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The battle for the first two treasures came to an end, and China became the biggest winner.

"It's really not interesting. Grandma, I don't dare to collect more money if I want to give you more money!"

Wang Yuwan walked out of a betting station cursingly. After he got the bet he won, he was about to continue to press on Wu Di. However, the bookmaker shamelessly refused. They no longer accepted all bets about Wu Di!

Grandma, how can you do this? Are you a world-renowned gambling company? You don’t even dare to ask for money to give it to you. I despise you!

"Okay, I guess other companies are the same. Who made you not believe Xiaowu at the beginning and only bought this little? Or is the odds so low..."

Chi Menghua, who came with him, advised that in fact, he was a little regretful now. He bought less, why did he have a short-circuit at that time? Why did he only bet five million for such a good opportunity to win money?

"Who said I don't believe Xiaowu? Didn't you see that I bet 800,000 on his fifth-end final? That's all my savings! I just use this little money to play with, just play with it! Let's go and go with me. Anyway, these hundreds of thousands are idle. If someone dares to accept the bet, I will definitely bet all in the seventh-end final!"

Wang Yuwan unwillingly pulled Chi Menghua to eleven betting stations in a row. As a result, these gambling companies seemed to have agreed. Any handicap about Wu Di no longer accepts even a penny betting!

"I lost a lot, I lost a lot! I should have thrown 10,000 yuan on ten treasures won by one person. Look, the odds of that thing are as high as 200 yuan..."

In the room, Wu Di was making a phone call with a smile on his face. Although the second girl from Cradle did not come to the scene, she was also paying attention to his game at all times. This time she had an unexpected victory, so she naturally had to share with them the feeling of happiness.

"Adi. Are you still fighting for the next Picasso oil painting?"

Wen Lan asked with concern that each player had three bets in total, and if he lost one, he would lose one chance. This time he would be lucky to win, and there would be so many things that he had to fight for later.

"I won't argue anymore. It's not that there's no Picasso's family. Besides, we were invited by Duques, so we should give them some face, right?"

Meng Yao curled her lips, "You are the Pixiu that only enters and does not leave, but you still know how to save face for others? If you are not afraid of not having enough gambling, you are afraid that you will even win the inner world together, right?"

The conference room of the Venice Hotel was so depressing that the atmosphere was terrifying. Five technical directors sat neatly on the east side of the long table, opposite them, five old or young men,

"Okay, let's do it for now. We will discuss the gains and losses of these two items later, but I don't want to see this out of control in the third item..."

Upon hearing this, William nodded vigorously and said:

"Please rest assured by the boss, I promise that this situation will never happen again."

The old man who was talking nodded without comment and walked out of the conference room first. A middle-aged man with a big belly sneered twice and stood up and left. After a while, only the five directors looking at each other were left in the huge conference room.

"William, what good idea did you think of? Can you guarantee that this will not happen again in the future?"

William spread his hands helplessly.

"What good ideas can I have? But, in the situation just now, what else can I do if I don't say that? Okay, we don't have much time, so everyone quickly think about it. What good solutions are there..."

"Hmph, the current situation is obvious. The first game was an accident, and the second game was an accident. Do you think the boss and the others don't know? Also, William just promised that this situation would not happen again, but they left without even asking why he promised. What do you think would be the case?"

The scene was silent. What happened? Did the boss and the others no longer have hope for this competition? Or were they already despaired for them?

While people were still immersed in the weirdness and bizarreness of the second final, registration for the third game began again. At this time, almost everyone was talking about the same topic, that is, how will the yellow player who created two miracles in succession win the game this time!

However, to their disappointment, they waited until ten minutes before the registration deadline, and Wu Di was not seen in the ten registration points.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the list of contestants who signed up for Picasso's oil painting "The Boy with a Pipe" was finally released. After searching carefully several times, people did not see Wu Di's name, and immediately, they were talking.

In the bar, a group of unknown drunks were drinking, and suddenly a yellow-haired guy started yelling.

"Do you know? That guy won two games in a row, and the casino went crazy. I heard that they had issued a death threat. Sure enough, he didn't even dare to report his name in this game..."

"Brave, even if you really send a death threat, you can still know such a secret message?"

"Tsk, my neighbor's kid Jim is working as a waiter in the New Yorker Hotel. Now, it's spread in the hotel. The boss has spent 50 million to hire a world-leading killer..."

The man said seriously, and the expression on his face seemed to be what he did.

"Take you down, you're bragging at first glance! Do you know how much a life cost now? Five hundred, five hundred dollars I... Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I know the real reason why Wu Di won't participate in the third game."

A big man in a floral shirt took a big sip of beer and burped loudly.

"My man, come on, let me give this friend another slap. Brother, let me tell you, what's going on?"

The man looked at the newly served beer in front of him with satisfaction, leaned forward, and whispered mysteriously:

"I heard that the casino has negotiated with Wu Di. Aren't there two Chinese treasures? They promised to let Wu Di win these two, but the condition is that he withdraws from all other competitions..."

In Wu Di's room, Wang Yuwan was bored and playing with a jade pendant.

"Xiao Wu, you are lucky now, why don't you pursue the victory? Even if Picasso's things are useless, you can win it. If you accidentally fail in a battle for "Wuding Lanting Preface", can you exchange it?"

"Get out, you crow's mouth! Wu Di even won the things of Da Vinci. How could he miss the battle for his ancestors? Besides, the competition is so continuous, Iron Man can't stand it. He just takes a few days off to accumulate energy and there are still many good things behind him!"

Wang Yuwan's speech was unanimously condemned. There was no way, so he hid aside and studied the odds. Wu Di's can't buy it. Isn't there so many other players? Otherwise, leave the 200,000 yuan and choose any other one to buy?

"Xiao Wu, come on, you have fought with them. Please help me see who can win this third game?"

Wu Di did not participate in the competition, which temporarily made Duqueen and others relieved. This third item must be saved. Then, fight hard to snipe with all your strength to block Wu Di outside the gate of the fourth final!

"Okay, let's take a look. If it really doesn't work, you can only use that move."

"Are you talking about Johnson? Well, call him over and let's see how he's practicing."

After several directors discussed secretly for a while, Duques picked up the phone.

There were 1,024 players who signed up for the third game. Before the final, there were eight knockout rounds, which took three days, plus one day in the final and one day in the fourth game. In other words, they had to come up with a way to stop Wu Di within five days, otherwise, if he succeeded in the fourth game, their outcome would be really bad.

Because there was only one chance left, Yasuji Matsushita did not participate in the third game. Without these two messing sticks, the professional gamblers who got this chance also breathed a sigh of relief. The opportunity, the opportunity finally came.

In the first round, all 100 professional gamblers who signed up won.

In the second round, ninety-seven left in one hundred people.

The third round, the fourth round...

After the eight rounds of the game, the casino finally won four seats in the final as he wished.

"Did you see, this is the real stud. There are problems with the first two games! I went to the scene to watch the Gambling King Competition yesterday. This is how they play..."

"Is that so? But after watching the first two games, why do I feel that this game is a bit boring? They are all careful. Look at Wu Didu’s mighty power, and they beat one of them in four games, and then they keep rushing from beginning to end..."

"Tsk, stay there, who is shouting bored while watching the second final..."

In the first and second half, in the six-hour final, all four players performed at an extremely high level. In the end, Kenneth, a player from the Bayrago Hotel, won the victory.

Just as people were talking about whether it would be if Wu Di participated in the competition, he would win the game again, registration for the fourth game began. As expected, on the final list of players, they saw Wu Di's name.

However, the number of participants in this game surprised everyone. Perhaps it was because mainstream collectors in Britain and the United States were not very interested in the treasures of China, or perhaps it was because they knew that even if they participated, they would just waste an opportunity. There were surprisingly few contestants who signed up for this game, and there were only 256!

"There are six rounds of games in total, which round will Johnson be arranged?"

William asked while studying the roster.

"It's better to go there from the beginning, so that everyone can feel at ease."
Chapter completed!