The Domestic Hero

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Wang Yan returned to the meeting place.

Was warmly welcomed, countless people cheered the name of the child of flames, the sound resounded through the sky.

And Ampei Zongxiu was afraid to come back anymore, and was directly picked up from the island by some Dongying people.

"Bai worried about you." Wu Ya Ange ran over, pinched Wang Yan angrily, rolled her eyes charmingly, and said, "You are hiding very deep, even the succubus piled up for half a step. level."

"Oh, I just want to surprise Ape Zongxiu." Wang Yan laughed.

In fact, the succubus can not only rely on resources to pile up the first half of the S-level, but the succubus that can be gathered into the trial space by the **** of light is not a common succubus? Regardless of appearance or qualifications, they are the most top-notch existence in the succubus.

Otherwise, Wang Yan would not give up a holy weapon in exchange for this succubus, and he also owes a favor to the God of Light.

Some allies and friends stepped forward to congratulate Wang Yan for miraculously reaching the semifinals.

"Son of flames," said the high priest, Berika's eyes, shining with excitement. "It's just one game away. You must kill the desert emperor."

Berika's words caused some mockery.

Although everyone has a good relationship with Wang Yan, few people think that Wang Yan can kill the desert emperor and win the championship. The reason is very simple, the desert emperor's guy is too strong, the frontal bar stiffened the great move of Satan's apostle Harrison, and blitzed Harrison with strength.

However, Wang Yan is under a disadvantage and wins by relying on the mouth and cholera opponents. The gap between the two is too obvious, and Wang Yan's winning rate is less than 10%.

Next, after some excitement.

Emmons announced that the finals will start three days later, and they will have a good rest.

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In the evening after a few days!

Wang Yan temporarily rested on the balcony of the villa.

The desert emperor was wearing a golden mask, lying comfortably on the Taishi chair, drinking leisurely. Beside him, there is no shortage of beautiful women. Two glamorous women from Egypt helped him massage, pour wine, and beat his legs.

Not to mention, this guy will really enjoy it. Some of the beauties around me are all in the top posture, and even their strength has reached the B level.

"Lao Sha." Wang Yan was drinking, and said angrily, "You came to me in the middle of the night and told me to drink with you. It wouldn't be because you were unsure of beating me and prepared to poison in my wine Right? "

Poison you soul!

Rao was in the state of mind of the desert emperor, and couldn't help but squint him: "Did the poisoned wine, you drink so happy?"

"Oh, just kidding." Wang Yan laughed, hey, "Your majestic desert emperor, you will not do such a shameless act. But you hold me in the middle of the night to drink and watch the stars, I always feel the atmosphere is strange of."

"I want to drink with you today, I want to apologize to you." The desert emperor said lightly, "Because tomorrow's battle, I will go all out, and will not be merciful because you are my friend."

In a word, the momentum rose.

"Yo, Lao Sha, your words hurt my heart too much." Wang Yan said quietly, "About me to drink and watch the stars together, but the words are so ruthless, you are really annoying."

The Emperor of the Desert was a bit horrified by him. He really wanted to run away from the desert. He glared and said, "I have done it. I will trouble you not to use a gun to deal with me. This set is useless to me."

"Otherwise, let me make three moves?" Wang Yan said with a shy face. "Just three moves, so I won't lose too much."

"Can you come to this one less?" The desert emperor said angrily, "Can I not understand you after so long? I really believe in you, and what An Pei Zongxiu is about is my end. Don't think of me I do n’t know, you must still have some killer tools. ”

"Killer's weapon? Nothing, sincerely gone." Wang Yan said bitterly, "Laosha, you treat me as a ding-dong cat, and various means are emerging one after another? What kind of killer's weapon do I really need to use a mouth? Can you deal with Ampei Zongxiu? What a shame. "

"Really?"

"It's gone, you look at my sincere face. By the way, see how many beautiful women you have. Give me a few."

"roll!"

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The next day.

The venue of the Youth Congress is full of people.

There is only one game today, and that is the most highly anticipated final.

On the ring!

Wang Yan and the Emperor of the Desert have already settled down in peace.

On the stands, deafening shouts came and went, one after another.

"Son of flame, you are the sky, you are the light, you are my only ~~"

"Emperor of the Desert, people want to be your concubine ~~ What's that?"

One is the handsome son of Sunshine with extraordinary strength. One is the mysterious, imperial emperor like a desert emperor. The two of them have many fans, and they boost their morale on the field.

"Lao Sha, everyone is a brother, or should we toss a coin to determine the win or lose, so as not to hurt the peace." Wang Yan said with a nose.

"Go!" The desert emperor returned a word. Tossing or losing the coin will determine the winner or loser.

When the host Sean stepped on a flying skateboard, he was just about to say something. Suddenly, his eyes turned black and fainted. I saw Berika, who had attacked the sacrificial robe, and said instead: "Leaders, spectators. This is the last game. It would be too boring if it passed so plainly."

"What the hell!"

Wang Yan's eyes widened. "This goddess is too brave. Which one did you play with?"

The scene was quiet.

Even the people on the rostrum did not stop her.

"I personally suggest that you have to add a little bit of color to make it fun." Belika deserves to be known as the goddess stick. The existence of a female gambling stick is gambling at the beginning. "This sacrifice has been based on the results, strength, potential, hole cards and so on of the finals. I guessed a win rate using big oracles. Please see the big screen ~ "

On the big screen.

A portrait of the son of flame and the desert emperor appeared, and there was a big burning VS in the middle. Below the head, is a series of data analysis and the odds of both parties.

"The odds of Son of Flame are four for one."

In other words, if you buy a dollar, you can earn three yuan.

"The odds of the desert emperor are 1.2 points each."

That is to say, to buy the desert emperor wins, each dollar can only earn two cents.

"Hey." Wang Yan took the lead in protesting without waiting for the audience to speak. "Belica, your odds are too bullying. Why do you think my winning rate is so low?"

"Hey, son of flames." High Priest Berika laughed. "It's not that the priest is bullying you, because your winning rate is indeed very low. If you don't believe it, you can buy more and win by yourself. That is a loss. Super high odds of four. "

The rest of the people also reacted and began to protest that the desert emperor's odds were too low. Buying him a dollar, losing, and losing one, and earning two cents when he wins is really not cost-effective.

"Oh, if you think that buying the desert emperor is not cost-effective, you can buy the son of the flames." Belika said with a sly expression, "No one pointed a gun at your head to buy the desert emperor."

Everyone was in the dark, and Belika was really an old gambler, and the odds were really tricky. But even so, few people are willing to buy the Son of Flame to win.

If you earn two cents, it ’s two cents. Anyway, it ’s already a winning thing.

"Please scan this QR code to download the dedicated betting app." The high priest Berika said, "The betting device will be settled in US dollars according to the currency exchange ratio of each country. Please note that each bet is limited to one million US dollars. "

The amount of a single bet is very high, one million dollars.

It can be considered that the tens of thousands of spectators present are all superpowers, and even some of them have reached the B level or even A level. It's just that they are limited to age or other factors, and they haven't been able to play.

"Even if you buy the Desert Emperor and win less, it is better than nothing." An old man from a European noble dress, installed the betting app, bought one hundred notes of the Desert Emperor and won.

In his family, there are also two excellent heirs to participate in the youth conference, but unfortunately both of them are in the semi-finals.

In the audience, there are not many bets with billions of dollars in one breath, but they are not without. Superpowers never lack local tyrants.

The vast majority of them are bought one note, or a few notes to play. Occasionally, there were some short-sighted audiences, and two or three gathered a note.

At the same time, the data for real-time betting on the big screen skyrocketed. The Emperor who bought the desert won and quickly broke through 10,000 bets, and this number is still soaring. Among them, there are many fans of Flame Son, but it does not mean that they will buy Flame Son and win.

The winner of the Flame Sons is currently only over three thousand.

"Lao Wang." Holy Knight Ulysses jumped onto the stage and gave Wang Yan an affectionate hug. He encouraged, "Don't be affected, you fight well."

"Ulysses." Wang Yan couldn't help but feel moved. It seems that some people still trust him.

"Belica, I won't be fooled by you again this time." The Holy Knight Clang said forcefully. "I cast two hundred bets and the desert emperor won."

"puff!"

Wang Yan almost spit out old blood in this car, buddy, are you so ridiculous? White moved you.

"Lao Wang, my brother is my brother, but my brother is really poor." Liu Bujie also stepped forward and said with a sigh, "Lao Sha's guy is so perverted, you may not even have a 10% chance of winning I bet three hundred and bet on Lao Sha to win. You play well, don't weaken the spirit of our National African Bureau. "

Wang Yan rolled her eyes, did you blame me? Also, what are you crying for? Three hundred notes, this is a full 300 million US dollars. You as an ascetic, what do you want so much money for?

"Ha ha ha!" The blood wolf came over and snapped Wang Yan's shoulders a few times. "Son of flame, my blood wolf is optimistic about you. My pension money is counting on you."

"It's still a blood wolf." Wang Yan nodded and praised, "turn back and ask you to drink."

"Haha, I mean, you lose more beautifully." Blood wolf said calmly, "Although it only buys 0.2, but the sparrow is small, but it's a bite."

All the guys who got along well with Wang Yan ran over to cheer on Wang Yan, but by looking at them, they knew that the Emperor of the Desert must have won.

The faces of these guys, Wang Yan really wanted to slap them.

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