Just three seconds later, countless mineral water bottles, cans, fruit cores and other sundries flew down from the stands on all sides, and a large number of white notes were scattered - all tickets issued by major gaming companies.
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"Liars! You are all liars!"
"You son of a bitch, give me your money back!"
"Shit, this is blatant match-fixing!"
"Do you think we are fools? Both of us are bastards!"
"Hey! This is too confusing, isn't it? Are the ancient traces and the remaining soul of the Minotaur just gone?"
"Strong protest! Is that NHSAA referee a fool? They are teaming up to cheat, cheat!"
"Asshole, if the NHSAA competition committee doesn't give us an explanation today, I will go get a gun and kill them tomorrow."
"They're trying to make money! Hey! Does anyone want to go with me to the Gambling Commission?"
"Yes, we can also go to the Gambling Regulatory Commission! We can join forces and hire some lawyers. We can't let them be so unscrupulous!"
When the stands on all sides were excited about Cadio Rod's complete defeat, Abraham Archibald in box nine suddenly staggered a few steps and sat back in his seat.
He was in disbelief at first, then he clenched his fists and looked ferocious.
"Jacks! Where is the Destiny Stone you mentioned?"
"I don't know!" Cressy Jacks' face was solemn: "But obviously this gem cannot help Cadio Rod reverse his fate. It was our miscalculation. This lucky Andre, he is very likely to
He has the ability to suppress spirits. The remaining soul of the Minotaur actually harmed him."
"I don't care about that! All I know is that he lost and you violated the agreement we made, Jacks!"
Abraham's eyes were red, like a defeated bull: "Accordingly, I will also withdraw my promise to you!"
"understand."
Cressy Jacks couldn't help but sighed: "This is my fault, but Mr. Abraham, I suggest you take action as soon as possible. I guess those betting companies will join forces to put pressure on the NHLSAA competition committee later.
Let them verify and evaluate the fairness of this event, which will help them deal with the Gambling Supervision Commission."
"Verification?"
Abraham couldn't help but frowned: "Didn't you promise me that the seven Cretan black blood stones on Cadio Rod's body can handle any investigation?"
"That was before."
The figure of Cressy Jacks has disappeared from the glass window, but his voice is still left in the box: "The problem is that Andre, he has the ability to suppress the soul, which may cause Cadio to
·There is a repulsion between Rhodes himself and the remnant soul of the Minotaur. This is not good, Mr. Abraham. The possibility of him being discovered using forbidden magic is 100%!"
Hearing this, Abraham Archibald was already sweating. He knew that if Cadio Rod was found to have problems, then their Arcadis Sporting Goods Company would face catastrophic consequences.
——The current measures are either to stop the NHSA Tournament Committee, or to find a way to cut off from Caddio Rod.
At the same time, in Box 45, Jennifer Wildenstein sighed softly and stood up from her seat: "Oliver, you go to the Cardinal Club now to issue a commission. I need to hire two quasi-legends. The contract time
For three years! The faster, the better.”
"Yes, I will rush to Linnet later."
Oliver looked worried: "But Miss, I must remind you that the financial pressure we are facing now is already very heavy."
"How could I not be clear? We have spread our stall too big. If we don't pay attention, we may lose funds."
Jennifer sighed softly: "But if I don't do this, I may be kicked out of the Wildenstein Group by those guys in a few months. There is a saying in the East that 'drinking poison to quench thirst', I am in this state now. If
If you don't drink this bottle of poison, you may lose it now. After drinking it, you can live for at least two or three months. We must buy time, Oliver."
Oliver hesitated to speak when he heard this, but finally took back his words and smiled bitterly: "I hope there will be a turn for the better in the next few months."
"Don't worry Oliver, if there is no other way, I will sell my pioneering base in the dark world and will not let myself fall into complete bankruptcy."
At this time, Jennifer looked out the glass window with strange eyes, and glanced at Li Mochen who was walking down from the ring: "After you go to the Red Sparrow Club to issue the commission, you can also invite a more skilled magic hunter to pay attention.
The movements of Christian Wildenstein. I don’t need to know what he is doing, but at least I need to know where he is—"
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At the same time, in Box 3, Alec Bruder was talking to someone on the phone: "Yes, we at Penguin Gaming hope to have a third party intervene. If possible, it is best to invite professional media people to supervise the whole process. Yes.
Yes, this is very troublesome. But it will also help the NHSAA competition committee maintain its own credibility and reputation, right? I have foreseen the media storm tomorrow. If we do not conduct a comprehensive and thoughtful investigation, everyone will be in trouble.
among."
"The whole process is indeed a bit unexpected, even weird. But I promise, we did nothing and did not interfere in this game. We cannot bear this bad reputation. You can understand, right? This is really great.
.I’ll treat you to coffee another day——”
When Alec hung up the phone, he saw Dwight Payton bringing a glass of Bordeaux wine to him.
Alec immediately laughed, took the wine glass from Dwight's hand, and then raised it high: "Let's drink a toast! To the lucky Andre! And to Penguin Gaming and Naison Sports Group."
In the entire box, all the employees of Penguin Gaming Company and Naison responded at the same time, making a huge noise. Dwight Payton smiled bitterly: "There is no need to make such a big show Alec, I think what will happen next
Can we keep a low profile regarding the Gambling Regulatory Commission’s inquiry?”
The gambling company and the people from the Naison Sports Group are getting involved, which is easy for everyone to think about.
"It was in anticipation of this that we opened the window and there was video recording of the whole process, right? We really didn't do anything. I think the Gambling Supervision Commission will only use it in the name of 'deliberately guiding public opinion' at most,"
Give us a ticket."
Alec smiled nonchalantly: "Be happy, Dwight! You guys are making a lot of money this time. I think next week your Naison Sports Group's sales will definitely start at one billion!"
"I hope so! But this is still dwarfed by the profit of your Penguin Gaming. This time, you made at least 1.3 billion gold shields, didn't you? Most of this is pure profit."
Dwight Payton smiled and drank the red wine in the glass: "Besides, I also have a headache now."
"Headache?"
Alec Bruder was shocked at first, and then smiled clearly: "Yes, Dwight, it's too fast. Andre is indeed very strong, and not many high school students can hold up in front of him.
After one round. But in this way, for those who broadcast the game
The TV station and the audience are too unfriendly. You have to persuade him, Dwight, he must at least fight with people for dozens of rounds, so that he can be seen. This is good for everyone, right?
? emm~ How about starting from his next opponent?"
But after Dwight heard this, he couldn't help but look sideways at Alec: "You guys, you have some bad ideas again, right?"
He knew that Li Mochen's opponent in the quarter-finals was Bruder, a magic swordsman who had been defeated by James Langster in about thirty rounds half a year ago.