Douluo has eight strange skills

Chapter 233 Gambling
As I said before, [-] gold soul coins is not a small number. If I go back this time, I will definitely need another [-] to [-] yuan, right?In this world, the only forces (not counting the country) that can take out tens of thousands of gold soul coins at will, which feel like sprinkling water, are the Wuhun Temple and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. The working capital of tens of thousands of gold soul coins, however, it is absolutely impossible for the above-mentioned forces to give these tens of thousands of gold soul coins to one person for enjoyment and squandering, including the Wuhun Palace and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

As for Xue Qinghe's identity to go to the Prince's Hall to get money, please, Xue Qinghe's image is a virtuous corporal and a gentleman with two sleeves, so where does he have private money?Moreover, even if you ask for it from above, what do you, a confinement prince, ask for money for?
"Forget it, if I don't steal or rob, even if I go back to those places, I won't be able to get so much money." Mo Lin took the card and walked towards the big fighting field: "Don't worry, I will We won’t do things we’re not sure about, what we should consider is whether we need to use force to get out of the big spirit arena.”

Hearing Mo Lin's confident words, Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment, and followed Mo Lin in. Although she didn't understand where Mo Lin's confidence came from, she could guarantee that she would win the gamble, but Qian Renxue had never seen it before. Mo Lin did something he was not sure about.

When he came to the big spirit fighting field, Mo Lin opened a room to watch the fighting spirits, but he didn't place a bet right away, but took a booklet with all the spirit fighting games and odds for each game today and came to the room , then sat cross-legged on the sofa, and said:
"Xiaoxue, no matter what happens later, don't disturb me before I open my eyes."

Qian Renxue nodded, and then she felt that Mo Lin seemed to have activated some ability, she was still familiar with this feeling,
'This is. . .Kobayashi's soul skills?What is he using it for now?The game hasn't started yet?This is not the time to cheat! '

That's right, Mo Lin very roguely used Feng Hou's strange door to let himself enter the interior scene, and calculated the outcome of each soul fighting match today.This kind of behavior can be said to be extremely "gate-type", but Molin is short of money now, this is the only way he can think of to get money quickly with seemingly "legal" means, and he can get the seventh soul ring in Molin Afterwards, he no longer needed to show his soul ring when he used the Eight Wonders, so no one could find out what Mo Lin had done.
And even if they found out, they would definitely not understand why, Mo Lin is the only one who understands Qimen in this world, and Tang San is at most the one who has heard of Qimen. There is a saying that is good, " It doesn’t count if you don’t get caught out.”

When he came to the inner scene, Mo Lin looked around. Although Zhuge Qing said that the inner scene is equivalent to the spiritual space of a warlock, it is still different from the spiritual space. Mo Lin did not see those who stayed in his body here. guy.

Mo Lin silently repeated in his mind that he wanted to know the results of all the soul fights in the Hanhai City Soul Arena today, and a light ball as big as Mo Lin's head appeared in front of Mo Lin.

"As I thought, as long as things related to money are well controlled, they generally won't have much impact on the world. Anyway, the end result of these gamblers is either poverty-stricken (referring to those who spend all their money on gambling people in the world), or it's harmless (referring to those rich people who gamble), I just brought some people's self-made poor life forward for a while, or basically didn't affect some people much."

Mo Lin clicked on the ball of light in front of him, and suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and then a bunch of information was passed into his brain. The final results of all the fighting spirits in the Great Spirit Arena today appeared in Mo Lin's brain inside.

After getting what he wanted, Mo Lin exited the interior scene and returned to reality.

Mo Lin opened his eyes, took a look at the booklet on the side, and then frowned.Judging from the results obtained by Mo Lin in the internal scene, the games on the first page are basically the soul masters with low odds winning, and it is obvious that they will not make much money by betting on them.Turning to the next page, there finally appeared a few three-for-one and four-for-one deals, but this was not enough. Don’t go in casually if there is no such place that burns money like an auction for [-] yuan.

In the end, Merlin decided to bet on four games, two in the morning and two in the afternoon.Because the rule of the Great Soul Fighting Field is to settle the bets for the whole game every half day, Mo Lin planned to bet [-] gold soul coins in each of the two spirit fights in the morning.

In front of the counter, Mo Lin handed the card to the service lady at the counter, and pointed to the two contestants in the booklet:

"Hello, please help me bet on these two games."

"Okay, okay!" The service lady who was in charge of placing bets had never seen such a handsome young man to place bets.In Hanhai City, generally only the slovenly older vagrants and the nobles who occasionally pass by will come to place bets, because this area is not as rich as the inland area, and people of Mo Lin's age are usually still working from dawn to dusk to make money , I dare not spend money on such a high-risk thing, not to mention that Mo Lin still has the appearance and temperament that crush the audience.

After Mo Lin finished betting, I don’t know if it’s because he’s jealous of his looks or because he really thinks Mo Lin is inexperienced, just like Mo Lin, some old gamblers started to use the not too big and not too small, even if Mo Lin is ordinary. The voice that people can just hear begins to speak.

"Look, that kid actually bet on Lu Renjia and Shi Bingyi. You can tell he's a newcomer at a glance."

"That is, both Lu Renjia and Shi Bingyi are only level 41 soul sects. Their opponents are level 48 and level 49. How could they win?"

"That's right, betting on these two people to win is simply a brain problem. It is a wise move to press against us."

. . . . . .

Mo Lin looked at the odds of the other two games he had bet on. When he turned his head and left, he looked at the clothes of these old gamblers with a look of disdain.

'Although I knew the final result through Fenghou Qimen, I couldn't even see this obvious trap. No wonder you are just some sloppy gamblers up to now. I guess you all put your final money in It's in this game. '

The old gamblers had been talking about Mo Lin, so they naturally noticed Mo Lin's expression when he looked at them, because Mo Lin's clothes were very monotonous, black and white, and the fabric was very good, but you couldn't tell if you didn't look closely. There are no decorations, and it looks like a "middle class" at best,
Those gamblers were naturally very upset, but after looking at the patrolling security guards, they were persuaded to go back.

(End of this chapter)