Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's 10,500 yuan turned into 63,000 yuan, the middle-aged man wished he could hit his head on the betting machine and die.
Zhang Xuezhou's little money is nothing, but Zhang Xuezhou's winning rate is too high.
As long as he can win twice at this rate, or even once, the middle-aged man feels that his financial crisis will be greatly reduced.
Inner regret was tormenting in his heart.
He looked at Zhang Xuezhou with hope, and received Zhang Xuezhou's shake of his head.
"Why don't you just play one game?" The middle-aged man asked anxiously: "You are lucky today, maybe you can get another grand slam with a kill!"
"I have high blood pressure and can't stand this kind of stimulation!"
Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.
The sound remained in Zhang Xuezhou's ears for a few seconds, and then it switched off, and Zhang Xuezhou's ears became clear again.
"ten!"
He lay on the ring, looked at his opponent who looked extremely confused under the mask, and shrugged slightly.
"Yes, but I can't afford it now. The one I just lost has lost part of my medicine money." The middle-aged man nodded to Zhang Xuezhou, and then said enthusiastically: "If you don't want to bet, you can help me take a look.
Let’s see which one has a higher winning rate!”
"oh!"
He has been in the industry for many years, and he has never seen such a situation where he fell down after getting punched in the ring and stopped fighting.
"Nine!"
Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand, stood up, and looked towards the passage where Zhang Manqian disappeared before.
The dim light in front guided the road. Zhang Xuezhou stayed where he was and watched it for a few seconds. When he moved back, he felt that the black cloth behind him was difficult to pull open.
"Is this disease also hereditary?"
Perhaps calling 29749 sequencing personnel resulted in the release of authority, and the door was opened, but as he pushed in, the door completed the command and was powered on and closed again.
Zhang Xuezhou blinked and looked back.
"Go quickly, exercise will make the blood in your body boil!"
"Okay, we admit that the opponent we found for you is indeed a little stronger, but this is not a reason for you to stop competing!"
The excuses he made made the middle-aged man angry.
"29749, you came a little late!"
The countdown of the electronic sound ended, the first sentence of battle in the arena ended, and the voice of persuasion changed its tone again.
Zhang Xuezhou moved awkwardly and took a few steps towards the passage where Zhang Manqian was walking.
Zhang Xuezhou touched the door. He stared at the lights in front of him and slowly groped forward.
Before Zhang Xuezhou could find the call button to reply, the voice in his ears had changed to persuasion.
When the countdown ended, the sequencer in the horse mask stepped on his legs and then punched out.
Zhang Xuezhou frowned slightly, and then heard the call '29749' from the electronic sound, which made Zhang Xuezhou unable to sit still.
There may also be someone corresponding to the position where Zhang Xuezhou is sitting.
As temptations were thrown out one after another, a voice came over asking about the relevant situation.
A heavy blow came, and Zhang Xuezhou fell down in response.
"You need to be clear. If you don't get the corresponding indicators from our Weiyang Martial Arts School, it is impossible to obtain the corresponding fighting skills based on your contact surface!"
But he immediately put the title behind him and let the staff of Weiyang Martial Arts Hall deal with the subsequent troubles.
"I can't stand it anymore. I have a headache and my eyes are starting to blur. I can't see these heart-stimulating things!"
"I'm not here to do sequencing, I just went the wrong way!"
"As long as you fight seriously, even if you lose, we promise to give you a secret key to the genetic arsenal!"
The Horse Mask Sequencer's punches were very heavy, but even with a full set of armor, it wouldn't kill Zhang Xuezhou.
Perhaps because he didn't hear Zhang Xuezhou's response, his persuasive voice had been replaced by a slightly threatening one.
And after a game has been played, their substitutions will inevitably cause greater commotion.
"I hope you can treat this sequencing competition with a correct and serious attitude. If you win the competition, you will not only get a free gene arsenal key for sequencing, but you will also be able to choose a five-star fighting technique for free!"
"Don't mention this kind of unlucky thing. My blood pressure will rise when I'm stimulated, and I might even faint on the spot!"
"Young Master Zuo..."
"etc!"
"You hit the wrong person!"
What does this situation mean?
If the opponent does not cooperate before entering the ring, they can also temporarily change personnel.
When he was about to respond, he heard the voice quickly persuade him again.
There was darkness all around, and at this moment, all that was left in his world was the brightly lit arena, and only the sequencer wearing a horse-face mask opposite him.
"Genetic!"
Hearing the crazy shouts around him, Zhang Xuezhou looked at the opponent with boxing gloves on the opposite side, and then at himself who was fully armed.
But Zhang Xuezhou obviously didn't want to compete in any arena, let alone be beaten repeatedly.
The people who bet on the horse-faced sequencer were still able to maintain their emotions. The people who bet on Zhang Xuezhou were undoubtedly astonished and saw the outcome of this gambling battle directly.
The voice seemed a bit urgent.
More than ten seconds later, Zhang Xuezhou saw the body of the horse-face mask player begin to tremble slightly.
Zhang Xuezhou, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Zhang Xuezhou shouted in despair, then lay down on the ring without getting up.
The sound of yelling and cursing reached his ears. Zhang Xuezhou fumbled around for a while, and finally found a slightly raised button on the mask he was wearing.
He lay dry on the ring, waiting for the countdown to lose to begin.
Before he could find another way out, several headlights suddenly came on, and the intense white light made him unable to open his eyes.
This made the other party's eyes startled, and then he stared firmly at Zhang Xuezhou's eyes.
After taking a few steps, he had already passed through a layer of black cloth.
…
When Zhang Xuezhou reached out and touched it carefully, he realized that the black cloth he had passed through before was like an iron plate.
"Why do you have such a small problem as high blood pressure?"
The electronic sound machine sounded, and the sequencer on the opposite side raised his fists and cupped his hands to indicate.
He is the person who came in pretending to be 29749. The real 29749 may still be blocked by the strong man for questioning at this time.
"oh!"
A voice sounded, and Zhang Xuezhou felt something extra on his body.
"I……"
When Zhang Xuezhou looked back, he saw the black electromagnetic door blocking everything and covering up everything.
"Countdown to the first round, ten, nine, eight..."
"That's too much trouble," the middle-aged man said, "You should go to No. 75, Huaxi 2nd Road and buy a Life No. 1 medicine. That medicine is very effective for basic diseases. Common basic diseases can be cured directly, and special ones can also be cured."
Suppress for three to five years!"
Gambling battles require uncertainty, and even more continuous uncertainty. Only in this way can crazy gamblers be attracted to keep betting.
Zhang Xuezhou's eyes had just adapted to the white light from the darkness. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt his body being pushed, and the light in front of him suddenly turned into daylight.
"one!"
"It seems to be an electromagnetic door!"
"Plus a volume of five-star fighting skills that suits you!"
"Master Zuo?"
For a moment, there was a flood of curses outside the ring.
A one-punch knockout fight is not only unappealing, but also catches many people who had already placed bets off guard.
"Sequencer 29749, is there something wrong with your body?"
In the passage, Zhang Manqian's figure did not appear.
When he lay down and raised the white flag, Zhang Xuezhou felt a questioning voice coming from his ears.
After just a few seconds, the sound of electronic sound machinery sounded.
"This is the same treatment as the one you received before to ensure victory!"
"Did you also buy your L-helicase reagent there?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with interest.
Zhang Xuezhou explained, but the horse-faced mask sequencer opposite him was indifferent and just looked at Zhang Xuezhou with fighting intent.
He repeatedly wanted to take his eyes back, but it was difficult to do so. He could only look into the eyes lying on the ground.
The more he stared, the more frightened he became.
He stared at the eyes under the monkey-faced mask, and felt like he saw an abyss.
Staring into the abyss, he was frightened, trembling with fear, and his hands and feet were becoming weak.