The boxing match was held in an indoor basketball court in the resort. Except for the prohibition of attacks on vital organs such as the vagina and throat, there were not many rules and restrictions in other aspects. There were no protective gear and the restrictions of the boxing ring expanded the venue to include basketball
The size of the field allows different boxers to perform their best.
Before entering the arena, Zhang Zhe and the others saw tonight's schedule, including two warm-up matches and two regular matches. The lists of boxers from both sides were also briefly listed here. What left him speechless was that after all the previous matches,
Qingtian said that Zhang Antai will also play. Now he is playing, but it is a warm-up game! And Zhao Xiaoyun is the last regular game!
The warm-up match is just to warm up the show and add excitement. The level of the boxers will not be very high, and the competition will generally not be very intense. This arrangement makes Zhang Zhe very confused. Is it Zhang Antai’s intention or Bi Qingtian’s wish?
Have you seen Zhao Xiaoyun's skills? Or... is tonight's opponent an inhuman master?
Looking at the odds posted by the bookmaker, Zhang Antai, who has always played regular games here and performed well, is undoubtedly the favorite in tonight's warm-up match. The odds for him to win are 1:1.1, 10 to 1. This is the first time.
, a complete stranger, Zhao Xiaoyun in the finale did not become the biggest upset. His opponent won by 1:1.75, and he won by 1:2. There was a gap, but it was not too big.
This made Zhang Zhe, who was suspicious, even more weird. The odds were exaggerated, and he was more unpopular, but he was more at ease. Without proving his strength, how could he get such odds based on the figures of Bi Qingtian or Zhao Xiaoyun?
He pulled Zhao Xiaoyun aside and whispered: "These grandsons are just trying to put you on stage. You should watch the warm-up competition ahead. Unless you are sure of winning, you will quit later! By the way, quitting is real.
Like Bi Qingtian said? It’s not considered a loss, and you won’t be held accountable?”
Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head, "If I participate, I will receive an appearance fee of 10,000 yuan, and if I win, I will receive a bonus of 50,000 yuan. If I withdraw, I will not get a penny. But it seems that there is no mention of being held accountable..."
"That won't work! If you have any problems, leave it to Bi Qingtian. Let's just watch the fun in peace. Later, you can directly say that you are not feeling well and ask to quit!" Zhang Zhe warned: "Others should worry about the boss's face.
I'm afraid of being punished when I go back, I'm your boss, I don't want to lose face, safety comes first!"
"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Zhao Xiaoyun was grateful for a while, but said with a guilty conscience: "But I... want to fight..."
"Are you stupid? We don't understand what's going on, so we're just going to fight like this?" Zhang Zhe glared at him.
Zhao Xiaoyun whispered: "I know Brother Zhang, you have thought more carefully than me. You don't care about face for my safety. I am also very grateful. But... the opponent assigned to me this time is a foreigner. If I withdraw,
, it is the face of the Chinese people that is lost! And as a martial arts practitioner, we are proud of Chinese martial arts. If we dare not challenge foreigners in martial arts, it will not only lose the face of the Chinese people, but also the face of martial arts.
Many Chinese people who think that martial arts is nothing more than showy fists and embellished legs even look down upon martial arts."
"..." Zhang Zhe was a little speechless. He looked at him for a while and sighed: "Should I say you are patriotic or an angry youth? Forget it, everyone has been young, so just fight for your beliefs!"
Patriotism is a good thing, but the country often doesn't love you. Chinese people are all third-class, while foreigners are always first-class. It is also a good thing to be proud of the Chinese, but it is precisely the Chinese who poison the Chinese and treat themselves as human beings. They are corrupt and privileged.
, there are endless poisonous foods, the best domestic products are sold abroad, and the inferior ones are sold domestically...
"Brother Zhang, don't worry, I will never embarrass you, embarrass martial arts, or embarrass the Chinese people!" Zhao Xiaoyun said firmly, his eyes full of eager desire.
Zhang Zhe's heart moved and he asked in a low voice: "I'm going to bet on you to win. Don't be humble now. Tell me what your strength is."
Zhao Xiaoyun scratched his head: "It's hard to say, I have never met an opponent, and I don't know the details. But if this foreigner is just a little stronger than Zhang Antai, I can still knock him down. And I have strong resistance to fighting.
Even if you lack experience, at most it will take you a little more time.”
"I believe you! Don't play tricks on me, or you will lose all my wife's money later."
"I will not let you down!"
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When Zhang Zhe went to place his bet, Yeats pulled him and whispered: "Zhang Zhe, do you have any inside information? Can you help me win a little bit?"
"Okay, how much capital do you have?"
Yeats looked at him pitifully: "How much money can I, a little orphan, have? I spent the night at your place last night, and I have no money... Can you lend it to me? I'll pay you back if I win.
You."
Zhang Zheming knew that she was pretending to be pitiful, but this was really her situation, so he nodded: "Okay! I'll give you a thousand dollars in advance."
"A thousand? How embarrassed are you!" Yeats immediately shouted. Zhao Xiaoyun's odds were not exaggerated, they were just one to one. If he bet a thousand, he would get back two thousand, but he only made a thousand dollars. Of course she found it boring.
Already.
Having said that, Zhang Zhe was really a little embarrassed, because he was ready to take a risk and spend most of his net worth of 500,000 at once! "Then...how about ten thousand?"
Yeats smiled like a flower: "It's not bad, it's almost the same, but... can there be a little more?" She came close to him again and whispered in his ear: "At worst, you won't tell me when you peek at someone's breasts in the future.
Can I open it a little bit for you to see...?"
Of course Zhang Zhe knew that she was making an idle note, and maybe he wouldn't be given the opportunity to take a peek in the future, but hearing it in public like this still made him feel a little shaken. "Okay, then I'll just do it."
I will give you one hundred thousand dollars to see if you are willing to marry me."
"It's possible!" Yeats said with a smile.
"The young couple are whispering!" Qi Zhongtao came over with a smile, disturbing the two of them.
"Uncle Qi, you haven't come in yet?" Zhang Zhe called with a smile, and Yeats nodded in greeting.
Qi Zhongtao looked at the place where the bets were placed, and asked with a half-smile: "Do you want to play too? Do you want the boss to lend you some capital?"
"Huh?" Zhang Zhe was startled, wondering what he meant. Bi Qingtian wants to take the initiative to borrow money?
Qi Zhongtao smiled, but whispered: "Tell Zhao Xiaoyun to fight to win. The boss can lend you money to place bets."
Zhang Zhe immediately realized that Bi Qingtian and the bookmaker were going to manipulate the boxing match! This way Zhao Xiaoyun's odds made sense. The opponent had shown his power here, and was not much different from the unfamiliar Zhao Xiaoyun. Most people would beat the foreigner to win.
, the banker achieved the effect of attracting funds. And Zhao Xiaoyun was provided and recommended by Bi Qingtian. He was sure to beat Zhao Xiaoyun, and others would think that it was because they knew Zhao Xiaoyun's strength.
The banker and Bi Qingtian will be the winners. They have shared the majority of the profits, and now they are giving Zhang Zhe some soup!
After thinking about it, Zhang Zhe smiled and returned: "Then I will go crazy for a while. Please help me, Boss Bi, to give me one million dollars. I will make Xiaoyun stand firm to the end!"
The muscles on Qi Zhongtao's face trembled. One million, this guy is too dark, right? When he mentioned fifty thousand or one hundred thousand before, Zhang Zhe looked a little coveted. He thought his appetite was for one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand.
.Unexpectedly, the lion opened his mouth!
But compared to the interests of the entire boxing match... "Okay, I promise you on behalf of the boss. Don't make a mistake, otherwise the consequences will be serious." Qi Zhongtao did not forget to warn.
Seeing him leave first, Zhang Zhe secretly smiled bitterly. If he had bet 500,000 yuan alone, he would have lost at most. Now it is related to the interests of the banker and Bi Qingtian. When the other party hints that he will let go,
Can you let them go if they lose?
"You opened your mouth with one, one million, you are so fierce!" Yeats complimented like an idiot, and asked weakly: "Does this include my one hundred thousand?"
Zhang Zhe looked at her: "You just heard it. I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck. Now the chance of winning is greater, but the risk is also greater. Have you thought clearly about whether you want to take the risk?"
"Bang! You're sure of it. It's stupid, only fools don't take risks." Yeats said in a low voice.
Zhang Zhe nodded, "You can take my card later and place bets in your name... a total of 600,000, of which 100,000 will be loaned to you!"
Yeats's little mouth couldn't be opened and closed, and he even stuttered a little in his heart. Another six or six hundred thousand? This guy is so ruthless! Where did he get so much money?
