Chapter 113 (2/2)
Then Yan Chiling lined up to enter it and said in front of the gambling table, ”I'll press 300 pieces of medium-grade spirit stones and press ye xiwensheng!”
Yan Chiling is gnashing his teeth. Ye Xiwen is fighting for the dignity of their new disciples. He can't help but express his support in this way.
”I press 400!” Then another male voice came in. It was Ye Feng's voice, ”press ye xiwensheng!”
”I also press a hundred!” Ye Ruxue also said gnashing her teeth.
”I press thirty!”
”I'll press ten dollars!”
Seeing that these top disciples were pressed on Ye Xiwen, many new disciples pressed on and said one after another.
Losers don't lose!
The disciple in charge of gambling looked at the crowd in a daze. He didn't know what crazy these new disciples were, and they all pressed on Ye Xiwen who had no chance of winning.
Don't they know they'll lose everything like this? Although it looks tempting to lose 10, as long as there is a chance of winning, do they dare to open up to lose 10?
These fools!
The disciple sneered at himself, but his face was enthusiastic. He took over the spirit stones pressed by the people and registered them one by one. He wanted more of these silly hats. Although many people gambled on Ye Xiwen, most of them were not stupid. They pressed on Mo Han, so they could hardly make any money, Of course, the more such fools, the better.
”Who else wants to bet? The duel will begin soon!” Cried the disciple.
”I press 5000 to buy Ye Xiwen victory!”
A thin blue figure appeared at the door.
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Running Internet cafes in typhoon days is really tangled and depressed! The home network is completely scrapped, pit father!
Just one night, do you have tickets to click and recommend? It's terrible to fall. It was exploded by potatoes again. Come on, let's help Xiaochen explode, OK!