Chapter 430 - Rookie Weak Chicken (2/2)

Although the odds of losing 10 to 1 were indeed high, however in her eyes, it was impossible for Qin Haodong to earn back 10 million US dollars.

On one side was a rookie with no experience, and on the other was an old powerful fighter. Anyone who had a bit of brain would know how to choose.

“I will pick him. Quickly swipe my card,”

Qin Haodong said firmly.

“Yes, sir!”

The waitress secretly sighed. Since the guest insisted, she couldn’t say anything more. It wasn’t her money that would be lost, but that way, she wouldn’t be able to get any tips.

She took the bank card and skillfully placed a one million US dollars on the Weak Chicken player.

“Sir, this competition starts in ten minutes. Good luck!”

Qin Haodong nodded, then turned his head and looked at the middle of the ring.

Although it was a black boxing ring, the scale of the construction was no weaker than that of a regular boxing ring seen on TV. It could hold nearly 1000 spectators.

The difference was the enormous iron cage in the middle of the ring, and the steel bars of the cage were as thick as a child’s arm. It looked very sturdy.

In the black boxing competition, only one contender could remain standing. The iron cage could only be opened after the referee announced the result of the match. That kind of scene undoubtedly stimulated the senses of the guests to the maximum.

Soon, at the end of an ongoing match in the ring, the neck of the defeated contestant was directly broken by the other side. The iron cage was opened and two staff members went up and carried the dead body down, while cheers and angry curses roared in the venue.

Of course, those who cheered were the gamblers who bet on the winner, while those who screamed angrily were the guests who had bet on the dead person.

That was the rule of the black boxing arena. The winners take all. People always gave applause and cheers to the victors, and there was no sympathy for the dead; only spitting and cursing.

After one match, the front of the arena was briefly cleaned. The next match began immediately, and the information for the fighters on both sides of the match were displayed on the big screen.

On one side was a boxer with a 90% win rate, code-named Crippled Wolf. That person was about 1.85 meters tall; he had strong muscles and bloodthirsty eyes.

It was said that Crippled Wolf’s methods were so cruel that none of the fighters defeated by him would survive.

Because of that, there was a burst of cheers in the back of the venue as soon as his name was displayed. Many familiar gamblers bet on him, but it was very rare for people like Qin Haodong to spend millions of dollars.

Crippled Wolf threw off his cloak and stretched out his big hairy hand. He scratched the chest of a nearby bikini girl, then jumped into the ring, striding into the cage with great arrogance towards the boxer off stage.

His opponent was the newcomer called Weak Chicken. As soon as his name was announced, there was a burst of laughter in the arena.

Generally speaking, even the new boxers would give themselves a domineering and resounding name. It could boost their confidence. No one had ever seen anyone code-name themselves Weak Chicken.

The man called Weak Chicken was about 30 years old with an ordinary appearance and ordinary figure. Coupled with such a funny code name, there was no doubt that no one would lay their eyes on him. The bet was one-sided on the Crippled Wolf. Qin Haodong alone had bet a million dollars on Weak Chicken.

The big screen above the ring showed real-time changes in numbers and odds. When everyone saw the lone one million US dollars on Weak Chicken’s name, everyone became excited. In their view, that guy was no different from a fool.

A million dollar bet on an extremely weak newcomer was almost like sending money to them.

Seeing those bets, Crippled Wolf was very excited. He had participated in a lot of black boxing competitions. It was rare for an investor to bet a million dollars like that in one go. As long as he won the match that day, his prize money would be multiplied several times.

He burst out laughing again and shouted towards his opponent off stage, “Weak Chicken, come up quickly and let me rip your head off!”

He did not take his opponent seriously as his eyes were full of disdain.

There were no reactions on Weak Chicken’s face, as if he did not see the provocation from Crippled Wolf. He lowered his eyes and walked towards the ring step by step.

He walked very slowly, without any aura. It was the complete opposite from Crippled Wolf who jumped into the ring.

That kind of display invoked a burst of boos from the guests in the venue. Many people cast their sarcastic eyes on Qin Haodong.

Qin Haodong didn’t seem to notice it, as he attacked the fruit platter in front of him with the little fellow.

Lin Momo, however, was surprised when she saw the appearance of Weak Chicken. “Haodong, why does that man look a lot like a Brother Fugui?”

While he ate a banana, Qin Haodong said, “It’s not a lookalike. He is Chen Fugui.”

That’s right. The contestant codenamed Weak Chicken, who was heading into the ring step by step, was Chen Fugui, the captain of the Daddy Security Company. He was once the Soldier King of a generation.

Lin Momo suddenly realized why Qin Haodong had placed such a heavy bet on that newcomer. It turned out that he had already made sufficient preparations beforehand.