Zombie City

Except for the three men in rags, there were only five people who bet on the No. 18 zombie.

But among these people, four of them bought seven or eight numbers, and the eighteenth number was just bought incidentally, and the bet that they placed did not account for much.

But Rao is so, the fifteen times high reward also greatly reduces their losses.

It was obviously something to be happy about, but there was no smile on the faces of the four of them, because they were all betting on the eleventh and seventeenth.

After the dead silence, the vast majority of people thought of the idea of ​​being unpopular. Looking at it carefully, it is indeed the most unpopular on the 18th, but no one realized it just now.

"It exploded! It really exploded!"

Among the audience in the stands, a man in his thirties with a moustache muttered to himself excitedly, holding a slightly deformed note in his hand.

The number on the note is eighteen, and the man's hand has no second chapter other than this note, and the black backpack that the man is carrying is already empty...

Looking at the man's depressed expression of excitement now, it was obvious that he had just chosen Stud's unpopular number in a dangerous way, and put all his wealth on the body of the eighteenth zombie.

This is the standard gambler's character. If you win, you will fly into the sky, and if you lose, you will fall into the abyss and shatter your bones!

Now it seems that the man has a good luck today. Today can be said to be his lucky day. He won, and he won the 18th single. According to the 15 times the reward, he earned blood today!

The things the man bet on just now included 21 packs of instant noodles, nine packs of mustard greens, ten packs of meal replacement biscuits, twenty packs of compressed biscuits, three canned luncheon meats, two ham sausages, and several packs of snacks, one pack of Zero seven cigarettes, a bottle of Mirinda...

What is the concept of multiplying all these things fifteen times!

The man was just imagining the reward he was about to get, and his whole body couldn't stop shaking, and he made it! This time, I really made it, and I became rich overnight!

The man let out a breath slowly, and then swallowed hard a few times to relieve the dry throat.

Even if this man is an evolutionary person, but there are so many foods that are terrifying, the man does not dare to say that others will not hit him, so when everyone's attention is on the gains and losses, the man Quietly left the venue, disguised as a look that couldn't help but want to go to the toilet, and left the venue ahead of schedule with this urine escape technique...

After the gamble...

On the contrary, the man became much more awake. He knew that he had used up all his luck this time. If he still stayed in the Zombie Colosseum, he would definitely not be tempted by the follow-up projects. Then everything went back to the original point. Even if the final death battle was said to be a sure win, the man resolutely chose to give up and leave.

Leaving the audience stand, the man quickly came to the ticket office at the entrance of the Zombie Colosseum. It used to be the ticket window of the stadium, but now it is the exchange place for the Zombie Colosseum.

He handed the note in his hand to the blood hall member sitting inside. When the blood hall member saw clearly that the number in the man's hand was No. 18, the corner of his mouth slightly stepped forward and whispered:

"The tone is really good, actually betting on No. 18!"

While talking, the blood hall member didn't care that he used the other information on the note to compare what the man was betting on in a notebook in his hand, and calculated the man's final income based on those good things.

"Fuck!!!"

And when the blood hall member found the man's corresponding bet, he couldn't help but stare wide and let out a foul language, and his heart was really shocked!

After repeated confirmation three times and found that there was no mistake, the blood hall member raised his head and carefully looked at the man in front of him.

These things that men bet on are multiplied by 15 times, what is the concept of Natna!

Not to mention other things, he has directly turned into more than 300 packets of instant noodles! Cigarettes also doubled into twenty packs, as well as those meal replacement biscuits, compressed biscuits...

The man's mind was meticulous, and he could see the shock in the expressions of such a blood hall member, as well as the jealousy and greed that flashed in his eyes.

As soon as his mind changed, the man looked at the blood hall member with a smirk and said:

"Today's luck is good, I made a small profit, and I will give you Xi'er, brother!"

Seeing that this man is very good, although he is jealous in his heart, he even said that he wants to directly blow the man's head right now, and then let him receive these high rewards, but due to the regulations of the blood hall, the young man can only think about it.. ..

"Wait a minute, you have a huge amount, I need to find someone to help you and let them ship the things to you!"

The young man deliberately put on the yin and yang and said strangely, but his movements were slow and not in a hurry at all.

Seeing this, the man gritted his teeth and said cruelly:

"Brother, can you hurry up a little bit!

In return, I only need 14 times the reward, and the rest will be for your brother to eat Xier! "

Just giving up double the reward, this man really paid for it, the young man was startled at first, but on second thought he also knew the anxiety of the man in front of him.

It is said that wealth and silk move people's hearts. If someone knows that the man has been hit with so much food, it will definitely be targeted by many people. It is the best choice to leave early for safety reasons.

"Okay! Since that's the case... why don't you come to the warehouse with me to collect the rewards, you have a lot of things..."

The man was overjoyed, and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief...

While the people in the Zombie Colosseum were still worrying about gains and losses, a man walked away with a large sack in his hand, looking at him sneakily turning back and forth, coming out from the direction of the Zombie Colosseum warehouse again. Yes, it's easy for people to misunderstand what this man just did.

Inside the Zombie Colosseum...

The man with thick eyebrows had a look of joy on his face. Of course, he was clear about the doorway in the zombie horse race just now.

Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for No. 18 to become the final winner. After all, the physical condition is placed there, and it is not a nimble zombie.

However, the real difference between Zombie No. 18 and other zombies is that the other seventeen zombies are ordinary zombies, while Zombie No. 18 has already reached the step of transforming from ordinary zombies to mutant zombies. Half foot stepped into the threshold of mutant zombies.

No matter how powerful ordinary zombies are, they are fundamentally different from mutant zombies. This difference is a difference that people cannot ignore, so it is a matter of course that No. 18 will win, and it is not an upset.

hit and miss.....

Judging from the previous wave of crazy bets, this time the crisis that would make the Zombie Colosseum bruised was easily resolved by two zombie horse races.

Even if there are no follow-up preparations, and those people are all overwhelmed by the winner of the death battle, just relying on this wave of profit is enough to bear the high losses of the death battle.

In addition to the man with thick eyebrows who knew that No. 18 was a sure win, there were two people in the audience who also noticed that this would be the result. Lin Feng.

Although the distance is a bit far, Fade Chen and Lin Feng both sensed the difference in the momentum of the No. 18 zombie, but one of them disdain to bet, the other is focused on other places. Forgot to place a bet.

Shifting sight...

Lin Feng looked at Zhuang Jiacheng, whose face was ashen and ugly. In Zhuang Jiacheng's hand, he was holding a handful of notes. I was afraid there were more than ten, but from his ugly face, it was obvious that this arrogant guy didn't. I bought No. 18, so the second round of the zombie horse race just now caused the dealer to lose a lot.

This is at least good news for Lin Feng, everything is running as normal as he expected.

The second project after the Zombie Horse Race, the first in the previous Zombie Colosseum routine, the Challenge!

Ordinary survivors challenge zombies continuously to meet the final prize!

The highest challenge record in history so far is the fifth wave of zombies, which can be said to be only one step away from the final grand prize....