"Lend me some money." Long Wudi looked at Nanfeng seriously.
Nanfeng raised his eyebrows and already guessed what Long Wudi wanted to do.
"Are you going to be a gambling dog?"
Long Wudi shook his head: "This is not called gambling, this is called guaranteed profit without loss."
Don't say it, really don't say it
Nanfeng nodded slightly, with Long Wudi's strength, becoming, that is not a matter of throwing water.
Can this be called gambling? Is this called financial management?
Nanfeng immediately took out all the money he had on him, which he had saved to buy the Unparalleled Secret Gold.
During the recent period, Nanfeng and Long Wudi have hunted many ferocious beasts outside the city and made a lot of money.
Coupled with the money they got from other channels, the two scraped together and barely scraped together 1.3 million copper coins.
not bad.
"Brother Long, what are Yan Mingzhe's odds now?" Nanfeng asked.
Long Wudi thought about it for a moment: "Yan Mingzhe's odds of advancing seem to be 1 to 113, which is not much."
"The odds are 113," Nanfeng did some quick mental calculations, "It's a bit small to only earn 1.69 million from a principal of 1.3 million."
After a pause, Nanfeng spoke again: "What about Yan Nujiao's odds?"
Long Wudi stretched out five fingers: ""
Odds more than five times hiss
Nanfeng was a little excited. If he won, it would be equivalent to five times the principal.
Long Wudi chuckled and said: "According to the professional evaluation of Black Gold Casino, Yan Nujiao, who only has two followers, has almost no chance of promotion, so her odds are very high."
Nanfeng made a gesture and was about to walk out: "Then what are you waiting for? The game is about to start. Let's hurry up and place our bets."
Long Wudi waved his hand: "Don't worry, I've already inquired, and you can place bets after the game starts."
"And I also found out that the odds at Black Gold Casino change in real time."
“We can completely control the odds, hit the highest point, and become rich overnight.”
Nanfeng was a little confused: "How do we control the odds?"
He really doesn't know much about gambling. When he was at Blue Star, he only worked as a gambling dog in Genting. He had never even touched playing cards in real life.
With Nanfeng's experience, he really couldn't figure out how to control odds.
"We can do this and this, and then hey hey hey"
Long Wudi leaned into Nanfeng's ear and told him his plan.
After hearing this, Nanfeng exclaimed: "It's awesome, it turns out you can still play like this."
"Brother Long, you are really awesome. You can figure out how powerful this move is in such a short time." Nanfeng admired him from the bottom of his heart.
Long Wudi waved his hand calmly: "The more you experience, the more you will know. Do you still remember what I told you about being an undercover agent in a Burmese store? I have seen countless fraud methods. This trick Far from great."
"Betting on dogs will lead to nothing in the end. Of course, I don't care. I have strong self-control and am not afraid."
"Okay, no more nonsense, the game will start soon. You go back first and leave the rest to me."
Nanfeng nodded and quickly slipped out of the public toilet.
In Yan Nujiao's exclusive preparation hall.
Yan Nujiao patted her chest and looked at Nanfeng with a hint of blame: "I thought you ran away from the battle."
"That's not possible. I, Lu Xiaobu, rely on my integrity to travel around the world. Since I have accepted your commission, how can I run away from the battlefield?" After a pause, Nanfeng added, "Besides, you haven't given me the money yet. .”
Yan Nujiao: ""
Man Ning interrupted the two of them: "Okay, let's enter the field, the game begins."
At this time, contestants were already entering the martial arts arena one after another with their followers.
Nanfeng and the other three also strode out.
The King of Fighters martial arts arena is very large. There are eight arenas in the middle, each arena is as big as half a football field.
Each arena is shrouded in a powerful defensive formation. Attacks below level 40 cannot break this defensive formation. This is used to prevent the aftermath of the battle from rushing into the audience.
"Zhao Xiao, come on Zhao Xiao, come on"
"Vanuqing, come on, I've put all my wealth on you."
"Hurry up and start. Why haven't you started yet? I can't wait."
Waves of shouts came from the audience, and the atmosphere at the scene was slowly reaching a climax.
The name of the first test question was already on the stage, and Nanfeng saw that Long Wudi was also on one of the stages.
He couldn't help but his face darkened, and he asked Yan Nujiao in a low voice: "How many points does Yan Mingzhe have now?"
Yan Nujiao lightly opened her red lips: "7 points, what's wrong?"
"" Nanfeng took a deep breath, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."
Sure enough, betting on dogs will lead to nothing in the end.
He shouldn't have agreed to the bet with Long Wudi
"Quiet."
Suddenly, an old and indifferent voice echoed throughout the martial arts arena.
The audience members sitting in the auditorium closed their mouths and looked at the sky above the martial arts arena.
An old man with wrinkles on his face sat cross-legged in the air.
He looked so sleepy that everyone who looked at him was afraid that he would fall from the sky.
"Now, I will announce the rules of tonight's martial arts tournament."
The old man took out a piece of parchment and read it word for word at an extremely slow speaking speed.
The rules of the competition are similar to those mentioned by Yan Nujiao, except for a few more restrictions, such as: no killing blows, the opponent cannot continue to attack after admitting defeat, and cannot deliberately delay time, etc.
After the old man finished reading the contents on the parchment, he waved his hand, and a large white mist appeared over the martial arts arena.
In the white mist, a clear projection raised an eyebrow: "Oh, this is an IAX ultra-clear giant screen cinema."
In this way, the entire martial arts arena audience can clearly see the situation in each arena.
The old man in mid-air glanced around the martial arts arena with his cloudy eyes, and then said indifferently: "The game begins."
As these four words fell, the entire martial arts arena erupted into fierce shouts and roars.
Yan Nujiao looked at Nanfeng and the two: "Remember the tactics I just mentioned. Let them fight first. You wait until they have no fighting ability before you come on stage. Do you understand?"
Man Ning nodded: "Understood."
Nanfeng didn't answer and strode towards the center of the arena.
Other followers also entered the arena, and together with the eight in the ring, there were a total of 33 teams on the field.
They represent more than 20 large families in the three empires.
The competition has just started now, and no one is in a hurry to get on stage, but wants to wait for others to make the first move.
The situation was temporarily frozen.
When the audience saw this, they started shouting and cursing.
"Hurry up and fight. We paid money to watch you fight, not to watch you glare at us."
"The strength of Arena No. 7 is so weak that no one dares to challenge it."
"If you don't dare to go on stage to challenge, then it's a shame. Let's just let the eight people on the stage advance."
"Genema, refund the ticket"
On the ring, Vanuqing's follower Asamu smiled contemptuously: "You are all a bunch of cowards. You don't even have the courage to take the stage to challenge. You are just waiting to reap the benefits. What a bunch of cowards."
"Then just hold off. Anyway, I will advance in half an hour."
As he was talking, Asamu saw Nanfeng in the crowd and immediately shouted: "Hey, that little dwarf over there, weren't you very arrogant just now? Do you dare to come up and challenge our team?"
Nanfeng glanced at Asamu and sneered in his heart: "If I don't beat the shit out of you later, I think you'll be clean today."
But Nanfeng doesn't plan to challenge Asam now. He needs to act according to Long Wudi's plan and control the odds first.
I saw Nanfeng striding towards the No. 5 ring and taunting loudly: "You are Yan Mingzhe's followers, right? Your boss was rude to me during the day, and I want to teach you a lesson now."
On the ring, the five big men except Long Wudi were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, there is something wrong with this guy's brain. You are a level 36 guy, just stay on the stage and take care of yourself. You really dare to go on stage and challenge.”
Man Ning also panicked and quickly came behind Nan Feng and grabbed his clothes: "You are crazy."
Nanfeng grabbed Man Ning's wrist with his backhand, and without saying a word, he jumped onto the ring with her.
"I want to challenge Arena No. 5" Nanfeng raised his hand and shouted.
"Accurate." The old voice echoed in the martial arts arena, and the defensive formation of Arena No. 5 instantly lit up.
"Yo ho, someone is on stage"
"The fight is about to begin. Sit down quickly."
"Let me see, hey, these are Yan Nujiao's followers. Aren't they the followers of Yan Mingzhe who challenge them? This is an internal fight."
"Are you trying to delay the referee? I'm reporting them for cheating?"
"Brother Shen"
"Um"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
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