212 Epolite's tiger

"Good! I agree!" The ghost said without thinking about it. He originally wanted to meet this wild lion, and the ghost was not afraid to enter the cage of life and death, so that he could let go and fight.

"Okay, I'll apply to the arena tomorrow," the lion shouted, "You can wait for the notice! Humph!" Because of the archer's sniper, the angry lion had to turn around and leave with a cold hum.

In just two or three minutes, everyone's hearts were raised to their throats. Everyone saw the situation just now. If there is something wrong, the other party will wash the place with blood. Fortunately, the four experienced senior fighters were all leveled by the ghost without even seeing people clearly...

I don't know how many eyes of attention have been taken back in the dark, and the mercenary regiment with the divine archers can't be easily cleaned up!

The next day, the poster of the life-and-death battle between the mad lion and the mad ghost was posted at the top of the bulletin board. Everyone almost ran to buy tickets when they saw the news, 20 gold coins in one place! This price is ridiculously high, but no one complains. What everyone is most worried about is whether they are at the top!

"Boss, that mad lion asked the ghost to fight for life and death!" Leno quickly walked to the counter and whispered to Epolit.

"What!" Epolite screamed loudly: "When will there be a fight?"

"Five days later, tickets have been sold now..."

"Damn it! Let's go and have a look together!" Ipolit threw the account book in his hand, quickly walked out of the counter, pulled up Reno and walked out.

A fierce cough suddenly came out, and a woman who was fatter than Ipolite came out of the inner room shaking her thick waist and saw her bloody mouth: "What are you going to do!"

Epolite shrank his neck like a mouse seeing a cat, patted Reno gently with his eyes a few times, and said quickly in a low voice, "You buy the ticket first, and the rest will talk about it later!"

After sending Leno, Ipolite turned around with a smile on his face and looked at the woman who was almost a little fatter than him and said with a smile, "Oh, baby, why did you come out?" Epolit almost trotted in front of the woman, ignoring the strange eyes of the guests around him, and asked gently, "Your pot of purple-leaf peonies is about to bloom soon. Why don't you look at it in the room? It would be a pity if you miss the moment of blooming..."

"You don't chop!" The fat woman's white and fat little hand gently fell into Epolite's waist, and then turned around secretly, "What do you want to do? Recently, I think you are always sneaky. Are you looking at other women outside?

"No, no..." Ipolite's face suddenly changed from white to red to white, and quickly said to the woman sadly, "Wan'er, there is only you in my heart..."

"Puff~~" A customer sprayed a mouthful of wine directly on the table before he got into his stomach!

"Bang!" A wine glass in a customer's hand fell directly to the ground!

"Plop!" A customer who just came in fell at the door!

Pang Waner didn't seem to hear anything. She blinked the part of the apricot eye, and a thick skin turned pink. "Dead thing, this time I came back from going out for a few days and found that you were a little strange. Is there something wrong with you..."

"Wan'er, you just care about me too much. Look at you, you think too much..." Before Epolite finished his words, a guest close to him threw down a few silver coins and ran out with a pale face. Looking at him like that, if he runs slower, he will definitely spit it out on the spot...< /P>

Epolit turned his eyes, pasted on the fat woman again, and whispered in her ear, "Leno's boy found a way to get money. Didn't I send him out to find out..."

As soon as he heard that he made money, Fat Wan'er's apricot eyes actually emitted a faint light: "Is that boy reliable? What's the way? Do you really have money to make?

"Let's go inside and talk..." Epolite took the fat waist, turned to the inner room, and said slowly, "Reno has been here for several years, and he is still very reliable..."

After avoiding those dining guests, Ipolite whispered to Fat Waner: "The boy said that there has been a wonderful fight in the arena recently. As long as you can choose who to win, you will make several times more money by investing in a gold coin!"

"Is there such a good thing?" Fat Waner didn't know anything about fighting at all. She tilted her head and thought for a moment and said, "Then you also need to know who will win. Didn't Leno say who will win?"

"I have sent him to inquire about the news. He has friends in the arena and can get inside information. Hey hey..." Epolite said with a bad smile, "If I make money this time, I will buy you a beautiful hairpin belt! Wan'er, I think you must be more beautiful with a Jinfeng's hairpin..."

"Dead!" Pang Wan'er was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her face. A pair of little fat hands reached into Ebolite's arms and pinched and twisted, but this time the strength was obviously much lighter, at least Ebolite's face did not turn red.

"Then you go to do business. I won't worry until you..." After a while, Fat Waner raised her head and said, "If you are sure, tell me, I'll give you the money..."

"Haha, my Wan'er is the most intelligent!" Epolite smiled happily and said, "Then I'll look at Leno. Please take care of the business in the store for me..."

"Well, you go," Pang Wan'er gently stroked Borit's body and was folded by herself: "Come back early in the evening. I'll wait for you to eat..."

When Iporet walked to the arena, Leno just squeezed out of the crowd buying tickets. The iron assassin, who had already had several lives in his hands, was sweaty at this time, and his clothes were almost pulled around. Looking at the people behind him who were still squeezing in, he wiped his sweat and shook his head. The job of buying tickets was much more difficult than the assassin. .

"Reno! Reno!" Ipolit stood in the distance and shouted at him, and Reno hurried over.

How's it going? Did you buy it?" Eborit frowned and looked at the turbulent crowd at the ticket gate. He really didn't expect this game to be so attractive.

"I bought it!" Reno smiled and said, "20 gold coins, I bought four!"

"Why did you buy four?" Epolit looked sideways at Leno and said, "I'm only responsible for our tickets, but I don't care about the others..."

Leno smiled and said nothing. He took out a brochure from his arms and gave it to Epolit: "This is the information of both sides. It's worth a silver coin..."

"You little money fan..." Epolit laughed and scolded and quickly turned to the place where ghosts and wild lions were recorded to look.

Crazy ghost, flame fighter regiment mercenary, second-class silver badge, eight wins, never killed anyone on the court.

Crazy lion, free mercenary, first-class silver badge, 67 wins and 8 losses, killing 19 people on the court.

"19 people have been killed!" Ipolit exclaimed that this boy is simply a field killer! Even Epolit, a professional assassin, has never killed so many people with his own hands, and most of them died of poisoning in his hands...

"Hey, boss, look down..." Leno has obviously read this information.

"What? Last night, the wild lion took people to wash the flame fighters with blood! Four of his men died, and the Flame Fighters were..." Ipolite paused to confirm that he was right: "There was no casualties in the Flame Fighters!?"

"Yes, I heard that they were all shot to death by a mysterious archer..." Leno said with a smile.

The four bodies carried out of the Flame Fighter Regiment were quickly confirmed. They were all senior fighters who had won dozens of battles, but they were all shot dead by the same arrows. The news was not blocked and quickly spread outside.

Ipolit looked at it, closed the booklet and put it in his arms and said, "Okay, let's go back. We have to report this matter..."

"You go first, and I'll be there later..."

The reliable Leno looked around with a bad smile. When Ipolite walked away, he immediately took out two more tickets from his arms and shouted: "The life-and-death battle of the mad lion! Thirty gold coins and one ticket, only two. If you want to buy it, come quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, a group of people had rushed over. Leno quickly collected gold coins and handed over the tickets at the speed of almost assassination, and then quickly rushed out of the crowd. By the time the security guard of the arena came, Leno had run away.