Chapter 653: Be crazy with you!

The "King Boxing Field" is the largest underground black boxing field in Las Vegas. It is located in the "King Hotel" and can accommodate thousands of spectators at the same time.
The underground black fist has always been full of violence and blood. Almost every day, a boxer will die on the black fist ring and then be taken away and dealt with.
Underground black boxing has never been a legal industry, but David, the owner of "King Boxing Stadium", pays a lot of money to the local police every year, so the police turned a blind eye to this and acquiesced to its operation.
Those who come to watch the black boxing match are either materially wealthy, spiritually empty, successful people who want to seek alternative excitement, or gamblers who want to make money in the boxing arena.
On the casino side, due to some restrictions on the amount of betting, the amount of winning or losing will not be too outrageous, while in the underground black boxing arena, the limit on the amount is relaxed a lot, and many rich people will easily tens of millions of dollars or even up Hundreds of millions of dollars bet on the boxer he fancy.
Therefore, it is much easier to make a big profit or lose a lot in the underground boxing arena than in a regular casino.
For boxers who fight black boxing, there is also a great temptation here. As long as they fight a boxing match and win, they can usually get hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars.
But the result of losing is very tragic, either death or disability, no escape.
Therefore, the participating fighters need to take great risks and sign a life and death contract before taking the stage.
Despite the high risks, driven by huge benefits, there will still be fighters from all over the world voluntarily signing up to participate.
Fang Bai and others heard Yang Xudong talk a lot about the underground boxing arena along the way to the "King Hotel".
Hearing from Yang Xudong, there are many warriors from the ancient Chinese martial arts world who will participate in the "King Boxing Field", including some of the ancient martial arts or aristocratic families, but there are more casual martial artists.
Yang Xudong had played several black boxing here before, and he was considered a frequent visitor to the boxing arena. Therefore, under his leadership, Fang Bai and others bought tickets and easily entered the boxing arena.
On the ring in the center of the boxing ring, a black boxer and a white boxer are engaged in a boxing match.
In the pursuit of visual stimulation, the fighters who fight on stage usually do not wear gloves. Therefore, the two sides in the fight can be said to be bloody, and the audience will become more fanatical for this.
"If you want to bet on a few hands, you can bet before each boxing match... We are a bit late. We can't bet on this one. We can only wait for the next one."
After Fang Bai and others sat down in the audience, Yang Xudong whispered.
Long Da, Long Er and others have won a lot of money at "Caesars Casino" before, and they are very excited about gambling. I heard that they can bet here, and they are eager to try.
At this moment, the two boxers fighting on the ring are only as powerful as a yellow-ranked intermediate martial artist. Bai and others are naturally unattractive, but the surrounding audience is very enthusiastic, sighing with regret or shouting with excitement from time to time.
Soon, the black boxer was hit in the abdomen by a knee lifted by the white boxer, bleeding in his mouth and nose, and collapsed to the ground, curled up like dried shrimps, obviously in pain.
A referee stepped onto the stage. After the judgement of winning or losing, the black boxer was lifted off the stage on a stretcher, while the white boxer raised his arms and walked around the court excitedly, making a strange cry like a hungry wolf in his mouth.
The spectators who bet on the white boxer to win cheered hysterically.
The audience who bet on the black boxer to win were cursed and frustrated.
After a while, two more fighters took the stage. After the host introduced the identities of the two fighters and their previous records, they began to encourage the audience to place bets on the betting table.
Two boxers, both around thirty-five years old, one is a low man wearing a Japanese warrior uniform, and the other is a white man wearing only red pants.
The white man is at least one head taller than the Japanese man, and his body is very strong with knotted muscles. There is a scarlet wolf head tattooed on his chest, which looks a little terrible and exudes a sturdy breath.
The Japanese man is not only short, but also looks very thin and malnourished. He is expressionless, his eyes are cold, standing there quietly, occasionally looking at his opponent who is kicking and kicking to warm up. A trace of contempt passed by.
In the eyes of ordinary people, white men are taller and obviously superior in momentum, and the odds of winning are undoubtedly greater.
In the eyes of warriors such as Fang Bai, Long Da, and Long Er, the Japanese men are slightly stronger, and are sure to win.
After Long Da, Long Er and others asked Yang Xudong about the betting rules, they couldn't help but got up and went to the betting table to bet.
Here, the minimum bet standard is 10,000 U.S. dollars, and the maximum is 10 million U.S. dollars. You can vote twice, but not more than ten times.
In addition, spectators can also bet against each other, and the amount of bet is unlimited. The casino will draw a certain percentage of commissions for the results of the boxing match.
For example, when Fang Bai and Dragon Girl conduct a gambling against each other, both parties first choose the boxer they think they can win, and then each bet 100 million US dollars. If Fang Bai wins, Dragon Girl’s 100 million US dollars will belong to Fang Bai, and the casino will Of this billion dollars, one million dollars was drawn as a commission.
Most of the bets at the boxing match are billionaires, and the amount of bets is often more than tens of millions of dollars.
Seeing Long Da and others betting, Dragon Girl was also moved, and the other party said in vain, "Lend me some money, and I will also gamble."
"How much to borrow?"
Fang Bai said with a smile.
Dragon Girl said: "One million dollars! I think Long Da and they all voted these!"
Fang Bai said: "If you want to bet, bet a bit bigger! Ten million dollars, ten times the bet!"
The Dragon Girl was taken aback and shook her head and said, "Ten times to vote? Then... if it loses, it will cost 100 million U.S. dollars! Grandpa knows, don't scold me! , Just one million!"
Fang Bai said: "If you lose, we count me even if we win, how about it? I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? This is not your style!"
The Dragon Girl gritted her teeth and said: "This is what you said! Okay, I'll be crazy with you!"
Fang Bai took out a bank card commonly used by major banks in the world and gave it to Dragon Girl, then took Xiaoyu from Dragon Girl's arms and asked, "Who are you going to buy to win?"
The Dragon Girl pointed to the ring and said, "I will buy with Long Da and the others, and I will buy that Japanese warrior to win!"
"Okay! I think so too!"
Fang Bai smiled and nodded.
The two boxers on the ring are equivalent to the Huang-level high-level. Although the dragon girl's realm cultivation is not as good as that of Long Da and the others, it is also a mysterious-level intermediate, and you can see who is strong and who is weak.
And Fang Bai's divine sense has infinite magical effects, more powerful than those with perspective capabilities. All aspects of the martial artist's abilities are invisible under the sweep of his divine sense, so who wins and loses is even more clear to him.