2841: C2841 The Death Plate

C2841 The Death Plate

"I didn't expect you to be so infatuated with this little rascal..."

"Sigh..."

"[Why are you and that lass Xiangfei always like this!]"

"What kind of Ecstasy did this brat give you!?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman's instructor, ding Ling, gritted her teeth, and naturally had some taste in her heart.

……

The waves of bets were still unknowingly erupting in full force!

At least, the current situation seemed pretty good.

With a glance, it was bustling with noise and excitement!

And as expected, more than 95% of the people who had placed their bets had chosen to vote for Faang Fann to win.

The previous 23 consecutive victories had given them unparalleled confidence!

And the few times they had missed opportunities had almost caused them to break their thighs!

The current Faang Fann was even a form of faith to them!

This belief was already in place, how could they not place their bets?

This also involved a few big bets...

For example, the five trillion Low Grade Star Core that Tai Shujie had placed!

Bai Piao had bet one trillion Low Grade Star Core!

And the 2 trillion Low Grade Star Core that Mu Rong Yu had bet on...

Adding all of these together, it was already eight trillion!

Adding on the other bets placed by the other bidders, the stakes of this match had even exceeded five trillion Low Grade Star Core! Even if converted to high-grade Star Core, it would still be 500,000!

One had to say, this was a huge gamble!

Such a huge gamble was placed here, and it already caused one's heart to surge with emotion!

……

Within the colosseum, in a luxurious room.

"50 trillion..."

"Hehe..."

"The bets are still going on..."

"Many people are still hesitating..."

"Give them some more time to blow the wind by their ears and make the atmosphere more lively..."

"This bet will reach a hundred trillion Low Grade Star Core! It will be converted into a million high-grade Star Core!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."1

"When the time comes, we can simply compensate those gamblers who bet on Faang Fann's loss, and we can earn at least 80,000,000,000!"

"Hehe!"

"Isn't this just reaching out our hands? "

"The opening of the market is the profits of our warbeast arena for many years!"

The middle-aged man in the simple robe shook his trademark, fingerless left hand. As he spoke on the other side, the flush on his face increased.

As he thought of this, his breathing became hurried.

He then licked his lips and his thoughts boiled!

He was too excited...

It was difficult to express such excitement with words!

A wave of invisible force was about to take off!

The middle-aged manager of the colosseum, bao Ming, revealed a bitter smile...

Second Master was indeed playing a little too much.

If... If everything went smoothly, that would be natural. It would be an extremely good deal to even be able to directly take off with him, and the benefits he would obtain would definitely not be small...

But... would everything really go smoothly?

What if... he encountered an accident on the first try? What would he do then?

What should he do?

These questions should have been taken into consideration from the start...

After all... After all, the one who was sent this time was a forbidden Tianma...

"Second Master, it's better for us to be careful..."

"I think we should let the devotees in the colosseum prepare..."

"What if... If there really is an accident, then... I'll have them kill this little Tianma as soon as possible. "

"We absolutely cannot let this matter become too chaotic!"

"Second Master, this is my only wish..."

The middle-aged steward, bao Ming, swallowed a mouthful of saliva. As he spoke, the corners of his mouth twitched even more.

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