Kicked myself unconscious, this operation was so sexy.
The corners of Xiao Yun's mouth curled up slightly.
This guy is quite smart.
If he really wanted to take revenge on him, he wouldn't mind sending him to meet another Artest under this rule.
"this……"
"Player No. 8 Artest kicked himself unconscious."
"No. 7... wins!"
The host himself couldn't believe this result.
This announced that Xiao Yun won.
The audience immediately exploded.
"Damn it."
"Fake fight."
"This is a fake fight."
"Shady."
"There is definitely a shady story."
All the spectators turned to look at Artest's employer fiercely, scaring the employer into a cold sweat.
Especially Mr. Li from the Demon City.
He has already stood up.
He looked at Artai's employer with a cold look: "Okay, very good, you dare to fake punch in front of me, Mr. Li."
Artest's employer felt his feet were weak.
Cold sweat flowed down uncontrollably.
This situation was somewhat unbearable for him.
Damn Artest.
It's very harmful.
No wonder these people were shouting and scolding him angrily.
Really.
They all bet on Artest. Artest kicked himself unconscious and all their money was gone.
"Oops."
"There is such a thing."
"Master Li, I'm sorry, I just accepted the money with a smile."
"One hundred and fifty times, I, Long Ziming, will become a billionaire in an instant. Hahahaha, money is really easy to make." Long Ziming smiled so happily.
Who doesn’t want to make money.
What's more, earning tens of billions is faster than any big business.
Mr. Li's face was gloomy to the extreme, and he looked at Mr. Long fiercely: "Young man, this is not your fault, is it?"
"cut?"
"I, Long Ziming, am not such a dishonest person."
"besides."
"To borrow a word from you, don't talk to me with this attitude. Others are afraid of you, Mr. Li, but I, Long Ziming, don't take it seriously." Long Ziming said disdainfully.
"you……"
"Hmph, let's wait and see." This sentence made Mr. Li choke and blush.
"Oh, this player No. 7 is so cute. Without doing anything, I won more than 10 billion...I am much more capable than those brothers at home." Long Ziming looked at him and stood calmly.
Xiao Yun there.
Smiling.
In anger, I bet Xiao Yun 150 million, but I didn't expect to get such a gain. The odds are 150 times one to one, the highest in history...
With such a result, Long Ziming couldn't help laughing.
certainly.
Not only Long Ziming was happy in the audience, but Xu Ranran was also the one who jumped for joy.
"Wow."
"Xiao Yun wins, Xiao Yun wins."
"I suddenly became so rich." Xu Ranran said excitedly. As a top star, he still has a fortune of 10 to 20 billion.
However, who would mind having too much money, let alone making such easy money.
This scene.
Zhao Cheng and Aunt Wu were both dumbfounded. When Xu Ranran directly spent 100 million, they were still worried about Xu Ranran's wallet.
But now, in just a few minutes, tens of billions have been made?
Is money so easy to make?
Thinking of Xiao Yun asking Xu Ranran to bet on him before, they began to wonder if Xiao Yun had bribed the other player in advance.
Even people on Xiao Yun's side began to suspect the shady story. You can imagine how angry the other viewers were.
Seeing the enthusiasm of the people.
At this time, the organizer hurriedly sent a professional doctor to check Artest's injury.
One check.
The results came out.
Severe concussion...
I have to say.
This result made Artest's employer relieved, and the hatred of the audience also eased a lot.
It's not like you're going to give yourself a concussion if you hit a fake punch, right?
"Everyone, all the bosses here, give me ten nerves and I wouldn't dare to ask Artest to fake a punch." Artest's employer cried out at the right time.
It actually calmed down many people.
Young Master Li from the Magic City also calmed down at this moment.
Play fake punches in a place like this.
It shouldn't happen.
In other words, Artest really kicked himself unconscious?
Is this the level of a Muay Thai champion?
Regarding this matter, Mr. Li finally figured it out, but the proud look of Fatty Long next to him still made him very unhappy.
"snort."
"Let you be happy for a while first." Mr. Li said unhappily.
"Oh, Mr. Li probably still wants to overturn my game. I have more than 20 billion to play with you today."
"Master Li, your father probably didn't give you so much money." Long Ziming laughed loudly.
Mr. Li's face turned into pig liver again.
The elders of the other two families were also speechless.
This kind of place.
They can also be regarded as spending a lot of money.
But that is also limited.
Each person can reach up to a billion dollars.
If you really want to bring tens of billions to bet... your legs will be broken by the elders in the family.
No matter how big a family is, it cannot afford such squandering.
Seeing Long Ziming's appearance, even they were so cruel that their teeth itched.
"Everyone."
"The last game was really... a bit unexpected."
"Our No. 7 player actually won the game without even moving. As usual, No. 7 player, do you want to choose to rest or continue to compete?" the host asked.
Xiao Yun nodded lightly.
"Let the next one come up quickly."
One sentence.
It once again ignited the atmosphere of the audience.
"Fuck."
"This guy won a game by luck, and he started to become arrogant?"
"Who's next? Kill him. I'll bet heavily on this bastard and lose." The crowd started talking.
Everyone has a bad impression of Xiao Yun.
Although it was Artest who kicked them unconscious before, they also attributed their anger to Xiao Yun.
Seeing Xiao Yun like this.
Then Mr. Li was happy again.
This is nothing but a stupid young man.
"I lost more than 100 million."
"Master Long, do you dare to continue?" Master Li looked at Long Ziming and said provocatively.
"Ha, what am I afraid of? I have more than 20 billion."
"I really like that guy, so let's pay him 500 million. Oh, who gave us more money?" Long Ziming looked embarrassed.
I hated Mr. Li so much that he was itching his teeth.
But there was no choice but to find Long Ziming.
"Two hundred million, no matter who that guy's opponent is, I'll bet on it." Mr. Li said fiercely.
"ah?"
"Two hundred million? Did I hear you right? When did Mr. Li from our Magic City become so cowardly? Forget it, just two hundred million, just two hundred million. A rich man like me doesn't care." Long Ziming touched his ears, endless
mocking Mr. Li.
Mr. Li was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
According to the order.
Xiao Yun's next opponent is No. 9.
But he is an acquaintance.
It was the guy who slashed Xiao Yun's throat before.
"No. 9, worth 80 million."
"No. 7, if you win one game, you will be worth... 1.5 million."
"The odds are, number nine is 1 to 1.7, number 7 is 1 to 11."
The host's voice sounded again.
Just these odds.
But it was directly reduced by more than ten times.
It seems.
In the last round, Xiao Yun made them suffer a heavy loss.