Shinto Dantei

"It doesn't matter, I'll bet on Ye Chen."

Ye Chen smiled calmly.

Nonsense, it's because I have inexplicable confidence in myself that I bet!

Anyway, I just happened to come across it, just treat it as a windfall.

This holy pill was one of the few given to me by the Ghost Hand Medicine Emperor at that time, and there is only this last one left. Otherwise, Ye Chen really wants to bet more.

"Little brother, you must be bewitched by someone, you have to think clearly, Ye Chen is unknown, it's hard to say whether he can enter the top ten, you bet on him to the top, there is a big risk!"

Wang Dacai said righteously, "Again, I, Wang Dacai, will never make money at a loss, especially a holy pill, it's a matter of great importance, little brother must think twice!"

He was a little confused in his heart.

I have already made Ye Chen's odds high enough, it is almost impossible for anyone to bet on him, but who would have thought that there is really a stubborn person, and bet on a holy pill at once.

What a joke, I finally found out about Ye Chen's strength.

Those Tianjiao and elders of Jiandao Academy did not die at the hands of Benliu Academy, but at the hands of Ye Chen!

Ye Chen killed them all alone!

Knowing how strong Ye Chen is, Wang Dacai tried every means to stop Ye Chen from betting.

You know, Ye Chen's strength is even better than Ye Feng.

He has a great chance of winning first place!

With a probability of 10 to 1, ten holy pills will be spent at once.

Although I have a big family, I dare not play like this.

Everyone knows that the odds of 10 to 1 are exaggerated, which means that Ye Chen has no chance of winning first place, but you, a stubborn kid, insist on betting on him. Isn't this embarrassing for me, Wang Dacai?

You don't play like this, you know!

"Little brother, what Boss Ren Wang said is right. No matter how rich you are, you can't play like this."

"Yes, listen to me, bet this pill on Ye Feng. Although the odds are not high, it is stable!"

"Boss Wang is really conscientious. He would rather die than make this money. Chen admires him."

For a while, many practitioners bowed their hands and sighed at Wang Dacai's noble character.

"Although Wang is a businessman, he also has a conscience and a bottom line. These are what Wang should do. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Wang Dacai looked serious and returned the gifts repeatedly.

In his opinion, Ye Chen, Ye Feng, and Chen Liuhe all have the possibility of winning the first place.

If this holy pill is bet on Chen Liuhe and Ye Feng, it would be okay, because they are strong and famous, and the most important thing is that the odds are low. Even if someone else really wins, he doesn't need to pay too much.

The key is that he bet on Ye Chen!

Once Ye Chen really wins, ten holy pills at once, won't he be heartbroken?

Ye Chen: "..."

I just want to bet on myself, why are there so many trivial matters?

He could see that Wang Dacai really didn't want him to bet on her.

He must have found out some information and knew how strong he was, so he deliberately raised his odds, hoping to play a trick under the lamp and make a fortune.

But he didn't expect that he would get a holy pill when he went up, which made him dumbfounded.

"Boss Wang has been blocking me, is there something wrong with him?"

Ye Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense and asked directly.

"Haha! Wang wanted to persuade you with good intentions... That's it, good words can't persuade a damned ghost. Originally, Wang didn't want to win you in this way. Since you insist, Wang will accept it with a smile!"

Wang Dacai looked serious, but in fact, his heart was trembling with pain, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

Next, he could only hope that Ye Chen would never take the first place!

Otherwise, all the money earned this time would have to be paid out.

Wang Dacai's hand trembled a little when he took the Sanyang Pill.

This scene fell into the eyes of many practitioners, and even won a wave of praise.

"Boss Wang, you are really a kind man."

"I didn't expect Jubao Pavilion to be so conscientious, love it."

"Humph, this kid really doesn't know what's good for him."

For a while, various voices came into his ears.

Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to this.

A smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

The odds of 10 to 1 are worthy of the scale of Jubao Pavilion, and it won't bleed a lot.

Behind him, Zhou Wuji was completely dumbfounded.

He was full of confidence and thought that Ye Chen really had some inside information.

Seeing that Ye Chen took out a Sanyang Pill, he was even more delighted in his heart.

If there was no inside information, would he be so generous?

This is a holy pill. If it is sold outside, it will cost at least 500 medium-grade spirit stones!

Even if this kid is a child of a noble family, this is definitely a big deal.

But who would have thought that he would go up and bet the Sanyang Pill on Ye Chen.

At this moment, Zhou Wuji only wanted to ask one question - are you really not a shill hired by Wang Dacai?

"Brother Zhou, the opportunity is right in front of you."

Ye Chen smiled lightly. Wang Dacai was full of bad water, so it would be nice to make him bleed a little.

Zhou Wuji stared at Ye Chen seriously, "I have no grudges against you, why do you treat me as a fool?"

"Believe it or not."

Ye Chen looked puzzled.

If you don't cherish the opportunity to make a fortune, you can't blame others.

Zhou Wuji's eyes were very suspicious.

He looked up and down at Ye Chen, and no matter how he looked at him, he looked like a shill.

He just threw a holy pill in and bet on someone who couldn't get the first place.

I really don’t dare to play like this if I don’t have any capital.

Ye Chen walked straight back to the table and drank tea by himself.

There is still half an hour before the battle for the Hidden Dragon List.

Just stay here and enjoy the final peace.

Zhou Wuji paced back and forth with hesitation in his eyes.

In the past, I always made a bet confidently, thinking that I would win, but in the end, I always lost miserably.

This time, if you follow this guy and place a bet, maybe it will work wonders?

Otherwise, give it a try?

If you try hard, you can't live up to the pot of spiritual tea you bought for him, right?

Just that pot of spiritual tea is worth five middle-grade spiritual stones!

"Boss Wang, I'll bet on you too."

Zhou Wuji looked gloomy, and after some mental struggle, he finally decided to give it a try.

Anyway, I have lost enough, so this time is not bad.

"Hey, Mr. Zhou!"

Wang Dacai smiled from ear to ear when he saw Zhou Wuji.

Although Zhou Wuji is not from a noble family, he has a mysterious origin and has always been generous.

In the past few years, the number of middle-grade spiritual stones lost to Jubao Pavilion alone has been at least 5,000!

Definitely a big customer!

"Wang looks at Mr. Zhou's good fortune, and thinks that he must be lucky today."

Wang Dacai rubbed his hands, his eyes gleaming.

Why don't there be more customers with such stupid people and rich money?

If we could get a few more, the shops on the other half of the street would be ours.

"A holy elixir for Ye Chen."

Zhou Wuji's heart changed and he also produced a holy elixir.

Wang Dacai: "???"