Chapter 42: Going for the Money! Bet on Yourself, Bet One Million First!
"Ten to one odds... I'm really being looked down upon."
Luo Ming shook his head helplessly.
If I had known this earlier, I would have found someone to bet on me. I still have a lot of Yanxia coins on me. I can bet one million and double it to ten million.
This is no easier than playing this game.
Just as Luo Ming was thinking.
A strong man who is nearly two meters tall has walked onto the ring.
"Garo? Bronze rank one? Are you kidding me?"
He grinned with a disdainful smile.
"Are you Ghost Face? I don't see where the ghost is."
Luo Ming shook his head.
"Come on, I'll give you a chance to make a move, otherwise you'll be out today."
Luo Ming waved at him.
"What did you say!"
Ghost Face's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
"Are you looking for death?"
"You guessed it, I'm just looking for death, so, can you kill me?"
Luo Ming's sinister tone, coupled with the wolf ghost mask, actually made the onlookers feel a chill for a moment.
"Stop nagging me, Ghost Face, and kill him right away!"
"That's right! A bronze-level 1 kid was beaten to death with just one slap! You useless piece of shit, how long are you going to waste your time here?"
"Ghost Face, if you dare to make me lose, I will kill you!"
In the audience, countless people extended warm greetings to Ghost Face.
"Damn it! If I don't kill you, I'll be letting the audience down! Transform! Ghost-faced Mantis!"
A dark light covered the ghost face.
After a few breaths, a mantis over two meters tall and completely black appeared in front of everyone.
This mantis wore a bone mask on its head, and its hands were as sharp as sickles, emitting bursts of cold light, as if it could even cut through the void.
"Boy, die!"
Swish!
The black ghost-faced mantis let out a strange cry from its mouth, and suddenly turned into a black light and pounced towards Luo Ming.
"Good! Impressive! Steady!"
"A good start, I bet 50,000 yuan, 5,000 yuan is not bad, a small profit!"
"Hahahaha! I just picked up a bargain and staked all my 500,000 yuan!"
"You're really smart, but it's also true that if you don't make money, you're stupid. If I had known, I would have bet a million! Regret it!"
The audience on the stage were discussing.
Wang Zhe also chuckled.
"How's Mo Qing? This round is a sure thing, right?"
"Well, I should have bet more."
Lin Moqing nodded. It was her first time and she didn't understand the ins and outs of this. Otherwise, she would have asked Wang Zhe to bet more and take out all her small treasury.
"Well, there will be a chance. Although this kind of opportunity doesn't always come, there should be other opportunities later. Just listen to my arrangements then."
Wang Zhe put his arms around her shoulders and took a deep breath, a lewd smile flashing across his face.
"It's over! I'm going to lose, Xia Qingcheng, ahhhh, I'm going to bite you to death!"
Ning Susu rubbed Xia Qingcheng's body vigorously.
Occasionally, he would deliberately stay in sensitive areas, and it was obvious that he had other intentions.
"Win a thousand, lose ten thousand, nine thousand is gone. That's my meal money! Woo woo woo!"
Ning Susu burst into tears with tears in her eyes.
"Would you like to listen to what you are saying?"
Xia Qingcheng complained, then her beautiful eyes moved to the ring.
"Could it be that I really saw it wrong? This Langya is just a stubborn person."
At the moment when the ghost-faced mantis rushed towards him, Luo Ming wanted to move forward and kill it instantly.
Then I thought about it again.
This kind of opportunity to make money is not always available. Instead of killing the opponent instantly, it is better to... find a way to raise your own odds, and then bet on yourself... hehehe!
A hint of amusement appeared on his face under the mask, and then he took a step forward.
boom!
A burst of flames covered its body, and a proud meteor fire wolf appeared in front of everyone.
"Hey, an A-rank monster, not bad!"
"It's not bad. Even though the Ghost-Faced Mantis is B-level, the level gap is too big!"
"Indeed, let's end this battle quickly. This kind of battle without suspense is not interesting at all."
boom!
The Meteor Fire Wolf and the Ghost Face Mantis collided with each other and became entangled with each other.
Luo Ming was in danger every time, but he was never defeated by the Ghost-faced Mantis.
On the other hand, the Ghost-Faced Mantis became quite impatient as its moves failed again and again, and its rhythm became quite chaotic.
"Sure, this guy can actually fight the Ghost-Faced Mantis so hard?"
"No, we can't let him win."
"Fuck? What kind of rubbish is this mantis? A bronze level 5 can't kill a bronze level 1? Kill him instantly!"
"Damn it! I bet half a million! If you lose, I'll make a specimen of you!"
Luo Ming dodged the opponent's attacks with difficulty, and occasionally let the opponent hurt him deliberately.
"It's easy to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but it's really hard to really pretend to be a pig and fight the pig back and forth."
"Almost."
After secretly complaining, Luo Ming deliberately revealed a flaw, allowing the ghost-faced mantis to hit his chest.
Then he let out a crazy roar and directly grasped his blade with both hands.
Then fold it hard, snap!
The hand was broken, and the last whip kick knocked the ghost-faced mantis away.
Only then did he begin to breathe heavily, and his transformed state was lifted.
His clothes were torn and his body was covered with wounds, with blood flowing down his body.
Although it looked miserable, Luo Ming won after all.
But when he won, everyone around him suddenly turned against him.
"The boat capsized in the gutter?"
"Oh my god! What an upset! What kind of a major upset is this!"
"Ghost Face, go die! You're my coffin!"
"Ahhh! Ghost Face, my five hundred thousand! I'm going to kick your wife to death! I'm so pissed off!"
Everyone was cursing, and Lin Moqing's face was not looking good either. Although the ten thousand yuan was not his, who wouldn't want to win?
"Okay, Mo Qing, don't be upset. It's only ten thousand yuan. This Yalang will definitely play again later. He's already injured, so he's bound to lose the next match. We continue to bet on his opponent, and we're sure to win."
Wang Zhe comforted him.
Judging from the strength displayed by Garo, his victory in this round was mainly due to luck.
The next opponent is stronger than Ghost Face, and luck will not always be with him. The most important thing is that he is injured and is already at the end of his strength.
"Hahahaha! Win, win, make a hundred thousand!"
"Qingcheng, you are really my big baby!"
Ning Susu jumped up excitedly. She hugged Xia Qingcheng and kissed her on the face left and right.
"Okay, stop kissing. Are you still going to bet on the next round?"
"Of course, we're just getting started."
"Okay, but you can't suppress Fanglang next time."
Xia Qingcheng's analysis is basically the same as Wang Zhe's.
At this time, Luo Ming came to a corner of the cage and waved his hand to call a security guard.
"Brother, please help me."
"What's the matter?"
The other party frowned.
"Place a bet for me. Bet on Yalang in the next match. Bet one million."
As he spoke, he handed over a bank card.
"ah?"
The security guard was stunned and just stood there in a daze.
No, buddy, are you serious?
Or is it that he failed to commit suicide and wants to give away his wealth first?
At this time, the big screen continued to scroll, the second game was between Garo and Moshi.
In the previous match, his opponent, the Demon Lion, bit off the enemy's head with one bite.
He is also one of the three champion reserves in the advanced field, a bronze level 8 magic lion.
And in this game, his odds have reached an astonishing one to fifteen!
"Okay, time to make some money."
Luo Ming grinned and stepped onto the ring again.
(End of this chapter)
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