Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "What are you anxious about? You've never seen a thousand gold coins..."

"No... this is obvious, I'm going to win!"

Feng Chenglin happily opened his right hand.

"Get money, I finally beat you..."

"Who said you won?"

Ling Luoyu slapped his hand and curled his lips evilly.

"It's not over yet, how did you know I'm going to lose?"

"But...but their cultivation level is revealed immediately, and you can see at a glance... That woman can't hold on!"

"I know!"

“…You know you don’t pay for it?”

The wind turns into a forest and the air is shattered.

"San Master, you are not...rely you want to be liable for your debts, right?"

In Ling Luoyu's hands, this thousand gold coins were a cow hair. She didn't like the numbers at all. She wouldn't be so stingy, right?

"I said, the matter is not over yet. How do you know that the woman can't make a comeback?!"

Ling Luoyu pinched Feng Chenglin's chin with his fingertips and pointed his face at the man in the straw raincoat.

"When the dust settles, if he is still alive, I will definitely give you a thousand gold coins..."

She looked slightly tilted, and she looked unhappy.

"Fatty, don't you think I'm the kind of gambler who can break the appointment, right?"

"……no……"

Feng Chenglin wanted to say that it was here, but he didn't dare!

Don't have that courage!

"Then what are you afraid of? What's the one thousand gold coins I'll give you?"

“…that’s not true!”

"Then why are you anxious about?"

"...This is all the results that a discerning person can see at a glance. Why are you doing... Why can't you settle the settlement in advance?"

Wouldn't it be nice to let him have fun in advance?

“Previous settlement?”

Ling Luoyu bit his lips and stared at him seriously.

"It's OK, fat man... I'll give you a thousand gold coins first. If things turn back in the end... you will give me two thousand gold coins, how about it?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Why is this so unreliable?

Isn’t that just like he loses and wants to pay a thousand gold coins?

"San Young Master... are you fooling me?"

"Fraud your uncle!! Who made you so anxious? You who won't wait for you?"

Ling Luoyu slapped him in anger.

"If you don't want to give up your book, just sit down for me and wait until the end of the matter... The ending is that you win, and I will never rely on your money!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

That's all!

Otherwise, she might have lost a thousand gold coins.

He realized again that Ling Luoyu's bet was a mistake in itself.

The situation in the tavern has become fierce.

Under the suppression of the men in the windbreaker, Su Yao almost completely lost his combat power.

With his several consecutive moves, Su Yao fell out heavily, lay on the ground and gasped.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity..."

Feng Chenglin was shocked and shook his head and sighed.

"You said, you are so beautiful, why do you want to be a killer?"

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways: "Why... I'll save the person, please ask?"

"...Now, is it the ending?"

"Of course not, not dead yet..."

As soon as Ling Luoyu finished speaking, the man in the straw raincoat suddenly took action, pinched Su Yao's throat with one hand, and picked her up.

"Three Young Master..." Feng Chenglin nervously straightened his back.

"Click!"

Su Yao's head was as strange as ninety degrees with everyone's hands.

"San Young Master, forget it this time?"

Anyone's head will definitely die from that angle.

"Not counted!!"
Chapter completed!