Someone looked at Han Sanqian's back and felt that he was extremely free. After all, he was so brave enough to challenge Mr. Ruyu to be so unsightly.

But more people couldn't help but sneer at Han Sanqian's back.

"Some stupid people are more difficult than riding a tiger. Now, I really have to go up to the ring."

"Everyone, I'm still idle anyway. Let's make a bet?" someone said with a smile.

"What are you betting on?" Many people became interested.

"What else can you bet? Can you bet on this guy? Can you bet on this guy win? If you want to bet, you can bet on some of it." Speaking of this, the man smiled: "Let's bet on how long he can stand in the ring."

"Damn, this is not something that can be calculated in seconds?" When many people heard about betting on this, they sneered on the spot.

"As soon as you want to place bets at will, you will lose more after ten seconds. Come on, I will be the banker."

Mr. Lu sneered, took out a few amethyst from his arms, and threw it directly to the man: "This is ten thousand amethysts, I will lose in three seconds if I buy him."

After saying that, Mr. Lu took Zhu San and others and turned around and headed towards his position.

With Mr. Lu being the first to eat crabs, it became even simpler. Others also took over the lower houses. In almost a moment, all kinds of buying methods within five seconds were almost extremely high, and the odds were therefore so low that they were outrageous.

"The odds will be 1 to 20 in ten seconds? What about one minute later?" asked a gambler.

Hearing this, the banker was stunned on the spot, and then burst into laughter with the people next to him.

Ten seconds later, it’s a huge problem. What else can I say for one minute? Isn’t this funny, and what is it?

However, the dealer naturally refused everyone. When he saw someone asking, he simply replied: "In one minute, one to eighty."

One to eighty, it is obviously difficult for ordinary gambling dealers to make such bets. After all, once they are guessed, the result will be very likely to lose all their money.

But for the dealer at this time, this kind of high compensation is considered a shocking person.

After all, this situation is impossible. It is just a high-point odds and a more dog-selling dog farm.

This is true for him, and so for others. Some things seem to have high odds, but in fact they are just pits. Naturally, it is impossible to buy them with their real money. Just use them as jokes and just have fun.

But the gambler was very moved when he heard this high compensation.

This means that the next one hundred amethysts may make a return of eight thousand, which is simply a night of wealth.

Thinking of this, he held back the excitement and asked, "What if it was ten minutes?"

"Ten minutes?" The banker was stunned again and looked at the people watching around him: "I'll pay you one hundred and six."

"One hundred and six?" The gambler's eyes brighter: "What if that kid wins?"

This time, before the banker could answer, the people around him had already answered directly.

"Damn it, what you mean by gambling dogs is like you, can you even make a big fucking turn?"

"Haha, if he had a normal mind, he would not have ended today. Judging from his poor and difficult appearance, he obviously lost a lot. This will be his dream of spring and autumn."

"You have to rely on such a big turnaround, little betting dog. I suggest you might as well go on the road. Maybe a few tens of thousands of amethysts on the road are higher than the probability of you betting on this place."

A group of people sneered and sneered, and laughed loudly, full of sarcasm.

The gambler was also a little embarrassed for a while, but he had lost too much during this period. The debts were flying everywhere. In places like the demons, if he owed debts, the consequences would be very terrifying.

Therefore, he knew that his hope was slim, but he also wanted to turn things around.

Anyway, both sides and vertically, one will die.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the evil men in the crowd.

And those evil men were also glaring at this time. They were one of the creditors today, but this grandson was also a thief who fled here all the way, hoping to rely on the city lord's mansion to avoid violent debt collection from themselves and others.

"How many?" the gambling dog gritted his teeth and asked anxiously.

The banker was stunned and then smiled: "Okay, if he wins, I will double it for you, one to three hundred and two."

"Three hundred and two? OK, I'll be in all." After saying that, he suddenly took out a big bag from his arms...
Chapter completed!