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Crack!
All the spinning tops he placed on the ring were blown up!!
"Gido's spinning tops were all blown up!!"
The commentator couldn't hide her excitement and shouted: "It's hard to imagine that Lan's stick could break the Battle Waltz so easily!!"
"This is the first time Gido has faced such a dilemma, so what would he do next?!"
What else can I do?! All the weapons I control have been blown up; what do you think I should do?!
"As far as we know, Gido has another ultimate move that combines offense and defense, Tornado Top!"
"Will he take this ultimate blow and start a Jedi counterattack?!!"
Gido: "..."
Thank you so much for reminding me that I still have this move.
But the opponent easily exploded his own spinning top. If he really used that trick…
"The next one to be exploded is me!!"
Gido's throat rolled, and he no longer had any desire to fight.
"Tornado Top? The name is quite good."
Lan held the Power Pole in his hand and tapped it in his palm: "Then, show it to me."
He smiled with interest: "It's just right for me to experiment and see what the difference is between pulling a small and a big spinning top."
"Will the feel be a little different?"
After saying that, he really looked Gido up and down, as if looking for a suitable position to start.
Gido: "..."
In the end, Lan still failed to pull a big spinning top.
Gido was very decisive and chose to admit defeat directly.
For this reason, he also saved the last bit of face and life.
However, the fight in the ring was over, but below the ring…
"You, what are you doing?!!"
In the exit channel, Gido was startled by Lan, who suddenly blocked his way.
Not only him but also Riehlvelt and Sadaso, the two good friends next to him.
They looked nervously at the seemingly harmless man in front of them with fear.
"Don't be so nervous."
Lan smiled and waved his hand: "I'm not here to fight with you. I want to talk to you about something and, by the way, see if we can do some business and cooperate."
"Talk? Business?"
Sadaso immediately refused: "We have nothing to cooperate with you about!"
Riehlvelt followed up: "That's right, we don't have any business with you at all!"
"Don't be like that…"
Lan said without hesitation: "You have to believe in yourself; even a dung beetle has its own value of existence."
"You are the same."
The trio: "..."
Are you sure you are here to discuss cooperation with us and not to deliberately belittle us?!
"If I really had any bad thoughts about you, you would have fallen when we first met."
Lan said the cruel truth: "After I come here and talk to you, it's already a great favor to you."
The corners of his mouth slowly raised an arc, and his tone gradually returned to normal: "I said, this is a notice, not a request."
"Of course, if someone is unwilling to cooperate..."
Lan slightly turned sideways, revealing the gun on his waist: "Then I don't mind taking some other ways and means."
Gido, Riehlvelt and Sadaso: "..."
Well, this is already a direct and naked threat.
But this way, the haze in the hearts of the trio has dissipated a little.
Well, at least it proves that the three of them are still useful and the other party is not deliberately seeking revenge.
They are safe for the time being.
"What do you want to ask?"
Sadaso changed the way of addressing things with sincerity.
"Let's find a secluded place to talk."
Lan looked around: "After all, what we want to talk about is also something shameful."
The trio: "..."
In the end, the trio had to invite Lan to the luxurious room where they were.
"What do you need us to do?"
Riehlvelt, sitting in a wheelchair, asked carefully: "We will do our best to help you complete it within our capabilities."
Well, the subtext means that if it is beyond our ability and tolerance, then we will find it difficult to continue.
"Don't worry. With your ability, I won't let you do anything complicated."
Lan comforted them to make them relax.
The trio: "..."
It seems to be true, but why does it sound so uncomfortable?!
"I just want to know how to bet in the Heavens Arena."
Lan asked about his real purpose.
The Heavens Arena is a fighting competition, and there will definitely be winners and losers.
Then, naturally, there will be bets and gambling.
The ticket money for watching the game is just a small profit channel for the Heavens Arena.
Among the many ways to make money, betting is one that cannot be ignored.
The Heavens Arena can always make a lot of money by being the banker.
"According to normal reason, in order to prevent match-fixing, fighters are not allowed to place bets in the Heavens Arena."
Sadaso understood what the dangerous man in front of him wanted to do in an instant and immediately reminded him: "Even if the fighter himself does not show up, it is not impossible to entrust other agents to place bets on his own loss or win."
"Once found out, they will face the highest penalty in the Heavens Arena!"
"The highest penalty?"
Lan didn't care: "What would they do?"
"Well, once it is verified that there is a match-fixing. First, all betting income from the match-fixing will be confiscated, and second, they will be expelled from Heaven's Arena and will never be allowed to fight here again."
Gido introduced honestly: "Once there is any resistance or disobedience, Heaven's Arena will immediately dispatch the cleaning robots and the recruited floor master to chase and intercept the rebels."
Riehlvelt added: "In this process, life and death are not a concern."
"…?"
Lan waited for a while and found that the three had nothing to add, so he couldn't help but ponder.
The so-called cleaning robots. After Jed and others from the Shadow Organization broke in, Shura took control of the machinery and equipment of the entire building, including the cleaning robots.
Then, Shura just gave Gon, and the others caused some trouble.
"If the Heavens Arena is really that powerful, it wouldn't be so easily beaten by Jed and the others that they couldn't fight back."
At least considering the power of this place, Lan should be fearless.
Sadaso and the other two looked at each other, and it seemed that they had made the seriousness of the problem very clear.
But this one didn't seem to care at all?
Lan looked up and down at the three people: "How much money do you have?"