Chapter 22

The man who is fighting against it is a teenager of eighteen or nine years old. His clear-cut face is as smooth as jade. His black eyes are bright as gems. His cold charm is like the night. He stares at the green wind wolf step by step. However, his ordinary black hair shows that he is not a wizard with strong killing power.

No matter how vigorous he was, he couldn't resist the fierce attack of a third grade green wind wolf. He escaped from death several times under the frightened eyes of the public.

"Noble wizard, have you decided?" The steward asked again, and then reminded him kindly: "the odds ratio between man and beast is: 1:100."

The implication is that Chuye is wise to bet on the third level Qingfeng wolf. Moreover, according to the current situation of the fighting field, everyone can see that the youth has fallen behind and there is no doubt about the outcome.

"I bet that boy will win!" Chuye unexpectedly chose the unexpected, and then ignored the officer who was suddenly stunned by thunder, and without hesitation, threw out the last gold coin on his body.

"Bet a gold coin?" Return to God to manage, immediately can't help but exclaim, staring at Chu ye, as if to see an alien.

You know, those who will enter the arena of human and animal fighting are boring but rich nobles. They often throw thousands of gold, or even ten thousand gold, with one wave. He has been in charge of affairs for so many years, and he has not encountered a few bets on 100 gold coins, let alone one gold coin.

See you for the first time in my life!

"Why, can't you?" Chu Ye coldly took an eye horizontal, "do you have the minimum limit of wager amount in this fighting field?"

"This There are no regulations... " The steward wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and did not dare to speak any more. However, he felt a burst of resentment in his heart: they all said that most of the witches were eccentric. If I saw them today, they would not be empty.

But how can't imagine, Chuye is not willing to make a big bet, but No capital.

After the note, Chuye picked an empty seat not far away and sat down. His eyes were fixed on the cold young man in the fighting field.

She had an instinct that it must be the teenager who won in the end.

Because she saw a kind of obstinacy in the young man's dark eyes. Moreover, she did not neglect that she was still carrying a Epee on his back, but was wrapped in black cloth, which was not impressive.

"Bite, Qingfeng wolf, bite his stomach, bite him off..." A childish but unspeakable childish voice sounded in Chuye's left ear.

Chuye frowned and turned his head. He saw a six-year-old boy, who was very delicate and lovely, was dancing towards the central fighting field. He was wearing a gorgeous silk robe, wearing a top-grade jade, a gold lock on his neck, a glass Emerald on his waist, and a dazzling silver bracelet on his hand. He was dressed like a nouveau riche at a young age.

There are not many visitors as small as a little boy in the fighting field.

The little boy, who was shouting passionately, didn't notice that his scream had already made a noise to Chuye. He continued to dance, shout and dance, but was getting closer and closer to Chuye.

Chu Ye couldn't bear to take out his left ear, and then patted the little boy's shoulder and said, "OK, don't cry, your green wind wolf will surely lose."

"Who said that?" The little boy screamed again, twisted and glared at Chuye, and finally calmed down.

Chuye pointed to his nose, "I said it!"

"Who are you? No matter what, the wolf will lose, the wolf will win, the wolf will win... " The little boy was in a hurry, and a stampede of white, and the jade and gold he was wearing also collided with his movements, and the sound of exhortation was heard.

Chuye's eyes flashed a shrewd twinkle. He hooked his finger at the little boy and said, "if you don't believe me, I'll bet you that boy will win. If you lose, you'll take off all your accessories Give it to me. "

"What if I win?" When the little boy heard that someone was going to bet with himself, his eyes flashed.

"Do what you want!" Chuye smile a face "amiable".

She would never lose. Somehow, she just felt that the teenager would win, and her intuition was always accurate.

"Well, I'll bet you!" The little boy laughed and showed two lovely white tiger teeth, "let's pull hook."

"OK, pull the hook, don't lie." Chuye suddenly had a little sin. It was a little unbearable for her to cheat such a cute little fart child. But when she thought of the little boy's evil calling the green wind wolf, a trace of guilt that rarely rose suddenly disappeared.

While Chuye was talking to the little boy, the fierce fighting in the fighting field had reached the climax of incandescence.

The green wind wolf spits out three sharp blades three times without interruption. When the boy is forced to roll and hide in a mess, it jumps up fiercely. The sharp wolf claw takes the cold light and grabs the bright and clean face of the young man, and a bloody mouth bites the young man's long white neck.

"Hiss..." All the nobles who originally cheered and screamed at this time couldn't help but take a breath for the young master. If the green wind wolf got hold of it, the boy would not live.However, there are so many people or several Warcraft killed in this kind of fighting field every day. They are used to it. After a short period of regret, they are laughing and laughing.

However, the situation in the fighting field suddenly reversed, and the young master's cold face flashed a trace of the expression that it was time to end. Instead of avoiding the attack of the green wind wolf, he took advantage of the opportunity to smash it.

The fist was too fast, too fierce, too accurate. The green wind wolf, who was complacent and thought he was going to get it, only saw a flower in front of his eyes. A big sandbag fist had hit the bridge of his nose,

"Kaka..." A crack of bone.

"Woo..." The green wind wolf even had no time to send out the sad sound. With a heavy sob, the huge wolf was thrown out four or five meters, and then hit the ground, whining and dying.

What part of the wolf's body is the hardest?

There is no doubt that it is the wolf head!