Beauty and the Bodyguard

"How is this possible?"

With the support of the Lu family of Liaojing Prefecture, his personal net worth will not be compared to that of Lin Yi, but the problem is that Lin Yi does not have a big tree like the Lu family of Liaojing Prefecture behind him!

Even if Lin Yi has a good relationship with Prince Zhao's Mansion, it's impossible for Prince Zhao's Mansion to give him so much luck in vain, right?

After all, he is not the biological son of King Zhao?

What's more, Prince Zhao's Mansion itself is not good at financial resources.

In other words, Lin Yi most likely started this business from scratch, and within just a few months.

Even with Lu Chunfeng's knowledge, he couldn't help but find it incredible.

Looking at the entire Inner Court, if we want to say who has the strongest ability to earn luck, except for his own old man, Lu Chunfeng has never put anyone else in his eyes, and they are not on the same level at all.

But even if he were in Lin Yi's position and started from scratch, it would be impossible for him to earn tens of millions of fortunes in a few months!

"The leek I chose seems to be moved up two places."

Despite the mixed feelings, Mr. Qi's heart was not unbalanced.

In his eyes, the more powerful Lin Yi is, the bigger the leeks he can cut will be. Now that the rare seeds have been planted, no matter how hard Lin Yi works, he is destined to make a wedding dress for him in the end!

This is a good thing.

In the battlefield, Lin Yi slowly walked out of the luck scale and looked up at Mr. Qi: "Am I qualified for this?"

Mr. Qi's face turned dark, he gritted his teeth and snorted: "Okay, I think you are qualified."

Lin Yi couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He thought that the other party would find an excuse to deny it, such as the luck scale was broken, or that he cheated, but he didn't expect that he would admit it so shamelessly.

But having said that, the result shown by the luck scale just now was not distorted at all.

Although Lin Yi doesn't have that much luck that he can mobilize at any time, if the output value of the entire Rules Design Institute is included, tens of millions of luck can only be regarded as the beginning for him.

"good."

Lin Yi then got straight to the point: "Since I am qualified, Mr. Qi might as well draw a line. How will we bet next?"

"Damn it, you're kicking your nose in the face, right?"

Mr. Qi choked for a moment. Today was his personal performance and he had already spoken out all his words just now. Naturally, he could not give in at this time.

"Dare you bet with me? That's fine. I won't do anything else today. I'll just greet you. I'll make you cry later!"

Mr. Qi snapped his fingers: "Put in the pets I selected."

As soon as the words fell, all four entrances in a circle of the battlefield were opened. Along with the sound of heavy footsteps, dozens of extremely ferocious and cruel auras slowly seeped into the arena.

For a moment, even Lin Yi could instinctively feel the hair on his head standing on end.

After a while, fifty figures appeared on the battlefield.

Some of these figures were strong, some were thin, and at first glance they seemed to be all old, weak, sick, and disabled, but Lin Yi only took a glance and understood that these were quite dangerous people.

To be precise, these people are all death row inmates from the prison!

If they all maintain normal strength, so many people put together will definitely be enough to cause a chaos that will shock the inner court.

It's just that these people have a fierce aura, but they are all suppressed by some extremely overbearing drugs and cannot display their strength normally.

But even so, the danger of these death row prisoners has not diminished at all.

Lin Yi stood in the field and immediately became the target of attention of many death row inmates. Each and every one of them had excited and bloodthirsty expressions on their faces, as if they were about to pounce on him and tear him into pieces at any time.

Zhao Feng watched this scene in the box and couldn't help but sweat for Lin Yi.

The second-generation people who had just suffered an invisible defeat were all gloating about the misfortune, hoping that Lin Yi would be defeated.

Although they also knew that with the strength of this group of death row prisoners who were now sealed, it was unlikely that they could really hurt Lin Yi, but as long as they could make Lin Yi lose his composure and become disgraced, they would have made a profit.

However, Lin Yi just glanced at it calmly, and an invisible aura was released, and a large area fell down on the battlefield instantly.

There were still a few who could barely keep standing, with expressions of pain and shock on their faces, swaying and unsteady on their feet.

Yeyang Palace immediately fell into silence again.

"Where does this damn person come from?"

After being slapped in the face repeatedly, the second generation finally came to their senses and began to look at Lin Yi seriously.

Many of them can kill so many death row prisoners whose strength has been sealed with one move, but when it comes to stunning them with their aura alone, no one can do it.

Conceit belongs to themselves, but they still have this bit of self-awareness.

Mr. Qi's face was solemn, and after holding it in for a moment, he squeezed out a sneer: "It's not bad, there is something, it will be more interesting."

"The rules of betting are simple."

"They are going to have a death row competition later, and only one of fifty people will survive in the end."

"You and I each choose one and see who can have the last laugh!"

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes: "What's the bet?"

Mr. Qi was obviously choked again.

According to his original plan, he wanted to use his luck to crush Lin Yi to death, and make Lin Yi lose until his luck went bankrupt.

But now that he has seen Lin Yi's luck and wealth, this idea obviously has no choice but to give up. If he really wants to be crushed by luck, it can only mean that he is crushed by Lin Yi and brings humiliation to himself.

After all, it is impossible for him to use the entire fortune assets of Prince Qi's palace to make a big profit.

Not to mention that Qi Zhuiyun was here, he didn't have the courage at all. Even if Qi Zhuiyun wasn't there, he wouldn't do it.

Without him, it wouldn't be embarrassing enough to say it.

He, Mr. Qi, is a face-saving person.

Mr. Qi thought for a while and said, "Ten thousand luck."

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it a little small?"

Mr. Qi snorted coldly: "In addition, the loser will kowtow to the opponent in public and bark three times like a dog!"

Everyone in the audience had strange expressions.

Lin Yi looked amused. He also didn't expect that the dignified heir to Prince Qi's palace would actually make such a childish request.

But if you think about it carefully, this seems reasonable.

After all, in a place like this, bets are either about luck or life. In the former case, the opponent's capital is not enough, so he can only do it symbolically. In the latter case, with Qi Zhuiyun present, he knew without even thinking that he would not be able to sit back and watch Lin Yi kill him.

The main reason is that Lin Yi's look just now was too fierce. With the strength of Mr. Qi himself, he is really not sure if he really shows his strength.

After much deliberation, I could only use this insulting and childish method.

Lin Yi curled his lips and said, "Okay."

Mr. Qi raised his chin: "Don't say that I bully you and give you an advantage. You choose first."

Everyone in the audience became interested and curious about Lin Yi's eyes.