Yang Ling came to the warehouse where the underground boxing match was held again.
This time the opponent is still a Russian, tall and burly. In terms of body shape, Yang Ling has no comparison in front of him. He is not a heavyweight player at all. But because of Yang Ling's outstanding performance in the last game,
Many more people won by buying Yang Ling than last time. But the odds are still 5 to 1.
"Mr. Yang, this Niner is a famous boxing champion in country E. He was a multiple-time MMA fighting champion. He was expelled due to many fouls and then started participating in underground boxing matches. His nickname is 'King of Murder'. Follow him
Basically none of the opponents are alive, so they cannot be ignored. What he is best at is his leg skills and locking skills. Mr. Yang, how confident are you?" Yu Shui introduced the opponent's situation and asked cautiously.
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Yang Ling smiled faintly, "What about you? How sure are you that you can beat him?"
Yu Shui was stunned and smiled coquettishly, "Half and half, maybe. He is a very powerful boxer under Boris. Boris sent him out this time because he must want to avenge his shame. Today's handicap
The opening is relatively large, I heard that the bet amount is close to several billion."
"These rich people really mishandle money. A few billion rubles is tens of millions of dollars." Yang Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"To them, billions are nothing." Yu Shui sighed secretly.
He also works hard for the Jin family, but the money he gets every year is pitiful. His income in a few years is not as much as what Yang Ling gave him in one day yesterday. Maybe, following a boss like this is also a good thing, right?
Thinking of this, Yu Shui hurriedly shook his head and tried his best to get this idea out of his mind.
He has followed Jin Yang for many years and is well aware of the Jin family's style of doing things. If he betrays the Jin family, how can the Jin family let him go? I'm afraid not only himself, but also his family will suffer too, right?
"I asked you to place bets for me, did you place bets?" Yang Ling asked.
"I invested. I also invested millions of dollars myself to buy you a chance to win." Yu Shui said quickly.
Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then just wait to collect the money."
Even Yang Ling felt that the money came a little too fast. With ten million US dollars and an odds of 5 to 1, if he wins, it will be 50 million US dollars. Plus other people's bets, if he really wins, it is estimated that
Will Boris vomit blood due to the loss?
"Tell him that you can only win this game, not lose." Peter came over, looked at Yang Ling, then turned to Yu Shui and said.
Yu Shui translated Peter's words to Yang Ling truthfully. Yang Ling smiled coldly and said, "I can't guarantee this. If he wants to win, he will compete by himself."
Yu Shui was slightly stunned, not knowing how to translate it.
"Tell it like it is." Yang Ling said calmly.
Yu Shui shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to translate Yang Ling's words truthfully.
After hearing this, Peter frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Yu Shui, you should know that our boss has placed a heavy bet on this game. You know the consequences if you lose. You are the one to find the person."
Come on, don't blame me for not giving you face when the time comes."
Yu Shui smiled and looked at Yang Ling, not daring to translate.
Yang Ling smiled slightly, patted the back of Peter's hand gently, and suddenly grabbed his wrist and squeezed it hard. Suddenly, Peter felt as if there was an iron pliers clamping tightly on him, and the pain was excruciating.
But there were so many people at the scene that he didn't dare to scream, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
"Don't threaten me with this. If I want your life, it's as simple as crushing an ant to death." Yang Ling said coldly in Russian.
After the words fell, Yang Ling let go of his hand.
Yu Shui and Peter were stunned and couldn't help laughing. No one expected that Yang Ling could actually understand Russian. This was basically pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. However, because Yang Ling was going to finish the game soon, although Peter was unhappy, he did not dare to say anything or do anything.
What. If it hurts Yang Ling and makes him unable to compete, how can Yegor let him go?
"Mr. Yang, do you understand Russian?" Yu Shui asked sarcastically.
"I didn't say I didn't understand, I was just too lazy to say it. I believe that in the near future, Chinese will become the world's universal language, and everyone in the world must be able to speak Chinese," Yang Ling said firmly.
The corners of Yu Shui's mouth twitched and he forced a smile, not knowing how to respond.
"Come on stage." Peter looked at Yang Ling, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
"Mr. Yang, remember, you must not be merciful. This murderer king is not a good person. Even if you kill him, you are just doing harm to the people." Yu Shui said hurriedly, worried that Yang Ling would lose the chance of fighting because of his soft heart, which would lead to his failure in the end.
Yang Ling smiled faintly, got up and walked to the court.
Facing Ninel's huge body of over 1.9 meters, Yang Ling can't help but look a little thin. Visually, Yang Ling has no chance of winning. Many people even believe that if Ninel punches him, Yang Ling's small body will probably even have bones.
They will all be smashed to pieces, right? The famous murderer is not a name he deserves in vain.
Even Yegor was full of worry at this time and clenched his fists tightly.
"It seems that you are a little nervous. It's only a few tens of billions. You can't afford to lose, can you? Will the fifth young master of the dignified Andre family care about this little money?" Boris teased.
Yegor snorted angrily and said: "The outcome is still unknown. I'm afraid you will be the loser in a while."
"Really? You've never heard of the name of the Killer King. Do you think you, the Chinese, will be his opponent? You'd better not be so lucky. I advise you to prepare the money quickly.
"Don't worry, I'll give you a 10% discount at the worst." Boris smiled proudly, looking confident.
"No need." Yegor snorted angrily.
As the bell rang, the game on the field officially began.
Yang Ling still stood calmly and did not make a move. The murderer Niner also looked at him doubtfully, as if he did not believe that he could directly KO the boxer last night. For a while, he could not figure out the details of Yang Ling. Niner
You don't dare to take action rashly.
The atmosphere on the field suddenly became a little weird, which surprised the surrounding spectators.
This is not like the murderous king's usual style.
"You don't want to do it? Since you don't do it, I'll do it first." Yang Ling smiled slightly, suddenly took a step forward, and punched him hard.
As Yu Shui said, this is not a competition, but a battle of life and death, and there is no room for mercy. Otherwise, you may very well be facing your own death.
Ninel snorted coldly and raised his fist to meet him.