Chapter 973 The bet was won
“Can this kid afford to pay back this much money?” Fat Ball asked the Night King with some doubts.
The Night King smiled slightly and did not answer. Instead, he raised his hand and waved. The picture on the platform suddenly appeared over the city that never sleeps, as if it was projected on a super-large screen.
"Yichun Yuan has opened a gambling game. One is a human messenger, and the other is the Demon Emperor's personal guard Mo Jiu. The gambling place is at the gate of Yichun Yuan. I will be the banker myself." The Night King's magnetic voice said, It resounded throughout the city that never sleeps in an instant.
After a few seconds of silence, the demons in the Nightless City suddenly burst into loud cheers. One was a human, and the other was the Demon Emperor's personal guard Demon Nineteen. Needless to say, who would win the bet? Isn't this just giving them money?
Moreover, the Night King is still in charge, so there is no need to worry about not being able to pay. After all, the Night King can support such a large army, let alone pay this small amount of money.
In an instant, the entrance of Yichun Hospital was crowded with people and became very crowded.
At the same time, Liu Jun was now on the platform, pointing at King Xuanyou in the box, "Hey, the one in the long white robe who looks like Mr. Kong Kong, do you dare to make a bet?"
"Don't be presumptuous, this is King Xuanyou," Ye Wang scolded angrily. His voice not only echoed in Yichun Courtyard, but was also transmitted through the projection.
The whole Yichun Courtyard was quiet. They thought only the Night King was there, but they didn’t expect that the Xuanyou King was here too.
The noisy demon clan outside even came to a standstill. King Xuanyou came to the Nightless City and was provoked?
Such exciting news temporarily overshadowed the excitement of betting and winning money.
"Will King Xuanyou accept this human challenge?"
"Probably yes. If he doesn't accept it, wouldn't it seem that King Xuanyou is afraid?"
"That's right, who is King Xuanyou? How can he be afraid of a human being?"
The demons in Yichun Court were talking a lot, and they were all speculating whether King Xuanyou would participate in the gambling.
Sure enough, King Xuanyou's face darkened and became very ugly, his eyes narrowed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed past.
"Okay, great, the human messenger is indeed brave, I will play a bet with you"
King Xuanyou can't do it without betting, from the time the Night King used projection to announcing his His identity had already created a big hole, and he was just about to be pushed into it.
This is the helplessness of being in a high position. Once something escalates to a certain level, he has no choice but to not participate.
"Oh, how much gambling money does King Xuanyou plan to spend? You know, this human messenger has spent a huge sum of one million magic crystals. As one of the four demon kings of the demon clan, don't be compared to a human. "The Night King looked at Xuanyou King with a smile.
King Xuanyou cursed in his heart, why can this guy offer one million magic crystals as gambling capital? You don’t know, do you?
Of course, I was just scolding in my heart. If I scolded him directly, it would be considered a break-up.
King Xuanyou squeezed out a smile, "Of course not, just 1.2 million magic crystals!"
"As expected, King Xuanyou is generous, but you, King Xuanyou, shouldn't be able to Bring that much money?" Night King asked casually.
Before King Xuanyou said anything, Fat Ball took a piece of paper and a pen and handed them to him.
"We are doing a small business, and our Night King is not the only shareholder. Can you take a look, sign it, and make a pledge?" Fatty Ball looked at King Xuanyou with a smile.
It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others. King Xuanyou's body was shaking with anger, but he was helpless. Although the Night King did too much, he always acted according to the rules, and there was nothing that was against the rules.
"Lord Xuanyou King?" Fat Ball handed the pen and paper forward again.
King Xuanyou took a deep breath, picked up a pen and paper, wrote quickly, turned around, and stopped looking at Fat Ball.
In his eyes, this steward of the Night King's Mansion was as annoying as the Night King.
"Get ready to start" The Night King looked at Liu Jun on the platform.
Liu Jun knew that this was done, and he praised the Night King crazily in his heart. Although the interest was higher, the risk was borne by the Night King.
“Do you want to fight or not?” Mo Jiu said impatiently.
"Fight, come on" Liu Jun turned around.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jiu rushed over and punched Liu Jun. The wind of the fist roared and hit Liu Jun with a "boom"
sound.
Liu Jun was knocked back several steps in an instant. In an instant, a verdict was made.
There was a burst of cheers at the scene. This was the bet Liu Jun lost.
King Xuanyou frowned. He felt that he was going to lose money, because although Liu Jun took a few steps back, the expression on his face did not change. It gave him the feeling that Liu Jun was not being pushed back. Yes, but simply relieving oneself.
Mo Jiu's face was even more ugly. Only he knew clearly that although the punch just hit Liu Jun, he felt like he was hitting cotton and could not hurt the opponent at all.
"It's my turn." Liu Jun twisted his neck and let out a dragon roar that resounded throughout Yichun Courtyard. Immediately afterwards, Liu Jun's whole body was covered with dragon scales, and his hands turned into the shape of dragon claws. The sharp dragon claws flashed with cold light. This cold and bloodthirsty aura was like a basin of cold water, pouring on all the people who were pressed against Liu Jun. Win people's hearts.
It can be said that as soon as Liu Jun's ancestral dragon form appeared, their hearts were filled with joy, especially King Xuanyou, who clenched the armrests tightly.
The Night King glanced at it and said, "This chair is not cheap. If you break it, don't forget to compensate me."
King Xuanyou glared at the Night King and suppressed his anger. "The Night King is very clever. If Liu Jun really wins this time, I guess your army will be enough to last for decades."
The Night King simply ignored it. King Xuanyou looked angry and chuckled, "Thank you for your generous donation, King Xuanyou."
King Xuanyou snorted coldly, "The game is not over yet, everything is still unknown."
"Oh, We'll see." The Night King shrugged.
In fact, both of them understood that Liu Jun was afraid of winning. Although Mo Jiu was powerful, he was still inferior to Liu Jun who had integrated the power of the ancestral dragon.
"Dragon scales? No matter you are a human or a dragon, I will kill you today." Demon Nineteen roared and rushed towards Liu Jun again.
The moment he approached Liu Jun, Mo Jiu's fist hit Liu Jun like a violent storm, so fast that outsiders could only see an afterimage.
However, this time Liu Jun was not repulsed, but continued to fight against Demon Nineteen.
"End it" Liu Jun punched Demon Nineteen fiercely, and this punch actually made a dragon roar.
Mo Jiu’s expression changed drastically, and he crossed his arms, trying to block the punch.
With just a "bang", the platform fell to the ground, and a powerful shock wave roared towards the surroundings.
The surrounding demons panicked for a moment, became a mess, and wanted to escape.
The Night King raised his hand and waved, and the shock wave disappeared instantly. This power was so terrifying.
When the dust cleared, a figure stood steadily on the platform, it was Liu Jun.
As for Demon Nineteen, he was crushed by the gravel, and his armor turned into pieces and scattered on the ground.
Everyone couldn't believe the scene before them. From the beginning to the end, Liu Jun only fought back once. Once, Mo Jiu lost? He lost so embarrassingly.
What they couldn't accept even more was that when they just placed their bets, they placed the bets on Liu Jun who lost, but now, it was obvious who would win and who would lose.
The corner of Liu Jun's mouth raised. These days, the salvage team of the Evernight City Moat has been very busy.
Looking around, there are many demons around who are crying bitterly. It seems that they have lost everything to suppress the demon nineteen.
The question is, you can default on other bets, but the Night King's gamble? The whole family will be killed by you in a matter of minutes.
How can the Night King, one of the four majestic demon kings and in charge of military affairs, be so easy to default on his debts?
"King Xuanyou, this money? Are you sending it here, or should I get it myself?" The Night King looked at King Xuanyou.
King Xuanyou looked gloomy and glared at the Night King fiercely, "I don't have to bother the Night King to come to the door in person. I will naturally send someone to deliver the money!"
"Oh, that's good." The Night King shrugged, looking bored, thinking he could take the opportunity to visit King Xuanyou's Xuanyou City.
You know, King Xuanyou is also the lord of the city, and every year the tax revenue from Xuanyou City goes into his pocket.
"Demon Nineteen, what are you doing? Get up and kill him!" General Phil jumped to his feet.
Mo Jiu opened his eyes, but was unable to get up. The punch just received by Liu Jun shattered all his bones, and even his muscles were torn.
He is no different from a puddle of mud now.
"Stop screaming, I'll beat you up if I yell again." Liu Jun glared at General Phil.
In line with the principle that a good man should not suffer the immediate consequences, General Phil refused to follow Liu Jun's lead and left in despair.
"How do you feel when your master is gone?" Liu Jun sat down next to Mo Jiu.
"I don't have any thoughts. I am a winner and a loser. I am willing to admit defeat. I just ask you to kill me and give me a happy life." Mo Jiu struggled and said.
"Your injury can be cured and you won't die, so why bother?"
Mo Jiu smiled sadly, "After cured, I am also a useless person. When I return to the Guards, I am also a useless person." "Death"
Liu Jun nodded, "That makes sense, but why do you want to go back?"
Mo Nineteen's eyes widened, and just as he was about to say something, Liu Jun slapped Mo Nineteen on the head.
Witnessed by everyone, Liu Jun won and killed Mo Jiu.
(End of this chapter)