The bullet was impartial and hit the only remaining eye of the wasteland beast!
The wild beast let out a scream and at the same time threw away Feng Kewen who was about to reach his mouth.
No one cared about Feng Kewen's life or death. Everyone looked at the man who shot.
...It was a young woman in hunting attire.
The woman is holding a flintlock shotgun with complicated patterns. She stands in front of Zhang Rulin with a slim figure. Her long hair is fluttering in the wind, and she has an indescribable enchanting energy.
"Godfather, I'm glad you lived up to your destiny." The enchanting woman smiled sweetly, and the bright moon in the sky seemed to be eclipsed by it.
"Well, step back." Zhang Rulin said calmly.
The woman put away the flintlock shotgun, shook her hips and slowly retreated. Zhang Rulin turned to his confidants and said: "It seems that the madness potion is effective."
The staff member hidden behind the mask smiled and said as if he was taking credit: "Produced by the Federation, it must be a high-quality product... After this battle, Feng Kewen has been disgraced. I don't think he has any capital to compete with you."
"Well, good job." Zhang Rulin praised.
After getting Zhang Rulin's approval, the staff asked instead of being arrogant: "I just don't know why my lord spared Feng Kewen's life? It would be a good thing if a restless guy like him died in this funny battle. .”
Zhang Rulin said calmly: "Do you know why you can only be an aide and I can become a prince?"
"I don't know..." the staff member was stunned and then said.
"There is a gap between the way you and I look at the problem." Zhang Rulin said.
The staff listened humbly, and Zhang Rulin continued: "Now Feng Kewen is already a clown. Is there any deputy commander of the army who is easier to control than him?"
"That's not true," the staff member replied.
"That's it! Anyway, there will always be someone who stands up to challenge the chair under my butt. Why not let the clown Feng Kewen guard in front of the chair." Zhang Rulin expressed his thoughts.
"My Healing Game"
"Congratulations, my lord!" The staff member was sincerely convinced.
…
While Zhang Rulin and his staff were discussing this carefully designed "incident", the guards belonging to the arena were already dispatched!
It's no problem for a convoy armed with weapons of mass destruction to execute a blind behemoth of the wasteland.
After firing dozens of armor-piercing bullets, the beast of the wasteland was killed on the spot.
The violent killings brought cheers from more spectators in the arena, and the effect of the show was simply overwhelming. At this moment, no one cares about the embarrassing Feng Kewen.
Miss etiquette quickly came to Song Ziyu's side: "Sir, you are so lucky, you are even red."
Song Ziyu's face showed neither surprise nor joy.
This little money can't make me feel excited.
Song Ziyu stared at Gongsun Congyun and said to the etiquette lady: "Continue to place bets for me. Whatever the speaker buys, I will buy the opposite side of him and double the chips!"
Miss etiquette pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Guest, how dissatisfied are you with the Speaker?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Song Ziyu said hehely: "The Speaker is bright and great and cannot be blasphemed."
"I understand." Miss etiquette put away her smile and stepped back.
…
I don’t know whether Song Ziyu’s luck is really good or Gongsun Congyun’s luck is really bad. In the next few consecutive bets, Gongsun Congyun guessed the wrong direction and devoted himself to counter-buying Gongsun Congyun. Yun's Song Ziyu directly made a lot of money.
finally!
This behavior of maxing out the taunting skills was discovered by someone who was interested, and after several rounds of efforts, he informed Gongsun Congyun who was sitting in the main seat.
Gongsun Congyun originally didn't care much about gambling, but today his luck was really bad. He failed to make multiple bets in succession, and Gongsun Congyun had already lost a lot of money.
The money was nothing to Gongsun Congyun, but Song Ziyu's counter-buying methods made Gongsun Congyun somewhat interested.
Gongsun Congyun made continuous moves, and several bets were in vain.
Gambling is just a matter of pleasure, but the continuous failures made Gongsun Congyun unknowingly increase his betting chips. This is a psychological suggestion for all gamblers.
But increasing the chips cannot change Gongsun Congyun's bad luck.
"Humph, this is so unreasonable! How dare you attack someone here? Please rest, my lord, while I go take care of this guy!" The leather-armored retainers around Gongsun Congyun were a little angry when they heard this, and were gearing up to take care of Song Ziyu.
But Gongsun Congyun stretched out his hand and said: "You are not allowed to take action without my order."
"My lord, what are you doing..." The retainers expressed their confusion.
Those who offend authority should be severely punished!
Gongsun Congyun said calmly: "Gambling and betting are things that are allowed within the scope of permission. What reason do you have to stop others?"
"Then what do you think my lord should do? We can't let him go!" the retainer asked.
"What should I do? Of course he will go bankrupt by gambling!" Gongsun Congyun said with a laugh.
With that said, Gongsun Congyun transferred a large amount of cash.
At this moment, the two teams were fighting in the arena, and Gongsun Congyun immediately ordered to increase the stakes.
The news reached Song Ziyu, who also doubled the bet without hesitation.
As the saying goes, Xuan can't save Fei, and krypton can't change fate.
Metaphysics cannot save Africans!
Because Africans are too dark!
Gongsun Congyun, a nigger, failed in his bet again, and Song Ziyu made a lot of money again.
This gave Gongsun Congyun a fighting spirit, and he directly increased his betting chips from hundreds of thousands to one million levels.
This time, the pressure came to Song Ziyu.
Although he won a lot of money, Song Ziyu's total net worth is only a few million in wasteland currency.
But Song Ziyu remained calm and directly bet two million to continue to counter-buy Gongsun Congyun.
In Song Ziyu's eyes, Gongsun Congyun was already extremely evil.
However!
Song Ziyu didn't know that he had been buying the national football team continuously... No... he had been buying the speaker continuously, and his net worth had reached a villa near the sea. This matter spread throughout the VIP area like it had wings, and many people who placed bets were staring at it. Song Ziyu is on his way.
Things started to get a little out of control.
Just when Gongsun Congyun thought it was "fun", his subordinates came to report that the compensation was a big problem!
Now the "retail investors" who are anti-buying the bankers have turned from a spark into a prairie fire, and the situation is likely to be out of control.
Gongsun Congyun learned from his servants that if he continued to lose, he, the banker, would run away with a bucket.
However... Gongsun Congyun still lost after betting a million dollars.
"Hahahaha! Interesting." Gongsun Congyun was amused by his bad luck.
"Lord, why are you still laughing? The bank is under great pressure to pay compensation now." The staff member responsible for managing the money bag was sweating profusely.
Just now, the counter-buying army of gamblers swept away tens of millions of cash from the Tianshui Town bank in one go.
If this continues, Sweetwater Town will go bankrupt...
