Chapter 297 Black Background with Silver Lines, Third Master



Qingqing said disdainfully, "Killing a few trash on the first floor, and you really feel superior?"

The man could see that Qingqing was feeling resentful.

He pulled Qingqing to his side.

Qingqing sat on his lap and put her arms around the man's neck.

"Third Master, please let them vent their anger!"

Qingqing said coquettishly.

"Do you know how rare it is to find top-quality goods of this quality?"

The Third Master smiled and hugged Qingqing: "I am worth much more than you."

Qingqing pursed her lips and stopped talking angrily.

"Find someone to inform him and ask him to go upstairs!"

The Third Master patted Qingqing and said, "And that boxing master, let them go to the second floor together."

Qingqing frowned slightly. "But he only has six consecutive wins, and that boxing master only has five..."

“Rules are dead, but people are alive.”

The Third Master smiled bitterly and said, "They're on the first floor, which really affects the balance."

In recent games, Yilou has suffered a lot of losses at the hands of the Sword God and the Fist Saint.

Fewer and fewer people are betting on their opponents.

If this continues, even if the odds are adjusted lower, it will still be a loss.

"Then why not let them fight?"

Qingqing's face was gloomy: "That Sword God is definitely no match for the Fist Saint!"

"You're becoming less and less likable."

The Third Master's smile gradually turned cold: "Is it because I've been too nice to you recently that you have some illusions?"

Qingqing's face froze.

The Third Master narrowed his eyes.

"Never forget who you are! Your value lies solely in your good looks."

The Third Master laughed again: "Before I get tired of playing with you...don't do anything stupid, okay?"

Qingqing felt a chill.

The Third Master pinched her pointed chin.

"I would be reluctant to part with it."

"Third Master, I understand."

Gurgle.

Qingqing swallowed hard and said, "I'll do as you say!"

"Go!"

Qingqing got off Third Master and left the room in a hurry.

The Third Master leaned back in his chair and sneered.

"How could these idiots on the first floor be qualified to witness such a bloody fight..."

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