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Chapter 1783 Arrogant man

After a pause, Song Yue continued to speak, "We just need to write down the bet on this paper."

After saying that, Song Yue raised the paper in his hand and handed it to Zhang Yang.

"So that's how it is." Zhang Yang said lightly, picked up the leaflet in front of him, took a look at it, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Zhang Yang, what's wrong?" After seeing Zhang Yang's reaction, Xiao Die'er was a little curious and couldn't help asking. After saying that, he took the flyer from the former's hand.

Zhang Yang did not stop him, but the smile on his face became even stronger.

Song Tong and others were confused and didn't understand what was going on. At this moment, Xiao Die'er's voice came out again, with a little displeasure in his words.

"This Juxian Pavilion is too despised. Brother Zhang Yang is so strong that his odds actually reached ten points, and he has the highest odds in the whole game."

After hearing this, Song Tong and others immediately understood what was going on. It must be that Xiao Dieer felt that Juxian Pavilion looked down on Zhang Yang too much, so she felt a little angry.

"Die'er, this is a great thing for us, which means that we have not attracted the attention of others yet, and it will be much more beneficial to our next plan."

Zhang Yang chuckled and then explained. After saying that, Zhang Yang's eyes fell on the other people in the restaurant, and there were leaflets on almost every table. Today, Juxian Pavilion will gather so many people, and a large part of the reason is the opening.

"What a pity, Li Tianqi and Su Yan are not within the betting range."

"What's so strange about this? Li Tianqi and Su Yan's strength are comparable to those of the older generation. Besides, this is not the handicap of the final. If you release these two handicaps, wouldn't Juxian Pavilion lose to death?"

At this moment, a burst of discussion came from around.

After hearing this, Zhang Yang smiled slightly, then his eyes fell on Ye Chen and said softly, "Ye Chen, please take it and make a few bets, and the amount should not be too large, so as not to attract attention."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang." Ye Chen was the first to ask Zhang Yang's arrangement.

However, he did as he did, so he stood up, left his original position, and walked towards the service desk.

However, Zhang Yang forgot a very important thing. Now he is in Miaojiang, and there are very few people who know his strength. As long as Ye Chen bets on him, it doesn’t matter the amount, it will definitely attract attention.

After Ye Chen left, Zhang Yang and the others chatted casually, focusing more on the guests around them, listening to various unnutritional topics.

However, Zhang Yang can often extract useful information from these unnutritional topics. For example, the eight city lords have brought people to the holy city, which means that Su Mu and Su Yan are both here.

At this moment, a middle-aged man rushed into the teahouse with a dozen guards like mad dogs and went straight to the service desk.

At this time, Ye Chen was paying the bill at the front desk and inevitably encountered the other party.

"Go away, don't block my way." The middle-aged man was extremely arrogant and ignored Ye Chen's identity at all. He stepped back and shouted coldly.

Ye Chen's face suddenly became cold. Since he arrived, no one dared to treat him like this. Even the Ling family, which has a feud, would not dare to do such a thing.

Just when he was about to get angry, Ye Chen suddenly thought of what Zhang Yang said, don’t cause trouble, and he suppressed his temper. Obviously, he didn’t want to destroy Zhang Yang’s plan.

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze. Anyway, the money had been paid, so he thought about leaving, but before he could take a few steps, the middle-aged man stood in front of him again.

Before Ye Chen could speak, the middle-aged man took over the betting certificate from his hand.

It’s not that Ye Chen’s reaction was not good, but that he never expected that the middle-aged man would do such a move.

"Zhang Yang? I don't know which unknown man is. If you buy a waste, you are destined to lose. Fortunately, I only bought a few tens of thousands of dollars." After saying that, the middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen with disdain, and then threw the evidence in his hand towards Ye Chen.

When Zhang Yang and others above saw this, their faces suddenly became cold. In the eyes of Xiao Dieer and others, the other party insulted Zhang Yang like this was simply seeking death, and even Ye Chen thought so.

A trace of murderous intent burst out in Zhang Yang's eyes. He didn't care about how the middle-aged man viewed him. What he saw was that the other party trampled on Ye Chen's dignity in front of him.

Ye Chen's face suddenly looked ugly. The other party actually insulted Zhang Yang. How could he bear it? He subconsciously wanted to take action. However, thinking of what Zhang Yang said before, he stopped moving.

The middle-aged man noticed that Ye Chen was still trying to do something, and he was immediately angry and shouted sternly, "Boy, you don't know what I am. Today I will make you have a memory."

After saying that, the middle-aged man waved his hand and the guards under him surrounded Ye Chen.

All the opponents were in front of him, but Ye Chen was still considering whether to take action.

However, at this moment, a sound suddenly came from around.

"The young master said that this person is arrogant and domineering. Even if he doesn't have to show mercy, he will deal with any trouble."

As soon as this said, the Juxian Pavilion suddenly exploded. I don’t know who was so arrogant and dared to say such words. Subconsciously, everyone looked around, but what disappointed them was that the voice seemed to be coming from all directions. There was no way to determine the source of the sound, and he did not find out who was speaking.

This is naturally Song Tong's work. In Juxian Pavilion, only he has such skills.

After Ye Chen heard this, he immediately understood. Although he could not determine the direction of the sound, he could hear who the sound belonged to, besides Song Tong.

"That bastard dares to be so arrogant. Don't you know who I am?"

The middle-aged man was furious and couldn't help but curse. However, before his voice fell, Ye Chen had already started to move. Since Zhang Yang agreed to his actions, Ye Chen naturally would not hold back.

After a while, all the guards brought by the middle-aged man lay on the floor. Ye Chen was not weak, and it was not a piece of cake to deal with these guards.

"What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly, please say it again."
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