Bao Long left in a very happy mood. Indeed, without knowing Zilong's true strength, a person with the ninth level of shocking transformation was arranged to play in the next game. Who would be stupid enough to beat a person with the sixth level of shocking transformation to win? Everyone thought it was

Nancheng Arena did not want Zilong to win consecutively, so the handicap would not be opened casually.

But he couldn't laugh anymore because he didn't have ten thousand taels in his wallet, it was just a stone!

"Damn it, you're trying to trick me out of a hundred thousand taels for free!" Bao Long angrily threw the money bag to the ground, but then he picked it up again and said: "Forget it, if it weren't for today's incident, I would

I probably won’t bet on him to win. I will invest all my money by then and should be able to earn two to three hundred thousand taels, so why not give him one hundred thousand!”

After Bao Long left, Zilong took off his mask, revealing a young and fresh face. Who would have thought that Young Master Long, who was famous in Nancheng and had won thirty-one fights in a row, was actually a kid, only 1.8 meters tall?

The words "child" and "strong muscles" really have nothing to do with each other.

"Puff!" Zilong sat next to Chilong and was sprayed with saliva.

"Little Chi, what are you doing?" Zilong slapped him unceremoniously. Chilong was not angry, he raised his head and grinned, as if he had been used to it for a long time.

"Little Chi, what do you know? This is called strategy, right? Besides, I didn't say I was your master's apprentice. He just made random guesses on his own. I'm warning you, don't poke fun at the governor.

Otherwise I will easily forget your forage recipe!"

Chilong curled his lips and lay on the ground with his eyes closed to rest. Zilong seemed to be tired and fell asleep lying on it.

In Nancheng, the remaining four members of the Five Tigers have been waiting for Lao Wu to come back.

"Why did it take so long? Could it be that Lao Wu was silenced?"

"Probably not, that guy Lao Wu is very smart."

"I don't know if he can find out the details of that kid."

After Bao Long came back, he was not in a hurry to see them. Instead, he treated his wounds and made sure nothing could be seen from the surface before going over. The Five Tigers were all just gangsters, and they stayed together for profit, so there was no brotherhood.

Paulon didn't intend to tell the whole story.

"Lao Wu, you are finally back!"

"Do you know the origin of that boy?"

Bao Long took a deep breath, looked directly at Dahu Yuanji, and said, "Brother, this person is amazing."

These words and the heavy expression made the atmosphere at the scene feel a bit depressed. Yuan Ji's eyebrows moved slightly and he asked: "Which family are you from?"

"From the Sheriff's Mansion!"

The four tigers, including Yuan Ji, all stood up and stared at Bao Long with solemn expressions.

"sure?"

Bao Long shook his head and said, "I saw him riding away on a red dragon."

"What?!" Now, several people were even more shocked.

"The red dragon is the governor's mount!"

"On weekdays, no one can ride a red dragon except the county guard!"

"That beast has a bad temper. I heard that once a general in the county governor's mansion was very fond of horses and wanted to try them out, but he was almost trampled to death by him!"

"Be careful! The red dragon is not a horse, it is a dragon-blooded beast, a peak first-order monster. Let alone trample you to death, even if it tramples to death my elder brother, it will be a piece of cake!"

"You really know how to talk!"

"Shut up, everyone!" Yuan Ji shouted angrily, then paused and said, "The Sheriff does have a son, but he's just in the Juli Realm, so it can't be him."

"Is it an illegitimate child?"

His train of thought was interrupted. Bao Long glared at Sanhu and said, "Will you die if you don't speak? Does the Sheriff still need an illegitimate child? Can an upright child be born?"

"That's what eldest brother said."

"Lao Wu, what else did you find out?"

Bao Long shook his head and said, "No, I was already feeling frightened when I followed him to the Sheriff's Mansion. After I mustered up the courage to climb up the wall and saw him riding on the red dragon, I almost fell off because of fright."

"It seems that this person must have a close relationship with the governor. Even if he is not his son, he is still very close. He may even be his disciple!"

"I've never heard of the Sheriff accepting a disciple. A few years ago, the Wang family wanted Wang Tu to become his disciple, but he didn't agree."

"Perhaps the governor deliberately hid it and wanted to temper him."

"What should we do now? Since he is the governor's man, he must not be able to move. Should we let him win all the way?"

Several people argued for a while with no result. Bao Long said at this time: "Brothers, please listen to me. I think we should just pretend that we don't know his identity and what should we do."

"you mean?"

"Since he intends to hide his identity, let's not reveal it. I think he is just here to temper himself, so not only can we not let him go, we have to make it more difficult!"

"What if I hurt him and get retaliated by the Sheriff?"

"How can the Lord Sheriff be such a narrow-minded person? Besides, he is the one who sets the rules of the fighting arena."

"Then who do you think is suitable for the next show?"

"Besides the five of us in Nancheng, Zulang is the best at beating, but he was beaten to tears. I heard that his pants were wet after he got off the ring, and no one can get in."

"Is it possible that we need to play in person?"

"No, I can't afford to lose that person."

We came to the discussion forum to discuss, but there was no suitable candidate. Except for Dahu, the other people were all at the peak of the ninth level of shocking transformation. They could go up or down, but they didn't have much face. After all, they were all masters who had been famous for a long time. It was easy to

If you don't go on stage, you will be considered normal if you win, but your reputation will be ruined if you lose.

"We have no one, but we can hire foreign aid! Third brother just reminded me that Wang Tu from the Wang family is pretty good."

"Wang Tu?" Several people pondered in a low voice. This is a good choice. He became famous at a young age, has outstanding strength, and is very famous in Changshan.

"The question is will he play?"

"Definitely. As far as I know, that guy is also a martial arts fanatic. He is competitive and petty, and doesn't want others to be better than him."

"Wang Tu has extraordinary talent and is very famous among the younger generation. He is now at the peak of the eighth level of shocking transformation. He can break through to the ninth level of shocking transformation at any time. That kid is only at the fifth level of shocking transformation. Even if he breaks through to the first level, there is still a far cry.

There’s no chance of winning!”

"That's none of our business. Our skills are inferior to others. Who can do anything?"

"Then what are the odds?"

"Wang Tu is one to two, and Zilong is one to twenty. He can't win anyway, so we'll just keep going."

"Then if everyone buys Wang Tu, won't we lose our lives?"

"This time we can say that in order to build momentum, we allow other forces to open the market. Although we want stability, some people like to take advantage of the fire, so there will be a lot of people opening the market. If we spread it out, we won't lose much. Several brothers can also go to other forces.

If you buy Wangtu Ying, you can recover some losses."

The more Bao Long talked about it, the more he felt that he was in sight of getting rich. He thought to himself: "Go and buy Wang Tuying. You'd better bet on your trousers too!"

"Okay, that's it, but we can't break the rules. No more than ten companies can open the market openly, not limited to Nancheng, but we don't care about it secretly."

According to normal rules, only each arena can open betting markets for fights. However, there are exceptions. For example, for some more important fights, in order to attract more people to place bets, more astonishing odds will be offered.

But in the unlikely event that a small-probability event occurs and a fighting arena cannot afford to pay, the fighting arena has the right to invite other forces throughout the city to open a trade to spread the pressure.

It's night, the stars are hidden in the sky, a full moon is rising, the noisy city has returned to calm, and the noisy ordinary sounds have gradually disappeared, but there are some things that like to cause trouble at night, such as pain.

Chilong woke up from his deep sleep and saw the falling moonlight. He immediately realized something and quickly looked at Zilong. At this time, he saw that Zilong had red lines spreading under his skin, and a corrosive force was coming.

His body wakes up.

"Uh!" Suddenly, Zilong's whole body convulsed, and his opened eyes were full of blood. He deliberately suppressed the pain, but the pain could not be suppressed deliberately.

Chi Long was circling around anxiously, shaking his head and becoming so worried that he actually bit off the reins himself, lifted Zi Long onto his back, and then flew towards a small yard not far away.

There was a large water tank in the courtyard, which contained an unknown green liquid, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance. Chilong swung his body, and Zilong fell into the water tank with a plop.

The originally calm potion began to boil soon after, and a trace of medicinal gas flowed into Zilong's body along his pores, but this did not reduce the pain much. He gasped and gritted his teeth, and above the martial arteries in his body, there were blood-colored chains like chains.

Poisonous snakes coiled around, gnawing at his spiritual energy and his blood. Things thinner than hair extended from the chains, piercing into his flesh, bones, and internal organs, plundering all the energy that could be plundered.

Zilong kept rolling in the water tank. The pain was like thousands of insects with sharp teeth gnawing at the flesh, muscles, blood, and bones. There was no place to escape. It also continued to stimulate the nerves everywhere.

No matter how painful it is, you can't numb it, you can only endure it or die.

Zilong has been suffering from this kind of pain since he was three years old, once a month, and never absent. He comes earlier than a woman's aunt, but he has endured it, even though sometimes he thought about giving up.

"Puff." Chi Long wandered around anxiously, coming closer to spit some saliva from time to time, for fear that Zi Long would just pass by.

"What's going on!" The night watchman of the Sheriff's Mansion heard the noise and pushed open the door. But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the red dragon's green eyes and strong muscles. He was so frightened that he almost collapsed.

"Sir Chiryu... I'm sorry to bother you. I didn't know it was you..."

"Pfft!" Chilong was already in a irritable mood, but he just wanted to vent his anger, so he unceremoniously spat on his face.

"I understand, I'll get out of here right now. Don't be angry, Lord Chilong!" The night watchman didn't bother to wipe the dirt on his face. He stood up and backed away quickly. He didn't forget to close the door before leaving. He didn't let out a sigh of relief until he was far away.

.

The red dragon is so urinary in the county magistrate's mansion. Except for the county guard, no one will give him any respect. Everyone else has to respectfully call him "Red Dragon-sama", and everyone knows that he likes to spit when he is angry.

So when I see him I will stay away to avoid any bad luck.

After a quarter of an hour of struggle, Zilong no longer had the strength to roll over. He was lying in the water tank with a faint breath and half-dead. His confused eyes were full of red lines, strange and terrifying, and he was hanging with only one breath.

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Chapter completed!