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    ????Everyone in the Yueyou Pavilion was watching Luo Ke's movements intently. They didn't believe that Luo Ke really dared to take action here. The consequences would be really unimaginable.

    ¡°There have been people who have taken action in Tsukuyomi Pavilion. After all, the underground city has such a long history, but without exception, all of them are dead.

    Does Luo Ke want to follow in the footsteps of those who came before him?  It was not a big deal for everyone to watch the excitement. Someone shouted in the crowd:

    "Who is that? Although I don't know who you are, but I'll give you 100,000 yuan so you don't dare to kill Zhao Zixuan!"

    "Hey! This is interesting! I bet 200,000 yuan, but he won't dare!"

    The other person echoed what the previous person said.

    "Tch! You are really poor! Why do you need so much money in the dungeon? Fun is the most important thing. I bet you 500,000 yuan that he doesn't dare to kill!"

    "I bet 700,000 yuan, but he won't dare!"

    "I bet a million dollars, but he won't dare!"

    "I bet thirty-five dollars"

    "I bet 900,000"

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    Everyone placed bets one after another and finally found something interesting, which is not common in this boring dungeon.

    So everyone was very enthusiastic, and everyone placed a bet more or less, but no one bet that Luo Ke dared to kill Zhao Zixuan, because they did not believe that Luo Ke could really kill Zhao Zixuan directly and lawlessly.

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    "II betI bet three million yuanthat little brother dares to kill Zhao Zixuan!"

    A sudden voice sounded, the voice was old and hoarse. Everyone looked and found that it was the damn old fortune teller. This made everyone curse for a while:

    "Damn old man! Don't make trouble here, get out quickly!"

    "How can you, a fortune teller, have so much money? Go, go, don't ruin our fun!"

    "Are you, old man, going crazy again? If you weren't allowed to hit people in this month's Reading Pavilion, I would definitely beat you up!"

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    However, when the old fortune teller actually took out three million yuan of treasure, everyone immediately became speechless.

    "This this old fortune teller is so secretive! Why does he have so much money!"

    "Hush! Stop yelling! Let's bet with him! Three million yuan is a lot of money. Didn't you hear that he pressured that kid to kill Zhao Zixuan? He will definitely lose! The money I gave you is free.  Don¡¯t you want it?¡±

    "Yes, yes! Put the money on the table quickly and find a reputable person in charge!"

    After everyone calmed down, they quickly discussed how to defraud the old fortune teller out of his money and not to give up the money they earned in vain.

    "Brother Zhang! Will you be the person in charge? You have not placed any bets, and you are very majestic and powerful, okay?"

    Everyone searched around and finally found a suitable person, so they said to the person they called Brother Zhang.

    The man calmly stayed away from the crowd and drank a green liquid of unknown content. It was not the boiled water provided in Yueyue Pavilion. It should be brewed from something, similar to the Qingxin green tea at Xuanyuan Kong's home.  resemblance.

    After he heard the words in the crowd, he turned around. He had a square face with a shaved head. Other haircuts on his face didn't look good. He had thick lips, which at first glance should be  He is a person who always fawns over, but his eyes are not the cowardice of an honest person, but shine with perseverance and cruelty.

    The man who was called Brother Zhang took a sip of the green liquid in his hand, said nothing, and just nodded lightly.

    When everyone saw Brother Zhang nodding, they quickly put their bets on the table where Brother Zhang was sitting. They absolutely trusted this Brother Zhang.

    The old fortune teller once had one arm and one leg broken, and two front teeth were missing. Like an old farmer who had been exposed to the sun and had worked hard for most of his life, he was limping from side to side.  He also walked to the table and put his money on it.

    "Old guy, if you're not afraid of losing it all, then if you lend me money again, I won't lend you a penny."

    The man who was called Brother Zhang said to the old fortune teller. From what he meant, it seemed that the two people still knew each other.

    The old fortune teller waved his hand and wanted to pick up Brother Zhang¡¯s hand.He took a sip of the green drink, but Brother Zhang took the lead and took away the porcelain bowl containing the green liquid, obviously not wanting the fortune teller to drink it.

    The old fortune teller glared, but Brother Zhang ignored him at all. The old fortune teller shook his head angrily, then smiled, revealing two dark holes with two missing front teeth, and said:

    "You stingy guy, after I win this time, I will pay you back the money I owe you. Won't it be one or two million yuan? I will spare your life."

    "You still have the nerve to say, old man, how much trouble have you caused me with this matter? Just to deal with the number of people you deceived has been eighty to not less than 100. Also, we happened to meet each other by chance and you were hunted down.  , let me calculate, there are six times, I saved your life six times."

    "There are still people who come to me to borrow money every three days, and the repayment is only one or two million yuan. Ten million yuan is not worth it!"

    "Also, when you had no place to live, you didn't live with me that time"

    "Okay! Okay! I remembered it wrong. When you win the money, you can take all the winning money. I only need my principal of three million."

    The fortune teller didn¡¯t wait for Brother Zhang to finish speaking, and quickly waved his hand, interrupting Brother Zhang. It seemed that Brother Zhang had suffered a lot of resentment from the fortune teller.

    Brother Zhang suddenly remembered something and asked nervously:

    "Youwhere did you get these three million treasures?"

    After Brother Zhang finished speaking, his face was full of expectation but he didn¡¯t want to know the answer.

    "Where else can I get it? I got it under the bed board at your house! Every time you hide money, you always hide it in that place, and you don't know where to hide it. This is not difficult at all for me, it's not fun."

    The fortune teller said casually, as if Brother Zhang¡¯s money was his money.

    Brother Zhang collapsed when he heard the expected answer. This old fortune teller was simply his nemesis!  In order to prevent him from always borrowing his own money, I didn't dare to pawn off my spatial magic weapon. I could only keep it at home, but it was taken away by the fortune teller every time.

    The old fortune teller looked at Brother Zhang¡¯s grief-stricken expression, patted Brother Zhang on the shoulder, and said:

    "I have made you suffer. This time, I will definitely win. You believe in my vision."

    Brother Zhang was crying silently in his heart. He didn¡¯t want to say a word to the old fortune teller, nor did he want to look at the old fortune teller again.

    The old fortune teller could only sigh and said: "I don't understand! I don't understand!" and left the table.

    There are two flowers in bloom, one on each side.

    With Luo Ke¡¯s eyesight and ears, he certainly knew the stakes here, but no matter what happened, it would not shake his determination to kill Zhao Zixuan.

    Luo Ke summoned the Little Flying Sword Zhuri from Kun Ling's bag. Now he likes to use the Little Flying Sword to kill people more and more. It is more convenient, and there is no blood on himself. It is also very convenient for the person being killed.  A hit will kill you, and there will be little pain.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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