v2 Chapter 864： Font size

Xiaodi's eyes were filled with Cai Mi's light, and he was no doubt a little Cai Mi.

Zhou Hao saw two monks fighting life and death in the barrier of the battlefield. They were fighting fiercely. Now they seem to be evenly matched; but after a closer analysis, those who watch the battle will feel that one of them is about to lose. Up.

He heard that the few spectators outside the arena were actually cheering for the monk with a higher winning rate.

In Zhou Hao's opinion, if you place a bet, at first glance, you will also play the monk who seems to have a higher winning rate.

Xiaodi took him to this arena where he bet.

There was a big table in that place, a fruit stone was placed in the middle of the table, and a notebook beside it was used to record the monks who watched the bets.

As soon as Xiaodi arrived at the table, he said to the court collector, "What are the odds?"

The monk who was sitting behind the table in charge of collecting the bills said, "One loses five for Tianzi, and eight for Dizi."

Xiaodi asked again: "That is the sky? That is the earth?"

The collector pointed to the monk who was fighting in the arena, and said, "I see, the thinner one is the sky name, and the taller one is the earth name."

After finishing speaking, he made a special "Ouch", and then whispered to Zhou Hao and Xiaodi: "It seems that the result is already obvious, two people, I should have stopped betting, but since you guys want to play this way. Note, then I’ll hide it from the above, and take a convenient way to let you play a bet and enjoy it, but you don’t want to play too much, lest our boss pays too much and sins down.

He was actually implying that Zhou Hao and Xiaodi's monk with a high winning rate, that is, the tall monk with the name of the land, and his odds were higher than that of the thin monk with the name of the sky.

What Zhou Hao saw just now also felt that the cultivator with the name of the place was facing big, and he should indeed bet on him at this time.

However, Xiaodi does not take the usual path.

She smiled and said to the monk who was in charge of collecting the accounts: "Okay, then we will have the name of the sky, five or two fruits!"

"what?"

The collector thought he had heard it wrong, and asked again: "You want a new font size?"

Xiaodi nodded and said, "Yes, Tianzihao, five taels!"

"Oh, why didn't you understand me!"

The collector said: "I'll tell you clearly. Look at the land size, it is obvious that he is going to win, and you should be on him!"

"You knew he was going to win?" Xiaodi asked bluntly.

When the collector heard this, he knew that he had said too much, but it seemed false.

And the rule of the arena is that people in the arena do not talk too much to the betting person, because if you talk too much, you will lose.

"Are you still in business, or you..." Xiao Di squinted at the collector, as if he had seen something through, and there was a hint of threat in his eyes.

It seems to be saying: If you don't let us bet, we will poke out your battlefield.

The accountant seemed speechless and a little angry. In a repulsive mood, he nodded and agreed to Xiaodi's bet.

"Xiatian font size five taels fruit?" Ask about the process of collection.

Xiaodi nodded: "Yes, Tianzihao, Wuliangguoer!"

Followed by the collection, just record it on the ledger at will, and then dance on the fruit stone, and then said to Xiaodi: "Okay, take the fruit."