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I already told you that they are the champions of this competition, and there are still people who don't believe me, if they are blind then forget about it, forget it, no one can stop me from getting rich, haha, come come come come, I will buy a few more tickets, gee, it's a deal.

A shabbily dressed middle-aged man with a beard almost as long as his hair shouted to a small child who was carrying a red box. He took out a crumpled silver note from his pocket and stuffed it into the small mouth of the red box.

Looking at his haggard appearance, in order to make a windfall, he probably lost all his money in all kinds of gambling competitions. This crumpled banknotes were probably borrowed from relatives and friends, and some of it was exchanged for a profit in the black market.

Feeling that the silver bills were no longer in his hands, the man smiled and sighed, as if he was somewhat relieved. He then exchanged a few bills from the little boy and carefully put them back into his pocket. As the boy was about to leave, he did not forget to remind him, "Little friend, stop messing around. It's not good to lose my money, but Uncle, I still need to change it after the match."

Holding the heavy box of money, the little man secretly complained. It wasn't because he was tired, but because all the gamblers had placed their bets on the second young master of the Long family. If things continued like this, then their gambling house would only close down.

Sighing lightly at the injustice of the world, the little boy welcomed another business deal ?

"He really is a wild horse, not only does he have a coquettish posture, but he is also so strong that he has no friends. Nothing to say, nothing to say, I admire him!" "Butler, give him the bet of one hundred gold."

A young master of a rich family with his legs crossed pointed at a little boy and said to a white-bearded old man beside him. From the looks of it, he was not a local.

The little boy wanted to cry but had no tears. This time, if the second young master of the Long family won, then he really wouldn't be able to afford it.

As the competition drew to a close, the gamblers from all over the place quietly appeared from their seats. After silently observing the two rounds below the stage, they also understood in their hearts that if it wasn't for the fact that the strength displayed by the second young master of the Long family was too powerful, the gamblers would not have been so engrossed. There was no need to compete with the other gamblers' abilities.

The gamblers were not stupid, seeing that the Second Young Master's strength was too outstanding, they hurriedly adjusted their odds and went from 1: 1 to 0.5: 1, all the way down to 1: 1. Even so, the gamblers would not be able to keep their loyalty to the Second Young Master of the Long family, and in order to adjust their gambling capital, the gamblers did not hesitate to raise the odds of Fan Mu's team to 1: 50. However, they were unable to attract anyone, and like these gamblers, the second young master of the Long family was determined to be the last winner of the Dragon Flame competition.

However, there were people who liked to go against the will of the heavens ?

"That, come here." A mysterious man wearing a straw hat and simple clothes revealed a sly smile, "I also want to buy one to play with."

The little boy was slightly speechless, he took out a stack of gambling tickets and tore out two of them and handed them to the man, "Sigh, one for Long Qi Tian and one for Long Ao Tian, there's not much left."

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself that if there was another young master like him who was betting on the Long family's second son, he would definitely not sell him. Right now, the gambling house was at a critical moment of life and death, and the previous rich kid had already made a fatal stab, if he made another blow, then that would be great.

"Hehe, you should take it back," said the bamboo hat man as he pushed away the boy's hand.

The little boy thought he had enough, so he twitched, "Whether I like it or not, I'll keep the last two for myself."

As he said this, he was about to stuff the two bills into a box. After the competition ended, he would at least have a little bit of fun in the gambling den, even though he knew that he was overthinking it.

"Young man, don't be so cocky," the man in the bamboo hat smiled and released a stream of energy, chopping the bill into two. Seeing his' money 'bill disappearing, the boy could not help but feel a bit angry.

"I said no, I don't want these two people. Give me some Fan Mu Group, there should be a lot more."

In his eyes, the situation on the stage was already clear. The people who wanted to buy other teams were either lunatics or fools, could it be that they really met a living fool, and seeing that the strength exuded from him was actually that of an expert, they couldn't help but cough twice, and with a hint of ridicule, asked, "This, big ? Uncle? Brother? Are you sure you didn't pick the wrong person? "

"That's right, it's them." The bamboo hat man's eyes narrowed as he smiled.

The boy coughed dryly and sized up the man's act. He couldn't help but shake his head. From the looks of it, he was likely to be a poor person.

"Master, I wonder how many gambling certificates you want to buy?" The boy slowly let out a breath. In any case, what he bought wasn't the second son of the Long family's wager.

"How many do you have?" The bamboo hat man's brows slightly raised as he smiled and rubbed his fingertips.

The boy lightly smacked his lips, revealing a hint of disdain, and said with a smile that was not a smile, "I have about 10,000 pieces, 10 pieces of gold. Will this lord want two pieces, or three pieces for fun?"

The bamboo hat man shook his head. From his pocket, he took out a gold striped slip of paper and handed it to the boy. He asked, "I wonder how many betting tickets will this bill be worth?"

His eyes revealed astonishment as he opened his trembling mouth and said, "This, this, this, a thousand taels of gold, big, big, big uncle, you, you, you ? you didn't open it, you're joking ?"

The bamboo hat man faintly smiled and said, "I wonder if I can exchange for all the betting certificates in your hands?" How about another one? "

"This, this, this can't be any better. I, I, I can go back and get it. As much as you want, so be it!" The boy would stutter if he was excited, and he couldn't even speak a word.