
The guests who were watching in the venue were trembling violently, and they stepped back repeatedly. They spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, with a look of horror on their faces.
"Ye...Brother Ye, please show mercy." Fang Mengyi also followed in at this time and was startled by the scene in front of him.
at the same time.
The young men in suits at the table in front, the three martial arts masters of the Murong family, and the two divine masters all raised their heads and locked eyes on Ye Wentian.
Some people died, but not completely...
