Noble Husband At the Door



Some people looked at Samuel's back and felt it was very carefree. After all, it was brave of him to be so calm to challenge Master Ruyu.

But more people looked at the back of Samuel and could not help sneering.

"Someone can't retreat now. Now, he is really going to fight in the ring."

"Everyone, since we have nothing to do anyway, why don't we make a bet?" Someone said with a smile.

"What bet?" Many people became interested.

"What else can we bet? Can we bet on whether this guy can win? If we want to bet, we can bet on something else." At this point, the man smiled and said, "Let's bet on how long he can stand on the arena."

"D*mn it! We can calculate it in seconds!" Many people sneered on the spot after hearing the bet.

"From one second to ten seconds, bet whatever you want. Pay a high price after ten seconds. Come on, I'll be in charge."

Aside, Mr. Lu sneered. He took out a few pieces of amethysts from his bosom and threw them directly to the man. "Here are ten thousand amethysts. I bet that he will be defeated in three seconds."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Lu turned around and went to his seat with the others.

With Mr. Lu as the first to bet, the next was much simpler. The others also bet one after another.

"Will the odds be 20 versus 1 after ten seconds? What about a minute later?" A gambler asked.

Hearing this, the person in charge was stunned on the spot, and then he burst into laughter with the people next to him.

It would be a big problem whether Samuel could stick to 10 seconds. What else could he say for a minute? It was so funny.

However, the person in charge naturally did not refuse. Seeing that someone asked, he simply replied, "If he could stick to a minute, the odds would be 80 versus 1."

It was obviously very difficult for a gambling house to make such a bet. After all, once someone guessed correctly, the result would be very likely to make the person in charge lose all his money.

But for the person in charge at this time, this kind of high compensation was also a cover.

After all, it was impossible for such a thing to happen. He just wanted to raise the odds.

It was the same for him and the

others. Some things seemed to have suffered a high loss, but in fact, they were just a pit. Naturally, it was impossible for them to buy it with their real gold and silver. They just treated it as a joke.

However, when the gambler heard the high compensation at this time, he was very tempted for a while.

This meant that he would be able to earn eight thousand back with a hundred amethysts. This meant that he would be able to make a fortune overnight.

Thinking of this, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked, "What if he could stick to ten minutes?"

"10 minutes?" The person in charge was stunned again. He glanced at the onlookers around him and said, "I'll give you the odds 160 versus 1." "160 versus 1?" The gambler's eyes lit up. "What if that guy wins?"

This time, before the person in charge could answer, the people around them had already answered directly.

"D*mn it, you are such a greedy gambler. Do you still want to make a big comeback?"

"Haha, if his brain was normal, he wouldn't have ended up like today. Judging from his poor appearance, he has obviously lost a lot. Now he is having a dream."

"If you want to put your hopes on

such a great comeback, little gambling dog, I suggest that you take a good walk on the road. May be you can pick up tens of

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thousands of amethysts on the

road. And the chances will be higher than your gambling here This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

A group of people scoffed at the man and laughed out loud, full of sarcasm.

The gambler was also embarrassed

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for a while, but he had lost too much during this period of time. There were a lot of debts outside. In a place like the Devil Clan, once Ke owed, the consequences would be

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terrible.

Therefore, even though he knew that there was little hope, he still wanted to turn the tables.

Either way, it was a dead end.

Thinking of this, he also glanced at the several bad guys in the crowd.

The bad guys were also glaring at him. They were one of the creditors today, but the man fled all the way here, hoping to use the City Lord Mansion to avoid their violence.

"How much exactly is it?" The man gritted his teeth and asked anxiously.

The person in charge was stunned and then smiled. "Well, if he wins, I'll double the number. The odds would be 320 versus 1."

"320 versus 1? Okay, I'll bet all of them." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took out a big bag from his arms...