Yuwen Xiaobao looked to the farthest point of the sea, opened his arms, let the sea breeze blow on his body, and let the waves sing in his ears. At this moment, Yuwen Xiaobao felt as if his heart was as high as the sky.
"Yu-wen-xiao-bao!!!······"
Yuwen Xiaobao shouted towards the sky, he wanted to send his name directly into the sky!
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked in this direction. Yuwen Xiao covered his ears and stared blankly at Yuwen Xiaobao. Only Jiang Ba understood the meaning of this roar.
The so-called silence is enough, it is a blockbuster! He knew that his little master was going to explode, and he couldn't wait any longer. The time for the explosion was the competition in two days!
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Two days later.
A huge arena was set up at the central intersection of White Lion City. The arena was now surrounded by people. The Yuwen family and the Duan family were sitting on both sides of the arena. Next to the three brothers and sisters of the He family, there was another gray-haired man.
The old man is Wu Gui, the manager of the He family, a master of the seventh level of Tianhe.
"I didn't expect that the Duan family would set up the arena here. It seems that they want to use the He family to increase their own reputation." Yu Wenlei frowned slightly.
"Isn't that even more embarrassing? Those brats from the Duan family are Xiaobao's opponents." Yu Wenfeng chuckled and said:
"Yes, Xiaobao."
After asking, there was no reply for a while. When Yu Wenfeng looked back, there was no sign of Yu Wen Xiaobao. A servant hurriedly said:
"Master Bao said that after waiting for so long and not starting the martial arts competition, his urine was full, so he went to pee."
"Holy shit!" Yu Wenfeng was so angry that he glared at the servant:
"Hurry up and find Master Bao!"
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Yuwen Xiaobao came out of the toilet and saw that one side of the ring was crowded with people. Everyone was squeezing in with their money. He was used to gambling... Well, of course His Highness the cup knew that it was the gambling house buying money.
Betting on the odds, Yuwen Xiaobao immediately joined in.
It's okay to go there, but Yuwen Xiaobao was almost pissed to death when he went there!
The Duan family will pay one for every win, and the Yuwen family will pay one hundred for every win.
Damn it! I'll pay you a hundred! Are you looking down on me like this? Damn it! You bastards, please open your eyes wider for me and see how majestic I am, hum!
But in an instant, Yuwen Xiaobao smiled secretly. He didn't expect that the Yuwen family's confidentiality work was really in place. Of course, the Bai family would not tell those things, because besides humiliating themselves, it was really impossible to do anything else.
What has been gained?
"I'll buy one hundred and eighty-three taels of gold, and the Yuwen family will win." A voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd, causing everyone to look back.
Why are there still zeros and zeros? It seems that you have spent all the money you can afford. Who is it that thinks so highly of me, Yuwen Xiaobao?
Yuwen Xiaobao looked back, and saw a waiter-looking man squeezing over with a stack of gold tickets in his hand. With a 'pop' sound, he threw them all to the dealer.
"Aren't you the waiter at Guike Restaurant? How did you get rich?" A big man who recognized the waiter exclaimed.
"How are you going to get rich? I bought the bet for three idiot young masters, and they said I would get a share of it if I won, but I don't think I can win." The waiter shook his head depressedly.
"It's okay, they can't give you a share and I'll give you a share! Haha!" The banker was extremely happy.
"Thank you, Lord Hong, thank you Lord Hong!" The waiter happily bowed and nodded towards the banker.
The banker filled out the gambling ticket and handed it to the waiter. His face was so full of smiles that he could hardly close his eyes. This is a big head! Three big heads who have no brains but are full of water, hehe.
The waiter was so excited that he turned around and ran away. Yuwen Xiaobao followed the waiter into the Guike Restaurant with his eyes. After a while, the waiter appeared again by the window upstairs and walked respectfully to the three young people.
In front of him, the gambling ticket was handed into the hands of a young man.
Yueluo Baiyu! Yuwen Xiaobao was stunned, and then looked at the other two people, they were Wu Chenchen and Yu Wenyan.
These three little girls actually came to the city to take the opportunity to make a fortune? Holy shit! Eh? Not to mention, dressing up in men's clothes really has a unique charm, hehe.
"Trash! So you are here."
Duan Hong's voice suddenly came from behind. When Yuwen Xiaobao looked back, the three brothers and sisters of the He family were also there. It seemed that they were also here to place bets.
"Hey, do you know who this is? Yuwen Xiaobao, who will compete with me in the ring later! Haha!"
Boom! The crowd immediately exploded. They all stared at Yuwen Xiaobao and started talking about it.
"Is this Yuwen Xiaobao? The abandoned son of the palace? Huh? He is also a talented person. Why did King Zhendong expel him from the palace?"
"You don't know yet? This good-for-nothing is still at the fifth level of body refining at the age of sixteen. Who is the King of Zhendong? How can he let such a useless son become his highness?"
"Also, this man is good at eating, drinking, gambling, and is especially good at sex. I heard that he has a heart disease and is almost done with it if he can't be cured."
"Why would the Yuwen family still take in such a person? Aren't you afraid of bringing down the younger generations of the Yuwen family? Alas!"
"Also, I heard that this Yuwen Xiaobao is an unlucky guy whose engagement was annulled, haha!"
It stands to reason that such a tragic experience should receive sympathy and pity from everyone, but the world is so cruel, the weak eats the strong, and the winner is king is the most fundamental iron law. There is no sympathy, because kindness to others is kindness to oneself.
cruel.
To say that Yuwen Xiaobao's current popularity is definitely second to that of the city lord Xie Wuyou, because first of all, his identity as the abandoned son of His Royal Highness has become a topic of discussion for everyone after dinner, plus his past days of eating, drinking and gambling.
With so many bad deeds, and the shameful mark of being only at the fifth level of physical training at the age of sixteen, it is difficult not to become famous.
Whether the glances came with sarcasm or ridicule, or even a hint of sympathy, Yuwen Xiaobao remained unmoved. He calmly looked back one by one, his expressionless face as cold as ice.
He doesn't care about all the ridicule, and he doesn't need anyone's pity. He, Yuwen Xiaobao, knows what he wants! He is no longer the good-for-nothing Prince of the Palace who was played by Wu Teng before.
"What's wrong, trash? Don't you also want to place a bet? Who to buy? By the way, you must buy my Duan family to win, so you can earn back some medical expenses, haha!"
Duan Hong's words once again caused everyone to burst into laughter.
"Are you convinced of me? Well, how about we make a life-and-death contract today?" A trace of murderous intent flashed across Yuwen Xiaobao's eyes, which were soon covered by cold eyes.
Everyone was startled, and the place immediately became silent, all staring at the two teenagers.
"You want to die, am I still afraid of you!?"
Duan Hong chuckled and turned to ask the banker to help him write a life and death contract. The two of them pressed their fingerprints on it. The two brothers of the He family also pressed their fingerprints and were witnesses.