C761 Betting

Dong, dong, dong!

Everyone could clearly see that the origin of the earthquake was a plump youth. Looking at his appearance, he weighed at least four hundred jin, and had definitely broken the limits of a human's body weight.

Even if he was wearing a large robe, it would still be difficult to wrap around his meatball-like body. A round belly was hugged by his short arms, otherwise he would have to worry if it would drag on the ground.

This fatty was without a doubt another close friend of Ling Yun's — — Second Young Master of Mo Clan, Mo Xin. Although he could cultivate, he was still more trash than Ling Yun.

Actually, the reason Ling Yun was called trash was because his Qi Sea could not store spirit energy, and not because he was the weakest amongst his generation. Many of those foppish rich kids were still in the warrior realm, and he had even created them using miraculous pills and medicines.

In front of the opening of the Frenzied Lion Gang, everyone stepped aside, their mouths twitching as they looked at the young man who was rolling in waves of meat.

"Young master Mo, I wonder who you are betting on?" When his opponent came, the people of Frenzied Lion Gang took him seriously, and a fattened middle-aged man walked out from the backstage with a smile on his face, and asked with a smile.

Although they were competitors, they still had to do their work on the surface. There was no rule stating that their competitors could not bet on each other.

"Is this how you Frenzied Lion Gang people entertain guests?" Mo Xin panted heavily as his sweat flowed like water. His eyes that were as large as slits were opened wide as he glared at the middle-aged man and spoke without the slightest trace of politeness.

"Servants, bring a stool to Second Young Master Mo and serve tea!" The middle-aged man's eyes twitched. He was angry, but he still wanted to do business, otherwise, if the fat man pestered him, the guests would be dragged away by the other customers, which would be too much of a loss. He would be punished, he said to the shop assistant behind him.

A few minutes later, the few of them brought out a stool that could be called a giant out of stools, and respectfully placed it behind Mo Xin.

To be honest, it was really hard to find a suitable stool for Mo Xin. Not only was it big, it had to be of good quality to be able to bear his weight.

Moreover, this master was also known for his pickiness. He had to be soft.

Looking at the gigantic stool that Mo Xin was sitting on, the people around him were secretly speechless. The thousand year Agarwood was even covered with soft mink skin, it was probably worth no less than four or five thousand spirit Stone s.

"Second Young Master Mo, may I know who you are betting on?" If you do not wish to place your bet, please leave. Otherwise, we can only assume that you have come to cause trouble. " Seeing Mo Xin sitting arrogantly on a luxurious stool and contentedly drinking tea, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed so much that the slits could no longer be seen, and the corners of his eyes twitched, as he spoke with a low voice.

"Hur hur, what are you talking about!" Mo Xin finally stopped pretending to be dead otherwise he would not be able to trick this Frenzied Lion Gang. He slowly lifted his eyelids and lazily swept his eyes over the middle-aged man.

"Are all the people from the Frenzied Lion Gang so blind? Didn't you see that I is tired and gasping for breath? The bet will wait for me to catch my breath. "

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth. Wait? Wait a little longer. Do you know how much I've lost?

After resting for a while, he knew that if he were to continue, he would really be chased away as a troublemaker. Of course, he had also come with the intention of causing trouble.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was getting impatient, he slowly opened his eyes and stretched out his small hands. He slowly took out a card from his stomach. There were five silver lines on the card.

The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce's spirit Stone Crystal Card was worth five hundred thousand!

Looking at the Crystal Card, the corner of the middle-aged man's eyes twitched.

500,000 was the maximum number that could be accepted through an offer. No matter how much it was, no one would dare to accept it.