Under Peter's arrangement, Yang Ling quickly left the game.
Before going off, Yang Ling bought all the hundreds of thousands he had just won in the casino to win for himself, and it was a direct KO.
Odds: If the opponent wins, you will lose one to one, if Yang Ling wins, you will lose ten, if you KO in three minutes, you will lose fifteen, and if you KO, you will lose twenty.
With such odds, it is obvious that Yang Ling is not optimistic about it. With such a handicap, most people chose to buy the boxer who just won.
Not far away, Yegor looked at Yang Ling and frowned slightly.
He has already lost miserably in these games. If he continues to lose, it will be difficult for him to bear it.
"Egor, it seems that you really have no one left. Where did you find him? Haha, with his appearance, he is clearly asking me to make money." Boris on the side said with a proud smile.
"Hmph, do you dare to bet bigger?" Yegor snorted angrily and said angrily.
Although he didn't believe that Yang Ling could win, he couldn't lose his momentum, right? If Yang Ling really lost and it hurt him, he would deal with Yang Ling and Peter together to vent his anger.
"Okay, how much is the bet?" Boris agreed.
"Hurry up and bet 100 million." Yegor gritted his teeth.
"One hundred million? That's almost more than 1.6 million U.S. dollars. Since you gave me money to spend, I won't be polite. Okay, just 100 million." Boris was smug, as if he had a chance to win.
In the past few days, he had relied on this boxer to defeat dozens of Yegor's boxers and won a lot of money. He did not believe that the seemingly thin Yang Ling could be the opponent of his boxer.
"We'll open the handicap separately. The old rule is that you can only buy the opponent's boxer to win the handicap." Boris smiled sinisterly.
Although this is a temporary extra match and the handicap is opened late, there will not be too many bets. However, with such odds, Yegor will still have to bleed a lot.
"Huh!" Yegor glared at him angrily, stood up and walked to Peter's side, "I tell you, if you lose again in this game, don't bother me to do it myself, just solve it yourself."
"Boss, this...this..." Peter broke out in cold sweat.
"You can do it for yourself." Yegor snorted angrily, returned to his seat and sat down. As he walked, Yegor's eyes swept over Yang Ling's body.
Soon, everyone at the scene and on the online handicap had basically finished placing their bets. Very few people bought Yang Ling to win, let alone buying him to directly KO the opponent's boxer. Most people bought the opponent's boxer to win. One loss.
One, the total amount of bets was nearly 200 million rubles. If Yang Ling lost, Yegor would have lost 300 million.
As for Yang Ling, he couldn't help but use the millions he won in the casino to buy himself a direct KO of the opponent, and also gave Yu Shui money to buy 50 million rubles to KO the opponent himself. If he could win, he would lose 20 per one, Boris
Billions to lose.
Although Yu Shui didn't know why Yang Ling was so confident, it didn't matter to him since it was Yang Ling's money. He just felt that Yang Ling was taking too many risks. He had seen the other boxer's matches and it was not easy to beat him.
Not to mention a direct KO.
Not long after, the game officially started.
Yang Ling walked onto the court and looked at the opponent calmly.
The other party waved his fist provocatively, and his burly muscles looked really scary. Obviously, the other party didn't take Yang Ling seriously at all. He grinned and said some swear words, and his face was full of flesh and blood, which made him look slightly disgusting.
When the bell rang, the opponent punched Yang Ling with a "whoop" punch. The casserole-like fist roared towards him, and its power should not be underestimated.
Yang Ling flew up and hit the opponent's ear with a side kick. The powerful force directly knocked the opponent to the ground and he was unconscious on the spot.
It only took one second, a direct KO, and almost no one at the scene could react.
Immediately, there were waves of cursing sounds.
Yegor, on the other hand, laughed endlessly and was extremely excited. What he cared about was not that Yang Ling won money for him in this game, but that he gained this breath for him.
Yang Ling didn't even look at the opponent's boxer and walked off the field leisurely.
"Mr. Yang, we have sent it." Yu Shui said excitedly, "If I had known earlier, I would have bought it with you."
"It doesn't matter. Each of us will receive half of the money." Yang Ling smiled faintly.
Yu Shui couldn't help being stunned and looked at him in shock, "No, no, how can I ask for so much money."
"What? You don't treat me as a friend?" Yang Ling glared at him, "Master Jin and I are partners. I know you don't actually make much money every year, so these money are just for me to make you a friend. From now on, here
Bian, I still have a lot of things to rely on you, so don't be polite to me."
"Then...then I thank Mr. Yang." Yu Shui said excitedly.
Although he has been doing things for Jin Yang and he is taking care of a lot of business here, he still has to pay the accounts on time. In fact, he doesn't get much every year. But Yang Ling just throws it away casually.
Giving him nearly 10 million US dollars, how could this not make him excited?
For Yang Ling, these are nothing but windfalls. Although it is not a small amount of money, if he can bribe Yu Shui, it will be very useful to him in the future. As the saying goes, cannibalism and short-handedness, Yu Shui will only be afraid of it in the future.
It’s hard not to be at your own mercy, right?
"Tell him that this is his reward." Peter came over and handed 200,000 rubles into Yu Shui's hand. He looked at Yang Ling as he spoke, "Ask him if he would like to fight again in the future?
As long as you can win, the reward will be doubled."
Yu Shui smiled secretly, how could Yang Ling care about this little money? However, he still conveyed Peter's words to Yang Ling truthfully.
"Let him make arrangements to notify me." Yang Ling said calmly, glancing at Yegor not far away. He believed that after his performance just now, Yegor would definitely remember him deeply. In this way, he wanted to
It's not difficult to get close to him.
Yegor looked at Boris next to him and couldn't help but smile proudly: "I'm sorry, you have lost billions."
With a cold smile, Boris said: "It's only less than 20 million US dollars, I can still afford to lose. But you, you are hiding it so secretly, you have such a master who has just released it now, this
You have made it clear that you are cheating me. Yegor, if you have the guts, let’s have another bet, but as usual, let’s bet another three billion in private.”
"Okay. Since you want to give me money to spend, I can't help but ask for it." Yegor smiled proudly.
"We have an agreement." Boris snorted angrily, stood up and left.
Looking at his leaving figure, Yegor smiled coldly, then looked at Peter and waved.
"Tell him that the game will continue tomorrow night and he will be paid one million. However, he is only allowed to win, not lose." Yegor said while looking at Yang Ling.