"Not bother, no trouble."

Ellington's smile became stronger, he stood up from his seat, walked to Xie Xu, patted the latter's shoulder intimately, and pinched his fingers twice.

Xie Xu was a little uncomfortable with Ellington's intimate movements and his body was stiff.

If he knew Ellington was gay, he would probably be so disgusting that he couldn't sleep for several days.

A banquet, the guests and hosts have fun.

"God helps me!"

After seeing Xie Xu off, Ellington couldn't hide his excitement and waved his fists a few times.

However, in front of his confidant, he could not be too happy, so he quickly returned to his usual calmness and calmness, and his joy and anger were not reflected.

"Sir, just a miserable dog, do you need to pay so much attention?" said a confidant who was usually close to Ellington.

"What do you know!"

Ellington frowned slightly and scolded, "It is precisely because he is a betrayal dog that I value it, otherwise he would have no value to win over."

The confidant shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything, but his expression was obviously a little dissatisfied.

In the past, Ellington would have driven the other party away directly, too lazy to waste his saliva.

But now he is disgraced, in a worrying situation, and faces many internal and external troubles, so he must be better for his subordinates and save time and people's hearts.

To sum up, Ellington patiently comforted her: "Don't worry, you are my right-hand man. After following me for so long, the weight in my heart is different from that kind of outsider."

"I value him because for us now, every help is precious. If we don't win him over, why should he help me?"

"In the future, when you encounter fighting and killing, you can let them rush to the front. You just need to follow behind and pick up the ready-made ones, and you will get a lot of credit, so what are you dissatisfied with?"

Several confidants looked at each other and suddenly realized.

"I'm sorry, sir, I misunderstood you." The former confidant said with a look of shame.

Ellington had a murderous intent in his heart, but on the surface, he was calm and gentle.

"fine."

He laughed, without any airs as a boss, and said with a smile: "As long as you can understand my good intentions."

*******

The news of Lin Chong's betting with Ogle was like a deep water bomb that caused a stir in Maracas.

In an instant, countless people ran around and told each other.

Those rich and wealthy people who came to Maracas to travel to Maracas at all costs also wanted to get a ticket to watch the game.

After all, even if it is in Maracas, it will take several years to encounter it. It is always the focus of everyone's attention and is unprecedentedly popular.

With the help of some masterminds behind the scenes, the tickets to watch the game were directly hyped up to tens of thousands of eagles per ticket, and they may not be able to buy them without any way.

At the same time, major casinos in Maracas also opened trading.

There are many things to bet on life and death, some to bet on victory and losses, and some to bet on battles.

Just overnight, the name of Mr. Mu spread throughout the streets and alleys of Maracas, and countless people were asking about his origin and identity.

After all, Ogel, as the second god of the Gods Association, is well-known in Maracas and is also well-known.

But Mr. Mu?

Who is he?

Sorry, I haven't heard of it.

Simon is indeed a business genius. He uses people's curiosity to secretly spread rumors about Mr. Mu, just not giving a positive introduction to it to increase the topic and attention.

"Have you read the entertainment newspaper this morning?"

"Look, is the news that Your Excellency Ogel is going to bet with others is true?"

"It must be true, who dares to joke about the name of Your Excellency Ogel?"

"I heard that his opponent is Mr. Mu, who comes from far away East Asia and is a very powerful warrior."

"No matter how powerful you are, how powerful you are as good as Your Excellency Ogel? I will place a bet later and bet that Your Excellency Ogel wins!"

"Let's go with you, let's hurry up. I'm worried that there will be too many people who will win the bet on the bet. The casino will stop accepting bets..."

Similar conversations continue to happen everywhere in Maracas.

Almost everyone was optimistic that Ogel would win in the end.

Who made Ogel so famous?

He became bloodthirsty and became crazy. He often hangs out in major underground fighting fields, tearing his opponents in half, thus gaining the nickname of "Bloody Butcher".

Because there are too many fighters who died under Ogel's hands, they seriously affected the interests of major fighting arenas and arenas, and they had to jointly write to the Moonlight God King Chris, hoping that Chris would restrict Ogel.

It was not until Chris came out to warn that Ogel was slightly restrained and stopped killing people as he pleased.

Even so, he was still regarded as a poisonous snake and a beast by the underground fighters, and retreated.

Although everyone is optimistic about Ogle, there are exceptions.

For example, Susan.

In the Baile Palace Casino, Susan took the five chips Lin Chong gave her, with a confused look on her face. She didn't know if it should be exchanged for money or bet directly.

At this time, a female colleague approached Susan and asked in a low voice: "Is Mr. Mu the one who came to our casino the night before yesterday?"

"Yes."

Susan nodded.

"Why didn't you go with him?" the colleague said in surprise.

“I’m still thinking.”

Susan sighed frownly and confided to the colleague who had a good relationship: "I originally thought Mr. Mu was a worthy of my service and was about to quit his job to find him, but now there is news that he was going to bet with Lord Ogle, and I was worried that if an accident happened..."

Speaking of the latter, Susan's voice became smaller and smaller, lowering her head in a sad way, and her face was full of loss.

"So you changed your mind?"

"......Um."

Susan nodded again, her movements were a little slow.

"It's better to give up unrealistic delusions. Those high-ranking figures are not something we can reach. In their eyes, we are just playthings."

My colleague took Susan's shoulder and comforted him: "Just work and make money. Once we make enough money, we can do what we want to do and live the life we ​​want to live."

"I actually figured it out a long time ago."

Susan forced a smile: "Or why would I bet?"

"You are going to vote for Mr. Ogle, too?"

The colleague frowned and said, "But the odds about the victory of Your Excellency Ogel have been reduced to very low. Even if you bet correctly, you won't make much money. The casino is preparing to launch a new handicap..."

"No, I'm going to vote for Mr. Mu."

Susan interrupted her colleague and said firmly: "I believe Mr. Mu can win."

"What?"
Chapter completed!