Some people looked at Han Sanqian's back and felt that he was extremely cool. After all, he was so calm about challenging Mr. Ruyu. It was quite courageous.
But more people looked at Han Sanqian's back and couldn't help but sneered coldly.
"Some people are more stupid than riding a tiger. Now, I really have to go up to the ring."
"Everyone, I have nothing to do anyway, let's make a bet?" Someone laughed.
"What to bet on?" Many people came to be interested.
"What else can we bet on? Can we bet on whether this guy can win or not? If you want to bet, naturally bet on something you can bet on." When he said this, the man smiled: "Let's bet on how long he can stand in the ring.
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"Damn it, this fucking thing can't be counted in seconds?" Upon hearing this bet, many people laughed on the spot.
"From one second to ten seconds, bet as you like. After ten seconds, the payout will be high. Come on, I'll be the banker."
Mr. Lu sneered on the side, took out a few pieces of amethyst from his arms, and threw them directly to the man: "Here are ten thousand amethysts. I will lose in three seconds."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Lu took Zhu San and others, turned around and headed back to his place.
With Mr. Lu being the first to take advantage of the situation, the rest became even easier. Others also started to take action. In just a few seconds, all kinds of buying methods were bought directly within five seconds, and the odds were extremely high.
So it's so low that it's outrageous.
"The odds are one to twenty after ten seconds? What about one minute later?" asked a gambler.
Hearing this, the man sitting in the bank was stunned on the spot, and then burst into laughter together with the people next to him.
Ten seconds later is a huge problem, so what about one minute? If this isn’t making people laugh, what else is it?
However, the man in charge is naturally open to all comers. When someone asked, he simply replied: "One to eighty in one minute."
One to eighty, it is obviously difficult for ordinary bookmakers to place such a bet. After all, once someone guesses it, the result will most likely make the bookmaker lose all his money.
But to the banker at this time, this kind of high compensation can be regarded as a joke.
After all, it is impossible for this situation to happen. It is just a higher odds and a more dog-like bookmaker.
He is like this, and so are others. Some things seem to have high odds, but in fact they are just potholes. Naturally, it is impossible to buy them with your own real money. You can just treat them as a joke and have fun.
The gambler, on the other hand, was extremely excited when he heard this high payout.
This means that if you spend 100 amethysts, you may be able to earn back 8,000. This is simply making a fortune overnight.
Thinking of this, he suppressed his excitement and asked, "What if it takes ten minutes?"
"Ten minutes?" The dealer was stunned again and glanced at the onlookers: "I'll give you a loss of 160."
"One hundred and six?" The gambler's eyes brightened: "Then what if that kid wins?"
This time, without waiting for the person sitting in the bank to answer, the people around him had already answered directly.
"Damn it, it's your kind of dog betting that makes you bankrupt by betting on dogs, right? How the hell do you still want to make a comeback?"
"Haha, if he had been in his right mind, he wouldn't have ended up like he did today. Looking at his poor and defeated appearance, he obviously lost a lot. He would be living out his childhood dream here."
"You have to place your hopes on such a big turnaround, little gambling dog. I suggest you go for a walk on the road. The probability of losing tens of thousands of amethysts on the road is higher than your chance of gambling here."
A group of people sneered, laughed, and laughed, full of sarcasm.
The gambler was a little embarrassed for a while, but he really lost too much during this time. Debts are everywhere outside. In a place like the Demon Clan, once you go into debt, the consequences will be very terrible.
Therefore, he knew that there was little hope, but he still wanted to make a comeback.
Anyway, it's a dead end.
Thinking of this, he also glanced at a few villains in the crowd.
And those evil men were glaring at each other at this time. They were one of the creditors today, but this grandson was also a thief. He fled here all the way, hoping to rely on the city lord's palace to avoid the violent urging of himself and others.
debt.
"How much exactly?" Gambling Dog gritted his teeth and asked urgently.
The dealer was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, if he wins, I will give you twice as much, one to three hundred and two."
"Three hundred and two? Okay, I'm all-in." After saying that, he suddenly took out a big bag from his arms...
