The crowd parted.
Jin Liancheng walked over gracefully with wine in his hand. Without giving the card artisan a chance to speak, he nodded to the hotel staff who was in charge of registering the guests' gambling money and said, "Please notarize Mr. Allen's entry into the account."
At this time, the hotel manager who was in charge of the venue also walked over. The old man with a head full of silver frost nodded to Jin Liancheng before gesturing for his men to work. A moment later, the bank account information of the card artisan and Allen appeared on the screen of the arena.
There were 20 million Federation coins in the card artisan's account, while Allen had more than 2.85 million, which was more than 8 million more than the card artisan!
However, when he saw this number, Jin Liancheng's gaze changed slightly, but he didn't say anything. He still looked at the card artisan with a smile on his face and said, "It seems that I should be worried that the young master card artisan can't afford the compensation."
The card artisan narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "Young master Jin, did you do this?"
"That's right, it's me." Jin Liancheng admitted generously.
"Why did you do this?"
Jin Liancheng spread out his hands and said, "I don't have anything else, but I have a lot of money. I'm happy to do this, and I can't bear to see young master card artisan smashing people to death with money. "
The card artisan gritted his teeth in hatred. The Jin clan wouldn't lose to any wealthy family in terms of wealth. What he lacked was nothing more than connections, martial arts, and other limited factors. Jin Liancheng was right. His personal assets were comparable to those of any wealthy family.
The venue manager coughed dryly and said, "Gentlemen, since the current public accounts are not enough to pay the other party's compensation, I suggest the two of you choose another mode (note)?"
"No!" The card artisan refused. He was now riding a tiger. If he agreed to the manager's suggestion, it would be no different from admitting defeat. "It's just 280,000 yuan. I'll apply for a remittance from my family. I want to see how much money you, Jin Liancheng, can take out to help this poor kid!"
The hotel manager smiled bitterly and said, "Young master card artisan, once both sides agree to bet and announce the account, they can no longer accept foreign remittances."
The card artisan was startled and pointed at Jin Liancheng. "Then how can he?"
Jin Liancheng shrugged and said, "I transferred the money into Young Master Allen's account long before he agreed. It's not against the rules."
"You!" The card artisan was exasperated. He looked at Paul's box, but he had no idea what to do.
In the private room, Paul was no longer in the mood to tease the two bunny girls. He leaned forward and quickly thought about how to solve the problem in front of him. The door of the private room was pushed open. Paul looked over unhappily, but his gaze met Leon's smiling face.
"My dear brother, it seems that we need to talk." Leon waved his hand to dismiss the two bunny girls. He sat down beside Paul.
Paul nodded and said, "I didn't expect Jin Liancheng to be your man."
"Accidents happen all the time. So, Big Brother, how do you want to solve tonight's matter?" Leon went straight to the point.
"What do you say?"
Leon poured himself a glass of wine and raised it to Paul. "If we continue to fight, both sides will suffer. I think Father doesn't want the outside world to see our William family as a joke, so why don't we each take a step back? If you miss tonight, if Big Brother wants to play, I'll be happy to accompany you. "
"Alright!" Paul was not a person who didn't know when to advance and retreat. Since there was a step down, why not?
A moment later, Paul's voice came from the private room, "Everyone is here tonight to have fun. Card artisan, Young Master Jin, there's no need to make such a fuss, is there? "
He didn't mention Allen at all, obviously deliberately belittling Allen, and was very arrogant.
Jin Liancheng laughed and said, "It's as if we were the ones who made trouble first."
The guests chuckled one after another, causing the card artisan to lose face and look at Jin Liancheng resentfully. Bao coughed and said awkwardly, "How about this, I wonder if the hotel can give me face and slightly change the rules of tonight's bet."
"Young Master Paul, tell me." The hotel manager asked. He still had to give the Williams face. Moreover, regardless of whether they won or lost, the hotel could each take a 10% commission. As long as there was a lot of gambling money, the hotel would be willing to do a favor.
Paul raised his voice and said, "I suggest that we cancel the so-called odds for tonight's life-and-death battle. Both sides will each take out 20 million to bet on any gladiator in the next match. If you win, you can naturally take away all the gambling money of your opponent. What does Young Master Lian Cheng think of this proposal? "
Jin Liancheng took a step back and said, "The person who Young Master Card Artisan named to bet is not me. Whether I agree or not depends on Young Master Allen."
He made it clear that Paul wanted to find a way out, so he had to ask Allen first. Sure enough, Paul was helpless and could only say, "What do you think, Young Master Allen?"
"I'm a fool if I don't earn 20 million. I'll bet." Allen said succinctly.
Tonight was a special night for both sides. The card artisan side wanted to win steadily, but unexpectedly, Jin Liancheng appeared midway, making it difficult for them to ride a tiger. On the other hand, Allen knew that this was a battle between Paul and Leon. As the saying goes, money can be lost, but momentum can't be lost, so he didn't hesitate to accept Paul's suggestion.
So the two sides went down (note).
The card artisan didn't even look and placed all his bets on the black gladiator. Allen had no other choice, so he naturally had to vote for Broy. After the bet was completed, there were still 20 minutes before the match. Allen found the hotel manager and whispered a few words. The latter nodded and took him away from the venue.
"Young Master Allen is quite interested in Broy. However, his results are not bad, but he is not the top gladiator here. If Young Master Allen wants to buy one or two fighters, why don't I introduce you to a better candidate? "The hotel manager said politely, as if he didn't care about Allen's background at all. To him, as long as he had 20 to 30 million yuan in his account, it was enough to win the treatment of Allen at this moment.
People are not important, money is the key!
Allen shook his head and said, "Thank you, but I think Broy might be a dark horse."
"I hope so. Oh, here we are. "
They stopped in front of a lounge, but when the hotel security guard opened the door, Allen felt that it was more appropriate to call this place a cell than a lounge. In a simple space of about ten square meters, there was a bed and bedding. A wooden barrel was almost all of the room. There was a sandbag hanging in the room, and Broy was punching and kicking the sandbag.
He didn't seem to notice that the door to the lounge had opened, but Allen knew that he had already noticed. The moment the door opened, Broy's shoulders shrank. In another environment, if someone thought that they could sneak attack him unnoticed, they would definitely be hit by a strong elbow strike.
"Hey, Broy. You're a lucky guy, you know? Because this Young Master Allen has taken a fancy to you! " The hotel manager shouted, "Of course, you have to survive the next life-and-death battle before you can leave this place."
Then he said to Allen, "You have 10 minutes."
"Thank you." Allen nodded.
After the manager left, Broy continued to attack his sandbag, as if he wasn't interested in Allen buying him away. Allen drilled around the room and said calmly, "I bet on you to win the previous match, but you lost."
"Oh, then I'll disappoint you." Broy said indifferently.
"Can you tell me why you let go of the Luo Suo man when you clearly had a chance to defeat him in that match?"
Broy finally stopped. He supported the sandbag and looked at Allen. "You must be mistaken, young master. The Lothos are so fierce, and as you can see, I'm not a brave person. I just instinctively took a defensive stance, so maybe I'm not worth betting on. "
"Unfortunately, I still bet on you in the next life-and-death battle."
"That might disappoint you again."
"Do you have a wife and children?" Allen suddenly asked.
Broy had already planned to continue the next round of warm-up, even though such a strenuous exercise had already caused the wound on his shoulder that had been cut by the Luo Suo people's axe to bleed. But when he heard Allen's words, his movements suddenly stiffened. Allen went straight to the point, "Show me your strength and win the next match. Then come with me and you'll have a chance to see your relatives again. But only if you serve me first and pay off the ransom I bought you for. Then you'll be free. "
"But I have to remind you that the stage that serves me is not some arena or arena, but a battlefield!"
Broy was shocked again. He stopped and looked at Allen. "Why do you think I will win?"
"The lion's stage should be the grassland, not the circus. What do you think?" Allen pointed at his eyes and said, "Your eyes told me in the match between you and the Lothos. You're a warrior, a real warrior. I don't care why you're here, but I feel that the battlefield is where you should be. "
"Fight for me. As a reward, I will return your freedom." After saying that, Allen walked towards the door.
Suddenly, Broy's thunderous roar sounded from behind him, "The Highlanders are never afraid to go to the battlefield, but you have to keep your promise. Otherwise, I will dig out your heart and offer it to Odin! "
Allen smiled and left. He had completely aroused the wildness in Broy's blood!
Arena 4 was surrounded by spectators.
The bloody and tragic life-and-death battles were completely attractive enough to attract the attention of the guests in the venue. Moreover, there was a huge bet of 20 million yuan. Any one of these was enough to make people crazy. One minute before the start of the fight, Card Artisan and Diego arrived together, while Adele, still holding Allen's arm intimately, appeared on the other side of the arena.
As for Jin Liancheng, he was nowhere to be seen.
In the private room, Paul drank his wine and said, "Which side do you think will win?"
"Of course it's Allen." Leon said decisively.
Paul smiled and said, "Aren't you being too arbitrary? The gladiator chosen by the card artisan has a high chance of winning. "
"Yes, but the card artisan didn't see the information of the other gladiator clearly. That guy named Broy has won two life-and-death battles. As for the one chosen by the card artisan, it seems that he has only won more ordinary matches. "
Paul's expression changed slightly. Leon saw it and smiled, "You don't have confidence in the card artisan anymore, do you? Big brother, this is the difference between you and me. I have 120% trust in Allen. But you only believe in yourself. "
Paul felt that something was wrong, because Leon had seen through his thoughts. Fortunately, at this moment, excited music sounded in the venue.
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