One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

"It's over, if it continues like this, I will exceed the time I bet."

"Grass……"

The way of betting is not limited to one kind, there is also time betting.

That is, how much time to bet, who can win.

The more accurate the time bet, the higher the profit.

They all thought that Bray would get rid of him soon, but who knew that this person was still on the court after so long.

What are they betting on?

Don't you just know he's going to win?

At this time, Bray has been unable to win for a long time, and everyone looks at the odds of the two sides as if they are across the galaxy, and they only feel that their eyes are dark.

Everyone in the auditorium was angry and yelled at Bray, telling him to quickly knock down Sikong Wu.

"Fuck, what happened to Bray? Why didn't he move?"

"Why did Bray slow down? His physical strength is gone? Impossible..."

"Hey, that bastard kid is actually playing dirty tricks!"

"What the hell are you doing, Bray!!"

"Hit him!!"

…

On the field, Bray's speed suddenly slowed down, and Sikong Wu noticed it. Although he didn't know what was going on with him, he didn't care so much at this moment, and immediately rushed forward to punch him.

Instead of fighting back as usual, Bray was knocked back three steps, as if suddenly unwell.

Sikong Wu: "..."

Sikong Wu knew that he was not that good, so there must be something wrong with Bray himself.

But if you enter here, if you have a problem, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky.

Sikong Wu will not be soft, otherwise he will be the one who lies down.

And he didn't want to lie here.

It's not that Bray didn't fight back at all, but his counterattack at this time seemed weak, and Sikong couldn't deal with it easily.

The roar of the auditorium became louder and louder, and some people even wanted to jump down to fight for Bray.

…

Butler Ke looked down at the young lady who was browsing the optical brain. He didn't care about what happened next, as if he had expected it to happen...

Bray is obviously stronger than Sikong Wu, but something has been wrong with him since just now.

Could it be that the eldest lady did something behind his back?

At this moment, the outside suddenly became quiet, so quiet that only the young man panted slightly, which came in through the screen.

Ling Qiong turned off the optical computer and looked at the virtual screen.

Sikong Wu knelt down on one knee, while Bray was lying on the ground, seemingly unable to get up.

The corners of Lingqiong's lips raised slightly, with a smile all over her eyes, "It's not a waste of money."

Butler Ke: "???"

Ling Qiong turned her head and said excitedly: "Go and get the money."

Not many people bet on Sikong Wu this time, and she made a lot of money.

Butler Ke suspected that the eldest lady of her family was a fraud, but her good 'upbringing' made him respond and lead Lingqiong to collect the money.

Ling Qiong didn't 'open an account' here, so she had to pick it up in person. Like frequent customers, they all have special accounts, and they will be credited directly into the account, so there is no need to make a special trip.

And Zhou Qi, who was as dull as outside, was temporarily forgotten in the room.

…

Ling Qiong came out after receiving the money, just in time to meet Si Kongmao and his group.

Sikong Wu was supported by a person and followed at the end, he seemed to be on the verge of death.

Although Sikong Wu defeated Bray, he himself was also seriously injured.

But the group of people in front didn't care at all, they chatted like wandering around.

"Sikong Wu actually won, Brother Mao, you are amazing as a servant."

"I don't even look at whose companion slave it is."

"Brother Mao, when shall we come again next time?"

Sikong Mao was flattered by the people around him, "Come back in two days, it's meaningless to come every day."

"Too."

"Then Mao, where shall we go to celebrate?"

Sikong Mao waved his hands angrily: "You pick the ground."

After Sikong Mao's words fell, the companion beside him didn't have time to make a fuss when he heard a light voice from the side, "Sikong Mao, where are you going?"

That sound is so nice.

Everyone looked over there involuntarily.

The girl standing over there was wearing a crimson dress, looking at this side with a smile, her stunning appearance made everyone startled.

This... is too pretty!

They have seen many beauties, but they have never seen such beautiful ones.

As beautiful as a work of art, it can only be viewed from a distance, and it is taboo to touch it.

"Miss..." Si Kongmao was terrified when he saw her now, and he was still a little dissatisfied in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face.

His parents have been giving orders from ear to ear, and they must take good care of this man.

Whether he can go to the imperial capital to study is all in this one's mind.

The little girl raised her chin and asked crisply: "What bad things are you doing?"

The corner of Sikong Mao's mouth twitched slightly, "Miss, what are you talking about, I just came to play with my friends."

"Oh..." Ling Qiong looked back, "Are you playing with your life?"

Only then did Sikong Mao realize that Sikong Wu was still behind.

He wanted to block subconsciously, but was pushed away by Ling Qiong, "Why are you blocking me, what can't you see?"

Sikong Mao tried to explain: "Miss, he..."

But Lingqiong didn't listen to him at all, and just walked back.

Sikong Mao's cronies, when they heard that he was called Missy, they all knew who this person was, and they didn't dare to stop them, they gave in one after another.

Ling Qiong just walked in front of Sikong Wu without hindrance.

The person supporting Si Kongwu might also be a servant, seeing her coming, he looked a little panicked.

The people in front didn't speak, so he could only bite the bullet and support him.

Before Sikong Wu completely lost consciousness, Ling Qiong stopped in front of him and leaned over to look at him, that beautiful face came into his sight just like that.

The little girl seemed to be just curious, stared at him a few times, then turned around.

Sikong Wu didn't have the strength to look at them again, he lowered his head, and heard the girl's crisp voice.

"Sikong Mao, do you think it's fun here?"

Sikong Mao didn't know what Lingqiong meant by asking this, so he replied cautiously: "Miss, I don't come here many times..."

Ling Qiong snorted, "I thought you were familiar with this place and could show me around."

When Sikong Mao heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and flattered him: "Miss, although I don't come here many times, I still know something about this place."

Ling Qiong seemed to be interested, "Is it fun here?"

Seeing that she seemed really only interested in this place, Sikong Mao said, "It's pretty fun."

"That's great." Ling Qiong put her hands behind her back, smiling brightly: "Sikong Mao, show me the game."

The sweet and soft voice was innocent and innocent, but when it fell into Sikong Mao's ears, it changed its taste, and a chill rushed straight to his forehead.

What does she mean by that.

…

After receiving the news, Sikong Jinwu rushed back from the outside and saw his son lying on the ground in the lobby of the villa.

There is nothing good about him, and he looks almost dead.

The people present were silent, no one dared to say anything, let alone step forward to check Sikong Mao's injuries.

Sikong Jinwu didn't dare to go up to see his son, but just looked at the girl sitting on the sofa not far away.

"Miss, this..."

It's so good, why did you provoke me again?

The girl sitting on the sofa said slowly, "I don't know, people on your side all keep companion slaves to play with."