"Supreme dragon, supreme dragon!"

When Mo Ningran and the man in Tsing Yi looked at Ye Tianlong like the dead, the audience cheered happily again, cheering for his death.

I just don't know why, he has been silently ignoring the mysterious swordsman around him, and when Ye Tianlong stepped into the iron cage, he straightened his body suddenly.

For the first time, the mysterious swordsman took the initiative to pose an attacking posture.

This action immediately caused the audience to scream, and they thought that the mysterious swordsman was going to kill again.

Smelling another **** scene happened, the gamblers couldn't restrain their excitement. Of course, the most primitive enthusiasm came from their bets.

"Betting, betting, I am the mysterious swordsman!"

Although with the mystery swordsman's repeated victories, betting on him will not make much money, but no matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat, and no one will dislike it.

Zhuotai didn't have much excitement on his face. In addition to watching too many wins for the mysterious swordsman, there was also an imbalance in the battle tonight.

Since his debut, the mysterious swordsman has won fifty-three games in a row. At first, no one was optimistic about him, so Zhuotai could rely on him to attract nearly 10 billion gold.

Now, all the forces and spectators are optimistic about the mysterious swordsman, and the bets are naturally placed on the mysterious swordsman, and there are too few people betting on the other side.

This means that the mysterious swordsman has won, and the casino needs to pay for it out of pocket, even if it is ten to lose one, it is a lot of money.

So Zhuotai seemed a bit entangled in winning or losing the mysterious swordsman.

Out of fame considerations, he hoped that the mysterious swordsman would win, and out of business considerations, he also hoped that the mysterious swordsman would lose if necessary.

At this moment, a round-faced man ran over quickly, wiping his sweat and squatting beside Zhuo Tai and whispering: "Mr. Zhuo, the bet is about to end."

"The stakes have been as high as 5 billion, almost all of them defeated the mysterious swordsman."

"The four hundred million won from Manchester and other forces in the first four games tonight has already been lost to live gamblers and outsiders when they have already played in the Bull Demon King."

"If the mysterious swordsman wins this battle, we will have no opponent's funds to make up for it, and we need the casino to spend 500 million yuan for gamblers and outsiders."

He added: "Mr. Somchai will be unhappy to see this kind of accounts."

"five billion?"

Zhuotai's face was a little surprised, and then he asked: "The sum of the previous week was less than tens of billions. Tonight is a confrontation of 5 billion?"

The round-faced man replied in a low voice: "For the previous week, everyone was not optimistic about the mysterious swordsman. The bet was more even."

"Now the mysterious swordsman has won fifty-three games, and almost all of them are fatal with one sword. Everyone believes that the mysterious swordsman has won."

"The gambler naturally buys the mysterious swordsman to win."

"And the increase in the bet is because our odds are ten to one. If the gambler does not bet a little more, the mysterious swordsman won't make much money."

"Mr. Zhuo, do we want to make a temporary correction, just say that the Supreme Dragon is an unknown person, and lower the odds of the mysterious swordsman."

"Twenty to one, so we can give a little less money."

There is a touch of worry in his eyes: "Otherwise, 500 million will go out and the book will not look good tonight."

Zhuo Tai frowned slightly. Of course, he knew what the round-faced man meant. His boss is short of money now, so he can do whatever he wants.

Although I have made nearly tens of billions in a week, Kerson Guess will not look at the previous income and expenditures, but only look at the ins and outs of the day. The net outflow of 500 million is huge.

"The casino is most afraid to change the rules on the way. The odds are already hanging out and cannot be changed... but the betting time is extended by ten minutes."

Zhuotai took out the phone and got up: "I'll make a phone call, besides, let the mysterious swordsman treat the wound again..."

The round-faced man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

At this moment, Ye Tianlong walked up to the mysterious swordsman just like Xianlong, and looked at the young man with interest: "I seem to have seen you."

The mysterious swordsman did not make any waves, nor did he respond.

Ye Tianlong stepped forward two more steps, inaudible: "You are from Master Lone Star, and you used a sword to break the river and mountains."

He was testing the identity of his opponent.

The mysterious swordsman still didn't respond, his eyes were still silent like stagnant water, as if everything he said had nothing to do with him.

Ye Tianlong bit his lip slightly, this guy didn't react at all, could it be that his feeling of deja vu was wrong?

Later, Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "I must win tonight. I want to take away the woman, money, and shares on top of my head. I don't care."

The mysterious swordsman's eyes were cold and indifferent.

"I am not showing you weakness, nor am I being pitiful."

Ye Tianlong's smile is still gentle: "I want to tell you that my purpose is simple. I won you and took away that woman."

"You are not my opponent, but I will not kill you, and I hope you will not stalk you."

The mysterious sword held the long sword in his hand, as stable as Mount Tai, his eyes were sharper, it seemed that Ye Tianlong was not easy.

Ye Tianlong smiled again: "I give you a way to survive, because I feel that your nature is not bad, and you have a little more humanity than the Bull Devil and the others."

He must win this battle, but he doesn't want to use too much effort, otherwise it will be a little troublesome to leave the casino.

Hearing the three words Niu Devil, the mysterious swordsman's expression was chilled, and his body exploded with a fierce breath.

Ye Tianlong's heart is up: "I will let you make a living, and I will help you take the redhead away..."

The body of the mysterious swordsman shook in an instant, and his eyes were filled with emotion. He looked at Ye Tianlong in surprise, inquiring, dazed, and vigilant.

"Don't be surprised, I saw your gaze."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "I don't know how you are related to her, but I know that she is very important to you, and this is because you killed the Bull Demon King."

"I will take her away from this horrible place, and I will give her a million for the rest of her life."

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, the mysterious swordsman dissipated and was shocked, his eyes were also less murderous, and there was a touch of thought...

At this time, several staff members rushed into the iron cage, cleaned the wound of the mysterious swordsman, drank water for him, and massaged his bones.

Ye Tianlong keenly caught, a person whispered a word in his ear, the mysterious swordsman did not respond much, but his pupils condensed.

"Fight, fight, start now."

After the staff left the iron cage, the audience who had waited for ten minutes became impatient and waved their chips and shouted.

The host also screamed: "The fifth scene, the supreme dragon VS the mysterious swordsman, start."

"Take...hand... now!"

The mysterious swordsman took the initiative to spit out three words, hard and hoarse, he barely speaks does not mean that he can't speak.

At the same time, he slowly applied force with his right hand, holding the long sword tightly, making a flutter at any time.

"it is good!"

Ye Tianlong looked at the mysterious swordsman calmly, his eyes changed, and the entire iron cage was enveloped with a deep chill.

His eyes were instantly deep and frightening, like the desert sky in winter, without a trace of dust, and the whole person also burst out with an astonishing fighting spirit.

The next second, the two shot at the same time.