The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

"What? Miss Luo, is it your turn to be afraid?" Wan An stared at Luo Xiaoman's slightly flustered face and sneered.

"What are you afraid of?" Luo Xiaoman gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I, I have to raise!!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone really thought that Luo Xiaoman was crazy, and others had already seen through her routine, which was forcing Wanfu Gambling Shop not to take bets.

Wan An's mouth twitched and smiled stiffly. "Miss Luo, it's enough, right?"

"Heh, if you dare not answer, just say, don't waste my lady's time." Luo Xiaoman crossed his chest, sat on Da Bai's back, swaying his little feet, looking calm on the surface, but actually panicked.

"Okay!!" Wan An sneered, but also red eyes. "I'm going crazy with you, come, how much do you want to add?"

"I want to press on my big disciple, Mo Yuan, and Da Bai." Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes and smiled slyly. "The value of both of them is not small, don't you know if you dare to pick it up?"

Everyone is dumbfounded!

As expected of the little demon king of the world, he even pressed down his loyal subordinates.

"Yuan, what do you think?" Luo Xiaoman tilted his eyes playfully and blinked at Mo Yuan.

Without saying a word, Mo Yuan jumped and jumped onto the gaming table.

He used his actions to express his support for Luo Xiaoman.

He woke up, whimpered, looked at Luo Xiaoman grievously, and seemed to say, Master, how can you sell someone else?

Despite his grievances, he jumped onto the gaming table silently.

"I can't stand it anymore! This prodigal son, the Hunshi Demon, who will walk for the sky and clean her up."

"Mouse, you must win! Give this prodigal a lesson."

"Look at how loyal and pitiful her subordinates are, they even sell it!"

The crowd was so angry that they shouted, they really couldn't understand Luo Xiaoman's style of pitting himself.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give her a lesson that will be remembered for a lifetime." Lin Sanxing curled his lips and shook the sieve cup confidently.

"Well, it's your turn." Luo Xiaoman squinted Wanan and said mockingly: "If you can't think of it, I'll give you an idea."

She pointed to Lin Sansheng and said lightly: "If I win, he will be my servant, and he will be the one who signed the blood contract. Besides..."

Everyone couldn't hear the latter words, but Wan'an heard them.

"dare?"

"it is good!!"

Wan An didn't even think about it, so he agreed.

Even Lin Sanxing didn't have any opinions. They didn't think they would lose. This was purely Luo Xiaoman's aggressive approach, in order to force him not to accept such a heavy bet.

However, in the next moment, they noticed a gleam in Luo Xiaoman's eyes.

This is not fear, but the sly light like a fox.

"Come on, let's start." Luo Xiaoman stood at the gambling table and looked at Lin Sansheng with a smile.

Lin Sanxing swallowed, feeling that a heavy mountain was pressing on him, and couldn't help feeling anxious.

This is about Wanfu Gambling House and the gambling game of one's own destiny.

If he wins, he will reach the pinnacle of his life.

If you lose, then... will become the servant of the little baby in front of you.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Lin Sansheng shouted, using his technique beyond the level, shaking a sieve cup so that only the afterimage was visible, no trace.

Snap!

The sieve cup was held on the gambling table, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the result of this unprecedented gambling game.

Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes, and there was a strange light in his eyes.