In short, Omu and Mrs. Anman only found the third invitation letter, but no other clues, which also made them very annoyed.
While talking, Da Mu had already brought Xu Tong and Qiao Qian to a small private room.
This box was originally reserved for someone else, but through the operation of an acquaintance, Damu vacated the box. From here, you can enjoy the entire bullring process from a high position.
The bullfighter, wearing a bright costume, gracefully walked into the arena, took off his hat, saluted the surrounding audience, and received a round of applause.
After Xu Tong took a look at the matador's luck, he smiled and said to Qiao Qian: "Would you like to take a gamble?"
"bet!"
Josie's eyes widened, obviously she had never done such an exciting thing before.
In my impression, Mr. Morgan firmly resisted any gambling behavior. In his words, only fools would do such things.
"Would you like to bet? It's not too late to place your bet now..."
Damu couldn't help but encourage him. Gambling was definitely the fastest way for any player to get rich. It was efficient and relatively safe.
Da Mu has always wanted to gamble, but with the capital in hand, he was not even qualified to enter the game.
As for going to those small casinos, it's even more boring. You can only win a few dollars if you win.
Xu Tong took out a check and wrote down the amount, then handed it to Da Mu, and I pressed the cow.
"ox??"
Omu took a look at the arena and saw that none of the bulls had appeared. Moreover, as far as he knew, in order to ensure a lively atmosphere for everyone, the bulls in the first round were often not very strong.
"Yes, just beat the bull to win."
After facing Xu Tong's confirmation, Da Mu hesitated for a while, but turned around and quickly placed his bet.
Anyway, if someone has money, it has nothing to do with him if he loses.
"Are you so sure the cow will win??"
Qiao Xi asked quietly.
Xu Tong smiled mysteriously and whispered: "No, I am sure that I will win."
I don’t know why, but soon after I walked out of the hospital, my luck began to rise, and the Qi above my head had already formed a ladder-like cloud layer, which was a sign that it was rising step by step.
He doesn't know the reason, but it's always a good thing. The stronger your luck, the more prosperous your luck will be.
So he also wanted to give it a try and see if he could win.
After a while, Damu handed the bill to Xu Tong.
He also muttered: "Fifty thousand pounds is enough for me to spend for a long time."
At this time, the cattle pen was opened, and a black cow was released from it. When Da Mu saw the black cow, he was instantly stunned. Isn't this the cow in the finale?
"Asshole, what are those idiots down there doing??"
Omu cursed and greeted the whole family of those damn stall officials.
This black bull is a purebred bullfighting sent from Spain. It is the finale of this time. How can it be sent here at the first time?
"Look, there's no suspense anymore. I'll go down and take a look."
Da Mu felt something was wrong and planned to go down to see the situation.
Seeing this, Qiao Qian looked at Xu Tong's face with surprise and admiration written all over it.
As expected, it was just as Ohmu said, a battle without suspense at all.
The matador, who had been so elegant and unrestrained just now, started beating in his heart when he saw this black bull.
When the black cow walked out of the wooden barrier, the sun shone under the black cow's shiny fur, and even people sitting in the audience could clearly feel the pressure emanating from the cow.
The bullfighter's legs were weak on the spot, so he waited for the black bull to rush towards him, threw away the red cloth in his hand, and ran away, causing a burst of curses from the audience.
A shirtless man jumped onto the railing, tore off his clothes and cursed: "***, refund your money!!"
It is impossible to refund the money.
But the lost money still had to be paid. By the time Damu came back, the 50,000 pounds that Xu Tong had suppressed had turned into 150,000 pounds.
"The cows in the cowshed ate something wrong. They all got sick, except for this one cow."
Da Mu handed the money to Xu Tong with a depressed look on his face. He was now back before liberation.
It seems that he was unlucky. Originally, the big boss of the bullring wanted to train new recruits, and the first bull he appointed was a castrated bull.
As a result, when the game was about to start, the cow suddenly disappeared.
Not to mention entering the venue, even standing up was difficult.
We could only temporarily change the cows into the factory, but when we turned around and saw, my boss had given the cows laxatives, and they all turned into Splatoons.
The only one that was intact was the big black cow.
It seems that because of the problem of forage, this big black cow imported from Spain ate differently from other cows and survived.
There was no choice but to pull the cow out.
Only then did the scene just happen.
In addition, the genius Xu Tong won 150,000 pounds, which is enough to make the cattle farm owner cry with distress, not to mention such a big mess below. It is estimated that even if the big boss behind it is not bankrupt, he will not be able to get over it.
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Xu Tong handed a check to Da Mu. It could be seen that this guy had a depressed look on his face. He had obviously paid off all the bounty Andre had given him last time.
"Thanks!"
Da Mu put the money into his pocket, with a look of depression on his face.
Because the bulls were already sick and could not continue fighting one after another, the bullring simply sent all the bullfighters down to perform a group fight.
This move undoubtedly calmed the grievances of everyone present. After all, the big black bull still looked quite powerful.
At one point, eight matadors came down from the stage and took turns attacking the black bull with spears and swords in hand.
The bloody scenes naturally made many people scream excitedly.
Especially when the black bull fell to the ground exhausted under the siege, it even attracted cheers from the audience.
"Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."
Josie obviously looked unaccustomed to such a bloody scene, so she stood up and walked out of the door.
"Hehe, this cow must taste very good."
Omu didn't take this seriously, but looked forward to the delicious taste of beef.
"Oh, by the way, Li Jun, there is one thing I have to remind you."
At this time, Da Mu suddenly remembered something, and looked at Xu Tong with an increasingly serious expression: "Do you have any grudge against the people from the Shadow Team?"
Shadow Team??
Xu Tong was stunned for a moment, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, but he did not remember to deny it, but just gave a specious answer: "Is there any problem??"
"Well, the Shadow Team has a big background. Although after this script, you will become a certified player, the Shadow Team is by no means your opponent.
But their backend is very big, they are the Twelve Stars, a team of twelve certified players.
So if possible, you can ask your boss to help you negotiate peace and let them withdraw the wanted order against you."
Da Mu talked a lot, but Xu Tong became more and more confused as he listened.
But then he thought about it and realized that the person Damu was talking about might not be him, but that fat guy Li Bo.
Speaking of this damn fat man, Xu Tong couldn't help but smile knowingly. He suddenly missed this guy and didn't know how this guy was doing recently.
Seeing that Xu Tong didn't speak, Da Mu stopped talking.
He said so much not just because Xu Tong gave him too much money.
What's more, because Xu Tong's performance exceeded expectations, even Zhao San, this annoying guy, gave him a high evaluation.
Damu thought of what Zhao San said last night when they had dinner together...
"If you're not sure that you'll kill him with one hit, don't fight this guy!"
Such comments are extremely rare to come from the mouth of Zhao San, a master tactician.
I believe that if there are no accidents, after the script world ends this time, the captain will win him over and officially join the team.
Therefore, it is still necessary to establish a good relationship in advance.
In the bathroom.
Qiao Xi approached the door, locked the toilet door, and opened the toilet partition doors one by one.
After confirming that there was no one in the toilet, she took out a business card holder from the satchel on her waist. The business card holder slowly opened, and a black tarot card appeared between Josie's fingers, with a devil with a head and a body painted on it.
, holding a knife and fork, eating delicious food at the dining table.
"You are the one!"
Josie raised her head and looked at the figure in the mirror in front of her. Along with the black magic circle rising under her feet, a bull-headed monster in the mirror quietly turned into a black mist and circled around Josie.
After the circle, he got into the ceiling.
The bullfight ended hastily, leaving many people dissatisfied. Although many people had learned the inside information and knew that all the cows in the cattle farm were sick, and it was unlikely that there would be another bullfight in the short term, they still shouted to let them go.
The boss moved out another cow.
Xu Tong and Qiao Qian left early and went home.
At night, Josie returned home in a carriage and was called into the room by Mrs. Morgan.
He seemed to be planning to sleep with Josie.
Xu Tong also said that he was happy to hear this. At least he didn't have to worry about Qiao Qian coming to tell him stories at night, and he didn't have to hear the stupid dog's snoring.
But just after returning to the room, Xu Tong paused.
I just heard a subtle call coming from my ears,
The voice was very familiar. It was Master Song's voice, and it seemed to be calling him to come in.
Only then did he remember that the master should be back.
Thinking of this, he released Daya and Facai and asked them to guard outside the room door, then locked the doors and windows to make sure there was no problem.
He raised his hands slightly, and then a small crack opened in front of his eyes. With a quick step, Xu Tong disappeared into the abyss behind the crack.
In the bullring on the other side, a feast is also going on at the moment.
The candlelight flickered in front of the tent.
In the huge bullring, a bonfire was set up at this moment.
Although the weather is very cold today, Franklin, the big boss of the bullring, still insists on dining here.
It seems that only in this way can you feel the passion of bullfighting in person.
The butler on the side reported today's losses, which made Franklin feel heartbroken and bleeding.
Twenty-eight bullfighting bulls suffered from collective diarrhea, and three of them were completely dead.
The remaining condition is not very good. According to the veterinarian, he will almost not survive tomorrow.
Including the losses in the casino, he lost nearly three hundred thousand pounds that day, which was almost half of his net worth.
As soon as he saw the bill, Franklin's mentality exploded. One hundred and fifty thousand pounds of it was actually won by someone.
"If we find out who won the money, I will throw him into the copper bull."
When Franklin saw such a big bet, he had already concluded that this man was responsible for his cow's sudden diarrhea.
If so, I will definitely let him experience the taste of Bronze Bull.
The so-called copper bull is Franklin's special beef roasting stove.
It is said that it was specially created to imitate the torture of a certain era.
The stove made of brass can be divided into two parts from the middle and will not leave a single gap after being locked. The size of the copper bull looks much larger than an ordinary bullfight.
After the beef is rubbed with spices, it is roasted inside with the skin. After the roast is completed, the beef will maintain a complete standing posture.
When the stove was turned on, a steaming bull stood in front of him.
Franklin liked this feeling the most, it made him feel as if he had become a matador.
The black bull that caused him to lose money today has been wiped clean.
Under Franklin's comments, it was put into the copper bull.
The chef on the side also specially brushed the black beef with a thick layer of fat and spices to ensure that the barbecue would be more flavorful.
But no one noticed that the moment the chef closed the copper bull, a black shadow had quietly slipped into the copper bull.
"Master, I found it out. Can you take a look?"
At this time, the butler walked to Franklin and asked Franklin to come into the counting room.
Then he took out the bill for today's bets, flipped through it page by page, pointed to one of the records and said: "Look, the person who placed the bet used a check from the Morgan family."
"The Morgans!"
Franklin frowned for a moment. Of course he knew about the Morgan family. Now there was no one in Amantes who didn't know about the Morgan family.
That old guy Morgan was really lucky. During this period, he made crazy acquisitions of factories. It is hard to overstate how much money he made every day.
More importantly, the mysterious Earl Kevin of the Morgan family.
According to many gossips, Earl Kevin has a deep relationship with the church. Although they are all rumors, the Morgan family has indeed jumped into the Anman Empire by relying on the relationship of Earl Kevin.
In Tes's upper class circle.
This makes Franklin a little unpredictable. Is it just a coincidence?
With the wealth of the Morgan family, how could they use such despicable means to deal with themselves? What's more, a mere 150,000 pounds is nothing to the Morgan family...
"Maybe someone else used the Morgan's check."
The steward speculated.
"Well... let's check again. If it's really from the Morgan family, forget it. Don't provoke the Morgan family."
Franklin sighed. Just half a month ago, the Morgan family was just a watch repairman like himself. Even if he had some wealth, he still couldn't get rid of the shackles of his identity.
But now, the Morgan family has become the richest family in Amantes, controlling two-thirds of the factories in Amantes. This is simply unimaginable.
Does this guy really have a god protecting him?
Thinking of this, Franklin is already thinking about whether he should donate some money to the church and see if the almighty God can bless him?
With that said, Franklin walked out of the accounting room and prepared to enjoy today's dinner.
However, when he led the butler and others to the tent in the bullring, he found that there was a mess in front of him, and there were no traces of the chefs.
“Where are the people??”
Franklin was startled. Just when he was confused, the smell of barbecue filled the air.
But it wasn't the beef smell he was familiar with.
When he looked suspiciously at the copper bull that was roasting in the bonfire, the housekeeper seemed to notice something. He slowly turned around and saw a blurry black figure in the darkness, walking towards them.
"ah!!!"
The shrill screams immediately echoed in the huge bullring.
It wasn't until the early morning of the next morning when the workers of the bull farm re-entered the bull ring that they saw the bones piled on the table, and at the top of the table, Franklin's head was placed.