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Chapter 1205 Bet

"Hmph, be careful about your own life. You have entered a den of thieves now and you may not be able to protect yourself."

"Haha, let's see!"

Xia Xueli said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Erpi, there will be no danger for me and dad to be together. You have to pay attention to your safety."

Snap!

The other party hung up the phone.

I hurried back to Widow Town.

At this time, Widow Town was already in chaos.

The matchmaker sent people to clean the cave and try to rescue the sect leader.

I found Bai Judao and asked him to destroy all the datura flowers in Widow Town.

Bai Judao agreed immediately.

I went to the ghost market again.

As soon as I entered the ghost shop, I was stunned.

Zhuang Youxian is like a follower.

I'm giving old man Zhou Changtian a pat on the back.

There was a mean smile on Mr. Zhou's face, as if he had seen money.

I said with a smile: "Zhuang Youxian, you are too attentive."

Zhuang Youxian said with a smile: "Sir, you!"

I looked at the counter, and there were shields and swords on the counter.

Zhuang Youxian said with a smile on his face: "Sir, Mr. Zhou made these things just for fun. It costs nothing at all. I can earn as much as I sell them."

"If we buy it from Gui Lao, it will cost at least five to six million per piece. Now we are really making a fortune."

However, Zhuang Youxian said worriedly: "Mr. Zhou, you are just cooking a few things, don't be so greedy for me."

"Hmph, I only do it for the ferryman and my granddaughter. I don't care about the others."

Zhuang Youxian immediately said to me: "Sir, tell me about him quickly. I'm so anxious."

At this time, Linglong ran in and said, "Uncle, the Gui Lao's martial arts competition has begun. Aren't you going?"

"Go, why not?"

A group of us came to Gui Lao's arena.

Good guy, a bunch of dark brats have surrounded the ring.

On the high platform sat the ghost guy and several referees.

The ghost guy is burly, with an iron-grey face and a hairy beard.

He looks a bit like Li Kui.

There are many little devils competing on the stage.

Most of them have magical weapons in their hands, such as knives, forks, swords, halberds, and shields.

One is bought from Gui Lao's magic weapon shop.

Come to this martial arts competition and let the ghost earn a lot of money.

Every kid who steps into the ring must sign and pledge his name.

Come on, Gui Lao is quite thoughtful.

Even if he was beaten to pieces, nothing could be done to him.

Soon, most of the brats in the ring were knocked down.

At this time, I noticed a strange phenomenon.

The kid on the stage is competing, but the kid off the stage is placing bets.

It turns out that the ghost guy doesn't just want to earn money for magic weapons.

Still playing bets.

I asked why so many brats gathered here.

Not only do I want to compete, but I also want to place a bet.

This ghost guy really has a business acumen, and the little ghosts have been squeezed out of their money.

At this time, a group of fierce ghosts came over.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

"Hey, isn't this little ghost Linglong? Why did you rely on a rich uncle and now you are arrogant? Do you want to make a bet?"

The one who spoke was the fierce ghost who chased and beat Linglong that day.

Linglongyi said disdainfully: "Of course I have to place a bet. How could I miss such a good opportunity to make money?"

Li Gui said arrogantly: "Then you have to think carefully, don't make the wrong bet, you will lose everything when the time comes, haha!"

"Huh, aunt, I have a lot of money!"

"Oh, look, the kid is so confident in his speech now that he has forgotten the time when we were chasing him, shouting and beating him."

"Humph, you better worry about yourselves, don't lose yourself to the point where you can't even afford to wear pants."

At this time, a big ghost with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came up from behind the ghost.

Not only is it difficult to grow, but it is also skinny and skinny.

His eyes narrowed to a slit, and he looked at Linglong and said, "Kid, do you know who you are talking to? You are looking for death."

Linglong grabbed my arm and said, "Ghosts have a grudge. I don't owe you any money now, so don't scare me."

"Hmph, if my ghost wants to deal with someone, do I need to scare him?"

When Gui Jianqiu was talking, more than a dozen fierce ghosts behind him were gearing up.

"The ghost has a grudge. My brother-in-law is very powerful. He will go to a martial arts competition soon. I want to place a bet for him."

Gui Jianqiu looked at me with his small eyes and sneered: "Is it just him?"

"What's wrong with my brother-in-law? None of your men can beat my brother-in-law. Why are you pretending?"

"Huh, if you're not afraid of losing your life, you can go up and compete. How much do you want to bet?"

"One hundred or two hundred, haha, don't be too embarrassed."

I took out 200 million from my bag and said, "Bet on these!"
Chapter completed!
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