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"The winner, Bazuodong!"

As the referee announced the verdict outside the ring, Ba Zuidong in the iron cage raised his left hand wrapped in a cloth band high, looking around the audience with an arrogant expression.

The audience was making noises and insults.

"...I'm going to attack your mother! That egg that's thrown into the street looks as strong as an ox, but you know it can't withstand even one or two punches!"

"Come for a boxing show? Go back home and eat shit!"

"Two hundred yuan, I've lost all my previous gains..."

In the VIP box, all the big guys with different names looked cheerful. Compared with the ordinary gamblers below, these semi-bankers with inside information naturally made a lot of money.

"This bet is really interesting. It allows young people in the name to come here to box and exercise, and they can also earn some pocket money."

"It's just pocket money now. It's hard to say in the future. Are you interested in getting involved?"

"How dare you raise your hand in the gambling competition in Kowloon Walled City? Have you asked Lord Ding? Be careful of being caught and fed to the dogs one day!"

"It's just talk, why are you so serious?"

Although the big guys in the title are all covetous of the potential of gambling, Kowloon Walled City is a tough guy and no one dares to take the lead.

A disciple walked in from outside the door: "Brother Qiancheng, the mask you want."

"Thank you." Zhang Jin looked at the mask. It was a mask with a ghost face. It was not exquisite, but it looked evil enough.

Luo Hao glanced at it and asked curiously: "What do you want this mask for?"

"Of course the mask is for wearing."

"Of course I know that masks are for wearing. What I'm asking is what you are wearing a mask for. Wearing a mask will block your vision."

"I was born so handsome, and I look even more evil when I wear a mask."

"Throw it away!" Luo Hao said contemptuously.

Zhang Jin put on the mask and tried it, and it felt okay, not too uncomfortable. The main reason he wore the mask was because he didn't want to show his face. The more mysterious the strongest boxer in the ring, the more attractive he is to the outside world, which can be regarded as a publicity point.

And it can also save him a lot of trouble. Otherwise, everyone will know that he is the strongest boxer, and people will challenge him every day in an attempt to become famous. Then how will he do anything in the future? He wants to make money through betting, not change.

A boxing champion known to everyone.

Once this identity is publicly known, it will be difficult to blend into the upper class in the future. Just like the successful Wu Shihao in the plot, who in the upper class will really regard him as one of their own?

He asked: "How is the fighting situation in the ring now?"

A disciple who was responsible for recording the victory and defeat in the ring replied: "Almost half of the boxers have been eliminated."

"Who are the sharpest boxers?"

"The sharper ones include A Lang from He Yihe, A Gui and A Shui from Chao Zongyi, Longshan from He Yitu, Brother Ran from Number Gang..." the younger brother introduced them.

"Where is the person with fairy hair? Who is it?" Luo Hao asked.

"Fairy hair? It's the two Thai guys who do Muay Thai, Kunka and Longchai. These two Thai guys are really sharp. One has great leg skills and can break many opponents' bones with his kicks. The other has strong fists."

Hard, fast punches followed by elbows are like ****!"

Luo Hao was surprised and said: "So sharp?"

Zhang Jin said with a smile: "The sharper the Tai guys are, the more I look like I'm a bastard. If I can kill them all with one punch, wouldn't I be a god descending to earth!"

"What kind of god are you coming down to earth?" Luo Hao asked with a smile.

"Taisui. If they meet me, they will be too old!" Zhang Jin said, "When the first round of the competition is over, inform all the boxers that they will be tested by the ring dealer. By the way, arrange for someone to place a bet.

The odds for each game will be lowered, and the odds for multiple wins in a row will be raised. Calculate the odds yourself, and you will make a big profit this time!"

"I'm afraid that the big names in the word prefix will be unhappy," Luo Hao said.

Zhang Jin said: "When you come to gamble, you can win or lose. If you can't afford to lose, don't gamble. If you just want to win money in the arena and don't cut their leeks, you really think we are running a welfare society!"

"I know, Brother Qiancheng, Brother Hao, I'll do the work." said the younger brother.

As the first round of the game ended, many gamblers who lost money left the game cursing, and at the same time, more gamblers came to experience the new game after hearing the news.

The scene is still hot.

After receiving instructions from behind the field, the referee and host began to announce the rules of the second round of the ring.

In the VIP box, Shenxianfa smoked a cigar and smiled forcefully at the doll: "A bunch of loose eggs were defeated by my two Thai guys with just three punches and two kicks. None of them can beat them."

Master Ding had already withdrawn and took a bunch of old guys to chat with Luo Zhengying. Only Douzai Qiang and his henchmen were left in the box.

At this time, Dou Zai Qiang no longer had the same scruples in speaking as before: "Your two Thai guys are sharp enough, but they are not without strong players in other words. Tonight I am going to squeeze out all the betting money prepared by the banker. Do you have the confidence?"

"

"Of course I have confidence!"

"Okay! Here is one million, take it and bet it!"

"I'll go in person." Shenxianfa picked up the money-making leather bag on the table, took his younger brother with him and left the box with a cigar.

Betting point.

A younger brother came up to him and said, "Brother Fa."

"This is one million. Brother Qiang means to kill Zhuang." Shenxianfa said.

The younger brother hurriedly said: "Brother Fa, I have just released the betting slips for the second round. All the boxers on it are facing the same opponent, Tai Sui. The odds are for him to win or lose, the number of consecutive wins, and the odds of losing are extremely high.

Gao, there must be something weird in it."

"How high are the odds?" the god asked.

"The maximum payout for a win or loss in a single game is ten, and for each additional game the winning streak ends, the amount is doubled. Fifty-two players can buy a winning streak to fifty-one games. If the opponent loses in the fifty-second game, the payout will be

The rate is as high as one thousand three hundred and twenty-six times."

"What's one thousand three hundred and twenty-six times one million? Tens of millions! Go to his mother! How can these poor boxers have so much money to compensate!" Shenxianfa spat and bit his cigar.

He said disdainfully, "You place your bets for me. I'm not greedy. Look at which games my two Thai guys are playing, and buy those two games to win. Even if it's only ten times, it's still 10 million!"

"Okay, Brother Fa." The younger brother took the money and turned around to place a bet.

Not long after, Shenxianfa returned to the VIP box with the betting tickets and forcefully told the doll about the matter.

Doll Qiang sneered: "Tai Sui? You're scaring children! I've been lucky since I was a child, so I always like to offend Tai Sui. Let's see how stubborn you are!"

Inside the arena, a group of people were chatting about betting on the latest round of boxing matches.

Ayou listened to the noisy chats in front and behind, and the old gamblers talked loudly. Although most of them were optimistic about Tai Sui, no one was optimistic about Tai Sui's winning streak.

The more Ayou heard, the more uneasy he felt. He couldn't help but whisper: "Ajin, you're a street boy, you promised to give me the inside information. These two hundred yuan are all the worth I have saved for a long time. Twenty consecutive wins, thousands

Don’t lose, if I lose, I will have no choice but to drink the northwest wind!”

In the hall upstairs.

Luo Hao asked: "What do you want? Are there many people betting now?"

"More, too many. All the big names have already placed their bets. This round there are tens of millions of bets, and I've made a million even by pumping water! I'm so prosperous!" the disciple said excitedly.

"What a fuss, after our banker kills all, we will get 10 million!" Luo Hao said, "What did those gamblers buy?"

The younger brother glanced at Zhang Jin with some embarrassment: "Most of them buy their future and Brother Cheng loses."

"Lost! A bunch of people rush into the street, they don't have any eyesight! Ah Jin, don't take it to heart." Luo Hao said.

"I won't take it to heart. They are giving me money. I can't even laugh." Zhang Jin put on the green-faced ghost mask, and a dull voice came from behind the mask, "They say he is too old.

If you still want to go against me, you are really asking for your own death."