Two, two, one!

Five o'clock!

The dice cup was opened, and this was the number of the man with gold-rimmed glasses.

His eyes were fixed on the three dice, and his expression changed again and again. Five o'clock? How could this be the number he rolled?

"Thank you." Xu Mo returned the other party's words directly. The man with gold-rimmed glasses adjusted his glasses, raised his head and stared at Xu Mo, and said, "Let's play another round."

"Let me go first." Xu Mo said coldly. The man with gold-rimmed glasses glanced at Bai Wei. His men returned behind him. Bai Wei wanted to escape. For her, Xu Mo might be the same as Jin-ri.

There is no difference between men with glasses.

"If you leave now, will your father let you go?" Xu Mo said with his back to Bai Wei. Bai Wei's face froze, and she stared at Boss Bai who got up and stood there on the other side, his face pale.

There was a sadness in her heart, and it seemed that no matter how hard she struggled, it was meaningless.

"How do you want to play?" Xu Mo looked at the man with gold glasses and asked.

"Three thousand and four hundred federal coins, bet her and the federal coins on your table." The man with gold-rimmed glasses stared at Xu Mo, wanting to win it back.

"Not enough." Xu Mo tapped his fingers on the table: "Five thousand."

"You..." The man with gold-rimmed glasses stared at Xu Mo. Xu Mo had previously bet Bai Wei with 1,700 federal dollars, but now he had no problem betting double, but Xu Mo unexpectedly increased the price temporarily.

"Would you like to play?" Xu Mo's voice was always calm.

"Okay." The man with gold-rimmed glasses stared at Xu Mo with cold eyes. For him, it was not just about money at this moment.

He took out five thousand federal coins and handed them to the waiter. The two sides started over. The waiter covered the dice cup and then made a gesture of invitation.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses retracted his gaze from Xu Mo and looked at the dice cup. This time he was obviously serious.

Xu Mo still looked at the other party calmly and shook the dice cup.

Boss Bai is seeking death by betting with the other party;

The other party who bets with him is also looking for death. No matter how good his gambling skills are, the outcome will be the same.

The dice cup kept shaking, and it took a long time for the man with gold-rimmed glasses to let go of his hand, and raised his head to stare at Xu Mo with a sneer in his eyes.

Xu Mo also stopped. The waiter opened the dice cup of the man with gold-rimmed glasses first this time. The people watching seemed more nervous than the two people at the gambling table, and kept staring at the waiter's hand.

The dice cup was opened to reveal the dice inside.

A burst of cheers suddenly broke out.

The three points are: five points, five points, and six points.

Sixteen o'clock!

"It's up to you." The man with gold-rimmed glasses said with squinted eyes. Xu Mo's face was expressionless, and the waiter put his hand on his dice cup.

Everyone was staring there, and the crowd around them suddenly became quiet. Under their gaze, the waiter opened the dice cup.

"Boom..." The moment the points were revealed, the surrounding area exploded, a burst of noise could be heard, and everyone stared at the three dice in disbelief.

"Stimulate!"

"powerful!"

"How did you do it?" Many voices were mixed together, and the man with gold-rimmed glasses stared directly at Xu Mo's points.

Five, six, six.

Seventeen o'clock!

In the first round, the snacks were small.

In the second game, eat big.

"Master!" At this moment, people around him naturally understood that the man with gold-rimmed glasses had met a gambling master. Moreover, they had never seen this master before.

"What do you call it?" The man with gold-rimmed glasses obviously realized this. He took a deep breath to calm down and asked Xu Mo with a smile. He didn't want to bet again. Why did he think that when he lost two games in a row?

Can you win the third game?

He is not a gambler.

"Hunter!" Xu Mo put away the federal coins. More than six thousand federal coins were already a lot in the underground world. Those who participated in the fight gambled their lives for hundreds or thousands of federal coins.

"The hunter who killed Ryan?"

The man with gold-rimmed glasses obviously knew about the last fight.

Xu Mo glanced at the other party. It seemed that he should be able to get some news here.

He turned around and left the gambling table, and saw Boss Bai walking up to Xu Mo and saying, "Mr. Hunter, for two thousand federal coins, my daughter will be handed over to you."

"Huh?" Xu Mo stared at Boss Bai, did he want to sell it again?

"If I remember correctly, you have already sold your daughter." Xu Mo said with a smile, very calmly.

"Mr. Hunter." Boss Bai hunched over and blocked Xu Mo's path, as if he was begging.

"Get out of the way!" Xu Mo's tone remained calm.

Boss Bai's face was twisted, and he rushed towards Xu Mo's pocket, trying to grab it openly.

"Bang!"

Xu Mo raised his foot and kicked the opponent away, hitting the gambling table hard. Blood flowed from his head. He curled up on the ground, looked at Bai Wei and cried: "Weier, save daddy.

"

There were tears on Bai Wei's face, and she stared at Boss Bai who was lying on the ground praying. Her eyes were complicated, showing softness, but also hatred.

"If you want to be sold again, I won't stop you." Xu Mo turned to Bai Wei and said, and then walked forward. For a gambler who has reached a dead end, any sympathy and pity are for him.

Help him continue to do evil.

Bai Wei looked at Xu Mo's back, and then followed him, her eyes determined, and she never looked at her father again.

The outside of the fighting arena is still crowded with people, and the atmosphere is as fanatical as ever. In the underground world, the population density is very high, there is almost no greening, there are houses connected to the houses outside, and the black market is a gathering place for the population. If you want to watch the black market fighting

You can only rely on squeezing.

This time Xu Mo did not squeeze into the crowd, but walked directly to the backstage.

"Mr. Hunter." Although Xu Mo changed his attire, he still wore the mask from last time. The receptionist woman recognized him and guided him very politely: "This way, please."

"Can you get a piece of clothing to put on her? I can buy it." Xu Mo pointed to Bai Wei who was following behind.

"Mr. Hunter, wait a moment." The receptionist woman left for a moment, then took a piece of clothing and put it on Bai Wei. She looked at Xu Mo and said, "It is an honor for me to help you. There is no need to pay."

"Thank you." Xu Mo thanked him. He felt a little weird. Such high-quality service may be urging you to die. After all, if you step into the fighting arena, you have nearly a half chance of dying.

"Mr. Hunter, do you want to participate in a fight? I will arrange it for you. Of course, I will ask for your permission after arranging the opponent." The receptionist woman said.

"I am not passively accepting any challenges at the moment." Xu Mo said, which made the receptionist stunned for a moment, but she still nodded politely: "Okay."

As newcomers, it is normal not to accept challenges for safety reasons. They will choose to observe their opponents first, but no one will say it outright for the sake of face. At most, they will choose to refuse when faced with challenges from people with a high winning streak.

"Can I take a look here?" Xu Mo asked again, since Ryan has appeared here, will the other people be there too?

"Mr. Hunter, it's your choice." The woman smiled and nodded.

"Thank you." Xu Mo walked to the resting place in front.

There are many people sitting here.

Just like casinos, fighting arenas don’t lack gamblers, but what’s even more cruel is that here, lives are used as bets.

Sitting there, Xu Mo felt someone staring at him. He looked across the way and saw a strong man who was even bigger than Shaur looking at him. Sitting there, he was taller than him, like a giant. When he saw Xu Mo, he looked at him.

He couldn't help but open his mouth and smile, and stretched out his huge palm to shake Xu Mo's head, as if he wanted to crush Xu Mo's head.

"You are like you, who can be crushed to death with one hand, why do you come here to die?" The giant stared at Xu Mo and said: "Go home as soon as possible, and why don't you feel comfortable hugging the chick behind you?"

Bai Wei's expression changed and she lowered her head. She was not used to such an atmosphere, like a sheep in a pack of wolves.

"How many of those who came here didn't come to die?" Xu Mo looked at the giant and asked.

The giant was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "That makes sense. If things go on like this, I will survive a narrow escape. I'm not old enough to hear your voice, and there are beautiful girls following me. I'll stop after I make money. Why should I be greedy?"

"Everyone has a sense of luck, thinking that they can still win a game." Xu Mo responded. The giant was stunned and stared at Xu Mo: "You are quite interesting. If you are outside, you can make friends. My name is Artai.

,And you?"

"Hunter." Xu Mo said, "Why don't you stop?"

"I want to save money. I have a daughter who is very cute. I want to send her up there." Artai looked at Xu Mo and said, "I don't want her to be here all the time in this cannibalistic underground world. I want her to see the things above."

What the world is like."

Artest had a silly smile on his daughter's face when he talked about it.

"How many federal coins do I need to go up?" Xu Mo was a little sad. Not long ago, he saw someone selling his daughter, and in the fighting arena, he actually saw someone fighting for his daughter.

"I don't know. I heard that a pass requires a million levels." Artest said: "I don't know if there is a chance to earn it alive. Let's save it first. If it doesn't work, I will give up. In fact, my life is getting better now."

"Million level!" Xu Mo was a little shocked. Even if the appearance fee for a fight is 10,000 federal coins, it will take hundreds of fights to earn it. Who can survive a hundred battles?

Judging from Artest's tone, he himself actually has the intention of retiring, but he always takes a chance and wants to try again and win one more game.
To be continued...