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Chapter 523 You wont let me win money

"The Great Demon King!"

This shout immediately received a response from other people, who all shouted like crazy about the big devil.

Others admire movie stars and athletes, but here, whoever is bloody and violent enough is their idol.

Although the commentator is used to seeing scenes of killing, it is obviously the first time he has seen such cruel and bloody methods. He was so frightened that he could not speak clearly, and stammered: "This is the victory of the big devil. Please excuse me."

One!"

A long-haired man with an extremely pale face and no real age could be seen walked out from the second floor. Gu Jingshen said coldly with a cold light in his eyes: "Kill him for me, do you understand?"

The long-haired man turned his lips up, revealing his white teeth, and said in a sharp voice: "Don't worry, Gang Leader, when have I ever let you down?"

Gu Jingshen's original plan was to let Ji Wufeng and his party enter the underground city alive without any return, only to be turned into corpses and carried out. Today, even if Ji Wufeng and his party were killed, no one said anything.

However, if word spread that he had killed several masters in the field by himself, then his face would not look good. ??

After the long-haired man came on the stage, the commentator's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he introduced with a forced smile: "Now our boxer Bai Wuchang is on the stage, please hurry up and place your bets!"

After saying that, he ran away as if he had just seen a ghost.

Looking at Bai Wuchang, the long-haired man with pale skin and feeling the cold aura on his body, Murong Wuji immediately concluded that this Bai Wuchang was practicing an extremely vicious martial arts. He looked like a living corpse.

, eerie and terrifying, mainly taking the route from dark to cold.

"I haven't met a master like you for a long time. It's enough for me to eat for several days."

Bai Wuchang watched Murong Wuji licking his lips greedily, showing his white teeth. His voice was very harsh, making people think of a kind of person, a eunuch.

Hearing this, everyone who knew Bai Wuchang had strange expressions on their faces. Some people couldn't help but vomit, because they all knew that Bai Wuchang had a very disgusting habit of eating his opponents alive after seriously injuring them.

, extremely real human cannibalism.

Everyone placed their bets, and this time many people chose Bai Wuchang, no longer optimistic about Murong Wuji, even though Murong Wuji had performed very well before.

After the bets were placed, the game started. Murong Wuji suddenly felt an extremely cold aura from Bai Wuchang, and he immediately understood why so many people were optimistic about Bai Wuchang.

It turns out that what he practices is Yin Corpse Kung Fu, a martial art originally meant for women. If a man wants to practice, he must swing his sword from the palace. Otherwise, the conflict between yin and yang in his body will lead him to go crazy and explode to death.

The Yin Corpse Kung Fu is very weird. As long as his true energy invades the body, he will be poisoned by Bai Wuchang's cold poison. The body will be greatly restricted and will have to be at his mercy.

Murong Wuji didn't want to waste any more time and said disdainfully: "You are the most disgusting person I have ever seen."

Suddenly, Bai Wuchang felt a fierce aura from Murong Wuji, which was as violent as a burning fire, and his face suddenly changed drastically, indicating that something was not good.

Murong Wuji slowly approached Bai Wuchang, and Bai Wuchang felt as if a ball of fire was approaching. He was suppressed by Murong Wuji's extremely powerful momentum, and he had lost the ability to move.

By the time we got there, we were already cold all over

In front of Bai Wuchang, who was sweating and trembling with fear, he grabbed Bai Wuchang's body and lifted it into the air. He grabbed his legs with both hands and pulled hard.

Poof!

Bai Wuchang was actually torn in half by Murong Wuji. Blood gushed out and internal organs were all over the floor. The already strong smell of blood in the arena hit a new high. The arena was like a real slaughterhouse.

.

Wow!

Finally, someone couldn't help but vomited it out. After the first one, there was a second one. Many people vomited one after another and looked at Murong Wuji with extremely horrified eyes. This man calls himself the Great Demon King. Could it be that

Is he really a devil crawling out of hell?

"Next!" Murong Wuji said loudly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a burst of applause, and Gu Jingshen walked slowly over and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Ji, your men are indeed powerful."

Ji Wufeng smiled and said: "No, no, the three-legged cat's kung fu is not on the stage. It's just good luck. The leader of the Jing Jing Shen gang is laughing."

"I hope your luck will always be this good." Gu Jingshen sneered.

"Hahaha……"

Ji Wufeng burst out laughing: "I've always had very good luck. Hey, what about you, the kid who placed the bet? I want to place a bet. How much money have I won? Bet all of it!"

The bettors were going crazy because Ji Wufeng's chips had reached an amount that he couldn't even imagine.

When Gu Jingshen saw that Ji Wufeng didn't buy his account at all, he burst into laughter, but with a cold light in his eyes, he said: "Hahahaha, Brother Ji is really a heroic boy. I hope you have a good time tonight. When you leave,

Be able to return home with a full load!”

He deliberately emphasized the word "leave", patted Ji Wufeng's shoulder and left.

"I'm going to kill him!" Ji Zangfeng looked at Gu Jingshen's back coldly. He dared to threaten Ji Wufeng. This kind of person should die with ten thousand swords piercing his heart!

"Don't worry."

Ji Wufeng stopped Ji Zangfeng and said, "I haven't won enough money yet. If you want to play, you will be able to play later. Besides, you are not his opponent now."

The audience went crazy because as soon as the boxers from the underground city came on the stage, they were knocked away by Murong Wuji as soon as they met. He crashed through the barbed wire fence and landed on the auditorium, knocking two people unconscious. The barbed wire fence was specially made.

Swords are invulnerable, but Murong Wuji actually knocked a person away and directly broke a big hole. How powerful is this strength?

Everyone was shocked again. The fists in the underground city actually gave up and refused to play. They were desperadoes, but in the face of a battle where death was inevitable, they would not fight for their lives, because they were not fools.

However, no one made fun of the boxers in the underground city. People in the audience seemed to have forgotten Murong Wuji's bloody cruelty, and they all shouted: "Big Demon King".

They have never seen a boxer like Murong Wuji, who is bloody, cruel, and extremely powerful, giving people an invincible attitude. In their eyes, Murong Wuji is a god, a bloody and cruel god of death. However, they long for

Such a murderous god.

Seeing that no one dared to play, he had to at least gamble a few games less, and it was all money. Ji Wufeng suddenly yelled angrily: "Damn it, you dare not let me win money, it is really unreasonable, Gu Jingshen, get out of here

Come out!" "Big Devil!"

This shout immediately received a response from other people, who all shouted like crazy about the big devil.

Others admire movie stars and athletes, but here, whoever is bloody and violent enough is their idol.

Although the commentator is used to seeing scenes of killing, it is obviously the first time he has seen such cruel and bloody methods. He was so frightened that he could not speak clearly, and stammered: "This is the victory of the big devil. Please excuse me."

One!"

A long-haired man with an extremely pale face and no real age could be seen walked out from the second floor. Gu Jingshen said coldly with a cold light in his eyes: "Kill him for me, do you understand?"

The long-haired man turned his lips up, revealing his white teeth, and said in a sharp voice: "Don't worry, Gang Leader, when have I ever let you down?"

Gu Jingshen's original plan was to let Ji Wufeng and his party enter the underground city alive without any return, only to be turned into corpses and carried out. Today, even if Ji Wufeng and his party were killed, no one said anything.

However, if word spread that one person had killed several of his masters in a row, then his face would not look good.

After the long-haired man came on the stage, the commentator's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he introduced with a forced smile: "Now our boxer Bai Wuchang is on the stage, please hurry up and place your bets!"

After saying that, he ran away as if he had just seen a ghost.

Looking at Bai Wuchang, the long-haired man with pale skin and feeling the cold aura on his body, Murong Wuji immediately concluded that this Bai Wuchang was practicing an extremely vicious martial arts. He looked like a living corpse.

, eerie and terrifying, mainly taking the route from dark to cold.

"I haven't met a master like you for a long time. It's enough for me to eat for several days."

Bai Wuchang watched Murong Wuji licking his lips greedily, showing his white teeth. His voice was very harsh, making people think of a kind of person, a eunuch.

Hearing this, everyone who knew Bai Wuchang had strange expressions on their faces. Some people couldn't help but vomit, because they all knew that Bai Wuchang had a very disgusting habit of eating his opponents alive after seriously injuring them.

, extremely real human cannibalism.

Everyone placed their bets, and this time many people chose Bai Wuchang, no longer optimistic about Murong Wuji, even though Murong Wuji had performed very well before.

After the bets were placed, the game started. Murong Wuji suddenly felt an extremely cold aura from Bai Wuchang, and he immediately understood why so many people were optimistic about Bai Wuchang.

It turns out that what he practices is Yin Corpse Kung Fu, a martial art originally meant for women. If a man wants to practice, he must swing his sword from the palace. Otherwise, the conflict between yin and yang in his body will lead him to go crazy and explode to death.

The Yin Corpse Kung Fu is very weird. As long as his true energy invades the body, he will be poisoned by Bai Wuchang's cold poison. The body will be greatly restricted and will have to be at his mercy.

Murong Wuji didn't want to waste any more time and said disdainfully: "You are the most disgusting person I have ever seen."

Suddenly, Bai Wuchang felt a fierce aura from Murong Wuji, which was as violent as a burning fire, and his face suddenly changed drastically, indicating that something was not good.

Murong Wuji slowly approached Bai Wuchang, and Bai Wuchang felt as if a ball of fire was approaching. He was suppressed by Murong Wuji's extremely powerful momentum, and he had lost the ability to move.

By the time we got there, we were already cold all over

In front of Bai Wuchang, who was sweating and trembling with fear, he grabbed Bai Wuchang's body and lifted it into the air. He grabbed his legs with both hands and pulled hard.

Poof!

Bai Wuchang was actually torn in half by Murong Wuji. Blood gushed out and internal organs were all over the floor. The already strong smell of blood in the arena hit a new high. The arena was like a real slaughterhouse.

.

Wow!

Finally, someone couldn't help but vomited it out. After the first one, there was a second one. Many people vomited one after another and looked at Murong Wuji with extremely horrified eyes. This man calls himself the Great Demon King. Could it be that

Is he really a devil crawling out of hell?

"Next!" Murong Wuji said loudly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a burst of applause, and Gu Jingshen walked slowly over and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Ji, your men are indeed powerful."

Ji Wufeng smiled and said: "No, no, the three-legged cat's kung fu is not on the stage. It's just good luck. The leader of the Jing Jing Shen gang is laughing."

"I hope your luck will always be this good." Gu Jingshen sneered.

"Hahaha……"

Ji Wufeng burst out laughing: "I've always had very good luck. Hey, what about you, the kid who placed the bet? I want to place a bet. How much money have I won? Bet all of it!"

The bettors were going crazy because Ji Wufeng's chips had reached an amount that he couldn't even imagine.

When Gu Jingshen saw that Ji Wufeng didn't buy his account at all, he burst into laughter, but with a cold light in his eyes, he said: "Hahahaha, Brother Ji is really a heroic boy. I hope you have a good time tonight. When you leave,

Be able to return home with a full load!”

He deliberately emphasized the word "leave", patted Ji Wufeng's shoulder and left.

"I'm going to kill him!" Ji Zangfeng looked at Gu Jingshen's back coldly. He dared to threaten Ji Wufeng. This kind of person should die with ten thousand swords piercing his heart!

"Don't worry."

Ji Wufeng stopped Ji Zangfeng and said, "I haven't won enough money yet. If you want to play, you will be able to play later. Besides, you are not his opponent now."

The audience went crazy because as soon as the boxers from the underground city came on the stage, they were knocked away by Murong Wuji as soon as they met. He crashed through the barbed wire fence and landed on the auditorium, knocking two people unconscious. The barbed wire fence was specially made.

Swords are invulnerable, but Murong Wuji actually knocked a person away and directly broke a big hole. How powerful is this strength?

Everyone was shocked again. The fists in the underground city actually gave up and refused to play. They were desperadoes, but in the face of a battle where death was inevitable, they would not fight for their lives, because they were not fools.

However, no one made fun of the boxers in the underground city. People in the audience seemed to have forgotten Murong Wuji's bloody cruelty, and they all shouted: "Big Demon King".

They have never seen a boxer like Murong Wuji, who is bloody, cruel, and extremely powerful, giving people an invincible attitude. In their eyes, Murong Wuji is a god, a bloody and cruel god of death. However, they long for

Such a murderous god.

Seeing that no one dared to play, he had to at least gamble a few games less, and it was all money. Ji Wufeng suddenly yelled angrily: "Damn it, you dare not let me win money, it is really unreasonable, Gu Jingshen, get out of here

come out!"


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