Global Master

Everyone in Yuedu Pavilion watched Ro Ke's movements intently. They didn't believe that Ro Ke really dared to do something here. The consequences would be really unthinkable.

Someone once worked in Yuedu Pavilion. After all, the underground city has such a long history, but all of them are dead without exception.

Roco, is this trying to follow the footsteps of those predecessors? It’s not too big for the crowd to watch the excitement, and someone shouted in the crowd:

"That who? Although I don't know where you are, you dare not kill Zhao Zixuan if I serve one hundred thousand yuan!"

"Yeah! This is interesting! I bet 200,000 yuan, he dare not!"

The other person echoed what the previous person said.

"Cut! You are really poor! What do you want so much money for in the dungeon? Fun is the most important thing. I bet 500,000 yuan, he dare not kill!"

"I bet 700,000 yuan, he dare not!"

"I bet a million yuan, he dare not!"

"I bet thirty-five yuan..."

"I bet nine hundred thousand..."

………

Everyone bet one after another, and finally found something interesting, which is not common in this boring dungeon.

So everyone was very enthusiastic, everyone more or less placed a bet, but no one gambled that Luo Ke dared to kill Zhao Zixuan, because they didn't believe that Luo Ke could really kill Zhao Zixuan lawlessly.

They believed at best that Ro Ke would at best figure out a way to get Zhao Zixuan out, and then kill him outside the Yuedu Pavilion. As for working in the Yuedu Pavilion, people with broken brains would do so.

"I... I bet... three million yuan... That little brother dare to kill Zhao Zixuan!"

An abrupt voice sounded, the voice was old and hoarse, everyone looked at it, but found that it was the **** old fortune teller, which made everyone scolded:

"Dead old man! Don't mess around here, go out!"

"You are a fortune teller who has so much money, go go, don't let us down!"

"You old man is starting to go crazy again? If it weren't for you to beat people in this month's reading pavilion, I would definitely beat you!"

………

However, when the fortune-teller really took out three million yuan of treasure, everyone immediately became speechless.

"This... this old fortune teller is hidden! Why do you have so much money!"

"Hush! Don't yell! Let's bet with him! Three million yuan, a lot of money, haven't you heard him press that kid and dare to kill Zhao Zixuan? He must lose! The money given to you in vain Don't you want it?"

"Yes, yes! Hurry up and put the money on the table, and find a prestigious principal!"

After everyone calmed down, they quickly and talkatively discussed that they would cheat the old fortune-teller's money, and don't use the money earned in vain.

"Brother Zhang! Are you here to be the principal? You didn't make a bet, and you are very majestic and strong, okay?"

Everyone looked around and finally found a suitable person, so they said to the person they called Brother Zhang.

The man calmly stayed away from the crowd and drank the turquoise liquid that he didn’t know what it was. It wasn’t the boiled water provided in Yuedu Pavilion. It should have been brewed from something, similar to the Qingxin green tea from Xuanyuankong’s home. resemblance.

After he heard the words from the crowd, he turned around. Some square faces with Chinese characters and flat heads were shaved. The other hairstyles on his face didn’t look good. He had thick lips. At first glance, they should It is a person who is always fawning, but his eyes are not the timidity of an honest person, but a gleam of determination and fierceness.

The person called Brother Zhang took a sip of the turquoise liquid in his hand, did not speak, just nodded faintly.

When everyone saw Brother Zhang nodded, they quickly put their bet money on the table where Brother Zhang was sitting. They absolutely trusted this Brother Zhang.

An old fortune-teller was once interrupted by someone with an arm and a leg, and lacked two front teeth, just like an old farmer who has been living in the sun for most of his life. He swayed for a limping one. He also walked to the table and put his own money on it.

"Old man, you are not afraid of losing all, then you lend me money again, I will not lend you a penny."

The man called Brother Zhang said to the old fortune-teller. Hearing what he meant, it seemed that the two people still knew each other.

The old fortune-teller waved his hand, wanting to take a sip of the turquoise drink of Brother Zhang, but Zhang Ge took the lead in taking away the porcelain bowl containing the turquoise liquid. Obviously, he did not want the old fortune-teller to drink it.

The old fortune-teller stared at him, and the result was that Brother Zhang ignored him at all. The old fortune-teller shook his head sadly, and then smiled, revealing two dark holes with two missing front teeth, and said:

"You stingy fellow, after I win this time, I will pay you back the money I owe you. Wouldn't it be one or two million dollars? The old man will survive you."

"You still have the face to say, old stuff, how much trouble you have caused me with this matter, just to deal with you who are deceived by you are not a hundred or eighty, and you happen to meet by chance, you were chased and killed. , I count it, six times, I saved your life six times."

"There are still three days or two to borrow money from me, and it's only one or two million dollars. Ten million dollars is not worth it!"

"Also, when you didn't have a place to live, you didn't live with me that time..."

"Okay! Okay! It's the old man who remembered it wrong. When you win the money, you take all the money you won. I only need my principal of three million."

The old fortune teller didn't wait for Brother Zhang to finish, so he waved his hand and interrupted Brother Zhang. It seems that this brother has suffered a lot of grievances from the old fortune teller.

Brother Zhang suddenly remembered something, and suddenly asked nervously:

"You... where did you get these three million treasures."

After Zhang Ge finished speaking, he looked forward to but didn't want to know the answer.

"Where else can I get it? Take it under the floor of your house! You hide it in that place every time you hide money, and you don't know how to hide it in another place. It's not a bit difficult for the old man, and it's not fun."

The old fortune-teller said casually, as if Brother Zhang's money was his money.

When Zhang Ge heard the expected answer, he broke his forehead. This old fortune teller is simply his nemesis! In order to prevent him from always borrowing his own money, he didn't dare to use it as money in his own space magic weapon, so he could only put it at home and be taken away by the fortune-teller every time.

The old fortune teller looked at Brother Zhang's sad expression, patted Brother Zhang on the shoulder, and said:

"The old man made you suffer. This time, the old man will definitely win. You trust the old man's vision."

Zhang Ge was crying silently in his heart, and didn't want to say a word to the old fortune-teller, and didn't want to look at the old fortune-teller again.

The old fortune-teller had to sigh and say, "I don't understand! I don't understand!" He left the table.

Two flowers bloom, one on each table.

With Roco's eyesight and ear power, of course he knew the stakes here, but no matter what happened, he would not shake his determination to kill Zhao Zixuan.

Roco summoned Xiao Feijian from Kunling's bag day by day. He now prefers to use Xiao Feijian to kill people more and more. It is more convenient, and he can't be splashed with blood. It is also very convenient for the person who was killed. A hit will kill, and there will be little pain.