Si Yanmu glared at him resentfully: "It's not because of the task you gave me."
As he spoke, he rubbed his hand against Xiang Shengfa's chest: "Seeing that woman looking at me with a nympho look on her face makes me sick!"
"Mu Mu's face can really make a beauty fall in love with no regrets." Xiang Shengfa grabbed his hand, put it on his lips, and said with a hoarse smile, "Isn't this holy method just to make Mu Mu obsessed?" Fascinated?"
Si Yanmu narrowed his eyes, enjoying the gentleness like the holy law, half coquettish, half complaining: "You don't even know how much disgust I endured to touch that nymphomaniac. Woman, she even grabbed my arm!"
"Is it here?" Xiang Shengfa touched his arm teasingly, and changed direction again, "Or... is it here?"
Si Yanmu's whole body froze, and that extremely gentle face showed a strange blush.
"This sacred method will disinfect and disinfect Mumu."
Xiang Shengfa said, and directly hugged Si Yanmu by the waist.
…
Early the next morning.
Ye Qingluo led a group of teenagers from the Devil's Squad to the waiting area of Xilan Square after morning exercises on the mountainside.
At this time, thousands of onlookers had gathered.
Today is the third round of the class confrontation competition of Shangxuan Academy, the final.
Everyone is full of curiosity about today's game.
There are even many people who have already set up a bet in private.
Gambling in college class competitions is prohibited by the General Academy.
But it can't be stopped, some people secretly set up a bet in private.
It is said that thousands of people have placed bets on this private game.
Ye Qingluo looked at the waves of heads of the onlookers, and saw with sharp eyes that many of the onlookers were still holding a piece of white paper in their hands.
That's the ticket for a private bet.
Ye Qingluo coughed lightly, leaned close to Qiao Jin, and asked in a low voice, "Jin Zi, have you calculated how much money you earned in total, and how many people are there in the magic class?"
"A total of 1,446 people bought gambling tickets, but the winners of the magic class... only 230 people, and they only bought 10%."
Qiao Jin calculated in his heart: "If our Demon Squad finally wins the championship, we can make a net profit of nearly 30,000 gold coins!"
Thirty thousand gold coins can buy the entire Xilan Plaza!
When talking about gold coins, Qiao Jin's voice trembled.
The expressions on the faces of those who came closer were all stiff.
They knew that Ye Qingluo looked like a female businessman by taking advantage of the competition to set up bets, but... they didn't expect Ye Qingluo to be a female businessman!
It's just sitting and waiting for the money to come in.
Yan Xiaoyi glanced at the two of them: "What if... you lose?"
There are more than 1,400 people. If they lose, the Demon Class will sell themselves, and they may not be able to pay off these bets!
Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows: "We will lose?"
"No!" Almost in unison, the students of Demon Class were extremely firm.
They will not lose.
I can't afford to lose!
If they lose, Yeqing's blood oath will be fulfilled, and they will also bear a lot of debt.
If he wins, he will protect his own boss Qingluo, protect the honor of the Demon Squad, and get 30,000 gold coins!
win!
Must win!
The eyes of the teenagers in the Demon Class were on fire.
When the teenagers looked at the waiting area across from the capital, and the students of other classes, the raging fire in their eyes burned more and more vigorously.
In their eyes, those students have become golden coins!