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"OK…"

Xiao Xiuer did not forget her own job, so she accepted the hundred gold, then smiled and nodded at Chen Bujian and the others, then turned around and went to place a bet for Meng Ziyu.

Meng Ziyu noticed something was wrong and asked: "Do you know each other?"

"I just met a very nice young lady." Chen Bujian said.

"Oh..." Meng Ziyu didn't pay much attention.

Soon, Xiao Xiuer came back after placing a good bet for Meng Ziyu. However, she actually brought a dozen staff members like her with her.

These people are all girls, and they are all pretty good-looking.

"Your betting voucher." Xiao Xiuer handed the voucher to Meng Ziyu.

"Xiao Xiu'er, what are you..." Chen Bujian looked at the large group of people behind Xiao Xiu'er in puzzlement.

Pink Grand Yueyue and they are also very curious.

Xiao Xiuer said obediently: "The sisters in my gang and I want to continue betting with you, Eleven Niang, is that okay?"

The sisters behind her stared at Chen Bujian and the other five with big black eyes, full of solicitude, simple and pure.

"Huh?" Chen Bujian was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "What's wrong with this? Just bet if you want! You don't need to ask our opinion..."

Xiao Xiuer showed a healing smile: "It's better to ask clearly, it's safe."

"You are quite cautious." Xiaojun said.

Chen Bujian smiled and said: "Xiao Xiu'er, you don't have to be so cautious. You even brought your sisters here with you. You don't have to be so careful. My relatives and friends and I all bet that the eleventh mother will win the first place. We will bear the responsibility."

The risk is greater than yours. If Shi Yi Niang overturns and loses, we will be the first to suffer losses."

"Moreover…"

Chen Bujian pursed his lips and Meng Ziyu said: "Didn't my friend just give you the one hundred gold as a qualifying reward for betting? What else do you have to be afraid of? It's okay. Just place your bet. It's best to inform your friends.

Come on, Eleven Niang is a dark horse who can win the first place..."

"I will!" Xiao Xiu'er nodded and said: "It's almost time, we have to go to work, goodbye..."

"Goodbye..." Chen Bujian watched them leave.

"Mo Chen, you are quite nice." Pinky said suddenly.

Chen Bujiantian shamelessly boasted: "Aren't I always such a good person?"

"I almost believed it." On the side, Xiaojun was silent for a while and said: "Putting aside the facts, don't blame me for talking too much. Try to do as little as possible for such a good person, so that if something happens later, you will be blamed for it."

At this moment, one of the young ladies who had left for work suddenly returned.

When Chen Bujian saw this, he was about to ask if there was anything else, but he saw the young lady walking around him and walking towards Meng Ziyu with blushing cheeks.

Like a little girl, she asked timidly: "Brother Ergou, you were so awesome on stage just now! I want to make... friends with you."

Speaking of this, the young lady's pretty face turned red, and she said in a loud voice: "Excuse me, what is your name outside?"

Chen Bujian's lips twitched... Damn, you're a fan?

Meng Ziyu glanced at Chen Bujian and Xiaojun with great pride, as if to say: "Look, brother, this charm has nowhere to be placed."

Then, Meng Ziyu said softly to the young lady in a very cultivated manner: "My external name is, NMSL."

"Ang?" The young lady was stunned.

"NMSL, you are pretending to be stupid!" Xiaojun was very angry and said instead: "Miss sister, the name of these two bitches is Nima."

"Huh?" The young lady still doesn't understand. Obviously, she is a newbie who has just entered the world and does not understand the translation of these English abbreviations.

Chen Bujian explained: "He is the fourth disciple of the Tang Sect, and he is dead..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Bujian suddenly felt a little strange, as if something was wrong. He woke up after Huo Ran and thought to himself: "Not good!"

Sure enough, the young lady looked at Meng Ziyu with surprise on her face: "You are the fourth disciple of the Tang Sect!"

Meng Ziyu asked: "Why, doesn't it look like it?"

"Like Like!"

The young lady nodded repeatedly. The fourth disciple of the Tang Sect, the real boss, was actually... In the end, she was so shy that she didn't know what to say.

The young lady turned around and ran away as if running away.

Meng Ziyu pretended to blame him and said: "Mo Chen, why did you expose the identity of my fourth disciple? Look, you scared people away."

"..." Chen Bujian was so angry that his teeth itched, and he clenched his fists with both hands... I knew it!

Chen Bujian now really hates himself for being too talkative just now, for actually helping this guy pretend!

hateful!!

"Ziyu, don't take advantage of me and act like a good boy, you must feel very beautiful now!" Pinky said.

On the side, Jun Yueyue said: "Congratulations, Ziyu, for getting a little girl."

"Low-key..." Meng Ziyu said softly.

"Fuck, I can't stand it..." He was so narcissistic that Xiaojun hurriedly walked to Jun Yueyue, staying far away from Meng Ziyu, for fear that he couldn't help but give him a beating.

At this time, the main sword platform numbers have also been drawn, and the battle continues.

In the fifty-to-twenty-five competition, Qiu Zihan was the same as before. After a fierce battle with his opponent, he finally got the upper hand. It looked very difficult and not easy... he won this round and advanced to the next round.

Chen Bujian and the others were not surprised by this. After all, Qiu Zihan wanted to hide her clumsiness and could not reveal her identity.

Now their eyes are on sword platform No. 7, which is the sword platform where Wu Shigui is. At this moment, the battles on other sword platforms have ended, but sword platform No. 7 is still not over yet.

Seeing the fierce battle on the sword platform, Chen Bujian and others were worried.

On the stage, Wu Shigui's opponent was Taibai, a swordsman who was a ruthless character. Wu Shigui could only persevere under his sword.

The result was still a narrow defeat, but for being able to persist for such a long time and being the last to end the battle, Wu Shigui also gained the respect of many people.

"Now, proceed to the next round of drawing numbers..."

At this time, Mr. Xia's voice spread throughout the audience: "Since there is one more person among the twenty-five, according to the rules, the contestants eliminated in the previous round need to fill the vacancies. Now, which contestant will be eliminated first to step onto the main sword stage?"

, you can advance directly to compete from twenty-six to thirteen.”

After saying this, the whole audience was stunned. How could you still play like this??

Logically speaking, shouldn't one of the twenty-five contestants get a bye in the drawing and advance directly?

Those who were eliminated rushed to the main sword platform one after another as if they were reincarnated after listening to the fairy voice, but before they could take a few steps, a figure stepped on the main sword platform a long way ahead of everyone else.

It’s time to return in the mist.

She was the last to end the battle and was closest to the main sword stage, so naturally she was the first to take the stage.

Those eliminated who left early were extremely regretful, and in the spectator seats, a large number of spectators rushed to the betting point like a tide.

Not many people here are fools. Wu Shigui will participate in the next round as an eliminated person. As long as there is no shady story, it is basically impossible to win!

If you don’t place a bet at this time, you will place your bet at any time.

Of course, with so many people betting, the odds must be sky-high.

"Old Song, hurry up, hurry up, go and bet on the opponent who was eliminated just now, you're guaranteed to win!"

"Let's go, let's go..."

Hearing the words of the people around them, Chen Bujian and the others had mixed feelings in their hearts.

"It's okay. If you fight against the masters, Lao Wu's strength will improve faster!" Xiaojun said.

"Brother Ergou..." At this time, Xiao Xiuer's voice came, and she was seen to be quite embarrassed. This was because she was squeezed by the crowd like hungry wolves at the betting point. She was holding a small

Cloth bag.

That's a makeshift backpack.

"I got the gold for you, more than 200 gold!" Xiao Xiuer ran closer and handed out the bag: "Give me the betting certificate!"

"It seems that the odds of Eleven Niang are not low..." Meng Ziyu gave out the betting receipt, but did not accept the gold. Instead, he said: "Continue to bet for me, Eleven Niang will get a hundred gold."

"Only one hundred?" Xiao Xiuer was stunned.

"Yes..." Meng Ziyu said again: "Then bet another hundred gold, old lady Pang."

Granny Pang is the name of the old man who returned home in the mist.

"Ang~ah?" Xiao Xiuer really didn't understand.

"Old Granny Pang, can you win in the next round?" Xiao Xiuer couldn't help but ask, now who can't see that Granny Pang will lose in the next round, why would you still bet on her?

"I don't know, but she is my brother, and I want to give her a strong reputation!"

Meng Ziyu's eyes fell on the crowd who were rushing to bet on the opponent in the fog, and there was no doubt.

Chen Bujian and the others did not stop him, because if they had money, they would do the same thing!

"hehe…"

A frivolous laugh sounded from an audience seat not far to the left of the crowd. It was a man with a hooked nose who looked sideways at Meng Ziyu and said with a smile: "Bet that old lady Pang a hundred gold, you didn't do it for nothing.

Throw money in there..."