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677, gambling(1/4)

He family, He Yangsun?

The former eldest son of the He family who was expelled from the city, was a joke among the family?

Before the battle stage, everyone turned around and saw He Yangsun striding forward with the scroll in his hand.

He walked up to the three judges and placed the scroll on the long case.

There is no city owner in Tacheng, but the affairs in the city are arranged by the Council of Elders composed of aristocratic families.

Among the several big families in Tacheng, there will be many powerful people who control various affairs in Tacheng.

Taxation, management, certification of armor masters and puppet masters, and the adjudication of various gambling battles, etc.

For example, today's three rulings were arranged by the Presbyterian Council in the city, two fourth-level armor masters and one third-level puppet master.

In this gambling battle, the winner needs to pay a certain amount of fees and commissions.

Of course, there were other people betting and there was some profit in the end.

The old man in a green robe reached out and picked up the book that He Yangsun had placed on the table, then read it and handed it to the other two people.

The three of them looked at it and nodded to each other.

"The land deed handed over by He Yangsun has been verified to be correct."

"Is the Tao family willing to accept a gambling war?"

The old man in green robe looked at Tao Shuo on the high platform.

Tao Shuo grinned and looked at He Yangsun who looked indifferent: "Young Master He, are these the property of Mrs. He's family?"

"If you really lose all these things, you, Master He, will really end up living on the streets."

His words made everyone in the audience laugh out loud.

Many people know that He Yangsun lost all the He family's fortune.

Especially after he was kicked out of the He family by people from the He family.

Seeing He Yangsun take the stage, He Yulin's expression changed, and he finally shook his head and said: "He Yangsun, you are no longer a member of the He family in Tacheng. It is not your turn to participate in these matters."

Hearing his words, He Yangsun raised his head to look at him, then turned to look at Tao Shuo.

"If I lose this family, I will go to the Tao family to be a bodyguard."

"I don't think the Tao family will want me anymore, right?"

Tao Shuo was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

People in the audience also shook their heads.

This He Yangsun really has no ambition at all.

He Yulin shook his head slightly, and the He family members in the audience stared at him angrily.

"Okay, if you lose, my Tao family will reward you with a bite of food." Tao Shuo spoke loudly, then looked at the three judges and said: "Three judges, my Tao family will take over this betting battle."

received.

The faces of those in the He family were complicated.

The people watching below were very interested.

"Hurry up and start betting. If I want to beat He Yangsun to win, just bet one source coin."

"Haha, I also support Mr. He, two source coins, no more."

Among the scattered discussions below, the gambling battle has been reestablished on the stage.

The person the Tao family went to fight was the elite of the Tao family's descendants, trainee armor master Tao Minghua.

However, twenty-year-old Tao Minghua has already reached the threshold of a first-level armor master.

Although Tao Shuo looked down upon He Yangsun in his words, he really made plans and went all out.

Tao Minghua is already one of the top three strong men among the younger generations of the Tao family.

"Haha, Head of the He family, why don't you step down and support the He family?" When Tao Minghua and He Yangsun stood still on the stage, Tao Shuo looked at He Yulin, who was a little distracted.

"He's not from my He family—" The young man behind He Yulin didn't finish his words, but was slapped aside by He Yulin.

He strode to the long desk aside and took out a cyan card.

"Three thousand source coins can defeat He Yang and Sun Sheng."

He looked up and saw on the golden light screen beside the long desk, He Yang and Sun Sheng, who paid two to one, and Tao Minghua, who paid one point and two to one.

Tao Minghua's bet has exceeded 18,000 Yuan coins, while He Yangsun's bet has only been over 2,000.

There are only more than two thousand people, many of whom are suppressed by those who just want to support themselves.

"Haha, I gave my Minghua five thousand Yuan coins." Tao Shuo walked over with a long smile and took out his Yuan coin card.

"when--"

On the stage, the call for competition sounded.

Tao Minghua had already rushed forward the moment the bell rang.

There was a hint of cold light on his blue-grey armor.

A three-foot-long sword struck at He Yangsun's neck.

This sword tore through the air in front of him with a sharp whistling sound.

The sword is three feet long, with a flash of light on the blade and rhombus-shaped marks on the blade.

There is thick blood in the blood groove on the spine of the sword.

This sword has killed people.

The long sword flashed and reached He Yangsun's head.

"Stab-"

With one slash of the sword, He Yangsun's body was directly torn into pieces.

Tao Minghua grinned and slowly sheathed his sword.

Unexpectedly, the strength of this Tacheng money-giving boy was so weak.

Can't even catch a sword.

But at this moment, Tao Shuo and several strong men from the Tao family who were sitting under the high platform suddenly stood up.

"Afterimage?" He Yulin was stunned.

"Is this an afterimage?" There was an uproar in the audience.

If you want to leave an afterimage while taking action, you need to be extremely fast.

The fact that He Yangsun can leave an afterimage in place shows that he is extremely fast.

It was so fast that even Tao Minghua couldn't see clearly.

"Stab-"

A soft sound.

Tao Minghua felt pain all over his body. When he lowered his head, he saw a knife mark on his waist.

Turning his head with difficulty, he saw He Yangsun holding a long knife behind his back.

At some point, He Yangsun came behind him, held a long knife, and made a gash on his waist.

He still wanted to raise his hand to draw the sword, but felt that the wound on his waist had drained all his strength.

Tao Minghua's body went limp and he fell to the ground.

"He Yangsun wins."

One of the judges stood up and spoke loudly.

Win with one blow!

At this moment, everyone in the audience looked dull.

too fast!

The speed is too fast.

The result is too fast!

When did He Yangsun become so strong that he could defeat the same level armor master with one strike?

"It seems like he hasn't controlled the armor and puppets yet, right?"

"You can win directly with one move without resorting to the power of armor and puppets. Is He Yangsun so powerful with such a method?"

Under the stage, the discussion started to be uproar.

"Fake fight, it must be a fake fight!" someone shouted, clenching his fists tightly.

He bet Tao Minghua for thirty source coins, how could he lose like this?
To be continued...
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