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267 Gambler Manipulation

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    "Ding dong!"

    A query appeared on the big screen.

    "Huh? Is the next round a rematch? There is also a supper to enjoy."

    Yang Qingshan tapped the screen continuously with his fingers, and after a while, the beautiful woman who always appeared on the screen walked into the box, carrying various snacks and a cup of fairy tea, and then the beautiful woman took advantage of the situation and sat down dignifiedly, looking at her with a smile.  With Yang Qingshan.

    "That's right, this dim sum is at the level of three stars, and this fairy tea is also good, and your energy is up." Yang Qingshan smiled and said, "What's the matter with you?"

    "Hehe." The beauty seemed to have some secret, quietly took the remote control, pressed a password on the screen, and then said: "Mr. Yang, you are being spied on by half of the masters and gamblers in the venue."

    "What?" Yang Qingshan looked at the beauty with his mouth wide open: "How to monitor?"

    "Big screen, this is high technology, who do you want to see?"

    "En 019." Yang Qingshan hesitated for a moment, and gave out Chen Jiayi's number.

    "Oh? A mysterious woman, do you know her?" The beauty said a little jealously, and pressed a new password on the remote control. As soon as the big screen lit up, Chen Jiayi's figure appeared on the screen. She was taking a shower.

    "Crack!" The beauty deliberately pressed the remote control by mistake, and the screen went black.

    "Huh? Where's the picture?"

    "Oh, I can only watch for a second." The beauty said with a guilty conscience.

    "It's a pity, but there is a cubicle in the shower, so I can't actually see anything." Yang Qingshan laughed.

    "Oh, is that so? I'll watch it later." The beauty said jealously.

    "Beauty, is there anything else you want to come here specifically?" Yang Qingshan approached the beauty, smelling the scent of perfume wafting from the beauty at close range, and said intoxicatedly: "The thing about dinner"

    "We'll talk about it after you win the championship, but I have something serious to talk about now." The beauty interrupted Yang Qingshan.

    "What's up?"

    "Do you know what your odds are?"

    "Ranked third, everyone is very optimistic about me, if I win the game, everyone can win money." Yang Qingshan said proudly.

    "But what if you lose?" the beauty asked with big eyes blinking.

    "Lost? I never thought I would lose, but I might lose, and I will try not to lose." Yang Qingshan said seriously.

    "What if someone asks you to lose?" The beauty asked again, approaching Yang Qingshan actively, and her whole body fell into Yang Qingshan's arms.

    "Among the contestants, apart from 019 and 077, I can't think of anyone who is a threat to me." Yang Qingshan said, keeping a distance from the beauty in embarrassment.

    "Not a contestant."

    "Who is that."

    "Big boss, your next match is a rematch. If you lose, a big boss will give you a commission of 20 million. If you lose in the final, the big boss will give you a commission of 50 million."

    "It's too little." Yang Qingshan is not stupid, he immediately understood that someone wanted to manipulate the gamble, and there were too many people beating him. If he lost, someone in the gamble would get more.

    "How much do you want?"

    "50 million in the rematch, 100 million in the final."

    "What a big appetite?" The beauty smiled with her beautiful eyes, and buried her head in Yang Qingshan's arms: "Just follow your number."

    "What kind of receptionist do you lead?" Yang Qingshan asked.

    "An ordinary receptionist, we have to do everything, as long as someone pays." The beauty said: "Want to know my name?"

    "In no mood."

    "Let's go, be careful to be watched."

    Beauty, he sat up, kissed Yang Qingshan, leaving a deep red lip mark before leaving the box.

    Yang Qingshan sneered in his heart, did he want to help manipulate the gambling table by himself?

    Fifty million?  100 million?  This number is still too small, even if it is doubled, Yang Qingshan thinks that the other party will agree. The reason why Yang Qingshan made an appearance of asking for a price is because Yang Qingshan wants to get more money from the other party.

    Yang Qingshan smirked, took the remote control, and pressed a password, which was to cancel the shielding, and another password, which was to monitor Chen Jiayi, these two passwords were secretly recorded by Yang Qingshan when the beauty pressed them  Well, cultivating immortals is really good, you can never forget it with your photographic memory.

    ? Yang Qingshan approached the screen and took a picture of the screen like a mirror, the red lip marks on his face were particularly vivid?Trick, finally slipped the tongue.

    "Haha If you can win, Yang Qingshan has the Blood Drinking Sword in his hand, and just now he got the Soul Haunting Chain. If you can't win with the two spiritual weapons, I will treat you to dinner. A feast for monsters." Xu Zhijie said.

    "Really? Well, I bet Yang Qingshan loses." The man in black said.

    "Is it because the White Tiger Martial Arts Hall asked Yang Qingshan to manipulate the betting market through the receptionist? It seems to be 50 million in the rematch and 100 million in the final." Xu Zhijie said.

    "Aren't we asking Yang Qingshan to stop the White Tiger Martial Arts Hall to test his determination? If Yang Qingshan manipulates the gamble, Yang Qingshan will directly lose the chance to enter the dragon group. If not, Yang Qingshan will go home and get extra points."  said the man in black.

    "Hehe It's just that Yang Qingshan doesn't know yet, his every move will directly affect his entry into the dragon group." Xu Zhijie smiled, looking at Yang Qingshan on the ring, he had already taken out two spiritual weapons, and a large  The two hammers of Xiao Xiao are together, while the middle-aged man is standing on the edge of the ring with a smile.

    "Boy, don't think that you can beat me with two spiritual weapons. Only one person can stand at the end of this arena."

    "Really? I still don't believe it." Yang Qingshan said disdainfully, feeling really unconvinced in his heart, the other party's cultivation base was only a bit higher, and he blocked himself with a ninth-grade magic weapon.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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