About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

However, how could a voice shouted from the throat be higher than a voice amplified by magic?

"Shut up, losers! Gambling tickets can be faked, but what about the betting data! Since you have doubts, why don't you go check and see if there is such a bet today?" The female mage shouted loudly.

Of course, she didn't actually know if she could find it out. There must be records anyway, so she shouted first and then talked about it, which made her seem very confident.

The scene suddenly became much quieter. People looked at each other, as if they were asking questions to verify the authenticity of the incident.

At this time, Jilduanle was also checking.

Others can't see the betting data, but he can see it. This afternoon's betting account was sent to him before the opening.

But there are too many entries, and it takes a lot of time to read them one by one.

And at this moment, more than one person in the crowd suddenly said: "I did see it before, a drunkard took everyone alive..."

The voice of this sentence was not too loud, but it was very inexplicable. The crowd fell into a strange and tacit silence the moment he spoke.

Just like when a noisy class suddenly quieted down for a moment, his words echoed in the quiet venue, making it very ear-piercing.

People looked at the bets on the screen, holding the gambling tickets in their hands, their eyes dull.

This sudden change was beyond everyone's understanding. They had never seen anything like this before after so many years of betting on beasts.

They can't accept it.

No one can accept it.

That's their money!It just disappeared inexplicably!Who can accept it?

At this time, Gilduanle finally found the record. On the record, the Jincajia and the conditions for betting were very thoughtfully marked by a supervisor, as if he had deceived a fool. It's the same as money, showing off and taking credit.

At this moment, Gilduanle understood that he had been tricked.

Yes, as the boss, he can come forward now to force this person's bet to be void.

But even though the man who single-handedly killed the terrifying beast looked like he had an ugly victory, he knew that he was probably pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

He didn't know if his group of guards, who couldn't even defeat the giant beast, could stop the man if he really offended him.

However, people of this level are not big cabbage, and the forces with this kind of combat power on the road can be counted on one hand.

At this moment, he was thinking, had he offended a big boss on the road who should not be offended?

Is this because the other party is beating himself up?

Gildule hesitated.

He couldn't tell who his opponent was. If he was just here to cause trouble, he could naturally erase the record and declare the opponent's gambling tickets invalid. He believed that these gamblers would care more about their own money than the principles of the casino.

But if the other party is a big boss on the road, with this move, the other party will immediately have a reason to break up with him, even if he is killed on the spot, it is very likely that he will be killed here.

Having been mixed up in both black and white for many years, Gilduanle has always been a stickler for stability.

In any case, the other party's purpose can only be two, either for money or for his head.

Well, the answer is obvious.

depression to luck!

He is sitting on such a big money tree. If the money is gone, he can still make more, but if his life is gone, he is really gone.

After making up his mind, he immediately put on a smiling face, stood up, recited the mantra silently, and flew towards the top of the cage.

As he flew, he laughed loudly and said: "It's amazing, it's amazing! I didn't expect that someone could actually predict the odds and hit this once-in-a-century chance! Everyone! Let us congratulate this gambler, she You will win a super grand prize worth tens of millions of gold coins!”

When the man saw this, he also smiled slightly and started to be polite to him.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have a good attitude, Gilduanle felt much more at ease.

No matter what, as long as you don't die...

However, the gamblers present were not in such a good mood at all. Watching them chatting and laughing on the high platform, they clutched the gambling tickets in their hands with pale faces.

How could they believe such a coincidence?

Even a fool can see that there must be something fishy behind this, but they don't know whether the fishery comes from the bastard who has schemed against everyone, or from the casino itself.

With a smile on his face, Gilduanle glanced at the gamblers below from the corner of his eye, groaning secretly in his heart.

He also knew that after this time, his business, which he had finally managed to run, would probably be depressed for a long time.

Yes, if he wanted to keep the flow of customers, he could return all today's bets, but he didn't have that much money.

He is just a banker and makes money from the difference between the odds. Although there is a lot of capital flow, in order to compete with other colosseums, he does not dare to raise the odds too much. This is more than 1000 million gold cards. Hell, he couldn't afford it even if he spent all his gambling money on it, he didn't know if it would be enough, let alone have the money to pay back the gamblers.

Now, he just hopes that after the plague god empties him, he can leave him some money to save his life, and then go wherever he comes from.

Then, he can also check which big brother on the road he has offended, admit his mistake, and ask someone to take care of the relationship afterwards to at least ensure his own safety.

As for the operation of the casino, he has so many roadblocks and he can always make a comeback. If it doesn't work out, he will file for bankruptcy, retire from the front line, and let one of his sons who stayed outside take over. He will be reincarnated and still be able to survive. Things are booming.

The two of them exchanged words with each other, exchanging meaningless polite words in the silent venue. Gilduanle blew a series of rainbow farts, which fully demonstrated Lao Jianghu's heartfelt desire to survive.

Finally, everything that needed to be said was said, and how to receive the promised bonus was discussed. The female mage seemed to be finally satisfied. She waved to him, turned around, and flew towards her room.

Jilduanle breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment, a certain sound spread throughout the venue through the amplification magic that should have been turned off.

That was the mysterious man's voice, which was very vague and kept getting farther away, as if there was something wrong with the magic radio and it was accidentally recorded.

The content is very short, only four words.

"Happy cooperation".

168. I don’t know what to do with the two-in-one, why don’t I just blow it up?

There was a riot at the Colosseum.

Some people rushed to the top to kill Gilduanle.

Some people rushed to the logistics department to get their money back, and easily got back the money they had been defrauded of.

Although the staff tried their best to defend and maintain order, the breakdown of trust caused by the "shady story" made people furious, and all the dissatisfaction accumulated for various reasons in the past exploded.

As for what dissatisfaction there is?

Upset?The odds are unreasonable?Even simply losing money in gambling, at this time, all of these can become reasons for people to attack the Colosseum.

Of course, when they once won money, no one mentioned it.

The Colosseum employees who tried to maintain order were quickly beaten by angry gamblers. People with some skills could barely escape. In this black area beyond the control of the law, ordinary employees were either directly killed by the crowd. Beat him to death, or be beaten to death and then trampled to death.

Angry gamblers rushed into the vault behind the casino and "justly" fought for the money and gold inside.

But there are too many monks and too little porridge... In other words, no matter how much porridge there is, it can't satisfy people's greed. Soon the money in the treasury was looted, and after that, the gamblers fought and fought with each other.

For a moment, the entire Colosseum was in chaos, with roars, roars, screams, and cries heard endlessly.

Gilduanle was surrounded by angry gamblers at the top, who obviously couldn't listen to a word of his explanation.

In desperation, he could only recite the incantation, hoping to fly away from the Colosseum to temporarily avoid the limelight.

However, as soon as he flew out of the Colosseum, he was hit in the heart by a flying fist.

The Earthwalker's body slumped to the ground, rolled and bounced along the outside of the semi-curved building, and finally fell into a pile of mud on the ground.

A little further away, all the sand and dust drifted here, condensed on the broken arm of Liu Ji's right hand, and transformed into his right hand again.

"Anyone can run away, but you can't," Liu Ji breathed out.

"It seems your plan was successful?" Yayin asked casually.

"Probably," Liu Ji shrugged, "Trust is broken. At least the Colosseum here shouldn't be open for a while, and the area around here should be quiet for a while."

"But sooner or later they will find other places to gamble," Yain said. "I don't think this is the only Colosseum in this city."

"Yeah, I don't expect anything to change by blowing up this place," Liu Ji said helplessly, "This city is rotten from the root, and no matter how many dead branches are removed, it will only end up with a bunch of dead flowers and willows. "

"Alas..." Yayin looked at the Colosseum with complicated eyes, "I thought that this side of the world without the threat of war, even if it would not be a paradise on earth, would be much better than that side... No, even so, this place is still much better than over there. Compared to living in exile day and night under the shadow of the tyrant's army, this place can at least give them a stable place."

"That's natural, the war environment is always the worst, especially when the other party's actions and goals are tantamount to genocide," Liu Ji sighed, "But both are equally bad, it's just who is more thorough. "

"It sounds like you may have seen this kind of ideal city in the past world?" Yayin asked.

"What's your ideal look?" Liu Ji was slightly stunned.

What would an ideal city look like?

In other words, does that kind of city really exist?

It may exist, or it may not exist at all. New products will bring new problems, new problems require new solutions, and new solutions will bring new problems.

The history of mankind in his perception has always been a spiraling process, and the ideal perfect world seems to have always been like a mirage, always floating out of reach, only waiting for people to continue to pursue it.

But... Liu Ji doesn't seem to have to think about an ideal world?

Liu Ji is not here to be the savior.

He just couldn't understand some of the things here, and he happened to be able to do something, so he didn't want to just sit back and watch.

Not to mention what can really be changed, at least Liu Ji wants to figure out something.

He remembered that there seemed to be a brave man in this city.

Perhaps, he should find a way to meet that person.

As long as this brave man really exists and has the status of a retired brave man, Liu Ji may be able to get in touch with that man.

Whether it is for their status in the city, to fight against the tyrant, or to search for Snow's whereabouts, if they can meet the brave man who protects the city, subsequent actions will be much easier.

And, most importantly.

There was no intention to accuse or question, just pure curiosity. Liu Ji wanted to know why, as a brave man, he chose to make this city what it is today.

If he was doing it for personal enjoyment, Liu Ji would understand.

However, a person whose face no one has ever seen before is said to be having fun...

The ultimate otaku?

There is no Internet or electronic products in this world. From Liu Ji's perspective, the entertainment methods here can be said to be quite backward, and there are very few things that can allow a person to entertain himself.

But if it wasn't for pleasure, then what was he for?

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Jingding Building.

A young man with pointed ears in a white dress and a girl with bunny ears in a white dress were eating dinner.

In front of the young man was a piece of lobster sashimi and a piece of steamed crab, while in front of the rabbit-eared girl was a bowl of rather simple vegetable braised noodles.

"Aren't you tired of eating big shrimps and crabs every day?" the rabbit-eared girl muttered.

"It's just that I'm tired of eating. The city is closed now and seafood can't come in. Once the shrimp and crab stocks are exhausted, I won't be able to eat anymore if I want to." The young man picked up the palm-sized crab claw and used his index finger to He gently drew a circle along the edge, then directly opened half of the shell of the crab claws and handed it to the rabbit-eared girl.

"I told you I don't eat meat," the rabbit-eared girl said.

"Eat something, you're really hungry. You're not really a rabbit. What do you think of eating grass all day long?" the young man said, and went to cut open another crab claw.

"I think Mian is quite hungry, forget it, we can't waste food," the rabbit-eared girl muttered, using chopsticks to pry up a small piece of crab meat and put it into her mouth.

He doesn't have any expression, maybe it's not that he hates it, but he just doesn't like it.

After taking two bites of crab meat, the girl spoke again: "We have been hanging around here for so many days. Have you found what you are looking for?"

"I found it, but not completely." The young man peeled off the other crab claws, put it in front of the girl, and then peeled off the crab legs himself.

"Don't play riddles. What do you mean?" The girl looked at the two palm-sized crab claws in front of her and felt a little bit big.

"That is to say, some daughter bodies were found, but the mother body was not found," the young man said.

"Huh?" The rabbit-eared girl blinked, "And the child body and mother body? What about the child body, let me see?"

"No need to give it to you, it's everywhere," the young man said, reaching out and pointing his thumb at the glass vase beside him.

The vase is full of some kind of red crystals, which look colorful and beautiful under the light.

"You mean this?" The rabbit-eared girl was a little surprised, "I thought it was decoration."

"It's a decoration, but it's not. You may not have noticed these days, but almost everyone here will eat one of these after meals," the young man said. "Some people will put it into a round tobacco pot." Inside, heat it with magic power, and then suck the gas it produces."

"Damn, what you said is really..." The rabbit-eared girl recalled what she had seen and heard some time ago, and it seemed that she had actually seen this thing in many places.