Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"If you strongly disagree with gambling, you can only act according to the rules of our shops."

The two strong men, one left and one right, put Xia Qingchen up and said, "Son, we have to send you to the cell first to wake up, but we can't guarantee that you will be alive."

Xia Qingchen "frightened," said in a hurry: "Wait! I bet, can't I bet?"

The two strong men put it down and smiled knowingly.

There is no fat sheep who come here to obey obediently.

The boss smiled kindly again, took out a form and placed it in front of Xia Qingchen: "What level do you want to bet on?"

Eight items are clearly marked on the form.

The first is to refine the lowest level of space nirvana. If the refinement is successful, a hundred grains of space sand will be sent. If it is unsuccessful, the refiner will have to compensate the shop for a thousand grains of space sand, which is converted into a currency of ten. Gold coins.

This is the savings of ordinary people for ten years, and it is still a case of frugality.

The second kind is to refine the space nirvana, which is slightly superior. If successful, two hundred grains of space sand will be sent without success, and 20 gold coins will be compensated.

By analogy, the highest project is to refine a building-sized large space ninja. If it succeeds, it will give a thousand grains of space sand. If it is unsuccessful, it will compensate 100 gold coins.

This is really a great deal!

Shops will lose at most one pair of space ninja materials at a cost not exceeding one fiftieth of the compensation.

If the opponent is not a spiritualist, even a grain of space is not wasted.

"Son, choose a pair of gambling items." The boss smiled.

Xia Qingchen's face was ugly, hesitantly chose the first one: "Just this, lose at most ten gold coins."

The boss covered the palm and covered this one, saying, "The first one will not work."

"Why?" Xia Qingchen said.

The boss said: "You just said that you are asking for 10,000 grains of space sand. This project does not meet your requirements."

Xia Qingchen gritted his teeth: "The first one won't work, so I'll choose the second head office."

"Not good!"

The boss settled Xia Qingchen's expression, moved his finger on the spot, and pointed to the eighth item, saying: "Let's do this!"

The eighth, once lost, but to compensate a full hundred gold coins.

This is enough to make the vast majority of people go bankrupt, pay off their debts for life, and become the slaves of money repayment in shops.

"Ah? Don't be kidding!" Xia Qingchen said: "How could I make it?"

The boss smiled faintly: "If refining is not refining, that's your business, please sign the agreement first."

Xia Qingchen shook his head: "Impossible. Taking 10,000 steps back, I am talking about 10,000 grains of space sand. The eighth project only gave 1,000 grains, which is not in line with my requirements."

The boss chuckled, raised the pen, and directly changed the number above, from one thousand to ten thousand, and said, "Okay?"

Xia Qingchen was so angry that he said, "If I win, how can I be sure that you will definitely give me space? How do I see that I can't win."

The boss waved his hand: "At this point, you can rest assured that we are a regular store and are protected by law! As long as you sign this agreement, we will contact the Shenguo Notary Office to exchange the agreement and the ten thousand space sand, and you Of collateral is taken away together."

"And, there are notaries in the whole process to carry out the notarization, the issue of justice, you don't have to worry."

As for the victory at their fingertips, they certainly did not hesitate to ask a notary to come over and supervise.

Anyway, Xia Qingchen cannot win.

Xia Qingchen secretly sighed, and he was most worried about. First, after the refining was successful, the other party refused to recognise the account, and second, he refused to exchange the gambling items.

"Okay, I'll sign it and fight for it." Xia Qingchen said.

The boss just chuckled. Similar people, he has seen too much, and he wants to be a dead horse to become a living horse doctor, a miracle of reversal.

But it turns out that there have never been any miracles in the world.

Without one, it's not that you lose your pants!

The boss fetched the agreement: "Okay!"

The two sides soon signed an agreement on gambling with 10,000 space sands and a big sword.

The boss quickly contacted a public official who was not young with a telecom device.

The other party's chest is embroidered with a very clear word-the Palace of National Instruments.

The National Palace of Gods is the official organization of the Kingdom of God, and it contains all spiritual masters from all over the world.

The meaning of the Palace of National Instruments is that it is the most important of the country.

In front of the old man's neckline, there is also a colorful fish tail logo.

That is a badge that can only be distributed by the Samsung Spiritualist of the National Palace!

"Yo, Mr. Dong, you are here in person this time." The boss immediately got up and greeted him with a polite look.

Mr. Dong said with a smile, "Agreement, on gambling."

The boss delivered all three items. The old man received a special space ninja, and then took out a paper sheet step by step to read it.

"The two parties signed an agreement on gambling on a fair and voluntary basis. My notary, Dong Qiuhang, a member of the National Palace of Arms, as a notary, notarized this gambling."

After finishing speaking, put the paper on the table and said, "If you have no comments, sign and draw."

The two signed and drew immediately, and the old man took it back and watched for a while: "Go!"

The boss was not at all influenced by the old man's emotions, because the old man Dong seemed seemingly unsmiling, in fact, he had been bought by him.

Mo said that Xia Qingchen could not produce large-scale space nirvana. Even if it could be refined, it would be worthless to comment only a few words by Mr. Dong, the three-star spiritual master of the National Museum of Art.

At that time, it was him who won.

That big Yanyan, he was determined.

The boss pointed to ten independent small rooms and said, "Choose a room that you think is suitable for refining."

Xia Qingchen looked at it and chose a new refining room.

"Okay, then we are ready to start." The boss sent a gourd said: "Inside are the two hundred grains of space sand required for refining the large space nirvana. You must complete refining within half an hour."

"If it fails, it is a failure."

Xia Qingchen nodded, took the gourd, and closed the door.

He opened the gourd, but he didn't dare to look inside. It could all be spatial sand with spatial attributes.

If something flutters into your eyes, that's amazing!

Slightly scratch the eyes, causing blindness, and more severely into the head, causing irreversible permanent damage to the brain.

Refining the nirvana of spatial attributes is a dangerous task.

Xia Qingchen exhibited the sky fire and directly wrapped the gourd.

Under the turbulent sky, the gourd was burned to black smoke and scattered, and the space sand contained in it was poured out.

But at the time of pouring, he was wrapped by Tianhuo, and no one leaked.

Under the strong action of the sky fire, the space sand has nowhere to go, it is scorched violently, and it slowly melts into a crystal liquid.