Chapter 974: Let's gamble

"kill!"
He Tianyang’s cold drink, like a sharp knife, stabbed the chest of the No. 3 slave. 126shu
The dinosaur that was originally entangled in the death, screamed with a swaying mountain, and the fluffy face highlighted a golden "king" type imprint, the golden light, and the powerful body quickly expanded.
Zhu Yeqing realized that it was not good and wanted to get out, but it was already late.
boom!
The power of the tyrannical tigers has a full force of 100,000 jins. It has the power of a great master, and how to defend against the already weak snake demon! As if it were supported by the ultimate cable, the snake body cracked and burst into pieces!
"Hey!"
Tianhu shattered the bamboo leaf green, arrogant, grabbed a huge snake head on the ground, in front of everyone's face, opened a big mouth, is a chewing, swallowed.
"Roar!"
"Who else?"
The tiger slaps his chest and makes ambiguous words.
"Old green skin!"
The No. 3 slave uttered a scream of screaming and rushed to the side of the slavery. Looking at the bamboo leaves that had been broken into meat, the tears fell quickly.
Zhu Yeqing is not only his fighting pet, but also the way to make a living. In the fighting slaves, everyone has a tacit rule. That is, no matter whether you win or lose, you will never kill slaves.
After all, the demon slaves and ghost slaves who can participate in the fighting are all practicing a certain course. It is extremely difficult to get and train. It is a pleasure to play this line. Everyone knows the way.
It’s a pity that they met the foreigner who had raised the foreigner, but they rushed to kill the slaves. However, the rules of the battlefield were life and death, and everyone could not pick up the fault.
"Where is the surname, I am going to your 18th generation ancestors, and I am fighting with you."
The No. 3 slave is grief-stricken, and he will be desperately rushing over the day.
He Tianyang dared to come to the ancient city to scatter wildly. Naturally, there was strength. But after seeing a humble, unkempt old man in the stands, he flashed out like a ghost. He did not wait for the No. 3 slave to take the initiative, but he saw the cold light and the fat old man’s hand. The last killing knife is already on the neck of the No. 3 slave: "There is a shameful thing, don't play, don't play, give me a roll!"
The No. 3 slave owner is also a character in the evil road. At this time, he only felt that the throat was chilly and the pores were crisp. He immediately raised his hand and said: "Brother is calm and calm!"
"Guo Bo, this is not a place for trouble, rules you know better than anyone else, willing to gamble and lose."
"If you are willing to stay and see the show, we welcome, or will you please leave now?"
The elders of the party walked over with Qiankunzhu and persuaded him.
"Oh, of course, I am staying, see how your surname is finished!" Guo boss ate a squandered loss, and his heart was extremely unwilling. He took the old man's hand and sat back.
"Well, I am sitting here waiting for you to finish playing." He Tianyang is very proud and arrogant, and he is still incomparably arrogant.
"This old brother, please sit back and go." The elders were old and thin on the black shirt.
"Dou slaves fight slaves, who should dare to respect the less, do not blame me Wang Xun this knife is not welcome!" Fat old man glanced at the audience, murderous cold drink, killing pigs The sheath.
"It turned out to be the master of the chef Wang, I was so disrespectful, Wang brother please take a seat!" Fang Chang's eyes trembled, his attitude was respectful and respectful, and he bowed his hand.
Next to everyone listening to the nickname of the cook, all change, the third slave owner Guo boss also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gladly returned a life.
There are three murderous madmen in the Huaxia evil path. One is the son of the Mobei wolf god, the mad wolf. One of them once sneaked into the original ancient war tribes of Siberia, killing thousands of people and returning with blood.
One is the devil head of the abbot of the Westfield Firewood Temple. There are a hundred human skulls hanging from the neck. In March, the murder is numb!
The other is the chef Wang Xun, Wang Xun was a cook of the first family in the early years, because the Huanghua Miss who had tarnished the family was chased by the family, but Wang Xun was a butcher knife to kill the main house and put The main family all wrapped up dumplings and ate it for a whole month.
After this incident, Wang Xun was wanted by the martial arts community. He thought that he had already been degraded, but he escaped to the hiding of the island and made a guard.
"Okay, now I am announcing the second group of competitions. Now, I have the big bears of the Black 3 and 9 on the 1st."
After the blood in the room was cleaned, Peony announced the start of the game.
"This dude, let's go to the end, no matter whether we win or lose, please ask for mercy and mercy." Out of the boss of Guo Bo, the No. 9 slave came over and handed over Qin Xiao to smile.
"Yeah, a few bosses, the war slaves are hard to come by. Everyone is a little bit sloppy."
The other slave owners also greeted each other and greeted each other.
"Oh, the area can not be a night of the Yaksha, can have any skill, the battle between life and death, not your death or I am dead, everyone should be like you push me to let ~EbookFREE.me~ how is this game? Look?"
"So afraid of death, why don't you raise pigs?"
He Tian raised all the emptiness of the wine, and opened the map cannon at the crowd.
"He Shao said that it is true that the quality of the war between slaves in these two years is not high. That is, you have broken the rules. When you think that we have paid so much money to watch the game, it will be fierce and wonderful. It must be based on the theory of life and death. Winning and losing!"
Zhai Jinrong has a heart to make friends, and he immediately confessed.
He is a well-known slave business in the ancient city, and his position is extremely high. This opening, the big buddies in other VIP stands are also echoing.
With Jin Jinrong supporting the waist, He Tianyang became more and more arrogant. Although the slave slaves were angry, they couldn’t help but sit back.
"He Shao, you are the son of the gambling king, you should be very good at gambling, or let us gamble on one." On the occasion of the loss of the slaves, Qin Hao suddenly smiled coldly.
"Oh? It's a bit interesting. I don't think that the gambling has been good. What do you want to gamble?" He Tianyi said.
"Gambling your Tianhu, not the opponent of the Black Three." Qin Hao faint.
"Well, if your dwarf Yaksha can win the Tigers, I will send you a life-long vip card at the Grand Casino." He Tianyang confessed his eyes and did not put Black Three in his eyes.
"No, don't you like life and death? Let's gamble, I won, your life is mine."
"You won, my life is yours!"
Qin Haosen said.
"Oh, gambling, it depends on your commandment, but also with what less gambling?" The cook screamed and dismissed.
"presumptuous!"
"Hands!"
Qin Hao suddenly infuriated, Wang Xun felt that his legs were soft, not waiting to struggle, his hands only felt a huge force, where he broke free, and kneeling on the ground, he was two big mouths.
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