"Oh, look at my brain, I have even forgotten this..." Old Ivan slapped his forehead, with a smile on his face, he looked like an old fox.
"Old Ivan, you also know that I have always been short of money..." Hearing Qin Feng's words, Peng Hong also reacted, rubbed the two fingers of his right hand, snapped his fingers, and said: "One price, three
For one hundred thousand dollars, I will help you fight this boxing match..."
"What? Three hundred thousand?"
Before Peng Hong finished speaking, old Ivan jumped up and said angrily: "Peng, my old friend, you really disappoint me. You have to know that three hundred thousand dollars can buy a lot of money in your country."
It’s a villa, you can’t be so greedy..."
"No, I'm not greedy at all..." After realizing it, Peng Hong was still good at negotiating business. After all, he had been running around all these years and he was a profiteer himself.
"Old Ivan, you know my strength. When the time comes, you just need to do some tricks on the odds. I'm afraid you can make three million, not to mention three hundred thousand."
Peng Hong rarely played black boxing before, but he has been around Peng Hong for these years and has watched it frequently. Therefore, he also knows that there is gambling in black market boxing matches, and the key to winning or losing naturally lies with players like himself.
Take the previous match between Peng Hong and Basong as an example. Basong was ranked twelfth in the world in black market boxing at that time. He was already considered a figure and had a certain reputation in Thailand and Russia.
The seeded player of the year came out.
At that time, Peng Hong was a little-known figure. He had never boxed in the black market, let alone had any reputation. In the eyes of many people, his match with Basong was just a match for Basong.
Just a warm-up.
So in that game, the organizer offered a payout ratio of 0.80 to 1 and 9 to 1.
In other words, if you buy Basong Ying for $1,000, the banker will only pay the principal and 800 US dollars, but if you buy Peng Hongying for 1,000 US dollars, the banker will lose the principal of 9,000 US dollars.
Judging from the odds, everyone will think that Basong will win.
The same was true for the betting at that time. Almost 99% of the people bought Basong to win. Only the 1% who wanted to make a big deal out of a small bet placed their bets on Peng Hong.
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Although the final result was that both sides suffered losses, Peng Hong knocked Basong unconscious. Even though he himself was seriously injured and fell to the ground, he won the final victory. This also made the scene shattered.
No one could have imagined that this would be the result.
Therefore, the black market boxing in that game also made Old Ivan a huge profit. In addition to paying out the compensation to the few people who defeated Peng Hongying, he earned nearly 10 million, so this time he met
Only when you arrive in Penghong will you be greeted with such a smile.
"Peng, what if you lose?"
Old Ivan's face became solemn, because he also thought of this. Peng Hong only had a black market boxing fight three years ago, and his name has long been forgotten. It can be said that now
Peng Hong is still just a newcomer.
A newcomer will face off against Basong, who is ranked sixth in the world. I believe the gamblers will wave their dollars to buy Basong and win.
What's more, the VIPs invited this time include rich people from all over the world. If it is really popular, the profit of the boxing match organizer will be far more than 10 to 20 million US dollars. Speaking of which, Peng Hong only opened 3
The price of one hundred thousand US dollars is really not high.
"My life is gone if I lose. So what else is there to say?"
Peng Hong's eyes were fixed on old Ivan and he said: "This is originally a gamble. It's just that I gamble with my life and you gamble with your money. I dare to gamble, so why don't you dare to gamble?"
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If he hadn't just advanced to the Anjin realm, Peng Hong would never have dared to say this. But now he has the confidence. Even if Basong has made great progress in the past few years, Peng Hong is sure to defeat him.
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"Okay, as long as you can win, I will give you half a million US dollars..." Old Ivan stared at Peng Hong's eyes without showing any signs of weakness and said, "But this time you have to beat him to death. Bassong beat him to death last year."
I lost one of my best seed boxers, and I want him to die..."
It is not easy for a Siberian training camp to train a black market boxer. If it is from their own camp, then this black market boxer is a cash cow. It can make huge profits for the training camp.
If the black market boxers they train are entrusted by others, the entrusting party will also have to pay an astronomical fee to the training camp. But a dead black market boxer is worthless, so old Ivan will
I have so much resentment towards Basong.
Originally, Old Ivan had made an arrangement. He was going to let Basong face the black market boxer who is now ranked second in the world in the main match. However, now that Peng Hong appeared out of nowhere, Old Ivan immediately changed his mind.
Just imagine a boxer who is new to the industry defeats the No. 6 fighter in the world. What a big stunt this will be.
"I will definitely beat him to death..." Peng Hong subconsciously touched his ribs and gritted his teeth. The injury to his ribs has not healed in the past few years. If he hadn't met Qin Feng, this hidden injury might have
Be with him forever.
"Okay, then I'll make arrangements first..." Old Ivan turned around and walked out the door, saying: "I will ask someone to bring the life and death agreement over when we eat later. Peng, if you sign it, you will not be allowed to do it."
Use regret..."
"I can't find the word regret in my dictionary..." Peng Hong said categorically.
"How's it going? Are you sure?"
After old Ivan walked out, Qin Feng looked at Peng Hong. He knew that black market boxing often relied on personal bravery and momentum. Even a master-level master would die if he had no fighting experience.
Under the punch of ordinary boxers.
"I'm sure, Bassong's skills are all on his elbows and knees. As long as I can prevent his offensive routine, I can kill him..."
Peng Hong nodded. After the match with Basong, he had systematically learned Muay Thai and even made a special trip to Thailand. Even if he only learned a little bit about it, as for the killer moves in Muay Thai,
But I learned a lot.
What's more, Peng Hong also has experience in battlefield fighting. Basong's bravery cannot scare him at all, so now Peng Hong is really confident and has absolute certainty to kill Basong.
"Qin Feng, in fact, if you go to fight, you can definitely get the first place in the world." Peng Hong suddenly thought of Qin Feng's skills and couldn't help but say this.
"Shall I fight?"
Qin Feng's expression is a little weird. Not to mention that he is now worth hundreds of millions, and he doesn't care about those bets at all. Even if he can see the money, these black market boxers are still vulnerable in his eyes. If Qin Feng ends up
, it’s simply bullying.
"Oh, I forgot, you are not short of money at all..."
Seeing the expression on Qin Feng's face, Peng Hong smiled bitterly. People who engage in black market boxing often have one thing in common, that is, they are poor, and they are extremely poor. A million like Qin Feng is not considered money.
How can a person, like a bitter person, go to the boxing ring and fight with others?
"It's not a matter of lack of money, it's because those people are too weak..."
Qin Feng made no secret of his disdain for black market boxing. Just like Alessandro, Qin Feng now looks down on him, and Alejandro has won the world boxing championship of black market boxing several times.
"That's what you said..." If it were another person who said this, Peng Hong might laugh at him for talking nonsense, but when this sentence came out of Qin Feng's mouth, it was taken for granted in Peng Hong's ears.
Yes.
Although he has entered the realm of dark strength, when Peng Hong looked at Qin Feng, he still couldn't see through it at all. In his eyes, Qin Feng still had no characteristics of a warrior at all. If he hadn't seen Qin Feng take action with his own eyes,
, Peng Hong would really treat him as an ordinary person.
"Okay, Peng, I have already arranged your affairs. Haha, I believe that tomorrow, this black market boxing match will shock the whole world..."
While Qin Feng was talking to Peng Hong, Old Ivan walked into the living room. Behind him were two chefs and two servants carrying trays, who quickly set up the table.
"Peng, the top quality caviar costs hundreds of dollars per gram..."
After inviting Peng Hong and Qin Feng to the dining table, Old Ivan said: "You have a good meal and then take a rest. Your game is at ten o'clock in the evening. Is there any problem?"
"No problem, old Ivan, you won't regret making this decision..."
Peng Hong raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was just past six o'clock, which meant that he still had more than three hours to rest, which was enough for Peng Hong to adjust his condition to its peak.
"Haha, I love hearing this sentence the most. Peng, you have to know that Ivan is always right."
After hearing Peng Hong's words, Old Ivan burst out laughing. He had already arranged for someone to go out. Tonight's warm-up match will be a duel between Basong and someone who is not ranked in the world. Old Ivan is very cunning.
The situation of the fight between the two a few years ago was concealed.
"This caviar is good, Brother Hong, eat more." Qin Feng didn't care so much. While Peng Hong and old Ivan were chatting, he was already eating a lot. The small amount of caviar on the plate, for a moment,
He ate half of it in a short time.
"God, are you eating gold?" Seeing Qin Feng gobbling it up over there, Old Ivan couldn't help it. He no longer bothered to talk to Peng Hongduo, picked up his knife and fork and threw himself into the battle.
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"Peng, I hope you can have a good rest. By the way, do you want me to arrange a masseur for you?" After finishing the meal, Old Ivan solemnly said to Peng Hong: "This game is very important to me.
You must win..."
When he said this, there was a flash of murderous intent in Old Ivan's eyes. Peng Hong knew that if he lost but survived, Old Ivan would never mind giving him a lift.
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