My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 3: One hundred and sixty-third

Chapter 1717 3.163 Registration

Ding Yun lit his head again and again, and said with a smile, "How about I take you over to sign up."

Qiao Mu deliberately looked at him, "Is this your site?"

Master Ding smiled and nodded, "Qiaoqiao, do you think this son is very rich?"

Although Wengka City is very remote from the Shuntian Mansion mainland, but this year, a large-scale underground battlefield can be opened in Wengka City. It is conceivable that this person is mixed in the Shuntian Mansion. It must be pretty good.

Compared with arbor, the small shrimps that only went to Shuntian Palace have naturally cultivated a lot of power.

Qiao Mu snorted, too lazy to talk to him.

As the Master Ding moved forward, with a pair of bright eyes, he glanced back and forth curiously.

As far as I can see, not to mention the magnificence, the surrounding layouts are all long tables, where is it like an underground battlefield?

This is obviously an underground casino. At every gaming table, there are a lot of people around, playing sieve and fighting crickets, and there are all kinds of gambling methods.

Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Master Ding smiled clearly, "The underground arena is still underneath, come with me."

Ding Yun took a group of people onto the passage platform. After everyone stood firm, he stretched out his hand and flipped the bracket, but after hearing a creak, Qiao Mu and others moved towards the next floor.

This floor is the real underground fighting place.

As soon as the platform landed, Qiao Mu and Qi Xuanxuan heard thunderous roars breaking into their eardrums.

I looked up and saw a darker passage leading up to about nine steps.

In front of the seats, a silver fence is used to form a circle, and the upward spiral seats can accommodate thousands of spectators.

As for centering, it is naturally a big round arena.

At this time, two people on the arena were fighting for their lives, and the surrounding group of spectators cheered. It seemed that the game had reached the most critical time.

Qiao Mu raised his eyes and glanced at Ding Yun.

"Come with me." Ding Yun walked directly to the service area with a few people.

The two young ladies who were in charge of registration, when they saw Ding Yun with someone in person, stood up hurriedly and respectfully bowed to Ding Yun, "My son."

Ding Yun nodded lightly, before making a sound, he saw Qiao Mu walk up to the two of them and said, "Sign up."

The two women were taken aback for a while, subconsciously raised their eyes to look at Ding Gongzi, and muttered, "Are you here to participate in the Underground Arena Contest?"

Qiaomu nodded.

"The underground arena competition lasts for one month. Once you participate, you will have to compete every day."

"The tournament is openly drawn by our arena, and we have the full authority to arrange it for you. Participants have no choice but to accept the arrangement."

"When you have bad luck~IndoMTL.com~, you may have to try three or four games in a row. If you are lucky, you may have one game a day. You understand the rules of such a game. Are you ready to participate?"

Look at the girl's age, but she is a little too young for her appearance at fourteen or five.

But they were brought here by the son himself, and they seemed to be friends of the son.

If it hurts and knocks somewhere, I am afraid that the son will come to anger them. Therefore, the girl who signed up must clearly explain the rules of the game to Qiao Mu and the others in advance.

In this underground battle for hegemony, although the prize money is generous, it is not so easy to earn.

Qiao Mu nodded when he heard the words, "Report it."

To put it bluntly, isn’t it just bad luck, only accepting the fate of the wheel war.

What's the matter with this?

Don’t blame your fate for a while...

(End of this chapter)