My place is on fire

Chapter 459 Let Capital Boss Look Up!
In a lounge of the Beijing Martial Arts Conference.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
A thin man with black and yellow skin and a fist belt wrapped around his forehead hit a vertical sandbag on the floor of the room with a bang.

Although the man is short in stature, his body is muscular and looks explosive.

"Okay, Hippo guess, don't be angry, you can prove yourself by defeating your opponent in the ring later! There is no need to be angry about such a trivial matter."

A man in a black suit and blue shirt next to the man smiled and expressed relief.

Guessing what the man said, Hippo stopped hitting the sandbag and turned to look at him.

"Song, with all due respect, your country's Wing Chun is not qualified to be compared with Muay Thai! The odds they gave are an insult to Muay Thai!"

Xibo Cai said sullenly, "I won't show mercy in the ring later, I will use my strength to prove how ignorant they are!"

The man called "Song" by Xi Bochai is called Song Qirong. If Wang Yichen saw him, he would definitely recognize him at a glance.

Song Qirong, like Wang Yichen, is a proper rich second generation, and the companies of the two families also have a lot of business dealings.

"Hahaha, that's right! Don't worry about the official odds. The odds can reflect some situations, but they are not absolute.

Song Qirong said with a smile: "If the official forecast is so accurate, everyone can beat that Wing Chun fighter, so what's the fun in that?

The odds are high, which just allows us to earn more. This time I bet 1000 million on you. I have confidence in you, so don't let me down. "

Xi Bochai said contemptuously: "I am 100% sure to defeat that Wing Chun! Wing Chun training is not worthy of Muay Thai shoes!"

"Hehe, it's okay to be confident, but don't be too complacent. Don't be arrogant when you're on stage, and you must keep your spirits up."

Song Qirong saw that Xibo Guess had an arrogant look of "who can give it to me", she frowned slightly and reminded:
"In the arena of the Beijing Martial Arts Tournament, every year some contestants are defeated because of their arrogance.

Regardless of whether the opponent is strong or weak, you must use all your strength and all your energy to deal with it. "

Song Qirong didn't really care about Xi Bochai, he just didn't want to lose money.

Although according to the official odds, Luo Rongning had a better chance of winning, but Song Qirong resolutely bet all of his 1000 million on Xi Bochai.

He knows the strength of Xibochai. He started boxing at the age of 12, and now he is 24 years old.

Whether it is physical strength or technology, Hippochai is currently at its peak.

The higher the odds, the more money you make, and who wouldn't want to make some extra money?

Contrary to Xibo Guess, Song Qirong is not only not angry, but also very happy!
If Xibo guesses the winner, the odds are as high as 6.35, and the 1000 million direct skills he bet will be more than 6 times!

As for why you have so much confidence in Hippoguess?

Because Song Qirong deliberately concealed many of his brilliant achievements when he brought Xi Bochai to sign up, the official estimate of his combat power was somewhat low.

For Song Qirong, a veteran who has been in the martial arts conference in Beijing all the year round, he dare not take the risk of asking Xibo to guess the fake punches, but it is normal to conceal the strength of the players and the odds are too high!
Xi Bochai said with a stern face: "Song, you can rest assured about this, there is a saying in our country T that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

In the ring, I never show any mercy to the person standing opposite me, even if the opponent is a rabbit, I will try my best to beat it until it is completely killed. "

After Song Qirong heard Xi Bochai's guarantee, she patted her shoulder with a smile and said, "It's best for you to think this way, fight hard, and winning money will not be without your benefits."

……

It was less than 50 meters away from Song Qirong and Xibo Guess.

When Luo Rongning and Wang Yichen were smoking and chatting in the rest room, a knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

"I gonna go see."

Wang Yichen said something to Luo Rongning, got up, walked to the door and opened the door.

"Hi, Young Master Wang, did I bother you?"

The door opened, and there stood a man in a brown suit, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a briefcase in his hand.

"you are?"

Wang Yichen looked at the other party suspiciously, he didn't know the person.

"Can Young Master Wang take a step to speak? Some things are not convenient to say here."

While the man was speaking, he glanced into the lounge.

"My lord, this buddy wants to come in and say a few words, don't you mind?"

Wang Yichen didn't immediately agree to the man, but turned around to ask Luo Rongning's opinion first.

Luo Yuning didn't care, he didn't even think about it, and said casually: "Come in."

"Then please come in." After obtaining Luo Rongning's permission, Wang Yichen stepped aside and let the man into the room.

The man looked at Luo Yuning after entering the door, and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo is the first time to participate in the Martial Arts Conference this year, right? He looks very unfamiliar."

"Yes, it's the first time. If you have anything to say, sit down and talk." Luo Rongning admitted frankly that there is nothing to hide.

The man sat on a chair opposite Luo Rongning, and casually put the briefcase in his hand on a small table in front of him.

"Time is urgent, so I won't play around with you two."

While talking, the man opened the briefcase casually, took out a signed check from it, looked at Luo Rongning and said:

"If Mr. Luo is willing to release the water later, the 1000 million will be yours. You can rest assured that we can guarantee your safety."

After the man finished speaking, he held the check in both hands and handed it to Luo Rongning respectfully, his eyes full of determination.

You can easily get a huge sum of 1000 million, which is no different from a windfall.

Unfortunately, he found the wrong person...

Luo Yuning pressured himself to win by 5000 million, how could he intentionally punch and lose for the sake of 1000 million, unless he was mentally ill!

Not only him, Wang Yichen would not allow him to lose the game for the 1000 million, because he also bet 1900 million on Luo Rongning, betting him to win.

Luo Yuning refused without hesitation: "Mr., you have found the wrong person. I will not give false punches."

The man was very surprised when Luo Rongning rejected him, but he continued to persuade him:

"Mr. Luo, 1000 million is a lot. With this 1000 million, you can do many things you want to do. After passing this village, there will be no such shop."

"I see that you are also a frequent visitor to the Martial Arts Conference. You should also know the fate of false punches. Take your check and get lost. We don't care about it!"

Seeing that Luo Rongning was still pestering after he refused, Wang Yichen's tone of speaking to him suddenly became much more impolite.

"Young Master Wang, Mr. Luo, if you both think it's too little, we can talk again."

Even though Wang Yichen sneered at him, the man still had a smile on his face:
"There are still 10 minutes before the closing time. If you two have any ideas, you can just say it."

Wang Yichen smiled and said, "Why don't you give the two of us [-] million?"

The man smiled and said, "Young Master Wang was joking."

Wang Yichen said solemnly: "I'm not kidding, today's matter is less than 1 million, so we can't talk about it."

"Hehe, excuse me..."

Seeing Wang Yichen and Luo Yuning's determination, the man put the check back into the briefcase, got up and left without saying a word.

Bang!
After the man left, Wang Yichen slammed the door shut.

"Every year, there are such smart people who want to use means to make money. They are too self-righteous. Do you really think that the government is so easy to mess with?"

Luo Rongning echoed, "It's quite courageous to spend 1000 million to buy players."

Wang Yichen said with a smile: "That's true, last year someone came to me and Gao Hai with 300 million yuan, and they wanted us to punch fake punches, it's just ridiculous.

At that time, I bet 3000 million against Xing Haoqian, and he took 300 million to me to send beggars!I kicked him out before he could finish his sentence! "

Luo Yuning looked out of the window, and said calmly: "It seems that as long as the benefits are big enough, no matter how strict the rules are, some people will dare to take risks."

Wang Yichen nodded and said: "That's right, the martial arts tournament in the capital will produce a group of poor people every year.

But there will also be plenty of people who have made billions and become billionaires overnight here. "

Listening to Wang Yichen's words, Luo Rongning suddenly felt a little dazed.

Originally, he thought that he could earn 1 million yuan in just over two months by relying on the [Super Scenic Spot System], which is already very impressive.

But in front of these capital tycoons at the martial arts conference in Beijing, even if he has the [Super Scenic Spot System], he is still a younger brother.

"The days to come are still very long. One day, I can also become a capital tycoon, and even become an existence that these capital tycoons look up to."

After being melancholy for less than two seconds, Luo Rongning figured it out and was full of confidence in his future.

People grow up slowly, and you can't become a big fat man with one bite.

With [Super Scenic Spot System] in hand, there are infinite possibilities in Luo Rongning.

Things like "fountain of life" and "powerful like a broken bamboo" can't be bought with more money in reality.

These are priceless treasures for Luo Rongning.

With so many "priceless treasures" in hand, the future is sure to be bright!
"The game has started, my lord, shall we go out for a walk together?"

After Wang Yichen received the confirmation of the official start of the game on his mobile phone, he invited Luo Rongning to go out together.

"Let's go and have a look." Luo Rongning got up and followed Wang Yichen out the door.

When they went out, they turned left and went straight to the head. When the two came to the edge of the ring in the main venue, there were already several circles of people sitting in the stands around the ring.

Fortunately, the design of the seats in the stands is similar to that of a football field, and they all surround the ring.

Although it was a bit late and the seats were a little farther back, I could clearly see the movements of the two contestants on the ring.

At this moment, the two players in the ring are fighting fiercely, which is much more intense than those WWE fights broadcast on TV.

The two of you punched me and kicked each other, and all their moves were to greet the vital parts of the human body. It was a desperate fight!
"Come on No. 34! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Come on No. 1! Hit me hard! Kill him!"

In the stands, the spectators who had bet on different players were all cheering for the players they bet on.

These usually polite and polite children from rich families have no demeanor at this moment, and their faces are full of crazy expressions.

Less than 3 minutes into the match on the ring, both contestants had already lost their lottery.

The faces, corners of the eyes, and foreheads of the two had injuries of varying degrees, but the match was still going on and the fight was still going on.

The two players on the stage fought with all their might, just like the slaves in ancient Rome.

The more intense the fight between the contestants on the stage, the more excited the audience in the audience.

In 7 minutes and 47 seconds, contestant No. 34 knocked down contestant No. 1 to the ground with a sweeping kick, then threw himself on him, and strangled contestant No. 1's neck with his arms!
It wasn't until contestant No. 1 passed out due to suffocation that the two referees on the side stepped forward to separate the two.

After the referee counted for 10 seconds, player No. 1 still had no response, and the referee then raised the right hand of player No. 34 to judge him as the winner.

"Made! It looks much stronger than No. 34! It's such a waste! Labor and management lost 100 million!"

"I told you to press number 34 with me and you didn't listen, do you regret it now? Hahaha, I won more than 300 million!"

After the results of the game came out, some people in the audience were happy and some were sad. Those who won the money were in high spirits, while those who lost the money were full of anger and cursed.

After the first game ended, the second game kicked off soon...

After sitting in the stands and watching seven or eight games, Luo Rongning felt a little aesthetically fatigued.

He didn't bet on anyone, so he naturally couldn't feel the fun of the other spectators who had bet.

"It's a bit boring, young master Wang, take your time and I'll go back to rest for a while."

After patiently watching the 10th game, Luo Rongning let out a haha ​​with some disinterest, and got up to go back to the waiting room.

"Narrend Jason, the No. 11 player from country M, will face Han Li, the No. 83 player from Hua country, in the next match!"

"Two contestants please prepare to appear!"

After Luo Rongning finished Hu Gang's sentence, the broadcast in the main venue began to broadcast the next pair of contestants.

Wang Yichen turned to look at Luo Yuning and said, "It's Han Li's turn to play this time! Let's go after watching this game, so you can get to know his strength."

"Okay then." Luo Yuning is actually not interested in Han Li's strength, in front of the state of [powerful like a broken bamboo], no matter whether he is Han Li or Zhang Li, he is not an opponent.

But seeing Wang Yichen was very interested, Luo Rongning reluctantly agreed to let him take a look together.

Soon, Han Li, whom he had seen in the parking lot before, and a tall western white man stepped onto the ring.

Han Li changed into a refined bunt outfit, with a vest on his upper body, a pair of shorts on his lower body, and a headband wrapped around his head. He looked like a Muay Thai fighter.

Han Li's opponent, a Westerner named Narend Jason, was dressed in white with a black belt around his waist, looking like he was practicing karate.

The fight was on the verge of breaking out, and the moment the referee signaled the start of the game, the two slammed into each other.

As if enemies were jealous when they met each other, the two people on the stage were the fiercest offensive when they made a move!
(End of this chapter)