Chapter 1496

"Two... Twenty million!"

The devil boss's voice is a little knotty, but it's not that he can't afford to lose. He can win 20 million by playing dice, and the one who hits is 18 points, which is somewhat unreasonable.

His eyes fell on Phyllis like a wolf's eyes. A young elf, only 13 or 14 years old, can't see through the dice cup.

However, you can't easily guess the 18 o'clock. You can guess the first one, and you can bet millions. As an old man, you can know the tricks and tricks hidden here.

If you dare to play tricks on him, you really don't take him seriously.

"She's the one with the lottery?" Beecher asked in a cold voice and the devil who had just reported it.

The demons who came out with Bill had dispersed and surrounded Phyllis with a bad look.

"You... What are you going to do?" Phyllis said a little flustered, looking out subconsciously.

"I took the ticket, and so did the spirit. Is there a problem?" Just then, a cold voice rang out. Elena came up and looked at bill with a kind of sarcastic smile. "How do you want to default?"

"Someone's making trouble?" Many gamblers heard some curious look over, they are not afraid of big things.

The two demons in front of bill get out of the way, clench their fists, and look at Elena with a bad face. They are in charge of the town. If anyone dares to make trouble, they will give them color with their iron fist.

Beecher turned around, and his eyes fell on Elena's body. He couldn't help but be stunned. What's more, he felt a little surprised that the spirit was vaguely familiar. It seemed that he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

But Beecher was sure that this elf and that ELF over there were not of the same level. He immediately showed a smile and said, "this guest is joking. Our gambling house is most honest. How can we break the debt? However, the gambling capital is a little big. As the boss, it is necessary for me to make a simple verification. After confirmation, I will give you the full amount of gambling capital."

The operation of the gambling house depends on good faith. If this plaque falls down, there will be no gamblers to gamble.

"The tickets belong to your casinos, and the tables and dice belong to you. What else do you need to verify? Check whose fist is harder? " Irina took a look at her manicured nails and said sarcastically.

Beecher's eyes flashed a trace of anger, this woman is not on the road at all, but her face still said with a smile: "this way, please. Let's go to the VIP area to talk about it in detail."

"I still have a lot of gambling houses to collect money. You can either give it immediately, or you can give it to me after I demolish your broken gambling house." Irina picked up a chair, one of its legs dragged to the ground, and walked towards bilge.

Biqier's eyes flashed a ray of joy. Originally, he was still thinking about how to solve the problem. He didn't expect that the other party would start to pick things up first. He immediately said, "it seems that this guest is not here to exchange gambling money, but to make trouble. In this case, in order to ensure the rights and interests of other guests, I have to take you..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang

Beecher's words haven't finished. All the demon bodyguards around him have been patted like flies, including two level seven demons.

Looking at the holes above the casino, Bill swallowed his saliva and looked back. The beautiful face had already appeared in front of him. At the same time, there was the chair which was nearly broken.

"Elena!"

Biqier's Ren Tong two pulse is instantly opened, and a name pops up subconsciously in his brain.

Putong.

Biqier legs a soft, directly knelt down in front of Irina, at the same time loudly cried: "Princess spare me! Money, I... "

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the chairs were scattered into sawdust.

Beecher also flew out, embedded in the wall at the other end of the casino.

The gamblers were stunned. They didn't know what the situation was. How could the owner of the gambling house be photographed? What's the origin of this spirit? Is it so horizontal?

"Well? What did he just say? " Irina asked.

"He... He seems to say that he gives money." Phyllis whispered, looking pitifully at Bill.

"It's unexpected, spineless." Irina lost the remaining half of the stick in her hand, and then looked at the swollen half face, a face of grievance hanging on the wall of Bill said: "next time, cool faster."

Beecher was plucked from the wall, covered half of his swollen face, and said vaguely, "go... Go and give the money to the princess, go!"

Soon, a silver note of 120 million copper coins was presented respectfully by bill in both hands.

Irina took the ticket, glanced at it casually, then looked at Bill and said with a smile, "nice chair."

With that, Irina went away with her.

The gamblers watched her leave quietly. When she disappeared at the door, there was a commotion.

"Boss, she... Who is she?" The demon who reported earlier covered his half face of losing a few teeth and asked in a confused way.

"Who else? It's Princess Elena, you fool!" Bill kicked the devil down and covered his face with tears.

How can do, he is also very desperate, who met her, have to advise ah.

"Princess Elena!"

People suddenly surprised, the legendary big sister really no one dares to provoke, surprised that she even bet on the cooking duel.

Soon, the news of Princess Irina's bloody washing of ten gambling houses in the chaotic city spread all over the chaotic city.

However, the top ten gambling houses soon came out to clarify in person, denied the fact of being washed by blood, and congratulated Elena on winning the grand prize.

So soon, everyone in the city of chaos knew that Elena had made 800 million yuan by betting on the cooking skills of the owner of Maimi restaurant and the invincible chef harshwitz.

"You're the real business geek." McGonagall takes a look at Amy, who is happily helping to count the bank notes. Looking at Elena, who is sitting gracefully and eating pizza, she praises.

He also knew that the three hundred million principal was collected from the ten kings Hall of the devil islands.

"Of course, after all, I'm an elf who can make a billion by making vampires eat grass." Irina said with a natural face. After thinking about it, she pondered, "now that he has become the ancestor, if he performs again, the ticket price will increase ten times, and the venue will be crowded."

"Probably." McGonagall nodded strangely and sighed for the newly promoted ancestor.