The end of the world: I will win by running a safe hotel!

"I can't win with five crystals."

"And I can't win with eight crystals."

The staff couldn't hold back the corners of their mouths, so they simply widened their smiles and said, "Okay, I'll register you guys right away!"

"Sister, do you want to think about it again? You will definitely lose if you win the bet."

"No need to think about it!" Zhong Lingyin didn't want to think about it at all.

If she loses, she loses. If she wins, she will transfer a large sum of crystal resources.

And she's confident.

"And I, I can't win with 50 crystal sources!" came a familiar female voice.

It's plain red!

The staff's gums were exposed when they smiled. There were quite a few stupid people with lots of money!

He quickly registered, not giving her a chance to regret it.

Su Hong glanced at Zuo Jian and the younger brothers behind him, and said coldly: "What? Not even the people in my own area can support the show?" Su Hong walked in with her younger brothers?

Although they are not as good as the people from K civilization, they all know that they are a team, and they all only know that they have to bet on whether the leopard will win.

Winning or not is not the key. The key is not to let other districts see their jokes.

"Miss Suhong, let's win immediately!" Zuo Jian almost bowed his head.

Then Zuo Jian gritted his teeth and took out five crystal sources and bet on Bu Bao to win.

"Money has been a bit tight lately, which made Sister Su laugh!"

The other boys from the other sect followed suit with three, two, and one yuan bets.

Wu Bao smiled happily.

No matter what, some people bet on themselves to win.

It’s better than before when no one bet on themselves to win!

Zhong Lingyin still wanted to bet on the finals, but unfortunately he didn't have the crystal source, otherwise he would have to bet on whether Leopard would win.

We can only wait until the southwest area wins.

"Let's go, go back!"

It’s almost time to rest and prepare for tomorrow’s game.

Five-kilometer obstacle course.

It should be considered an obstacle, but this obstacle can kill people.

After they left, one of Zuo Jian's younger brothers came forward with a sad face and asked, "Brother, can you go and get Jingyuan back? Can't we just hold him back?"

He had staked all the others before, leaving only one Jingyuan.

There are none left now.

"If you want it, are you going? I can't afford to lose this person, and Sister Su knows about it. As long as you are not afraid, just go and get it back!" Zuo Jian slapped the other person on the head, as if he was worried about it. The pent-up anger came out on the younger brother.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong! I don't want it anymore!"

Zuo Jian was very depressed, and felt aggrieved at the thought of wasting several crystal sources in vain.

Especially wasting it on the fat piggy he despised the least.

But think about it, he bet on Xibo, who has the best chance of winning, even though the odds are only 1:2.

But he bet 50 Jingyuan, and when the game is over, the 50 will become 100, and he will make a lot of money!

Thinking about it makes me feel better.

Zhong Lingyin and the others were talking and laughing as they walked out of the store, when they bumped into Fang Hu and his group.

Behind Fang Hu were two men, tall and strong, who looked very powerful.

Like them, they probably came from other civilizations to participate in the competition.

"Hmm!" Fang Hu greeted him enthusiastically immediately, as if nothing had happened before.

"Fang Hu!" Bu Bao greeted normally, neither cold nor hot.

He vaguely knew something, but he didn't reveal it openly, so on the surface he still maintained a normal friendship.

But he is no longer the Wubao who regards him as a friend.

"You also went to the dark workshop?" Fang Hu immediately came over and asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" Wu Bao nodded, this is not a secret that cannot be told.

"Don't be sad!" Fang Hu said carelessly.

Wu Bao was confused, "Why am I sad?"

"No one bets on you to win?!"

Although Wu Bao looked at the other party and tried his best to hold back, he could still see gloating in his eyes.

Why hadn't he noticed it before?

"I'm sorry, I just went to see it, and a lot of people were guarding me!" Wu Bao said coldly.

Fang Hu seemed to care about him, but in fact he was just making fun of himself.

It's a shame that I still regarded him as a friend before.

"Yes, it seems you are at the bottom now!" Zhong Lingyin added sympathetically.

"Yes, don't be sad either!" Wu Bao said immediately.

"Ah!" Monk Fang Huzhang was confused.

He came here to place a bet this morning. At that time, no one in Wubao bet on him to win.

Why are so many people betting on him to win now?

He must be lying to save face, yes, that's it!

Fang Hu had an "I understand" expression on his face.

"If you don't believe me, go in and see for yourself. We are going back to rest, so we won't go with you!" Wu Bao found it boring.

After saying that, he took Zhong Lingyin and the others to the rest area dedicated to the competition.

"Don't feel down, please eat well."

"No, there's still a game tomorrow!" He said no, and sat down sincerely.

"Because there is a game tomorrow, I have to eat well today to have the strength to compete."

"Zhongyin, what should we eat?" Wuhe and Yichong also sat down consciously.

Several people sat together.

"We're having hot pot today!" Zhong Lingyin hasn't had hot pot for a long time, and she misses it a little.

"Hot pot? What is it?" Wu Bao was extremely confused.

He hasn't heard of it yet, let alone eaten it.

"It's delicious. You'll know later!" Wuhe had eaten it and can still remember the taste. It was so overbearing.

"But, is it okay to eat something with such a strong taste?" Yi Chong was worried.

The last time I ate it, my stomach felt uncomfortable for a few days.

It's not particularly uncomfortable, it's just a vague uncomfortable feeling.

"It doesn't matter! Let's just eat something slightly spicy today!" Zhong Lingyin finished speaking and took out the slightly spicy pot bottom.

What I ate last time was very spicy, so it’s normal to feel some stomach discomfort.

In order to ensure the safety of the duel, Zhong Lingyin also prepared a pill for himself.

I promise you won't feel any discomfort tomorrow.

Wu Bao looked at the red bottom of the pot, smelled the pungent aroma, and salivated rapidly.

Zhong Lingyin continued to lay out the ingredients, such as spicy beef with tripe and goose intestines, duck blood, baby fish, blistered dried tofu, lotus root slices...

"Duck blood must be served cold to taste delicious!" Zhong Lingyin put the duck blood down before turning on the heat.

After all, cold pot duck blood is more delicious.

"How do you eat this? Can you eat it now?" Wu Bao held the chopsticks. The taste was so tempting that he could hardly bear it.

"Wait a minute, you can boil these vegetables when the bottom of the pot boils."

"it is good!"

Bu Bao endured the greed in his belly and waited for the bottom of the pot to boil away.

As the temperature rises, the smell becomes more pungent, and the fragrance hits your face, and then slowly makes its way out of the room.

The place next door was full of greed.