As Ji Haotian's 10 billion bet was put into place, the second game in the underground boxing ring began in full swing.

Zhang Fengjiu took the Black Fist for five years and used countless lives as a price to conquer 2 billion wealth. Ji Haotian made a bet of up to 10 billion in one game today, and he bet on a garbage boxer with extremely poor strength. This behavior is equivalent to giving Zhang Fengjiu money.

How can it not be exciting?

"Lingling!"

As the ringtone rang, the boxer's appearance time entered the countdown, and the large screen behind the boxing ring also began to play the amount of bets for each seat.

Soon, the screen showed the information about the betting of tens of billions of seats where Ji Haotian was located.

"Damn, is there something wrong with the display screen behind it? Why are there so many zeros appearing all of a sudden?"

The first viewer to see this number was exclaimed.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were attracted by the information on the big screen.

"One, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, ten thousand, million... Oh my God! Someone actually bet a hundred billion?!"

"Gambling boxing is nothing more than entertainment. How could anyone make such a big deal!"

"This man actually won the victory in Ai Qi Xihua?"

"You're crazy! Who doesn't know that Qi Xihua has never been able to survive three rounds once as long as he comes on stage. He is famously abolished. How could anyone bet on him to win?"

"I spent tens of billions to bet on a waste and won. Is this person drunk or crazy?!"

"It may not be so. This person bet on Qi Xihua, definitely to make a fuss, but how can Zhang Fengjiu's situation make people so easy to make money?"

"No matter what the purpose of this person is, the money will definitely be completely compensated! Look at it, this person will definitely be willing to die in a while! After all, it is not a small number to pay a loss of 10 billion!"

"I must be a novice! I'm still a rustic guy!"

“…!”

Amid the discussion, everyone on the field turned their attention to the front seat, and facing everyone, was Ji Haotian's unmoving back.

As a first-tier metropolis, Yunzhou has countless wealth, but 10 billion is no ordinary number, and it can match the market value of most medium-sized companies. The young man in the first place just bets and has invested such a big investment. Looking at Yunzhou, even the six-valve children with assets of over 100 billion would not dare to be so generous.

As the quotes flashed continuously, many celebrities in the venue also looked sideways, and their eyes were attracted by Ji Haotian. Although Ji Haotian's behavior of taking tens of billions of dollars was an extremely nouveau riche in the eyes of many spectators, this kind of spending a lot of money was inexplicably attractive in the eyes of those women. Coupled with Ji Haotian's handsome face, it was enough to make most women take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms.

However, in this venue, all the women's faces were slightly inferior to those of gentleness. It was precisely because of this that they were ashamed of themselves and restrained the impulse in their hearts.

Soon, the spotlight gradually gathered, and the black boxer Lu Zenggang took the lead and walked towards the stage. With Lu Zenggang's shopping mall, a noise suddenly sounded from the audience.

Lu Zenggang is twenty-four years old this year, and his physical strength is at its peak. Because he has been practicing martial arts for many years, his exposed muscles are solid and strong, and his steps are steady. He exudes a bitter aura all over his body, looking full of momentum.

Immediately, the Red Player Qi Xihua entered the field from the other side. Compared with Lu Zenggang, Qi Xihua's aura became countless, with a height of about 1.7 meters, a skinny body, and bruises everywhere on his body.

Qi Xihua was not a boxer. He was originally just a miscellaneous worker in Sifanglou. Later, due to a family change, he chose to be a boxer. Although no one could beat him, he could get a basic salary of 10,000 yuan in each boxing game. However, after Qi Xihua came on stage today, he found that his opponent was Lu Zenggang, who won thirteen consecutive victories in a row. His legs became weak and his scalp was numb.

In the previous thirteen games, Lu Zenggang had already killed six people. How could he not let Qi Xihua, who had no foundation in boxing, be frightened?

Seeing Qi Xihua's thin body and deep fear in his eyes, Ji Haotian shook his head slightly. Judging from the strength gap between the two sides, if he started, with Qi Xihua's physical fitness, even Lu Zenggang's full blown attack could not be withstand it, so how could he win?

However, with Ji Haotian present, there is no suspense that he will win this boxing game.

"Lingling!"

The ringtone starts again and the competition officially begins.

Because Sifanglou is an underground black fist, there is no referee or anything. The moment Lu Zenggang sounded, his body was already like an arrow from the string, and rushed straight towards Qi Xihua and suddenly punched him out.

Seeing this, Qi Xihua immediately raised his arms and protected his cheeks with his forearms.

"Bang!"

The sound of collision started, Lu Zenggang had not moved at all, and Qi Xihua had been knocked back several meters by him, and his back hit the protective net at the edge of the boxing ring.

"Well--"

Qi Xihua was punched, and beads of sweat the size of beans began to roll down his face. He looked down and saw that his arms, which had just been punched, were trembling, and his skin was covered with bruises.

"good!!"

Off the audience, Zhang Fengjiu saw that Lu Zenggang was in excellent condition today and immediately cheered.

It seems that Qi Xihua, not to mention Lu Zenggang's opponent, may not even be able to withstand Lu Zenggang's defense. Judging from Zhang Fengjiu's inner-class people's eyes, at most, with two more punches, Lu Zenggang can completely break Qi Xihua's defense.

It probably takes less than a minute to kill this person completely.

"Just because of a waste like you, you deserve to be my opponent?!"

On the stage, Lu Zenggang shouted disdainfully, then gathered his strength to attack Qi Xihua with a bang. Before he went on stage, he had received a notice that as long as he could kill Qi Xihua in the boxing ring today, he would get a bounty of 100 million yuan.

It seems that the profit of this 100 million is too simple.

As Lu Zenggang's second punch came out, all the spectators in the audience held their breath.

The match was decided before the start, so no one cared about how Lu Zenggang would end the game, but everyone was still waiting.

They were waiting, when Qi Xihua fell, the young man who spent tens of billions would show such an unconcealed despair.

One billion was thrown out, but not even a ripple was aroused. This kind of excitement is not something you can see every day.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

On the stage, Lu Zenggang's footsteps were dull as thunder as he gathered all his strength, and he rushed towards Qi Xihua.

On the seat of the leader, Ji Haotian curled up his fingers and gently flicked the table. The water cup shaking, and a few drops of water splashed into the air.

"brush!"

Ji Haotian flipped his wrist and a drop of water fell accurately on the fingertips of his middle finger. The originally warm boiled water condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Swoosh--"
Chapter completed!