Rebirth: Reading Becomes a God

Chapter 224
Ye Chen shook his head and smiled.

In fact, he was really lucky.

If it wasn't for the mad tiger's fury, he would lose sooner or later.

He could see that Kuanghu was playing a counterfeit match, and he was obviously capable of finishing with one move, but he continued to perform with great enjoyment.

Black box operations are commonplace.

Ye Chen didn't need to poke it.

But since this is the case, then you can't blame yourself for making a fortune in silence.

Because Ye Chen discovered that there was a control room behind the boxing ring, and they would give orders to the boxers on the field.

Whoever loses loses, and whoever wins wins.

Including how long you play and how much pain you suffer can be controlled.

These naturally cannot escape Ye Chen's consciousness.

Just as he was thinking.

The host's voice sounded on the field.

"Just now a benefactor spent 2000 million to invite Mad Tiger to fight again, please let us wait and see."

"Such a local tyrant? I don't know which boss it is?"

"Who! I have to thank him, I didn't expect to be able to enjoy the performance of Crazy Tiger."

"Quick, let me meet Honor."

Many people stood up to look for the mysterious boss.

Gradually, Ye Chen found that everyone's eyes seemed to be on him.

wrong.

Ye Chen's eyes shifted, and he saw a young man with luxurious clothes and a stinky face beside him.

He stood up and waved to everyone, as if to show off his heroism again.

"Hi everyone, my name is Ge Jun. In order to satisfy everyone's curiosity, my little money is just a small matter."

"Haha, it turned out to be Young Master Ge, I have admired him for a long time."

"Thank you, Master Ge."

After enjoying everyone's flattery, Ge Jun deliberately raised his chin to Ye Chen when he sat down, very frivolously.

Ye Chen touched his nose and said to Yan Zheng, "He seems to be sick."

Yan Zheng nodded: "I think so too."

Ge Jun gritted his teeth and said, "You... Who are you saying is sick?"

"Of course it's about you." Ye Chen pointed at him.

"Hmph, poor ghost, what qualifications do you have to insult me? Huh? Just suppress a million poor ghosts."

Ge Jun saw Ye Chen betting just now, so he used this as an excuse to insult him.

"One million? That's just an appetizer."

"Hmph, who can't say big words, have the ability to gamble with me? Bet [-] million."

"One hundred million?" Ye Chen murmured, shaking his head.

"How about it? Don't dare to gamble. If you don't have 1000 million, [-] million is fine."

Ge Jun seems to be a superior person, he doesn't care about huge money at all.

"1000 million?" Ye Chen continued to shake his head.

"Not even 1000 million, so what's the point of betting!" Ge Jun said disdainfully.

"It's really boring, 100 million is too little, if it's [-] billion, it's about the same."

"Huh? Five billion?"

Ge Jun silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Is watching a boxing match a gamble on wealth?
Could it be that Ye Chen is the young master of a certain family?

possible.

Ye Chen's dog-like appearance is really familiar.

Ge Jun was a little timid.

He is rich, but all the money is with his father.

Asking him to take 100 billion is simply a fantasy.

"You bet 100 million 100 million, and you dare to bet 100 billion? I'm afraid you'll be an empty-handed wolf. Forget it, let's bet on ourselves."

Ye Chen glanced at him, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

I thought it was a local tyrant, but I didn't expect it to be just a silver gun wax head.

"Game start!"

The heat on the court sounded again.

"Crazy Tiger, blow the opponent's head off."

"Tanlang, you can't lose, I bet you 300 million."

"Ye Dong, the two are evenly matched."

Yan Zheng analyzed from the side: "The winning percentage of Greedy Wolf and Mad Tiger is about the same, this is not a good bet."

This kind of routine is adopted in the boxing arena.

The mad tiger killed the Tyrannosaurus and became famous.

If ordinary boxers are sent out, the gamble will be one-sided.

If upset, the ring wins money, but loses reputation.

But if they are allowed to compete fairly according to their strength, wouldn't the boxing ring suffer a lot.

So in order to balance the strength of the two sides, they sent Tanlang.

"Ye Dong, who are we suppressing?"

Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly: "Don't worry, you can roll it anyway."

Roll betting is an extremely conservative betting method.

Similar to in-play betting in betting, betting can also be done during the game.

But the game is changing rapidly, and there are still huge risks until the last moment.

The game has just started, and there is no news from the control room.

Ye Chen was naturally not in a hurry.

"Crazy Tiger, I didn't expect you to win against Tyrannosaurus Rex, but facing me, you can only lose."

Tanlang's mouth curled into a cruel smile.

He and Kuanghu are old rivals, with mixed results.

Kuanghu remained calm: "It's useless to talk, let's do it."

The two of you come and go, and the fight is inseparable.

It reproduced the scene of fighting the Tyrannosaurus just now.

Tanlang is actually just like a special soldier, and he can't beat the mad tiger at all.

But Kuanghu didn't show his full strength, so he looked extremely anxious.

At this moment.

A message came from the control room.

"After the gambling statistics are completed, Kuanghu Sheng is expected to lose 2 million yuan, and Tanlang Sheng is expected to make a profit of 17 billion yuan."

"This game is controlled within 15 minutes, and Tanlang is required to win."

When Kuanghu received this news, he immediately acted like a film king possessed.

The whole person's expression was quite sluggish, as if his strength had been exhausted, as if he was ready to lose.

At the same time, Ye Chen also received this order.

He smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "The odds of Kuanghu against Tanlang are 1 to 2. Give the boxing ring some oil and water, and I can beat [-] million."

Thinking about it, Ye Chen made a bet.

Ge Jun's eyes were as big as lanterns.

Press [-] million?
Is this what people do?
It's not that Ge Jun has never seen the world.

Betting one billion eight hundred million, or even ten billion has been seen.

But those are all rare fights in the prosperous age of the year, and the big chaebols pay to bet on them.

Is such a small fight worth so much money?

Ye Chen is definitely a stunned young man.

This is Ge Jun's conclusion.

I'll see you lose your ass in a while.

"Is it stable? Director Ye?"

Due to the upset just now, Yan Zheng believed a lot in Ye Chen's vision, so he naturally had to follow suit.

Ye Chen nodded: "We must win."

With a big wave of Yan Zheng's hand, 1000 million was pushed out.

competition is over.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations on winning the 16 billion bonus."

A line of subtitles flashed across the iPad screen.

Ye Chen smiled, and withdrew his [-] million principal to the card, only playing with the [-] million he won.

Just like this, after eight games, Ye Chen actually had more than 100 billion white wolves with nothing.

Looking at the huge number, Ge Jun was already stunned on the spot.

This is stupefied?
He had never seen so much cash in his whole life.

But Ye Chen kept shaking his head.

"After playing for such a long time to win such a little, is there nothing bigger?" Ye Chen asked.

Yan Zheng shook his head and said, "Unless there is a chaebol launching a challenge, this is almost the limit."

Ye Chen naturally understands the principle of ten bets and nine losses, not to mention that people can operate in secret.

This is also the reason why he keeps soup for the dealer every time, otherwise the dealer will definitely temporarily change the situation of the battle and stop losses.

(End of this chapter)