Chapter 28: thirty

Chapter 28, Chapter 30: The Young God of Gamblers (End)
Wearing a black-bottomed silver-patterned outfit, the boy paced towards the Tang's Wutang.
The bulging white cloth bag behind it made clanging noises along the way, but no one dared to look at it with malicious eyes along the way.
This is of course not because of Xiling's excellent public security, but because the meaning of Jinzhuang's representative makes people afraid to make trouble.
There is a silver pattern on a black background and a golden Tang character on the front and back of the chest. This is Tang's practice clothes.
Only the young masters of the main line and the branch retainers who have made great contributions to the Tang family are eligible to receive from the Tang family.
Tang Luo was expressionless, walking on the left side of the road, passing pedestrians leaning on both sides of the road, not daring to stand in front of him.
The crowded road opened up an empty road for passage, waiting for teenagers to cross.
Tang Luo gazes across the street, surrounded by low-brow passers-by. Some children looked at themselves curiously, but were pulled aside by their parents and asked something softly.
Even some Martial Artists in the Mortal Transformation Realm with a value of more than 3000, after seeing Tang Luo, silently retreated to the side and stood still.
"It looks like it's better to get an animal car out next time." Tang Luo shook his head, still not accustomed to walking in other people's eyes.
Tang Luo's initial plan was to wear a long gown to go out. Later, he thought, he is now a teenage boy, holding a bet of five hundred gold, if the casino wants to behave, it will be very troublesome to have multiple entanglements, so Just put on Tang's practice clothes.
But he still underestimated the deterrence of this exercise suit.
Only by looking at the way the passers-by, the Tang family must be so fierce and domineering that they dare not look sideways.
Tang Luo walked and observed, feeling filled with emotion.
Fortunately, the Baiyan Martial Arts Hall is really close to the martial arts hall, and he returned to the martial arts hall in just ten minutes.
As soon as Tang Luo looked up, he saw Chang Fu standing at the gate of Wutang waiting for others.
"Fu Bo? Why are you here."
"Master, the master wants you to go to him when you come back." Chang Fu bowed and saluted, going forward to take the clothes and white cloth bag in Tang Luo's hands.
Father Townsend finds himself? It should be the chariot rushing into the stadium, Tang Luo had a care in his heart.
"Uncle Fu can help me put things in the room." Tang Luo handed the debris to Chang Fu and walked straight to the hall.
The so-called war hall is the collective name of the war room, the smelting room, and the Tibetan scripture room inside the martial arts hall. It is also the place where Tang’s top martial artists gather. To the east of Wutang, it covers more than ten acres of land and is connected by dozens of buildings. The most important is a steel house ten meters high, which is the core dojo of Wutang Steel building.
As soon as Tang Luo entered the battle hall area, he felt an eye-opener.
All the warriors passing by, the number above their heads is not lower than five thousand.
There are also some middle-aged people who passed by in a hurry, with a value of more than 30,000.
Tang Luo was surprised and surprised at the same time. So far, he has seen that five or six people are higher than the number of Townsend. Then how did Townsend get the first seat.
Could it be an internal decision? Tang Luo was secretly gossip, and in a blink of an eye he arrived in front of the steel building.
Two heavy iron doors were open, and dozens of busy figures walked around, making the first floor of the steel building very noisy.
This high-rise building made entirely of steel has three floors. The first floor is the headquarters of the Tang's management room. All the appointments, duties, handovers, and training of managers are all carried out here, so it is extremely noisy.
The second floor is the war room, where Tang’s elite fighters have formulated their attack plans and have issued combat missions. As the Tang’s clan warriors, the most frequent contact is the second floor of the steel building.
And the third floor is the first dojo and training room of the martial arts hall.
As soon as Tang Luo reached the third floor, he saw Tang Sen standing in the middle of the living room with his back facing him in heavy armor.
This was the first time Tang Luo met him outside of home, but it was completely different from the feeling he felt at home.
Townsend is a reticent person, but very generous, no matter it is to any child, he is the same kindness.
Although he was a little more serious, what he showed at home was always a very talkative side.
But what I see from the back now seems to be another person.
The thick black armor made Tang Luo's figure bigger than one size. Just standing there is a kind of domineering Optimus Prime. What is even more amazing is that Tang Sen's courage covers the entire third floor, that strong Even if you close your eyes, you can feel the spirit, as shocking as an ancient beast.
Tang Luo was shocked secretly, such a strong spirit seemed to come from a higher level of biological coercion, it is no wonder that the fierce realm was so different from the mortal combat power.
Tang Sen turned around, nodded to Tang Luo first, and waved to him, motioning Tang Luo to come forward and talk.
Tang Luo walked to his side and saluted: "My father, my lord."
Tang Senzi carefully looked at the teenagers around him, with some appreciation and emotion in his eyes.
He always thought that Tang Luo, as a warrior, was not resolute enough to kill, but judging from today's events, he was still very bold.
When the tiger father is a dogless son, Tang Sen was a little proud, patted Tang Luo on the shoulder and said, "Good job."
Tang Luo was taken aback, thinking that Tang Sen was looking for him to ask about the Lunjiang Martial Arts Hall and the students, how did it become encouragement.
This is a bit bigger than I expected for the first time.
Before he got back to his senses, Townsend said again, "It's okay, go."
Tang Luo just came out of the steel building with a dazed expression.
Although I didn't expect any major events to happen, it felt like I did something worthy of praise. The script was wrong.
Tang Luo sighed for a while. No wonder there were many unfilial children in the clan. If every parent was so tolerant to Tang Sen, it would be easy to have children.
He is very worried about the future of Xiaozheng Tai Tang Xing.
Life returned to peace again.
As a martial arts instructor in a training ground, Tang Luo has arranged the students in the No. 7 training ground properly. Before they practiced new martial arts, Tang Luo was basically in an idle state. Of course, Tang Bin didn’t know about this, otherwise. He was about to squeeze Tang Luo again.
So now the official business before Tang Luo is the study of combined combat skills. During the rest of the time, Tang Luo asked for leave to go out, and he would leave.
Shanchi Martial Arts Hall, a mortal swordsman martial arts contest, three thousand gold becomes nine thousand gold.
In the Juyang Wudou Hall, the battle for the mortal-class spirit armor, the nine thousand gold becomes 25,000 gold.
Jingshan Martial Arts Hall, a battle of mortal ranks, from twenty-five thousand gold to one hundred thousand gold.
In the Guyuan Wudou Hall, a hundred people of the mortal class are fighting, and one hundred thousand gold becomes 350,000 gold.
...
In the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, the mortal level grading competition, 1.5 million gold changed to 7 million gold.
In just one month, Tang Luo swept the gambling tables of the major martial arts halls in Xiling in the name of Gao Jin. As long as Tang Luo appeared, the banker who collected the bets could be seen trembling, and even more stressed. And fainted.
Because no one can stand Tang Luo's desperate betting method.
Gambling needs to be balanced. Why is it always the banker who makes a lot of money? Because the intricate gambling will always spread everyone's bets.
But Tang Luo seemed to have a way to see the first-line victory in the intricate battle situation and put all the money on the champion, as if he was here to divide the money with the casino.
In the beginning, the profit sharing casino of tens of thousands of gold could still bear it, but a month later, this lunatic already has millions of gold capital. For some small battlefields, this is no longer a question of profit sharing. He is It's dying.
For the first time in Xiling's history, the absolutely powerful casino was forced to a dead end by a gambler and had to join forces to resist Tang Luo.
They jointly introduced a new regulation to limit each gambler's bet, and in general games, gamblers are limited to five thousand gold.
In a metamorphosis game, gamblers are limited to 100,000 gold.
The union of the Wudou Hall seemed to show weakness to Tang Luo. For the first time in history, gamblers felt that the original gambling skill was so high that it could be so awesome.
For a time, Gao Jin became the name that Xiling gamblers worshipped and regarded him as a god!
In just one month, Xiling eulogized the legend of young gambling Gao Jin.
(End of this chapter)