Million-level fighters.

Zhan Changfeng thought slightly, "With such a high-level fighter, isn't the commission he gets enough to pay off the gambling equipment?"

"This person is a little tendoned, I'm afraid that he will be cheated by the casino, who knows what conditions he promised at the beginning. Bai Tiaozi bowed his head and replied.

"Yes. Zhan Changfeng cut off Xiong Sanhu's head, flicked his sleeves and left, "After dawn, you can go out." ”

Beneath the barrier, nothing had happened to the tavern, standing quietly on the edge of the street.

After she walked for half a pillar of incense, the people in the lobby stood up carefully, and Bai Tiaozi pushed the door, and sure enough, she couldn't get out.

"What the hell is going to happen now? "There was a man who touched the pulse of the second master, and he was dead.

Bai Tiaozi knew that there were still many people here who coveted the position of the master, so he used Zhan Changfeng to scare them, "Who knows if the female devil will come back again, let's wait until tomorrow when we can act freely before making plans." ”

Many people said yes, saying that once the big boss died, they didn't know where their treasure was, and what kind of struggle there was still to wait until they found the treasure.

The round-faced girl who dialed the abacus over there, and if you look closely, you will find that the abacus is very restrained, and it doesn't look like an attitude towards her daughter at all.

But don't think about the treasure, because Zhan Changfeng has already gone to get it.

Xiong Sanhu's vault was buried under an abandoned courtyard in the slums, Zhan Changfeng shook into the broken house that was already overgrown with weeds, felt an iron ring on the ground, and below was a cellar full of foul smell, there was nothing under the sense of consciousness, she jumped down, turned around the empty mossy cellar, touched a mechanism, and a door appeared, and behind the door was the real treasure place.

There are more than 20 spiritual weapons, five magic weapons, a magic weapon, and 20 million lower-grade spirit stones, and 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

It's quite rich to be a robber in a casino.

But the bends and bends are also indispensable, Zhan Changfeng picked up an account, this is the lifeblood of Xiong Sanhu.

Just like being an official, you can't escape the entanglement of interests wherever you mix, and shaking out the things in this account can make Cold Snow City move three times.

Zhan Changfeng took everything away, then returned the cellar to its original state, removed the traces, and quietly left.

The moon has risen to the middle of the sky, but there is no day or night for the gamblers of Snowy City.

Zhan Changfeng walked into the Golden Bag Gambling House, casually stopped an attendant, and handed him a cloth bag, "Before dawn, let your principal come to see me." ”

The attendant watched the black-clothed nun walk towards the first-line hall, lowered her head and opened the cloth bag, and suddenly the cold hair stood on end, and there was a human head inside!

"Steward, steward!" the attendant ran to the steward of the care hall, his legs were almost weak, it was the first time that someone dared to enter their Golden Bag Casino to find fault!

"What does it look like!" the white-faced steward reprimanded and took the cloth bag handed by the attendant, "Frizzy, if you are ...

The white-faced steward's eyes widened slightly, shook off the cloth bag, and took a closer look, "Isn't this a blind bear, who brought it here!"

"It's a foundation building monk, and he wants to see the principal by name, and he has just entered the first-line hall. The attendant finished in one breath.

"You didn't ask her who she was and what she wanted to do?"

"This I..."

The white-faced steward waved his hand impatiently, "Go and let people stay outside the first-line hall." ”

He carried the cloth bag, thought about it and ran to the second floor, this blind bear is also a tyrant on the road of the casino, black and white, and he died like that!

The first-line hall was still reveling, and the sharp-nosed monk was yelling at people to hurry up and place bets.

Zhan Changfeng sat down in an empty seat in the back row and looked at the ten fighters in the curtain, without the names of Shuo Prison.

She beckoned to a waiter holding a wooden box for people to bet on, and the waiter immediately came.

"Who do you want to win, this two people are evenly matched. ”

"Is there a list of all the fighters?"

"Yes, one spirit stone. The waiter took out a roster from the leather bag around his waist and said enthusiastically, "I still have spirit fruit jerky here, all of them are very cheap, do you want to have some?"

"No need, can you sign up to challenge a designated person here? ”

"Absolutely. ”

Zhan Changfeng reported his name, and the waiter took out a life and death certificate on the spot.

"Once you've signed the agreement, we'll be able to schedule a challenge for you. ”

She took the life and death certificate, "I'll think about it again, and I'll get back to you later." ”

"Okay, you can call me at any time. ”

Zhan Changfeng gave him a spirit stone, bought a roster, and saw the portrait and brief introduction of Shuo Prison in the million-level, he belonged to the contract fighter, that is, the slave fighter, and everything about him belonged to the casino.

The image is quite in line with the description of the old man, as for whether it still needs to be verified, but the contract fighter is strictly controlled by the casino and is not easy to see.

Thankfully, she was prepared.

The blood stains in the iron prison were brushed again, and the battle reached its climax, and the spectators stood up excitedly, shouting and shouting.

The door of the first-line hall opened and closed, and Luo Luo Baiyi sat down next to her, "Shouldn't Daoyou hand over that blind bear to the City Lord's Mansion, why did you bring it here?"

"It's the same. Zhan Changfeng handed over the roster, "You can still catch them by sending someone over now, and I will use this group of people in exchange for him." ”

The person who came was Weng Sankai's eldest disciple, the principal of the Golden Bag Casino, and he couldn't afford to lose.

The name that can't afford to lose is quite a gambler's style, but his appearance is more like a romantic genius, but the city government is obscure, and many things in Cold Snow City are actually presided over by him behind his back.

I couldn't afford to look at the portrait, "I don't know Your Excellency..."

"Entrusted by someone. ”

I couldn't afford to laugh twice, and didn't ask again, "This person is a million-level fighter in my casino, at least 200 competitions a year, and can earn 200,000 yuan per game, and has signed an agreement with the casino for ten years, so you can earn at least 400 million, do you want to replace it with a few heads?"

The connections in the hands of the blind bear man are indeed a major reason why the City Lord's Mansion does not dare to act rashly, but now that he is dead, the value is not so great, at most it is to add some merits to the City Lord's Mansion.

Your Excellency's words are out of the ordinary, and it depends on whether he can live to ten years from now. Zhan Changfeng raised the life and death in his hand, "My client didn't say whether he wanted to live or die, I personally think that there is a lot of manipulation in it, or do you think he can beat me in the battle of life and death." ”

I can't afford to lift the corners of my mouth slightly, I was surprised, I turned my head to look at this unattractive monk, the chaotic figure that fell in front of her was reflected on her, her expression was as calm as a rock in the water in the flickering light, she couldn't tell the difference, and she couldn't feel the vein, "Are you prepared?"

Zhan Changfeng said indifferently, "I just calculated the accounts like you before I came in." ”

“.....”

Zhan Changfeng took out two storage bags, "This is Xiong Sanhu Kan Quezi's things, I haven't touched them, maybe you can find something you need from it, with a valuation of 100 million, is it enough?"

Something needed?

Title deeds under their influence?

A stick and a sweet date, he can't afford to lose and faintly feels uncomfortable, it is a feeling of being suppressed, he has not felt this way for a long time, but from a trading point of view, this deal is undoubtedly a good deal.

I can't afford to take the two storage bags, and the divine sense seal inside really hasn't been moved, "Okay, I'll arrange it after I'm done." ”

"Can you let me see him first?"

He nodded his head and then took the storage bag and left, and asked people to thoroughly investigate the den of the blind bear overnight.