Chapter 37 Who Do You Beat to Win?

Chu Yang and others walked all the way, almost laughing until their stomach hurts.

But everyone knew one thing clearly: The Meng family might be over. Even if he doesn't die, his vitality will be seriously injured, that's for sure.

And the origin of all this came from a few words Chu Yang said.

Ji Mo and the other brothers were naturally overwhelmed with admiration, but Dong Wulei and Ji Zhu looked cautiously at Chu Yang: This boss Chu... is definitely an extremely terrifying person!

He only talked about the horror of this evil skill, but he didn't say how to break it; making everyone in the Jianghu feel insecure, and everyone in the big aristocratic families to be vigilant, invisibly excluding Mengjia and completely isolating him.

In this way, Mengjia was chopped down from the root, which hurt his muscles and bones!

His grasp of people's hearts is simply too precise. Moreover, in this three-day chaotic world, the effect of such gossip is far more than dozens of times more effective than usual.

Mengjia's fate is almost predictable.

Chu Yang walked all the way, listening to these messages with a smile on his face, and while analyzing them, he was full of interest in this martial arts competition. This time the matter is not small, almost every major family will gather here.

This fight will fully reflect the major camps of Zhong Tiantian; and this is what Chu Yang needs. This can help him decide where to start.

Hearsay, after all, is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes!

Along the way, looking at Dong Wulei and Ji Zhu, Chu Yang sighed in his heart: the princes of these big families are indeed not easy to buy.

Ji Zhu looked sloppy, but he was actually so sloppy; but Chu Yang felt that this was a man of great wisdom and foolishness! Although he looks sloppy on the outside, he is definitely not a fool on the outside!

And this slovenliness and laziness have become his best protection. This should be a character pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Dong Wulei's scheming is deep enough, and he is also suspicious; far less straightforward than Dong Wushang. Of course, this is also determined by his position, this is the appearance of a typical patriarch of an aristocratic family.

And... for now, Dong Wulei is very afraid of himself!

Of these two pairs of brothers, Ji Zhu was really kind to Ji Monai; but Dong Wulei was kind to Dong Wushang, which made Chu Yang uncertain; presumably, even Dong Wulei himself was also uncertain about his own thoughts. Bar?

I feel that brothers are kind and reliable,

I also feel that my status is threatened; the sense of crisis can't overwhelm the true love between brothers; but the true love between brothers can't replace the sense of crisis and desire for power...

Dong Wulei must be conflicted in his heart now...

Chu Yang sighed.

Seeing Dong Wu's sad and majestic body following him beside him, Fang Zheng's face was calm; Chu Yang felt a little sad and worried for him: Does he know what his elder brother is thinking?

Dong Wushang is a person who values ​​love and righteousness. Maybe he didn't know, so he worked hard to do things for the family, solve problems for his elder brother, and act as a breakthrough himself. But even if he knew, he would still do it, nothing would change.

This is Dong Wushang!

All the way to the top of the mountain, as far as the eye can see, it is really a place like a big basin. (You can imagine the current football field cough cough...)

A lot of people have gathered here!

Especially on a large platform that just entered the arena, it was even more lively.

"I'll buy! I'll bet! I'll buy Ji Mo and lose, one thousand taels!" A man jumped up and shouted while holding up a bank note, his head was sweating in anxiety.

"I'll buy Ji Mo to lose too, ten thousand taels!" Another shouted.

"I buy Gaosheng and win; ten thousand taels!" shouted a big man.

"me too……"

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Ji Mo's hair was black, and he couldn't help muttering: "Damn, I'm just so unpopular..."

Chu Yang stretched out his hand to grab a guy who hurried over, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Damn it! Let me go! I'm rushing to bet! Ji Mo's odds of winning have already reached 5 to 1. I'll wipe it; if you hold me for a while, the price will increase again..." The man struggled hard.

Chu Yang let go in astonishment; the man ran over to raise his bet in a hurry; he didn't have time to see who was grabbing him from the beginning to the end.

"Ji Mo, look at how well you are doing. This popularity...is really..." Luo Kedi kept sighing: "It's too bad! No one bought you to win..."

Ji Mo gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Kedi as if he wanted to eat someone: "Others won't buy me to win, what about you? Who will you buy to win? You are going to fight!"

Luo Kedi smiled, and said: "Of course, we are brothers, and I will naturally fight; but it has nothing to do with who wins to make money, right? You didn't start the bet, right? I don’t need you to pay for the money I made, right?”

As he said that, the guy took out the banknotes from his pocket and ran over: "Get out of the way, let me get out of the way! I want to make a bet!"

When the chaotic people over there saw the King of Wolf Sword approaching, they immediately moved out of the way tactfully, but the guy in the front was still lying on the table filling out the betting slip, and shouted excitedly: "Ji Mo this time! I'm sure I'll lose! Wahaha, although the odds are not high, but... I can finally make a fortune! Wahaha..."

But seeing Luo Kedi Luo Ershao shouted angrily, grabbed the guy's scalp and pressed it to the ground, asking fiercely: "Grass! What did you say?"

How could that person not recognize this Wolf Sword Throne? Immediately, his face turned pale, and he kept bowing and bowing: "Young Master Luo, I didn't see you when you were smiling, the little one was wrong..."

Luo Kedi said angrily: "Damn it, it's unlucky to meet you as soon as you come here! Tell me, how much did you suppress to buy Ji Molo?"

"Five...five thousand taels..." The man said awkwardly. Everyone knew that Luo Kedi and Ji Mo were in the same group. Wouldn't suppressing Ji Mo's loss be the same as suppressing Luo Kedi to lose? But he was caught by someone... This guy is really unlucky.

"Fuck you!" Luo Kedi said angrily, "Who told you to beat Ji Mo to lose? Beat him to win! Hurry up! Or I'll break your neck!"

The man screamed: "Young Master Luo...Young Master Luo, there are only rapers, not forced gambling... It's not easy for small ones to make some money..."

"Clang!" Luo Kedi drew his long sword out of its sheath, pressed it on his neck, and asked viciously, "Are you pressing, or not?"

The man's life was threatened, so he had no choice but to give in, and changed the bet list with snot and tears.

Ji Mo outside was so moved that he kept praising Chu Yang: "He's still a brother, look, little wolf is really loyal." Chu Yang pouted.

Luo Kedi waited for him to finish his corrections and take it away, and then he laughed loudly, pop! Putting a pile of bank notes on the gaming table: "Give me fifty thousand taels! I bet Gao Sheng to win! Earn some pocket money, damn poor..."

Everyone fainted at the same time! In an instant, he fell to the ground in a mess.

Even Ou Duxiao, who was in charge behind the gambling table, was extremely surprised. The two iron gallbladders in his hand fell to the ground without a sound, but hit his own feet. He didn't realize it, and looked so arrogant Domineering Luo Kedi: "Who do you say you suppressed? Say it again?..."

"Of course I'm going to be promoted! It's stupid! You don't need to ask!" Luo Kedi was impatient: "Hurry up! Hurry up... What are you looking at? Have you ever seen me so bold that you can get 50,000 taels? You're stupid! Hurry up, don't you see that my time is urgent?..."

Ou Du asked with a dazed smile, "But aren't you going to help Ji Mo fight?"

"What does my fighting have to do with my gambling..." Luo Kedi twisted his fingers and smiled obscenely: "Yinzi, hey, Yinzi..."

Outside the arena, Ji Mo was desperately about to rush over, but was hugged by Dong Wushang. Ji Mo struggled so hard that he even broke free of his shirt, his hands were still scratching in the air, and his feet were paddling on the ground. With a deep trace, Dong Wushang could not hug him with such great strength, and shouted like his heart was tearing blood: "Luo Kedi... Luo Kedi! Lao Tzu...I will not stand with you, I... I and you are at odds with each other, I... I and you, I and you... You are so mad at me..."

After a while, Luo Kedi came out with a betting slip with a smile on his face, blowing the ink on it with his mouth as he walked, and stuffed it in his arms contentedly...

When he looked up and saw Ji Mo looking at him fiercely and panting, he couldn't help but let out a strange cry, turned around and ran away.

Dong Wushang loosened his hand at the right time, and Ji Mo chased after him with all his might, gnashing his teeth and shouting: "You son of a bitch! You son of a bitch! Don't run away...I'm going to tear you alive..."

Luo Kedi desperately ran fast: "Anyone who doesn't run is a fool..."

After chasing and fleeing, there was no shadow in an instant.

The guy who was forced by Luo Kedi to change the betting order just now wanted to cry without tears: You bought Gao Sheng to win yourself, but you actually forced me to buy Ji Mo with a sword... What the hell is wrong with this world...

"Who do you buy wins?" Dong Wushang looked back at Chu Yang.

"Nonsense! Of course I will buy Ji Mo to win!" Chu Yang rolled his eyes.

Dong Wushang hummed, and said with a smile: "I also think that Ji Mo will win! Others don't know the strength of our brother, but I know it clearly. Luo Kedi's move is really wonderful, but it's too Too bad, I don't know how many people will be tricked by him now..."

At this moment, the sound of beating gongs and drums suddenly came: "Mengjia withdraws! The competition has been changed from eight games to seven rounds and four wins. Ji Mo's odds have been raised to 1 to 3... Gao Sheng's odds are 4 Pay one..."

Suddenly there was a commotion!

Why did Mengluo quit? The gamblers here are obsessed with gambling and don't know about it; when they heard that Ji Mo's odds had actually dropped, many people sighed: Regret, I bought it too early.

Cough cough, let me introduce here, one pays three, that is, if you buy one thousand taels, Ji Mo wins, and if Ji Mo really wins, the betting money will be returned, and you will be compensated another three thousand taels. Four to one means that you bet 4,000 taels and Gao Sheng wins. After Gao Sheng wins, the principal will be returned to 4,000 taels, and you will be compensated with 1,000 taels... This paragraph is not counted.

Dong Wushang stomped his feet, a little annoyed: "I bought it one step too late."

"It's not too late." Chu Yang smiled: "The odds will be adjusted. The seventh battle is the same as the eighth battle. Although Mengluo withdrew, it was calculated based on his previous skills before that, and he was not considered a strong player. It can be said that on the other side, it is equivalent to a half-give-up game. After seven battles, their chances of winning are even greater. This adjustment is just a means.”

Dong Wushang thought for a while, and said, "As expected."

At this time, members of the Ji family and the Dong family had already gone to find their respective positions, leaving only Chu Yang and Dong Wushang here. The two simply sat down on one side of the rock, watching the bustle and bustle here, talking as if no one else was around.

At this time, a hundred miles away from the foot of the mountain, a group of black cavalry came towards Dingjun Mountain like a whirlwind! The bustling crowd on the mountain didn't even know... Jun Xizhu, the overlord of the underworld for three days, was coming soon!

Of course, an extremely important little loli also came...

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