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Chapter 127 Conservative, Fatty Fu will definitely reach the top of the killer list!(1/2)

"I also bet!"

Jiang Feng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"I bet Brother Gu can survive!"

"Seventh brother."

Jiang Hong glanced at him lightly.

"If you have several thousand Yuan crystals, don't use them to embarrass yourself."

"Yes, Brother Jiang."

The fat man looked curious.

"Fat Master, I remember, you are extremely poor!"

"My mansion!"

This time.

However, Jiang Feng no longer lowered his head and looked directly into Jiang Hong's eyes, "It's worth 700,000 yuan crystal! I'll bet you on it!"

Beside him.

For the first time, Manager Li did not object.

Although he knew that this was Gu Han's own choice and Jiang Feng had a high chance of losing the bet, seeing so many people betting on Gu Han's death still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Jiang!"

The fat man gave a thumbs up.

"You're so good, you're such a good friend!"

Pooh!

Manager Li really wanted to hit him.

Damn fat man!

It’s really not a thing!

"well……"

Wu and Feng smiled bitterly.

"We are willing to pay 500,000 yuan crystals each to bet that he... can survive!"

Gu Han insisted on going his own way and didn't even give them a chance to stop him. They did this just to show some people in the Yuqing Sect that they had tried their best.

As for whether Gu Han can survive...

They didn't believe it at all.

well!

A good seedling.

Ruined!

The two of them were a little disappointed and a little sad.

at this time.

Except for a few people.

Almost everyone else participated in this shocking gamble, and the Yuan Jing involved... also reached a terrifying number!

And such a huge number.

This is the first time since the founding of Daqi!

"good!"

The fat man's face was glowing red, fully revealing his nature of enjoying watching the fun.

"Is there no one left? If there is no one, then..."

"Wait, wait."

suddenly.

A voice of lack of confidence came over.

"I...I will give you 300,000 yuan crystals..."

"Teacher Mei?"

The fat man raised his eyebrows and instantly discovered the source of the sound.

"You're being a bit dishonest!"

He was heartbroken.

"After all, you are also our teacher. How can you not even give up the bottom line just to earn this little Yuan Jing..."

"I……"

Mei Yun gritted his teeth.

"I bet he can survive!"

"Huh?"

The fat man was stunned.

"Are you mentally ill?"

"Damn fat man!"

Manager Li couldn't bear it anymore.

"Who the hell are you! If you talk nonsense again, we will shoot you to death!"

"well……"

Faced with everyone's mocking and sarcastic looks, Mei Yun didn't care.

In fact.

He's used to it too.

"To tell you the truth, I have never had bad luck in my life! I know very well what my reputation is, and I don't blame you for avoiding me, but I... just don't want to give up hope! Originally..."

He glanced at Gu Han and the others.

"This time when the martial arts academy opens, if no one chooses me, I... won't be able to stay any longer. But that day, you three suddenly chose me. Although you didn't really mean it, I was still very happy..."

He let out a long breath, as if he had relieved the burden in his heart.

"You gave me hope!"

"So I took out all my belongings and took a gamble!"

"It's not for these Yuanjing!"

"I just want to prove that I can also be lucky, and you...are really my hope for good luck!"

Gu Han remained silent.

He suddenly felt that what he had done to Mei Lun before... was a bit excessive.

"I'll bet too!"

suddenly.

Another voice came.

"Eight hundred thousand yuan crystals!"

Han Fu!

"you?"

The fat man glanced at him.

"Bet on his death?"

"No, bet he will live!"

"Your brain... ahem, do you think so highly of him?"

"intuition!"

Han Fu glanced at the fat man coldly.

Everyone was a little confused.

Forget it about Mei Yun. After all, he was taught by Gu Han. It was unexpected but reasonable to stand on his side.

But Han Fu...has nothing to do with Gu Han and hasn't even said a word to him, so why would he just bet on him to survive?

"Jiaoxi Han."

He Zhong was a little anxious.

"You can't..."

"Just watch."

Han Fu's face was expressionless.

"My intuition is always very accurate!"
To be continued...
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