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Chen Bujian quickly comforted him: "Yueyueyue, don't cry, don't cry. Just think about it, your money will be doubled a hundred times in no time. We are the only ones who know this method and no one else knows about it. You can get it with just one piece of hardware."

Turn into five hundred gold!"

"Mo Chen is right, Yueyue, there are five hundred gold." Wu Shigui followed.

"So what, five hundred gold, even Ziyu's fraction is not enough!" When he said this, Jun Yueyue became even more sad. Everyone had worked hard to complete the task, why should they suffer such unfair treatment.

"Okay Yueyue, let's do this. I'll give you one hundred and fifty gold, one hundred times, fifteen thousand gold. I'll give you both a sixty-level purple weapon each. Don't be unhappy." Meng Ziyu

A bold way.

"Really?" Jun Yueyue looked at him with tears still in her eyes.

"Really, a purple martial artist in Tianlong City costs 1,500 gold. To me, it's nothing." Meng Ziyu said.

"..." Looking at this scene, Chen Bujian suddenly felt a little strange for some reason... He seemed to be at a loss.

The connections and favors he provided were Meng Ziyu's, and it was he who gained the most.

As for myself, fourteen gold, which is one thousand and four without taking into account the commission, is not on the same level as Meng Ziyu’s ten thousand and four!

Thinking of this, Chen Bujian felt that the betting voucher that he regarded as a treasure and kept it close to him suddenly became less precious.

No longer fragrant.

"Hey, wait a minute, this guy Jiang Kang gave me his one hundred gold, so I'll give him a few thousand gold later, which shouldn't be too much. I can also buy the Dead Sea Pearl Grass along the way."

Thinking of this, Chen Bujian immediately felt happy, and he was not too much at a loss.

Jun Yueyue calmed down at this time and whispered: "Ziyu, I don't want you to give me Ziwu. I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know the importance and loves to play small. I just think... this

It’s too much, I can’t help it…”

"I'm sorry everyone, I won't do it next time."

"Okay..." Wu Shigui hugged Jun Yueyue...

Pinky looked at Meng Ziyu at this time: "No matter what you say, Ziyu, thank you, but I have to choose the Ziwu you gave me!"

"no problem."

"Okay, let's go if there's no problem, otherwise you won't be able to place bets when the meeting starts." Seeing that it was almost done, Chen Bujian said, and then led the way to the sword discussion platform.

"Place a bet?" Hearing this, Xiaojun was stunned and asked: "Gambling?"

Chen Bujian said: "Absolutely!"

Xiaojun asked: "So when you said a hundred times more, you just want us to gamble??"

Meng Ziyu and the other four looked at Chen Bujian in shock, thinking that he was crazy and whimsical!

Chen Bujian said as he walked: "Do you know about the underworld ranking competition?"

"Know."

Xiaojun said: "Everyone is talking about this underworld ranking match when I enter the underworld. It's hard not to know, but doesn't the odds change according to the amount of bets? How can you double it a hundred times?"

"If you place a bet before the ranking battle begins, the odds are fixed..." Chen Bujian took out his betting certificate: "You can see for yourself."

Xiaojun stepped forward in three steps and took the voucher from Chen Bujian's hand. He looked at it: "Black Street OTC Betting Voucher."

Pink took a closer look and read out: "Contestant No. 8888..."

"Win the first place..." Jun Yueyue followed Pinky, looked at the words above, and read out.

"Amount of bet..." Wu Shigui also came up and read out the following information.

"Fourteen golds..." Meng Ziyu didn't know when he appeared and followed.

Finally, everyone's eyes moved to the bottom of the voucher and shouted:

"The odds are a hundred times higher!!"

Xiaojun raised his head and looked at Chen Bujian: "Mo Chen, who is this contestant No. 8888?"

They had a very good feel for Chen Bujian's character. He would never bet on a certain player without being completely sure, let alone bet on this player to win first place.

Unless Chen Bujian is confident that this person can win the first place 100%.

So who is this person?

"You guys know each other..." Chen Bujian looked around to make sure no one could eavesdrop, and then slowly said: "This number 8888 is..."

"Autumn, purple, cold!"

"What the hell!?" Xiaojun lost his voice, pointing to the betting voucher in his hand in disbelief, and said: "You said that player No. 8888 is Qiu Zihan??"

"Well..." Chen Bujian hummed quite calmly: "Her current name is Eleven Niang."

Meng Ziyu said directly: "If I hadn't told you before I left, where would I have placed my bets!"

"That!" Chen Bujian pointed in a direction.

Looking along the direction, Xiaojun and others immediately saw the big gilded characters for the betting spot, and then they ran faster than the other as if they heard that a beautiful woman went to bathe in the river and her clothes were stolen.

Nonsense, Qiu Zihan, the top professional master.

Participating in this kind of ranking competition and winning the first place is not just a joke.

If you don’t place a bet at this time, why don’t you place a bet!

When Chen Bujian walked in, all five people had completed their betting vouchers. Chen Bujian calmly took out the huge sum of one hundred gold and placed it in front of Xiao Xiuer: "Miss, I'm here again.

Yes, as per the old rules, one hundred gold."

"Or bet to win the first place?" Xiao Xiu'er took the huge sum of money and couldn't help but confirm it again, and kindly reminded Chen Bujian:

"This is one hundred gold, not nine or fourteen gold. Do you really want to stop thinking about it? I turned around and shouted, I took the voucher, stamped it, and I filled it out again, and there was no turning back for you..."

Chen Bujian smiled: "Little sister, based on your words, when I collect the gold I bet, I will reward you a hundred gold, just because you are a good person..."

Chen Bujian quietly leaned over and said, "Sister, if you believe me, bet with me and I'll guarantee you a lot of money!"

Xiao Xiuer smiled coquettishly: "Forget it, I don't have that big ambition..."

Xiao Xiuer glanced at Xiaojun and others who had received the betting vouchers not far away, with faces full of joy, and said: "But seeing that you are so confident in this No. 8888, then I will too

Next one, I bet on him...to qualify."

"Smart move." Chen Bujian said.

Soon, the betting voucher for one hundred gold was obtained.

Chen Bujian collected the voucher and saw that Xiaojun and others were talking about something together. He couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "What are you talking about? You are smiling so happily!"

Pinky said sideways: "I didn't say anything, it's just that the registration time for the ranking competition has not ended yet. Lao Wu, Xiaojun Ziyu and the three of them are going to sign up to try and see if they can qualify."

"Sign up to participate, aren't you afraid of meeting Qiu Zihan?" Chen Bujian asked.

"What the heck are you afraid of? There are only one hundred people in the qualifying quota. It's such a good opportunity to test your own strength without worrying about any brain problems." Xiaojun asked Chen Bujian:

"Why, after hearing what you said, you don't want to participate?"

Chen Bujian spread his hands and gave a simple answer: "No money."

Hearing this, Wu Shigui asked puzzledly: "I remember, didn't you get fifteen gold for completing the task? You only placed fourteen gold for the bet, and there is still one gold left?"

"Help Xiao Ergou complete the mission." Chen Bujian gestured to Meng Ziyu with his mouth raised and said.

"Huh?" Wu Shigui was stunned.

"Don't ask, the registration time is about to end, it's too late if you don't go." Meng Ziyu said hurriedly, fearing that everyone would delve deeper into this topic.

"Yes, let's not talk anymore, let's sign up first." Xiaojun said.

The three of them ran to the registration venue together.

"That location is good, with a wide view. Let's sit down and wait for a while, lest it becomes difficult to get a seat when the ranking match starts and there are too many people." Chen Bujian pointed to a certain spectator seat and said.

Looking out with beautiful pink eyes: "It's so far away, can you see what's going on on stage later?"

"Yes, you don't have to worry about that..." Chen Bujian told the two women that the weapon spirit Xiaolan would project a water mirror to watch the battle.

"That's it..."

So, the three of them went to the spectator seats to take their seats and waited patiently for the ranking match to begin.

As time passed by second by second, people entered the audience entrance channel one after another. In less than ten minutes, it was visually estimated that tens of thousands of people had entered.

Not long after, in the entrance passage for the contestants, an old man named Mr. Xia, whose name was Jin, walked out. Under everyone's gaze, he came to the main sword platform, flew up in the air, held his fists forward, and said loudly:

:

"Xia Wuhen, the elder of the Black Street Sword Forum..." Mr. Xia's voice seemed to be blessed by true energy and was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.

"This year's Black Street Ranking Tournament will be hosted by me. I would also like to ask all viewers not to disrupt the order, don't cause trouble, and watch the competition carefully..."