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Slumdog billionaire husband novel (Gerald Kenneth) novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382 It’s Hard to Say Who’s Fishing

The arena had suddenly launched this competition. Gerald knew that it was highly likely that they wanted to attract Gerald to show up.

The owner of this arena was the Holy Lord of the Northern District. He suddenly threw out five pieces of Dragon Bones. It was obvious that his goal was self–evident.

It was to attract Gerald over.

However, Gerald pondered. It was more likely to attract the people around Gerald.

They didn’t find Gerald’s position now and then held such a competition. They knew that Gerald might attend for the sake of the Dragon Bones. In the case that Gerald didn’t have Vital Energy, if he wanted the Dragon Bones, he had to send his people to take part in this competition, such as Theo or Claude.

They were all Watchmen, and it was easy to recognize some techniques of Watchmen. Then they could find out Gerald’s position easily by following clues.

Of course, if Gerald personally participated, it would be better for them.

Gerald was not worried. He was now wearing makeup and was not worried about being recognized. If he was recognized, it was also under the premise that he recovered Vital Energy. At that time, he was eager for the other party to look for him.

“Fishing? It’s hard to say who’s fishing!” Gerald smiled softly and then walked toward the

contestant’s passage.

It had to be said that it was quite a large competition, and there were many scalpers.

Gerald took a few steps and found that Jessie’s sports car had stopped. Then she and Eileen got out of the car and walked all the way inside. They passed by Gerald, but they did not recognize Gerald at

all.

Gerald smiled. He was very satisfied with Kristen’s makeup technique.

He carried two sabers on his back and walked in the direction of the entrance. There were also many

people walking in.

“Why is this old man here too?”

After walking a few steps, Gerald saw an old man and a girl sitting on the side of the road. There was

a table in front of them, and there was a fortune–telling stall there. It was the old man who was living opposite his house.

Gerald leaned over and glanced at Gloria. Then, he looked at the old man.

“Young man, would you like fortune–telling?” The old man didn’t seem to recognize Gerald. He

just asked with a smile.

“Then can you tell me whether I can walk out of here alive today?” Gerald asked with a smile.

“Young man, you will have a bloody disaster!” The old man pulled his sunglasses and said, “Give me 80 dollars. I will help you resolve it!”

The old man played the same trick again!

“I will come out alive!” Gerald said.

“Wait. From what you’re saying, do you want to participate in today’s competition?” The old man suddenly came back to his senses and said, “Young man, then you really have a bloody disaster!”

The old man could not feel any Vital Energy fluctuations in Gerald’s body. In this competition, there were at least seventy to eighty people at the top level. Gerald did not have any Vital Energy. People like him who went in could hardly survive.

Gerald smiled at the two of them, then turned and walked in the direction of the passage for

contestants.

“I don’t know why, but I feel that the person just now knows me,” Gloria muttered.

However, the old swindler, Ari Moore, ignored her. His eyes were shining as he looked at a girl in boots and sunglasses. He asked, “Beauty, would you like fortune–telling?”

“Yes. Guess if I can take first place in this arena!” the woman asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

Gerald walked to the entrance of the contestants. The staff at the entrance were checking Gerald’s identity. The so–called verification was actually just looking at the photos.

Moreover, they didn’t care whether he was the real person or not, as long as the clothes are similar to the photos, there were no other requirements.

After confirming, the person who greeted Gerald said, “After entering the gate, turn left and find a place to rest. Remember your own group. When it is your group’s turn, you will be notified by the

broadcast. There are also some windows to watch the competition inside.”

Gerald nodded, turned around, and walked in. There were many people around him, but they did

not greet each other.

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