A large group of people looked at Du Qingchen and Zhu Zhijun.
Just now, almost no one was optimistic about the bald boxer, but now it's better, and Du Qingchen actually took advantage of him again.
The bald boxer did not choose to continue the match, but stepped down from the stage and came to Scar Knife to get his 200,000 reward.
This is the tragedy of boxers. They work hard in the ring, but their income is less than a fraction of what the audience below.
He was seriously injured. A friend came over and helped him to the infirmary to treat the wound. Then he could leave. If he still wanted to fight, he would have a chance next time.
"Please stay."
The scarred man said.
The bald head looked back at him.
"This is my business card. If you want to join us, your remuneration will not be lower than it is now, and you can make more money."
The scarred man handed over his business card.
The bald man took the business card, glanced at it, then turned and left without saying whether to join or not.
As soon as he left, a man suddenly ran out from the crowd and laughed loudly: "I won, I won, one million. This is such good luck. I just came here and made the wrong choice. I didn't expect it."
Won the jackpot!”
A young man came over and bet one million, which has now quadrupled to four million.
"Congratulations!"
The scarred man made a lot of money this time, almost killing everyone, so he paid the money with a smile.
Du Qingchen turned to the fat man who had just mocked him and smiled: "Look, a miracle happened again, another upset. Remember, who will know the result before the game is over."
He got up, ignoring the fat man whose face turned red, and went to collect the money with Zhu Zhijun.
Three million became twelve million, and Du Qingchen now earned fifteen million.
The money comes really fast.
For him, money itself is just a number. He has no idea about it, so naturally he doesn't take it to heart.
But Zhu Zhijun is different. He bet two million, and now it has become eight million. Adding the one million just now, he has made nine million tonight.
He smiled from ear to ear.
The scarred man lost 20 million in one lump sum, his face remained as usual, and he said with a smile: "You are so lucky, Mr. Zhu, this friend you found is very interesting."
"Can I still be detained?" Du Qingchen asked with a smile.
The scarred man said: "Of course, there is another boxer from out of town tonight. He is also coming to fight tonight. Please wait a moment."
Then, the host began to introduce the two people who were going to fight next.
One is a tall man from the other side of the ocean. He is as strong as an ox. Moreover, he has participated in many professional competitions abroad and has achieved quite outstanding results.
His name is Migis, and his opponent is the No. 7 boxer who was decided by lot in the boxing gym. His name is not important. He has a very famous nickname, called Viper. He has been boxing here for a short time, and he has fought six times in total.
They all won by luck.
The boxer nicknamed the Viper is less than 1.7 meters tall and looks relatively short, which is in sharp contrast to Migis.
Du Qingchen looked at these two people and then at the audience present.
These viewers started placing bets again.
Seventy percent of the people bet that Migis would win the game, another 10% of the people bet on the Viper, and 20% of the people did not bet. They were waiting and watching. To put it bluntly, they were all watching Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen won the bet twice in a row, which was a big surprise. Everyone felt that he was unlucky and wanted to see if they could get lucky with him.
"Brother Chen, who are you keeping?"
After asking, Du Qingchen found out that the odds for the Viper were 1 to 2, while the odds for Migis were 1.2 to 1.
Obviously, even in the boxing arena, they feel that Viper can't defeat Migis. After all, the latter is a professional boxer and has a big head.
"Then let's bet on the poisonous snake."
After Du Qingchen finished speaking, he smiled at the scarred man and said, "I made fifteen million tonight, so I'll just go all-in on the Viper and win."
Scarface's expression changed slightly, and he felt that there was something evil going on tonight.
"good."
The person who runs a restaurant cannot be afraid that the customers will be able to eat. He can only accept the food.
Zhu Zhijun obeyed Du Qingchen's orders and said without thinking: "I made nine million tonight, I will add another million, and I will bet ten million, and I will also bet on the viper to win."
sweat……
Their words shocked the surrounding audience into booing.
The bet is bigger.
It's not like no one bets up to 10 million in normal times, but that's not much. Everyone comes out to play, so there's no need to work so hard. You've made so much, do you have to bet all at once?
The key is, no matter how you look at it, Viper is not outstanding. Although he has won six games in the past, each time was thrilling and lucky. Why can he win?
Those who are brave enough will follow Du Qingchen.
There are also some people who simply don’t bet and want to take a look first before talking.
In the ring, as the referee's whistle blew, Migis and Viper No. 7 began to fight.
As everyone guessed, Migis and the poisonous snake were not on the same level. In less than a minute, he had already grabbed the poisonous snake, turned it around on his head, and threw it violently outside.
The few people who were betting on the Viper to win were now exclaiming, while those who were betting on the Megis were standing up and cheering to celebrate their victory.
Zhu Zhijun's eyes widened and his heart sank.
But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.
The viper was not thrown out of the ring. He hooked his right foot and actually hooked a rope on the barrier. His body hit the barrier and bounced like a spring, more like a launching cannonball. His whole body
Everyone hit Migis who was raising his hands and cheering.
The audience below the ring screamed, and before Migis could react, his head sank and his giant-like body fell to the ground.
He had no chance to get up, because the poisonous snake had already sat on his neck, grabbed one of his ears, made a fist with the other hand, and hit him hard on the temple.
Bang bang bang!
After a series of fists fell, Migis struggled for a few times and then gave up the game, slapping his hands on the ground repeatedly.
The referee's whistle sounded and the viper was pulled away.
won.
The viper really won.
It was beyond everyone's expectation.
The battle ended so quickly.
The scarred man's face was unusually gloomy.
Just now, he didn't lose money tonight, but all the money he made went to Du Qingchen and Zhu Zhijun.
It's all cheap for them.
How could he not be angry?
After a while, it wasn't until someone carried Migis away that everyone realized what was happening. Curses and cheers came one after another.
Du Qingchen and Zhu Zhijun came to Scar.
"Is there another game tonight?" Du Qingchen asked.
"No more." Scarface replied gloomily.
Du Qingchen smiled and said: "Then what will happen to me? You won't object, right?"