Rebirth of the National Male God

"How to help?" Li Jiming came to be interested and looked over curiously.

Sihuang's tone was indifferent: "The God of Wealth has his own aura of divine blessing."

"Pfft." Li Luona covered her mouth and snickered.

Ji Xiang also smiled stunned.

Li Jiming was speechless, "Playing brother?"

Sihuang smiled and said nothing.

In the next battle, the python still had the advantage. Li Jiming's hand on the table kept clenching, revealing that he was not so calm.

When he saw Hai Dongqing's wings being bitten by a python, he stood up abruptly, ready to take the initiative to admit defeat.

"Wait a minute." Si Huang pulled him, "That snake's efficacy is almost over."

"But Xiaoxue will be swallowed too!" Li Jiming gritted his teeth.

Si Huang glanced at him, "You are quite affectionate."

Li Jiming shook off her hand, a little angry, and then heard Si Huang's voice again, "Look, Xiaoxue didn't give up, what are you anxious about."

Can he be in a hurry? Li Jiming stared in dissatisfaction, Hai Dongqing, who looked at him like this, may not be able to see the next one in his life after death.

"Five treasures." Si Huang patted the little guy in his pocket.

【Humph! I won't help that little girl.] The five treasures don't come to the fore.

Si Huang prescribes the right medicine, "You can prove that you are better than it if you save it."

[...] The Five Treasures moved a little bit.

Si Huang took another powerful medicine, "It can help you take an ugly picture of it."

【Two! 】 Five treasures have emerged.

Sihuang poked its head, "If you don't go, it will die."

The five treasures are okay after hearing it, what if they die? Uncle Wubao has not yet avenged his revenge! He jumped out of her pocket in a hurry, and crawled at a speed that was absolutely unbelievable for a hamster. Four small fleshy claws climbed onto the closed glass of the arena, met the python inside through the glass, and stuck out its tongue at it. , "Squeak!"

The python, which became more and more brave, suddenly stopped and froze in place for a few seconds. Hai Dongqing, who was bitten by its mouth, also took the opportunity to escape from the mouth of the snake, and let the gloomy youth outside roar several times, but the python did not respond.

After a full three seconds, the python moved again, not to deal with Haidongqing, but to quickly hit the glass on the edge of the closed ring.

"boom--"

The tempered glass made a muffled sound.

The five treasures lying on the ground were shaken to the ground, and then raised his head and gave Costin an arrogant look, only to find that Costin didn't look at it at all.

Wubao was angry for a while, and on the way back to Sihuang, he thought that when he went back, he must bury this little girl to death!

At this time, the result of the arena was clear. The last medicinal effect of the python dissipated. After hitting the ground, it had no strength to get up again. He let Haidongqing's sharp claws blind its eyes, and there was no response.

When the referee explained the result of the arena, the surrounding spectators screamed and screamed, and the roar of the gloomy youth was also in it: "This is a foul, if it wasn't for a mouse running over and affecting the general, that eagle would have been swallowed!" General is the name of the python.

However, the protest of the gloomy youth was ineffective, and all factors outside the arena were not considered fouls. If rats could always affect the python, how could they not affect the python when so many of them were gathered outside?

The gloomy young man strode over, reaching out to grab Li Jiming's collar, "Where's that stinky mouse? You're the one who did it, right?"

Li Jiming dodged, "Don't lose, it's only 10 million, everyone is watching."

The gloomy young man glared at him, suddenly turned his head and saw Sihuang's pocket, who was innocently sticking his head out to look at his snow-white hamster, "It's you stinky mouse!"

“啊啊啊啊——！”突如其来的尖叫声响起，大家转头看去，发现大厅中央最热闹的那块不知道为什么发生大混乱。

When Si Huang turned his eyes, he suddenly saw that the gloomy young man's expression was not right. After paying attention, the man in a suit beside him secretly pulled out a knife from the waistband of his trousers.

She stood up abruptly, and at the moment when the man in the suit stabbed the knife, she stretched out her hand and pulled the gloomy young man to block in front of her, and then pushed it casually.

"what!"

The screams in their ears made Li Jiming brothers and sisters and Ji Xiang return to their senses, and looked at their own side, and then saw the gloomy young man collapsed in the arms of the bodyguard man in the suit.

Li Jiming was stunned, "What's wrong?"

Sihuang shook his head, "Maybe he couldn't afford to lose, so he fell into someone else's arms and cried."

"No way." Li Jiming sneered.

The bodyguard man in the suit opened his mouth and didn't say a word. He looked at Si Huang with obvious horror, then turned around quickly, hugged the gloomy young man, and strode away.

Ji Xiang looked down and saw that there were still a few obvious bloodstains on the carpet they were standing on before, and then looked up at Si Huang, without asking the doubts in his heart.

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, I know I'm wrong, give me a chance! Please!"

In the center of the hall, a young man shouted.

Li Jiming's face changed, "Zhao Yang!?" He ran over quickly.

Seeing his attitude, Li Luona and Ji Xiang quickly followed.

Among them, Si Huang walked unhurriedly and unnoticed.

The VIPs in the central area have all dispersed, revealing the situation inside.

There is a man sitting on a table and a single sofa. His face is wearing a mask that is so white that there are no other accessories, except for the holes in the two eyes and lips, which makes people feel boring and cold at first glance. Especially the temperament on his body is colder and sharper, which brings a strong sense of danger to people, like an emotionless machine.

The wine bottle on the table in front of him shattered, and a woman in a red dress fell to the table, with glass slag stained with blood on the back of her hand. In front of him stood a handsome young man, the mask on his face was already crooked, revealing a half-horrified face, and he was bowing to the white-masked man and begging for mercy, "Second Young Master, please, please!"

"Is it like this?" the man called Second Young Master asked.

As soon as the voice came out, it was icy cold.

Si Huang raised his head for a moment, and already understood the identity of this person.