Pirate: This shooter is a bit fierce

Standing in the player tunnel again, Darrow's mood was completely different from before. For the first time, he wanted to feel the customs of Leizibat and experience the taste of a duel.

But now, Darrow just wanted to quickly overwhelm his opponent and go back to sleep.

At this time, Sonny outside the duel field was standing in front of several odds with banknotes. At this time, Darrow's odds were 1.24, while his opponent Wuft, nicknamed the Black Wolf, had odds of 1.47. .

The very low odds show that after Darrow's first game, the audience is more optimistic about him, and more people think that Darrow can win this game.

In fact, at this point in time when the game is approaching, it is difficult for the odds to fluctuate greatly, because before the market opens, the bookmakers will have a preliminary estimate of the strength of the players based on the information collected from all parties.

Except for one case.

"You read that right, that guy named Darrow seems to be injured?"

"It's not like, he should be injured, great, I'm going to get rich."

"No way, I put a lot of money on him."

"Really, look at the bandages wrapped around his body, this guy seems to be seriously injured."

"Isn't this guy acting?"

"How is it possible? He is limping even when he walks. It seems to be true."

When Darrow appeared from the end of the player passage and slowly walked towards the No. [-] arena, there was a huge noise in the horn duel arena, and everyone saw the bandages on Darrow's body.

Along with voices of questioning and cursing from the auditorium, Darrow's odds outside the arena also changed dramatically.

"Great, it's time." Sonny looked at the market. Darrow's odds went from 1.24 to 1.47. Many people even immediately took out all their belongings and placed their bets on Darrow's opponent. .

"The boss is really clever." Sonny said with a sigh.

After placing bets, Sonny hurriedly returned to the duel arena, where he booked a box. He wanted to witness the boss's victory and share the joy of the harvest with him.

Of course, Darrow didn't know what was going on off the field at all. When he walked onto the field, his opponent, Wuft, was already waiting for him eagerly.

Darrow directly opened his dead eyes, sized up the opponent nicknamed Heilang, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw several weaknesses in Wufter, "Fortunately, this guy is not too strong, save a little A lot of effort."

Wufter on the other side didn't know what Darrow thought of him. At this moment, he was waving the daggers in his hands and roaring terrifyingly, saying that he wanted to tear Darrow to pieces.

At this time, the referee counted down for five seconds.

"Five, four...one!!"

At the last second, the opening bell rang and the game began!

call out!

Darrow's figure disappeared in a flash.

In the next second, Wuft, who had just thrown himself five meters in front of Darrow, hadn't reacted before his body was thrown away by a huge force.

"Ouch."

With a bang, Wuft's body hit a position ten meters away, and he let out painful muffled sounds.

Daro, who succeeded in one blow, was not idle, kicked his right leg, and once again turned into an afterimage and sprinted towards Wuft.

At this time, Wufter had just slowed down and was about to get up when he found that Darrow was attacking him with a flying kick. He could only put his hands on his head and roll sideways to avoid the attack.

"boom!!"

Darrow landed, leaving a deep hole in the ground and sending up a cloud of dust.

"It didn't hit."

Wuft thought he dodged the blow, and was very thankful. He was about to get up and continue fighting. When he raised his head, he happened to meet Darrow's eyes.

A few meters away, Darrow leaned forward slightly, with his left foot forward and his right foot behind him, looking coldly at Wuft, who was lying on the ground, like a lion poised to strike.

Like watching prey.

For some reason, Wufter, who was being stared at, suddenly remembered the scene of a lion staring at its prey. The coldness and indifference made Wufter shiver.

He read Darrow's eyes.

If you dare to continue, the next kick will not fall on the ground, but will fall on yourself.

Wufter lost his arrogance in an instant, and he was discouraged.

"Referee, I have lost the ability to fight. I admit defeat." Wuft struggled to squeeze out the words from his throat, and stammered to the referee.

The referee on the field was stunned for a moment, and then ran to Wufter to confirm repeatedly before announcing it.

"This battle, Darrow is the winner!"

Before the words were finished, the audience around the duel field became unhappy, as if a ladle of water was spilled on a frying pan, it exploded completely.

"Fuck you, Heilang, are you acting!"

"Fuck off, admit defeat before hitting you, you soft bastard."

"The injury on that kid's body is fake. He is just a bastard who came to cheat me of money."

There was a lot of scolding in the auditorium, but Da Luo ignored it, and left directly from the player passage, and walked into Sani Ruo's box.

"Boss, this is you." Sonny said to Darrow with a crooked smile when he saw Darrow open the door and came in. He gave Darrow a thumbs up.

"It's nothing, it's normal to win." Darrow thought Sonny was talking about his performance on the field, so he said calmly.

In the eyes of Sonny, Darrow's calmness is a profound expression, and the admiration for Darrow in his heart is a little bit deeper, and then he chattered to Darrow.

"You are really clever. You pretend to be injured, increase the odds, and then directly invest all the money in it to reap a big wave. It is really clever."

"Boss, do you know that when you came out with a bandage on, the odds suddenly increased from 1.24 to almost 1.5."

"I almost laughed out loud watching that group of people frantically correcting that Wufter's bet before the game."

"This time, although your odds are not as high as when you first played, we have bet 3000 million all-in, and we can earn more when the base is large."

"Guess how much we made this time?"

"500 million, which means we have close to 500 million now, from 1000 million to 500 million in three games, boss, you are really a genius."

Shansang Niruo's words like machine guns made Darrow dumbfounded. He pretended to be injured, raised the odds, put all his eggs in one basket, and had a full pocket.

When did you have this arrangement?

Thousands of doubts condensed in Darrow's heart, and finally turned into one sentence: "Yes, I'm really a genius."

"..."

For some reason, Sonny Ruo suddenly felt that his boss had a thicker skin.

"Oh, by the way, don't forget to tell you." Darrow didn't get carried away, and explained the thing on the list again.

"Yes."

Although he was curious about what his boss bought these things for, as a professional agent, Sonny knew what to ask and what not to ask.

After explaining to Sonny, Darrow was not in Moji, he swung the back of his windbreaker, turned his head and walked towards the tavern, as if a big boss in a movie had exited with style.

Suddenly Darrow seemed to think of something, Darrow turned his head abruptly, and said to Sonny who was behind him:

"Oh, by the way, help me buy a wheelchair, I will use a wheelchair for the next game, and see what the odds are."

"...?"