Running to make money! Bet yourself, a million dollars up front!

"One to ten odds ah ... I can really be looked down upon."

Luo Ming shook his head helplessly.

I should have known that I would find someone to bet some for myself in advance, I still have a lot of Yan Xia coins left on me, bet a million up, and directly super double ten million.

This was no easier than playing the game.

Just when Luo Ming was thinking.

A burly man close to two meters tall had already walked onto the ring.

"Tooth Wolf? Bronze 1st rank? You're here to joke with me, right?"

He grinned a disdainful smile.

"You're Ghostface? Rather, I don't see where the ghost is."

Luo Ming shook his head.

"Come on, let's give you a chance to make a move, otherwise you're out for the day."

Luo Ming beckoned to him.

"What did you say!"

Ghostface's face instantly became unsightly.

"Are you looking for death!"

"You guessed it, I am looking for death, so can you get me killed?"

Luo Ming's evil tone, paired with that wolf ghost mask, surprisingly caused the onlookers to not be able to help but raise a chill for a moment.

"Don't push it, Ghost Mask, hurry up and get him killed!"

"That's it! A bronze first rank kid, just slap him to death! You punk, how much longer do you have to waste your time here!"

"Ghostface, if you dare to make me lose, I'll kill you!"

In the audience, countless people sent affectionate greetings towards Ghostface.

"Damn, if I don't get you killed in this, then I'll be sorry for the audience's expectations of me! Transformation! Ghostface Mantis!"

A dark glow covered Ghostface.

A few breaths later, a two-meter tall, pitch-black mantis emerged in front of the crowd.

This mantis wore a white bone mask on its head, and its hands were as sharp as scythes, glowing with a burst of cold light, as if it could even cut through the void.

"Kid, give me death!"

Swish!

The black Ghost Mask Mantis let out eerie screams from its mouth, violently transforming into a black light that swooped towards Luo Ming.

"Good! There's momentum! Steady!"

"Open the door, I bet 50,000 dollars, 5,000 dollars is not bad, small profit, small profit!"

"Hahahahaha! I'm picking up the slack, I'm betting all the half a million dollars I have on me!"

"Or you're smart ah, but also, money is not earned is stupid, I should have known that I bet a million! Regret!"

While the audience on stage was talking.

Wang Zhe also laughed lightly.

"How about Mo Qing, this game is stable, right?"

"Well, I should have known to bet a little more."

Lin Moqing nodded her head, she didn't understand the way of it the first time she came, otherwise she would have asked Wang Zhe to bet a little bit more, taking out her entire small treasury.

"Harm, there will be a chance, although this kind of chance is not always available, but there should be other chances later on, when the time comes, you just listen to my arrangement."

Wang Zhe wrapped his arm around her fragrant shoulders and inhaled deeply, a lewd smile flashed across his face.

"Finished finished! Going to lose, Xia Qingcheng, ah ah ah, I'll bite you to death!"

Ning Crispy rubbed around on Xia Qingcheng with her teeth and claws open.

Occasionally, it also very deliberately lingered on the sensitive areas, obviously drunkenness.

"Win a thousand, lose ten thousand dollars, nine thousand dollars down the drain, this is my money for a meal! Wooooooo!"

Ning Crisp cried out with tearful eyes.

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

Xia Qingcheng spat, then her beautiful eyes moved to the ring.

"Could it really be that I'm wrong? This Wolf Fang is just a head iron."

Right at the moment that Ghost-faced Mantis rushed towards him, Luo Ming had wanted to directly move to kill him in seconds.

Then he thought about it again.

This kind of money making opportunity is not always available, instead of killing the other party in seconds, why don t ... he find a way to raise his odds and go bet on himself ... hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!

A touch of playfulness surfaced on his face underneath his mask, and then he took a step forward.

Boom!

A burst of flames covered his body, and an angsty Meteor Fire Wolf appeared in front of the crowd.

"Yo, A-class monster, not bad!"

"It's not too bad, even though the Ghost-faced Mantis is a B rank, the difference in rank is too great!"

"Indeed, let's hurry up and end this battle, this kind of unsuspecting battle is not interesting to watch at all."

Boom!

The Meteor Fire Wolf and Ghost-faced Mantis collided together, the two entangled with each other.

Each time Luo Ming was in danger, but he was never defeated by the Ghost-faced Mantis.

On the contrary, the Ghost-faced Mantis became quite impatient as his moves fell short time and time again, and his rhythm was messed up quite a bit.

"It's possible, this guy can actually have a tough tussle with Ghost-faced Mantis?"

"No, this can't let him win."

"F*ck? What kind of trash is this Mantis, Bronze Level 5 can't kill a Level 1? Give me seconds!"

"Shit, I'm betting half a million dollars! If you lose, I'll make you into a specimen!"

Luo Ming dodged his opponent's attacks with difficulty, and from time to time, he even deliberately let his opponent hurt himself.

"Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is easy, but really pretending to be a pig and fighting a pig is really hard."

"Almost there."

Secretly spitting out a sentence, Luo Ming intentionally revealed a break, allowing the Ghost-faced Mantis to hit his chest.

And then letting out a frantic roar, his two hands directly gripped his blade.

Then with a forceful fold, click!

The hands broke, and a final whip kick sent Ghost-faced Mantis flying.

Only then did he start panting with a big gulp, and lifted his transformed state.

Only to see that his clothes were tattered and torn, and his body was covered in a trail of wounds, with blood gurgling down his torso.

Although he looked miserable, Luo Ming had at least won.

But as soon as he won, the people around him instantly quit.

"Flipped in the gutter?"

"I'm Nima! It's a cold out! What kind of top-tier blowout cold is this!"

"Ghostface, go die! It's my coffin!"

"Ahhhh! Ghostface, my half a million dollars! I have to stomp on your daughter-in-law, to the death! Piss me off."

Everyone was cursing bitterly, Lin Moqing's face didn't look too good, although the ten thousand dollars wasn't his own, but who wouldn't want to win?

"Okay, Mo Qing, don't be upset, it's only 10,000 dollars, later on this Tooth Wolf will definitely continue to play, he's already injured, he'll definitely lose the next game, let's continue to bet on his opponent, he'll definitely win."

Wang Zhe comforted.

With the strength that this Tooth Wolf had shown, there was basically a component of luck in him winning this game.

The next opponent was stronger than Ghostface, and luck would not always be with him, and most importantly, he was also injured and was already at the end of his rope.

"Hahahahaha! Win win win, earn 100,000 dollars in anger!"

"Qingcheng you are really my big baby!"

Ning Crispy jumped up excitedly, she hugged Xia Qingcheng and kissed her left and right on her face.

"Okay, don't kiss, are you still betting on the next hand?"

"Of course I will bet, where is this?"

"Okay, but you can't bet on Tooth Wolf in the next hand."

Xia Qingcheng's analysis was basically the same as Wang Zhe.

And at this time, Luo Ming came to a corner of the cage, he waved his hand and called a security guard.

"Brother, do me a favor."

"What favor?"

The other party frowned.

"Help me go place a bet, bet on Tooth Wolf for the next game, bet one million dollars."

Saying that, he handed over a bank card.

"Huh?"

That security guard was dumbfounded, directly dumbfounded in place.

No, dude are you serious?

Or are you saying that you didn't kill yourself, so you're spreading your wealth first?

At this time, the big screen continued to scroll, the second match, Tooth Wolf vs. Demon Lion.

His opponent, Demon Lion, had bitten his enemy's head off in one bite in the previous match.

He was also one of the three Champion Reserves in the advanced arena, the bronze level 8 Devil Lion.

And for this fight, his odds had reached a staggering one to fifteen!

"Alright, time to make money."

Luo Ming grinned and stepped into the ring once again.