It's so exciting!

There is a sense of invisible stimulation in place!

"Faceless devil, right! This thing is faceless devil. I've seen it in ancient books before! Grass! Hasn't this ghost disappeared long ago? Why... Why is it still here!"

"Crazy! Really crazy! What the hell is going on!"

"Shit... A wave of mentality directly collapsed!"

"The faceless devil must have been arranged by the Colosseum, isn't it? No wonder... No wonder he suddenly opened the gambling table of Colosseum No. 8, and set a one to two parity Bureau, let alone limit the betting amount. What's more, he wants to cut a wave of leeks completely?"

"Grass... The state of mind is fried! This wave is really fried! Get out! Get out! It's disgusting!"

"Now I just want to hit the wall directly and kill myself..."

"Shit, can you have a little face? This is the state of a dog!"

"Vomit, vomit, this wave is really vomit! Disgusting to the end!"

……

……

Then make complaints about the noise coming from the waves.

I have to say that this time the Colosseum is really dirty.

Directly hit the shameless on the pillar of shame!

be lost to shame! Obscene!

The things on the scene are particularly pure!

Everything else naturally goes without saying. It's just such a feeling.

……

Of course, you will never wake up a person who pretends to sleep.

This time, since the official of the Colosseum has done so, it is natural not to be afraid of the abuse of these gamblers and the audience. For them, as long as they earn money from the star core, is it important for other things? Key? Don't care at all

It's a wave of beating up, but I didn't care!

What is displayed is probably such a pure gesture.

This idea is very real!

Inside the Colosseum, in luxury rooms

"Second master, this... This audience's mentality is a little unstable..."

"If something happens, it will be bad for the reputation of our Colosseum..."

"If we gather to make trouble in our Colosseum, it's not easy to deal with..."

"Second master, either... Or forget it..."

"Is this a draw?"

Bao Ming, the middle-aged manager of the Colosseum, took a deep breath and said something. He subconsciously smoked at the corners of his mouth. At the moment, he felt that the brain melon seeds were buzzing

What kind of trouble does this want? Can't it stop a little?

If it goes on like this, there will really be an accident.

Does this Colosseum really not want to continue to operate?

When something happens, how to deal with it

These are big problems!

"Forget it?"

"Draw?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

"These gambling dogs will say twice and roar a few words. They dare to come really?"

"It's really ridiculous!"

The middle-aged man, who was called the second master, sneered. While he didn't care, he felt more and more excited.

"It's more interesting than fighting!"

"The tip of the needle is against the wheat..."

"Perfect match..."

"Tut tut tut... Interesting, really interesting!"

"Seeing this wave, I feel more and more wonderful!"

"Unexpectedly, this boy named Fang fan can suppress the faceless devil..."

"Tut tut......"

"What a gift!"

"This is a natural beast fighter!"

"It's a pity that the road is narrow!"