The name of this boxing field was quite imposing. It was called the Peak of Passion. The decoration was extremely luxurious. People who came here to watch the black boxing games were also rich people. The parking lot opposite the boxing field had been full of all kinds of luxury cars.
At the entrance of the boxing field, guests of different skin colors and languages were coming in one after another. They were all rich people from all over the world. They came here to pursue excitement.
After Qin Haodong and the others entered the door, a young and beautiful waitress immediately greeted them. Unlike other places, the waitress here only wore a revealing bikini, which showed her curvy figure. Every man couldn't help but look at her long white legs and slightly trembling peaks.
The bikini waitress said enthusiastically, "Sir, I'm the No. 39 waitress of the boxing field. I'll serve you next. Is it your first time to come to our boxing field?"
As she spoke, she also threw a coquettish look at Qin Haodong. People who came here to watch the black boxing games were all rich people. The young man in front of her was extraordinary. He must be a rich second generation of a big family. It was a pity that there was a beautiful woman and a little girl next to him. It seemed that they were married.
But this did not affect her enthusiasm. As long as she could serve the person in front of her happy, there would be a lot of tips.
Qin Haodong nodded secretly. No wonder the business here was so good. The service of the bikini girls was also a major feature. Money and women had always been two sharp weapons that could arouse men's desire. It was enough to make every man unwilling to leave here.
He said, "I'm here for the first time. Is there any best place?"
The waitress said, "Sir, you're really here at the right time. There is an empty seat in the VIP section, but the minimum bet is 100,000 dollars. Do you need it?"
"100,000 dollars?" Qin Haodong smiled and said, "That's it. Arrange it for me."
"Okay, sir, please come with me!"
The waitress was secretly happy. She really met a rich guest today. It seemed that she could make a lot of money.
After entering the boxing field, there was immediately a hubbub of noise. Cheers, curses, and cheers could be heard incessantly.
"It's so lively here!"
Lin Momo couldn't help but sigh. Although she could only hear the sound now, it was enough to understand how excited those guests were.
The waitress took them to the front row of the VIP section, which was different from the hard seats in the back. There was a wide leather sofa with fruit plates and drinks in front.
After Qin Haodong and others sat down, the waitress brought up an iPad. She pointed to the odds displayed on the screen and said, "Sir, this is the scene of our boxing field. The players' personal information and odds are on it. You can choose and swipe your card to bet.
"It's your first time here. If you need, I can introduce the fighters for you."
After that, she looked at Qin Haodong expectantly. If the guests bet on the recommended boxer, she would get a lot of commission.
Qin Haodong waved his hand, and Saber immediately stuffed a few dollar bills into the waiter's hand. Then he said with a smile, "No, there's an introduction on the screen, and I've always been lucky. I can win no matter who I choose."
Qin Haodong swiped the iPad a few times, and finally pointed to a boxer's profile picture and said, "I'll choose him. Give me a million dollars."
He didn't bet too much. If he bet all his money at once, the boxing field would go bankrupt before the game started. So he only bet one million.
Even so, the waiter was still shocked. Even though this was a money-squandering establishment, he was definitely a rich customer among rich customers.
He was young, rich, extravagant, and most importantly, handsome. He was simply the Prince Charming of her dreams countless times.
She looked at Lin Momo with envy, jealousy, and hatred in her eyes again. If only she was sitting next to Lin Momo.
Seeing that the waitress didn't respond, Qin Haodong said again, "Miss, can I?"
The waitress came to her senses and said quickly, "Yes, sir. I'll help you bet!"
She took the bank card. But when she saw the fighter she chose, she was surprised and said, "Sir, are you sure you want this guy?"
Qin Haodong said, "I'm sure. What's the problem?"
The waiter said, "It's like this, sir. This player named Weak Chicken just came to our boxing field today. He has never participated in a competition before. I don't know his strength at all. It's too risky for you to bet 1 million dollars on him. I suggest you change to another boxer."
She was really surprised. She didn't know whether the handsome young man in front of her was rich or stupid. A normal person would not make such a risky choice.
As a result, something even more surprising happened. Qin Haodong said again, "Don't worry, I know fortune telling. This boxer named Weak Chicken is very lucky. He will definitely not lose. You can bet your money on him. Besides, for a boxer who has just participated in the competition, the odds are very high, right?"
The waitress said, "Well … the odds are really high. It's one to ten!"
This kind of black boxing was different from ordinary competitions. Every player had to sign a life and death contract before going on stage. 99% of the players who lost were either dead or disabled. People who didn't have real skills didn't dare to go on stage to compete. Because of this, even for new fighters, the casino didn't dare to give too high odds. 1: 10 was almost the highest.
Qin Haodong was happy and immediately shouted, "That's him. Hurry up and help me bet!"
The waitress said, "Sir, don't you want to think about it? If you really lose, the million dollars will be gone. "
Although the odds of one to ten were really high, in her eyes, it was impossible for Qin Haodong to earn back 10 million dollars.
On one side was a rookie with no experience, and on the other side was a powerful veteran fighter. But anyone with a little brain should know how to choose.
"That's him. Swipe my card."
Qin Haodong said firmly.
"Yes, sir!"
The waitress sighed secretly. Since the guest insisted, she couldn't say anything more. Anyway, she didn't lose money. But in this way, there would be no tip.
She took the bank card and skillfully bet one million dollars on the player named Weak Chicken.
"Sir, the match will start in ten minutes. Good luck!"
Qin Haodong nodded, then turned his head to look at the boxing ring in the center of the field.
Although it was an underground boxing ring, the scale of the construction was no less than that of a regular boxing ring seen on TV. It could almost accommodate nearly a thousand spectators.
The difference was that there was a huge iron cage on the boxing ring in the center. The steel bars on the iron cage were as thick as a child's arm and looked extremely strong.
In an underground boxing match, the iron cage could only be opened after one side of the match fell to the ground and the referee announced the result of the match. This scene undoubtedly stimulated the senses of the guests to the greatest extent.
Soon, the match that was going on on the boxing ring was over. The defeated player's neck was directly broken by the opponent. The iron cage was opened, and two staff went up and carried the dead body down. In the audience, cheers and curses rang out.
The cheers were naturally the gamblers who bet on the winning side, and the curses were the guests who bet on the dead side.
This was the rule of the underground boxing match. The winner was king, and the loser was a thief. People always applauded and cheered for the winner, and there would be no sympathy for the dead, only disdain and curses.
After a match, the front desk was simply cleaned up, and the next match began immediately. The information of the boxers on both sides of the match was displayed on the big screen.
On one side was a boxer with a 90% winning rate, codenamed Crippled Wolf. This guy was about 1.85 meters tall, with strong muscles all over his body and bloodthirsty eyes.
It was said that Crippled Wolf's means were very cruel, and no boxer who was defeated by him survived.
Because of this, when his name was displayed, there was a burst of cheers in the venue. Many familiar gamblers bet on him, but it was very rare to see Qin Haodong throw a million dollars.
Crippled Wolf threw off his cloak very easily, stretched out his hairy big hand, and grabbed the chest of the bikini girl next to him. Then he jumped onto the boxing ring, and very arrogantly gave a middle finger to the boxers under the ring, and then strode into the iron cage.
His opponent was the newcomer called Weak Chicken. As soon as he announced his name, there was a burst of laughter in the boxing ring.
Generally speaking, even new boxers would give themselves a domineering and loud name, which could enhance their confidence. No one had ever seen anyone give themselves a codename Weak Chicken.
The man called Weak Chicken was about 30 years old. He had an ordinary appearance, an ordinary figure, and such a funny codename. There was no doubt that no one would be optimistic about him. The bets were all on Crippled Wolf. Only Qin Haodong alone bet a million dollars on Weak Chicken.
The big screen above the boxing ring showed the real-time changes of the numbers and odds. When everyone saw the lonely one million dollars under Weak Chicken's name, everyone was excited. In their opinion, this person was no different from a fool.
There was no difference between a fool and a fool.
Putting a million USD on a weak newcomer was simply giving them money.
Seeing these bets, Crippled Wolf was very excited. He had participated in many underground boxing matches, and it was rare to see such a rich man who bet a million dollars. As long as he won this match today, his prize money would also increase several times.
He laughed wildly again and shouted to the audience, "Weak Chicken, hurry up and come up. Let me twist your head off!"
He did not take this opponent seriously at all, and his eyes were full of contempt.
There was no reaction on Weak Chicken's face, as if he did not see Crippled Wolf's provocation. He lowered his eyes and walked step by step towards the ring.
He walked very slowly, without any momentum. It was a world of difference from Crippled Wolf's leap just now.
This kind of performance made the guests present hiss, and many people looked at Qin Haodong with sarcasm.
Qin Haodong seemed to have seen nothing. He was attacking the fruit plate in front of him with the little fellow.
Lin Momo, on the other hand, was surprised when she saw Weak Chicken's appearance. "Haodong, why does this person look so much like Brother Fugui?"
Qin Haodong said while eating a banana, "It's not like. He is Chen Fugui."
That's right. The player who was walking step by step into the boxing ring, codenamed Weak Chicken, was the captain of Daddy Security Company and the former Soldier King, Chen Fugui.
Lin Momo suddenly realized that no wonder Qin Haodong had bet all the dollars on this newcomer. It turned out that he had made sufficient preparations.
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