The staff said OK, and then took out a few charts for tonight: "Sir, who will win if you want to buy?" (English) Xie Wendong took over the match goal and lowered his head to glance. There were 15 games tonight, with sixteen boxers with odds ranging from one to two to one to ten. There are basic information about these twenty boxers on the match goal, from how many games they have played, how many games they have won, how many defeats they have to their age names.

Interestingly, these people don’t use their real names very much, they are all nicknames such as “Tank”, “Miniel” and “Transformers”.

Xie Wendong turned his head and whispered to the dark group brother: "Who won our 'fish'?" The young man looked around the names of twenty people and pointed at a man named "fighter" with his finger: "It's him."

Xie Wendong threw the chart back to the staff, snapped his fingers and said, "Whoever buys the fighter against this 'fighter' win?" (British) staff was stunned at first, and then a gloomy smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

The fight against "Fighter" is a newly added boxer named "Little Wolf", who has no reputation. "Fighter" is the uncrowned king of this battlefield. After 43 games, he won 35 and tied 8. The opponent actually bought this Little Wolf to win, which is such a fool.

He praised with malicious intentions: "This gentleman is really good at it. The odds between them are 100,000 yuan. If you have 100,000 yuan, you can get a maximum return of 900,000 yuan." (English)

How could Xie Wendong not know the little abacus in his mind and not point it out: "Buy 300,000 yuan." (English)

"Okay, sir, please pay here, we can swipe the card." The staff member of the (English) pointed his hand and made a call. Xie Wendong did not move, and the golden eyes next to him followed him knowingly.

Under the leadership of the young man, Xie Wendong and his group came to Room 122. The brothers in the dark group were right. The room in the VIP area was designed very distinctively, a bit like a horse track like a horse race, which was adjacent to each other but not connected. When everyone entered the room, the two brothers were tightly pressing against the wall with a box-like thing, listening carefully to the movements in the next room. It turned out that this was a simple eavesdropping device.

Xie Wendong did not disturb them and stopped one meter away from the balcony. This position allows you to watch the fighting game well, and avoid being discovered by the enemies next door. Tushan brought an independent sofa to Xie Wendong, and the white-clothed blood-killing brothers guarded the door, and the Five Elements Brothers and Chu Bo were guarding Xie Wendong's side.

"Dingling Dingling!" The third fighting match officially began.

Bang bang bang bang!!

The dull collision sounded throughout the ring, and the black man as majestic as an iron tower fist swung his big fist and stormed hard, and the fist wind whistled. And his opponent was a white man with the same tall figure.

But facing such violent attacks, although the white man retreated, he was not confused at all. His arms were turned and he blocked his whistling fists. His limbs were not damaged, but the black man's fists were already covered in blood.

This kind of flesh-and-blood confrontation stimulates the nerves of the spectators, and the shouts of killing are constantly rising and falling.

As if he noticed the white man's gaze, the black man endured the pain and glanced at him, then stretched out his middle finger and hooked provocatively.

"Grass." (English) The white man spat and rushed over with his feet.

Bang! The white man whistled iron fist and hit the black man's lower abdomen. The huge impact force made his erect body arch up suddenly, and the severe pain made the latter's face pale.

The black man let out a roar, and the ninja's abdomen was in pain, and he swung his uppercut with all his strength, directly hitting the white man's chin. If he was not careful, not only would his chin be broken, but his tongue would even be bitten off.

Cramp! At the critical moment, the white man raised his head violently, and his fist as he was as big as a bowl, whizzing into the sky with his nose.

The opportunity was rare, how could the black man let it go? He missed his right fist and followed his left fist again. This time he aimed at his chest, and he wanted to kill the other party directly. Bai Dahan was shocked and sweated coldly, subconsciously crossed his arms and blocked his chest.

Boom, the black man's fist hit the white man's arm hard. With a click, one of the latter's arms turned into a V-shaped shape. The remaining power of the fist also shocked his body to the border of the ring.

Now that the outcome has been decided, the black man is not willing to give up and takes the other side's death. He has a hideous smile on his face, and he has accelerated step by step toward the white man.

When Bai Dahan was less than half a meter away, his body suddenly turned and his thick right leg swept out like a mower. His strength and accuracy were very good, leaving no room for attack or buffering for Bai Dahan.

Bai Dahan's expression changed slightly, and he knew that he could not avoid this kick, and there was only one way to die. At this critical moment, a staff member in the audience suddenly handed him an axe. Bai Dahan grabbed the axe and took the initiative to face the iron legs that were carrying the strong wind.

"Crack", the axe back and iron legs had an intimate contact. How could the flesh and blood be the opponent of steel? I heard a scream, and the black man's ankle bone was broken.

"good!"

"Grass".

The gamblers were making noises, some said that the white man was cheating, some shouted loudly, and the applause and whistle were presented, and the atmosphere at the venue was immediately warm. This was an underground fighting competition, and there was no competition rules, let alone fairness.

Amid the noise, the white man with broken arms and the black man with broken feet fought again. The ring was covered with blood from the two of them, and they didn't care at all. They both had only one goal, which was to kill each other.

Seeing this scene in the audience, the four people in the Five Elements collectively made a "grass" sound. Even they didn't see much of this kind of fight that dragged their hands and feet.

No wonder some people are willing to spend a lot of money to gamble, even if they lose money, it is worth it. This is really satisfying. While watching the game, Xie Wendong was also thinking about how to kill the killer next door without any effort. This is the difference between him and ordinary people. You can see what he is doing, but you can never guess what he is thinking.

The noisy and shouting for killing made Xie Wendong's inspiration appear, and a clever plan surged into his heart. He called Chu Bo to his ear and explained it in a low voice.

"roar!"

A loud roar shook the audience, and the table trembled violently. The white man with broken hands actually inserted his broken bone into the black man's throat. The black man's eyes were protruding, as if they were about to fall out.

"Okay!" Many rich people stood up and shouted loudly, with extremely excited expressions.

Of course, it was not because they "respected" Zang Kun so much, but because they had put a lot of money on him. When the Bai Dahan won, they were naturally very excited.

The most profitable one among them is naturally the dealer. The odds determined by the dealer and the results of artificially manipulating the event can basically make a steady profit without losing money. Of course, if there are continuous upset situations, this is another matter.
Chapter completed!