In advance, they thought they would see a wonderful battle.
But now, this is no longer a fight.
This is a horrible gambling game that they have never seen or heard of.
Everyone on the Pure Land was also crazy.
A terrifying bet between the two sides bets in total exceeding $100 billion.
Am I hallucinating?
It's so scary.
Inside the venue.
Huo Wenjian vs. Kong Cheng.
The bet is a total of HK$100 billion.
Off-field.
Jiang Wangshu vs Li Sehun.
The bet is also 100 billion.
But the unit is US dollars.
This is the limit that Li Shuxun can use with the support of Ji Lengyu.
In other words, if he loses, from now on, unless the Li family and his wife's parents help pay off the debt, he will have to eat slaughter for the rest of his life.
It depends on how important he has in the Li family.
It is even possible that the heir's position will be lost.
Without the identity of the heir of the richest Chinese, the senior member Jiang family will definitely let his wife divorce him.
Anyway, Lee Se-hoon bet on everything.
There is another link, that is, both sides stipulate that if Lee Se-hoon loses, he will take off all his money and jump into the sea and swim back to Hong Kong Island.
If Jiang Wangshu loses, he will not need to be offset by Ji Lengyu's previous instigation of Yang Ding's unfulfilled sputum bet to offset it.
This fixed the fact that Ji Lengyu was cheating from another level.
Everyone is irritated.
The previous bets were invalidated and they began to bet again.
Under various stimulations, the bets bet on both the red and black sides reached an astonishing 200 billion Hong Kong dollars.
For the Pure Land, this is also an unprecedented gamble.
As for whether he is the last queen, it is likely to depend on whether Su Mu will log in to the Pure Land in the future.
The odds of the bet remained one to one.
Because the gambling component is too large, there is no way to analyze the specific situation.
The boxers selected by both sides have been in a confidential state.
The boxer data are not confidential, each has its own strengths and weaknesses, which is a very test of the choice's vision.
clang!!
A loud gong sounded.
All the sounds in the Shura Field disappeared instantly.
A thick baritone actually rang out with a little tremolo:
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Shura Field."
The host, who was originally good at shaking atmosphere and making jokes, is now in a panic.
But if you can host such a boxing match, his future treatment will definitely increase.
"The competition is about to begin. Now I'm going to invite the Black boxer, he's from...!"
After the host introduced a lot of various introductions, a beam of light was given to Li Shixun's exit.
"Welcome... von Kraul!!"
In the midst of dead silence.
A white man with a figure of 1.9 meters tall and very thin, with a headband on his head, walked onto the ring casually.
After Von Kraul got on the ring, he made several movements casually.
Everyone suddenly changed their color.
The other party's lean muscles were like steel.
Just a few random high-pressure legs, cheating and knee-punching movements, the air actually made a sound that made people's scalp numb.
call!
Huh!
Huo Wenjian immediately changed his face.
Of course he knew that being able to make a sound of breaking through the air with his legs shows how terrifying the power and speed of the other party's legs are.
Several actions immediately caused a burst of joy.
Obviously, these are the people who bet on this Von Klauer.
These people began to whistle and scream, raising momentum for the boxer.
Von Kraul's muscles showed a streamlined beauty, wearing only a pair of special stretch shorts.
There were scars everywhere on the back and thighs, and it was obvious that he was a super strong man who had been through many battles.
Jiang Wangshu suddenly felt very unconfident in his heart.
As you can see from the other party's scar, this guy is not just a super strong man, but extremely cunning.
Most of his injuries were concentrated on his back and thighs.
These places are either thick in meat or strong in resistance to hitting.
There are no scars on my chest and stomach.
He looked at Su Mu quietly and found that Su Mu was always the old god, as if he was sure to win.
On Li Shixun's side, the expressions of several people seemed to have improved a lot.
The host began to introduce the boxer of Hong Fang again.
When I heard the name, at least half of the people in the field wailed at the same time, and the other half became more and more crazy.
Li Shixun and others were stunned at first, but then their faces were full of ecstasy.
They heard the name of a woman.
Among the ten boxers before, there was only one woman.
"Ask the Red Square boxer...Lisa!"
Under the same spotlight, the boxer named Lisa, wearing a hoodie, wearing a pair of black stretch shorts and a vest, walked out silently.
Her body is slender, her body is almost covered with scars, and a tragic atmosphere is permeated.
Her muscles are not very obvious, but they are also clearly lined.
But there is no way to compare with Von Kraul.
In terms of height, she is at least twenty centimeters shorter.
In terms of weight, she was at least thirty kilograms lighter.
In terms of strength, the gap between men and women is even greater.
It can be said that Lisa is far from a rival to Von Klauer in any aspect.
How can I fight this?
Many people who bet on the red side have already started cursing loudly.
After all, they bet heavily.
Tens of millions or hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars are enough to make many rich second-generations bankrupt and even anger the family.
After Lisa walked onto the ring.
The host shouted:
"Now, close the ring."
With a low rattle, the ground began to slowly rise around the arena, a circle of iron cages covered with thorns.
At this time, Su Mu's voice sounded:
"Young Master Ji, are you interested? Let me add some bets?"
Su Mu's voice was not loud, but no matter how much the audience made a noise, everyone could hear it clearly.
All kinds of sounds disappeared suddenly.
Ji Lengyu didn't expect that Su Mu would actually look for her.
She sneered:
"What do you want to bet on?"
Su Mu smiled:
"It must be boring to bet. How many gold coins can you take out?"
Ji Lengyu's face became extremely ugly in an instant.
Of course she knew what Xuanhuang gold coins were.
But how much can she take out?
She can do nothing.
She, the deacon in the Hall of Heroes, has only a name.
Don’t look at the terrifying group of preceptors under your command, the Son of God will be scared.
But, there is no money.
She only has the authority to govern the precepts and supervise Zhu Youchun.
However, she did not mobilize the resources in Zhu Youchun's hands.
Of course, she could not be short of money. The assets of the Ji family are far from comparable to those of secular families.
If you really want to get the Ji family, you can easily convert it into US dollars, and there is still 5 million yuan.
But the same thing is true: such assets cannot be converted into currency on the earth.
If that's the case, the earth has exploded.
The secular ones return to the secular ones, and the sects return to the sect.
The value of the sect can only be reflected in the currency of the earth, but it cannot be specific to a certain aspect.
As the same goes, your eyes can only see a village.
This isolated village represents the earth.
All the wealth of a village is no more than one hundred.
Suddenly one day, the dad who was tearing the green onion ran to the village and said that he would invest in five small goals and build a pig farm for you.
What do you think?
That's right.
absurd!
That's what it feels.
Ji Lengyu knew that Su Mu and the blood group had won the final victory several times.
There were so many Xuanhuang gold coins in his hand.