The two people in the holographic projection looked at Jiang Si across the screen. Surprise flashed in their eyes. Apparently they didn't expect that she would give up just before the finals.

Bo Jingchen was the first to speak: "Baby, are you sure you'll stop at the finals?"

Jiang Si nodded in response: "Yes, I plan to stop at the finals and let Wei Chi beat me. In this way, we can win two waves in the biggest gamble in the history of the Abel Galaxy."

"One wave is me, and the other is Wei Chi. I just saw it. The current bet amount is as high as trillions. If we win this bet, your majesty brother will not worry about money for at least two years. Agares

We can also stop worrying about military expenditures and invest heavily in technological research and development so that our technology can catch up with the fourth civilization, the Federation!"

Bo Jichen sniffed when he heard this and wiped away the non-existent tears: "Oh, my eldest daughter, you are really my dearest baby, Ba Ba loves you, show me my heart!"

"Go away!" Jiang Si rolled her eyes and finished the scolding. She was polite first and then said: "Let me make it clear first, whoever wins gets the money. Don't ask me for money."

Bo Jingchen: "!!!"

Depend on!

Who wins whose money?

Shouldn’t we win and share the money together?

He doesn't have a few cents of private money, okay?

The biggest rich man in the entire royal family and even the Trojan Empire is this leaky and precious eldest daughter.

Agares looked directly at Jiang Si across the screen: "Princess, in order to make more money this time, I need to borrow the authority of your account and use your money to win a big one."

"I have calculated that as long as you stop in the semi-finals and lose, if you save 1/3 of your current cash, you can triple it if you turn around."

"The figure has tripled. After deducting Yuan Yigun's commission, you can earn as much as one trillion in this game. As for the rest... it depends on how much the teacher suppresses."

"Of course, if the teacher goes to Yuan Yigun to get an odds quickly, the teacher will make more money. I don't know if it will be too late."

Jiang Si: “!!!!”

The cheap husband is the Imperial Marshal Prince.

Could it be that he, who is such a serious follower of money, is the so-called famous teacher who makes a good disciple?

His master was a bandit, and he himself had some bad habits?

All right!

This is a real example of a famous teacher giving birth to a good disciple, and a master is better than a master!

"It's in time, it's in time, how can it be too late?" Bo Jichen shook his wrist with the light brain: "My big bear baby Gungun has quickly adjusted the odds. This son of mine is really not in vain!

"

Jiang Si: "..."

So fast?

She lowered her head and nodded.

Good guy.

Such a big bet... no one believed that she would lose and that she would stop in the semi-finals.

They all pushed her to reach the finals and win the championship!

And the odds are also out.

But then again.

In this huge gamble.

Those who just sit back and reap the benefits and count the money are the ones who are gone.

Trillions of commissions, even 1%, made him a lot of money.

What's more, the commission is calculated at 3%, so... they gambled heavily, they fought, and the luckiest one was Gungun. Alas, he is indeed a national treasure!

"Princess, I have obtained the authority of your account!" Agares controlled the optical brain: "I have already placed a bet, you just have to lose now!"

Jiang Si responded crisply: "Husband, the responsibility of making money will be left to you, come on!"

Agares forehead.

Jiang Si cut off the optical brain and glanced at the audience through the mecha.

Not only were the audience watching her and waiting for her to hit her, but the hundreds of billions of viewers in the live broadcast room were also waiting for her to hit her. They were also jumping up and down in a hurry, posting barrages, and screaming for her to hit her.

Jiang Si opened the connection between the mechas and said to her opponent Wei Chi: "Wei Chi, you can start!"

Wei Chi was nervous and excited: "Jiang Jiang, baby, please be gentle, don't let my death look too ugly, save some face for me!"

Jiang Si laughed: "My dear, you have to believe in yourself. You are the one who has killed the marshal. You can kill me in just a few minutes!"

Wei Chi hehe: "Killing the marshal would be my dream, but killing you is something I have never thought about!"

He is Jiang Jiangbaby’s little fanboy.

How can a little fanboy kill an idol?

The right way is to kill the marshal, okay?

"If you have an idea, come on, kill me!" Jiang Si encouraged him: "Speed ​​up!"

Wei Chi coughed lightly: "Then I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Wei Chi is a mecha type.

Although his physical and mental strength were not strong before, his theoretical knowledge and manipulation knowledge were still excellent, at least many times better than Jiang Si, a rookie.

When the S-class mecha was operated in his hands, it exerted at least 80% of its lethality, but in Jiang Si's hands, the buttons were completely invisible and she used her mental power.

The two of them were fighting on the stage. You punched me, you kicked me, and you kicked me. If you couldn't draw your lightsaber, you slashed at each other and slashed at each other.

The audience at the scene sighed and couldn't believe it: "Your Highness, can't you bear to attack her friend? Isn't this too subtle?"

"Being your Highness's friend also gives you such privileges, isn't it? That one who told Wei Chi to get out of here quickly, let me do it. I want to be His Highness's friend."

"With this style of play, I think His Highness will lose. Look, look, His Highness is obviously at a disadvantage, and Wei Chi is at the upper hand!"

"Ah ah ah, you are talking nonsense. Your Highness is calling it strategy. She will definitely make a surprise move later and throw Wei Chi off the stage!"

About 20 minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Si stopped being perfunctory and took advantage of the situation and fell down with the legs of the huge mecha swept over by Wei Chi, falling heavily to the ground. Even though the mecha's seat was comfortable, the giant mecha's fall to the ground also brought her along with it.

Wei Chi's eyes were as wide as copper bells. He looked at the mecha that fell to the ground and pinched himself hard. The pain made him grin. It was not a dream, he really threw Jiang Jiangsao to the ground.

The audience at the scene couldn't believe it and all stood up.

The hundreds of billions of viewers in the live broadcast room wished they could pass through the holographic screen and come up to fight for His Highness.

Jiang Si was lying in the mecha, feeling that Wei Chi was a fool.

She was already lying on the ground, why didn't he take the opportunity and kick her off the arena?

Finally waited for a while.

She was about to get up shakily when the mecha driven by Wei Chi ran over, raised her foot, and kicked the mecha controlled by Jiang Si off the arena.

Jiang Si successfully stopped in the finals.

Wei Chi advances!

Jiang Si's failure caused an uproar among millions of spectators in the entire arena!

"That's not right!" Yan Qi touched his smooth chin and looked at the mecha that fell out of the arena and got up: "According to my junior sister's physical and mental strength, the championship must be hers. What do you mean now?

?”

Si Mubei glanced at the mecha controlled by his cheap eldest daughter and walked towards the mecha warehouse. He flipped up his flaming red wavy hair and said, "Jiang Jiang, dear brother, if you want to know, please beg me. I'll tell you."

You!"

Yan Qi took a step back and rolled his eyes: "Don't touch me, you beast!"

Si Mubei: "!!!"

Beast?

Who is the beast?

He is his master, sooner or later he will be taken over and let him be his shit shovel!

"Wow, did I really win? Did I really win?" Wei Chi went to the backstage of the mecha warehouse, jumped out of the mecha, and stretched out his arm to Jiang Si: "Jiang Jiang, baby, pinch me quickly.

Pinch me!"

Seeing how hopeless he looked, Jiang Si went straight to him, grabbed a little bit of his flesh, and twisted it suddenly!

"Hiss~"

Wei Chi grinned in pain and shouted: "It hurts, it hurts me to death. I'm not dreaming. I really am not dreaming. I killed my idol, I killed my goddess!"

"Oh my god, my god, my god, why does it feel more exciting and exciting than killing the marshal?"

Jiang Si took a lemon, cut it in half with her hands, and stuffed it directly into his mouth: "Shut up, go back and practice hard. Tomorrow is the top 20 competition!"

Wei Chi was stuffed with lemon in his mouth, which was so sour that he drooled and almost jumped.
To be continued...