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The face of this Xiaoyaomen sect master looked particularly ugly, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was on the verge of yelling!

"Yang Xiao, get up! What's going on! Who hit you? Anyone who dared to hit my Xiaoyaomen! Is there really no law?"

Zhao Renhao was still laughing and talking at first, thinking that he had earned billions of dollars in trading, and the days of Xiaoyaomen would be very rich...

Now that something like this happened, how could he not be worried? anger?

"This must be the owner of the Xiaoyaomen, right? I have heard of you for a long time! Please exchange my betting voucher... This is the betting voucher issued by your Xiaoyaomen... You won't turn your face and deny people, will you?" !"

Fang Qi walked out from the crowd, surrounded by a few women... First he glanced at the majestic City Lord... Then he focused his gaze on the Xiaoyaomen Sect Master.

Now Fang Qi doesn't care about anything, what he cares most about...is when the Lingshi will arrive in the account...

"Betting voucher? This is indeed my Xiaoyaomen's betting voucher... What's wrong? You just go and exchange it..."

Zhao Renhao frowned. Do you need to bother him with such a trivial matter?

Immediately afterwards, the face of the owner of the Xiaoyao Sect changed... His face turned from red to white, and then from white to red again.

Because Fang Qi unfolded the betting certificate in front of everyone...

Impressively written on it:

"The bet amount is 500 million spirit stones, the odds are 20 times, and Utopia Xue Shisheng wins the bet. With this betting voucher, you can get 10 billion from Xiaoyaomen..."

"Cough...cough cough..."

Zhao Renhao felt his throat was a little sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

My f*ck... 10 billion spirit stones, are you kidding me?

"Yang Xiao! What's going on?"

Zhao Renhao strode forward and kicked Yang Xiao, the deputy head of Xiaoyaomen Yang Xiao remained motionless like a dead dog.

This time he screwed up.

The loss of more than 10 billion Lingshi is not something he can afford...

His life is not worth so many spirit stones.

At this moment, Yang Xiao's heart was ashamed, and she didn't want to say a word.

After Zhao Renhao beat Yang Xiao violently, he knew it in his heart.

The people from Xiaoyaomen... the reason why so many people rubbed against the ground is probably to collect gambling debts...

Looking at the excited expressions of these monks holding the betting vouchers one by one... I knew that this game must have collapsed!

In particular, there is a big head of 10 billion... This is crazy, it's crazy!

"Master Zhao, don't be so busy beating people, first exchange my exchange voucher, I'm still waiting for the spirit stone to be used urgently!"

Fang Qi was speechless, thinking not to escape the order...

"Hehe... this little brother, I don't pay much attention to the handicap. It's my Xiaoyaomen deputy head Yang Xiao who is in charge. As you can see, he is crazy now... so I can't be sure about these bets." Authenticity!"

Zhao Renhao now feels that his face is already familiar.

He, Zhao Renhao, has been in Huatian City for so many years. When was he not a day of arrogance, and when was he so useless?

Being stuck here and forced to pay for gambling debts... I feel sick to hear it!

"My Cao! You don't want to rely on my spirit stone, do you! The city lord is here, you have to be the master for us!"

"Yes, Lord City Lord, it's not easy for us to earn some spirit stones... They cheated us of our hard-earned money at Xiaoyaomen... They have no conscience! Lord City Lord, please make the decision!"

"Please, Lord City Lord, be the master!"

"Please, Lord City Lord, be the master!"