pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 70
Fu Di didn't quite understand Mu Chenfeng's words, but the point of the conversation was directed at Li Xiang, as if Li Xiang had done something bad behind his back.

Li Xiang's reaction was obviously surprised, but he still pretended to be confused, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Mu Chenfeng didn't intend to retreat, and continued to press, "Tell me, how much money did you win just now?"

"What money?" Fu Di was completely confused.

"Money? What money?" Out of guilt, Li Xiang's eyes began to avoid.

Mu Chenfeng glanced at Li Xiang's bulging pockets, without thinking that it must be full of US dollars, "Using us to bet on the ball, if it wasn't for your friend's random shots in the end, we would have won the ball long ago."

Fu Di seemed to understand, and joined Mu Chenfeng's persecution, "Is this really the case?"

After being pressed again and again, Li Xiang had to admit his gambling behavior. He is a well-known gambler in this area. He often organizes some off-site gambling activities, and uses his "insiders" to manipulate the results of the games to achieve the purpose of making money. Using such shady methods often achieve the effect of "stable profits without losing money".

"You lied to us." They are all Chinese, and it is really chilling to be deceived by their own compatriots.

"Actually, I didn't lie to you." Li Xiang defended, "This is a game of gambling nature, otherwise they would not have readily agreed to your joining. This is the United States, and it is not our yellow race's turn to call the shots."

"How much did you earn?" Mu Chenfeng asked curiously.

"Hey, Mu Chenfeng, we can't get along with this kind of people." Fu Di stopped him immediately.

"Not much, about 3000." Li Xiang put his hand into his pocket and took out a lot of banknotes, big and small, of all denominations.

"3000!!!" Fu Di was stunned by the number, "It turns out that doing this makes so much money."

"What are you thinking, kid?" Mu Chenfeng patted Fu Di's head lightly with his hand, so that his mind, which was about to be dazzled by money, could be cleared up.

"These are just the total, and I have to distribute some to other people. After calculating, I can have less than 1000 left." Li Xiang can be regarded as a shady little agent at best. He is mainly responsible for organizing this kind of gambling competition, and then distributes the winnings. Those who perform well will naturally get more rewards. After the distribution, only 30% of the money can go into his own pocket.

You can win 1000 dollars in one game, which is a good deal no matter how you think about it.

Li Xiang is a smart man who uses Americans to earn American money in American territory.

And there was one thing Li Xiang didn't lie to them, that was indeed the restaurant he opened.

"Give us half of the money." Mu Chenfeng opened his mouth like a lion and stretched out his hand to ask for it.

"Why?" There was no reason to spit out the money that was in his pocket, not to mention that Li Xiang was a pure businessman, so he would not agree to such a loss-making business.

"It's just because of you that we lost our victory." Mu Chenfeng took another step forward with a very tough attitude.

"No way, is our victory worth 500 yuan?" Fu Di responded from the side.

"Oh, then give it all to us." Mu Chenfeng sat on the ground and raised the price, directly trying to empty Li Xiang's wallet.

Li Xiang's face, which was originally easy to negotiate, suddenly sank, "Young man, don't go too far, you won't get a penny from me today."

Li Xiang took a step back and let the three Americans stand in front of him. To them, Li Xiang was their job, and bullying Li Xiang meant destroying their job.

"This is the United States, I advise you not to cause trouble." Li Xiang has lived in the United States for ten years, and the ten years have properly transformed him from a young boy who is not familiar with the place he was born in to a local villain here. He has seen a lot of street fights.

"There are a lot of them." Fu Di tugged at a corner of Mu Chenfeng and said in a low voice.

"You also know that this is the United States. If you let others know that you organize illegal gambling here, guess what will happen?" There were four people on the opposite side, and Mu Chenfeng didn't panic at all.

Gambling is a black spot that will never be erased in sports. There are always many people who will tarnish the original pure sport by various means, and even many people will not hesitate to use various means to manipulate the results of the game in order to profit from it. However, the game loses its original fairness. Referees, athletes, coaches and even spectators may become part of gambling.

And those who love sports are extremely disgusted with this kind of behavior. These people will turn into defenders of sports, fight black and white, and protect this piece of pure land that belongs to them. Therefore, if the opponent just now knows that Li Xiang is manipulating the game, then the consequences that greet Li Xiang will be unimaginable.

"Let's do this, [-]-[-]." After Li Xiang thought of the consequences, he made a concession.

"No!" Mu Chenfeng refused, "I'm talking about everything, including their part." Mu Chenfeng pointed at the three black men, intending to take them away together with their parts.

"This" Li Xiang's own part doesn't matter, he can give it all, but the money in the hands of the black people is absolutely irrecoverable. These are all black people who have come out of the slums, and they are all masters who regard money as their life.

"Why not." Seeing Li Xiang's troubled look, Mu Chenfeng put forward his own idea, "Since you like to gamble, let's gamble."

"How to bet?" Li Xiang asked.

"Let's play a game, if you lose, take out all the money you just won." Mu Chenfeng said.

"Then what if you lose?"

"It's impossible for us to lose!" Mu Chenfeng was absolutely confident in his own strength.

"How about this, if you lose, help me to fix the match." Li Xiang added the bet he wanted.

Fu Di has always been very disgusted with gambling. When he heard that he wanted to bet on his own character, he immediately interrupted, "Fitting matches is not allowed."

"Okay." Mu Chenfeng completely ignored Fu Di's thoughts, "I accept."

"You accept?" Fu Di turned his head and rushed to Mu Chenfeng and yelled, "Have you ever asked me how I feel!!!"

"Oh, you'll accept it, right?" Mu Chenfeng realized later and dealt with ordinary questions.

"Accept your size." Fu Di burst out, "I don't agree."

"You must be afraid." Mu Chenfeng approached and resorted to aggressive methods.

"Afraid? I, Young Master Fu Di, am not afraid of everything." Fu Di puffed up his chest and retorted.

"That's good." Mu Chenfeng said with a smile, "The two of us will beat the three of you."

This Mu Chenfeng is also a bit too arbitrary, it's fine to send out the invitation to gamble without Fu Di's consent, and he even offered to play 2 on 3, taking Fu Di as air the whole time.

"Happy!" Li Xiang seemed to see thick stacks of US dollars approaching him. If his team had masters like Fu Di and Mu Chenfeng, it would be more convenient to control the game.

No matter how you look at it, this is a match that is impossible to lose. At least they have the upper hand in terms of numbers. No matter how powerful Mu Chenfeng and Fu Di are, it is impossible for two to fight three.

"I only do business that guarantees a steady profit without losing money." Li Xiang was full of confidence in this duel, "You guys just wait and obediently give me match-fixing."

"Coincidentally, so do I." Mu Chenfeng was equally confident.

(End of this chapter)