Chapter 1,213 Dare to Place a Bet with 8 Times Odds, Wow Hahaha!

Sitting on a comfortable sofa, Coco has a 38D girl on each side. Judging from their ages, the two girls don't seem to be very old, at most about 17 or 18 years old, but it is really unclear how they developed, how they could develop such a "majestic" 38D.

Nuwa looked down at her "plain" and felt very uncomfortable.

This really hit her hard.

Kaila was eating a big bag of popcorn happily, as if he had long been accustomed to Coco's behavior.

The sofas were surrounded in the room, and there was no glass in front. People around the boxing ring could easily see the people in the room, and people in the room could also easily see the situation around the boxing ring.

However, everyone knew that being able to have such a space in the black boxing match venue must not be an ordinary person, and that was definitely an existence that they could not afford to provoke.

So when Coco, Kaila and Nuwa appeared in the room, people only envied them.

Coco is less than three years old and her body is still developing, so she still has short arms and legs, but this does not prevent her from groping around the two 38D girls and taking advantage of them in a filthy way.

Although the spectators around the ring can easily see the little guy's behavior, Coco does not look embarrassed at all.

Anyway, the naughty kid still touched, and he was very skilled at it. His little hands touched the plumpness of the big sisters, making many male spectators around the ring want to switch positions with Coco.

The two 38D girls beside Coco are blonde and blue-eyed, and their looks are also very charming. They are twins, which can be said to be the best.

However, for Coco, she only cares about whether the other's breasts are big enough, and the little girl has never considered other aspects.

Of course, even if the ugly monster has big breasts, Coco will not like it either.

Nuwa sat quietly on the left. A large fruit plate was placed on the coffee table in front of her. It was full of freshly cut fruits, and there was a pink cocktail on the side.

In addition to the popcorn in her hand, Kayla also had a lot of bagged snacks on the coffee table in front of her. Her parents would never let her eat these things when she was at home. Only when she was with Coco could she eat them freely. This is why Kayla likes to play with Coco.

Bored Nuwa glanced at the big-breasted girl whose face was red after being touched by Coco. She found that the two big-breasted twin girls were not ordinary people. They both exuded a strong smell of blood, and they were filled with a gloomy and dark atmosphere like the old vampire.

It's just that it's difficult for ordinary people to detect these.

But in front of Nuwa, how could these be hidden?

It can be seen that these two 38D girls are also vampires, and judging from the bloody smell emanating from them, the power level of the twin vampires is not low.

However, no matter how strong they are, their power can never be compared with Coco and Kayla, let alone Nuwa.

Even if Nuwa came to the United States, her own power level was suppressed by the national destiny of the United States, but these vampires could not compare with her.

Perhaps the two vampire girls also sensitively noticed this, knowing that the three girls in this room, two small and one big, were not easy to mess with, so they seemed very uneasy and cramped, and at the same time embarrassed and shy under the harassment of Coco's "magic hand".

The match in the boxing ring has entered its end.

One of the two white boxers was hit in the head by his opponent's leg, and the whole person fell down limply, while the guy who knocked down his opponent raised his hands high, roared and roared like a beast, and began to slowly circle around the boxing ring in a show of force.

The spectators under the boxing ring suddenly became very excited.

Of course, many people began to curse, obviously they lost money because of the boxer who fell to the ground.

"Kill him! Let him die! That guy made me lose money, I don't want him to live!"

"Die! Die! Die!"

"Hey, man, what's the point of not dying! Kill him!"

"It's useless, it's a waste of air to live, quickly get rid of that bastard!"

The people who lost money started to make noises, but they didn't dare to cause trouble, after all, the one who organized this black boxing match was a vampire, so they could only vent their anger on the boxer who lost the match.

Because it was an underground black boxing, the lives of the boxers no longer belonged to themselves from the moment they stepped onto the ring.

If they won, it would be fine.

But if they lost, it would depend on the opinions of the spectators under the ring.

The host, wearing a plaid suit and with a slicked-back face, walked onto the ring and asked the audience loudly with an exaggerated expression and tone: "Do you all want this guy to be killed? Then please name your price! Everything in the world can be bought with money, even life has a price here."

"Ten thousand dollars! Who else wants to pay? This guy made me lose money, and he is no longer qualified to live!"

A fat man under the ring threw a stack of dollars onto the ring, then turned around and asked loudly if anyone was willing to pay for the boxer to die like him.

Soon, many people took out piles of cash and threw them on the ring like the fat man, and soon there were hundreds of thousands of dollars in bills on the ring.

However, this is far from the amount that can kill a boxer.

That's right, if you want to kill a boxer who loses the game, at least one million dollars is needed.

In a disguised way, this also protects the boxers who come to participate in the game.

At the same time, it is also an opportunity to generate income.

"Wow, there are already 550,000 US dollars on the ring, but this is far from enough."

The host came to the edge of the ring with a smile, looking at the audience and saying this fact, and at the same time hoping that they will continue to be more enthusiastic.

The boxer who had knocked down his opponent had a smile on his face.

After all, if he reached the amount of 1 million and killed his opponent, he could take 20% of the 1 million, and it was precisely because of this relationship that he smiled.

As for the opponent's life, he didn't care.

Because the boxers who can come here to participate in the boxing match have been told what will happen after losing before they come, everyone has a psychological preparation in their hearts, right?

"Will the guy who loses the match die?"

Nuwa picked up a grape on the coffee table and threw it into her mouth, looking at Coco and asked.

Coco touched her favorite *** and responded: "I don't know, what does this have to do with me? Anyway, if those spectators get together 1 million, that guy will definitely not survive."

Because she has come here to watch black boxing matches, Coco knows more about this aspect.

Nuwa didn't say anything that she couldn't bear it. After all, the person who died was a foreigner, so she didn't care either. The reason she asked this question was just curiosity.

You know, Nuwa has lived for so long and experienced the ancient battle of the gods. She has seen the scene of blood flowing into rivers and the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Therefore, a mere black boxing match can't have any impact on Nuwa.

As she spoke, the boxing ring finally broke through 1 million US dollars.

At this point, the fate of the boxer who was knocked down was doomed.

The boxer who knocked him down walked to his side, raised his leg and began to kick his head fiercely. The first kick caused the opponent's neck to twist strangely, and the second kick made a "crack" sound of fracture.

The man kicked violently, roaring like a beast while kicking.

This guy kicked about dozens of times, and the guy who was knocked down by him on the boxing ring could no longer be seen as a human being. It was obviously deader than dead.

The spectators under the boxing ring were excited and screaming, both men and women had distorted expressions.

It seemed that they had never thought that someone had lost a fresh life on the boxing ring just now.

Here, human life cannot be said to be like grass, because human life here has a price, and the price is as high as 1 million US dollars.

For many people, life is priceless.

But here...

The body on the boxing ring was dragged away, and the boxer who won the game also walked off the boxing ring.

The host began to warm up for the next game.

"Dear guests, the next match will be the bloody match that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time. Please cheer and get excited!"

As the host encouraged, the audience shouted.

Coco turned around and asked one of the 38D girls next to her: "Sister, is the next match Logan's?"

The girl nodded: "It's him. This is a fight to the death. There is no situation where the loser fights for his life. Only one boxer can leave the ring, and Logan's opponents are not ordinary people, and there are many of them."

Because Coco often comes here to watch the game, she immediately understood what the 38D next to her meant.

"A match between many people VS one person? Hahaha, it's interesting."

Coco suddenly became interested.

"What is the handicap?"

Obviously, Coco is ready to participate in this game.

Hearing this, the 38D girl who answered Coco's question just now said: "If you bet on Logan to win the game, the odds are 1 to 5, and if you bet on him to lose the game, the odds are 1 to 1.18. Of course, you can also bet against other VIPs."

Based on the odds given by this girl, it is obvious that this guy named Logan has a big chance of losing the game, otherwise his opponent would not have such a low odds.

"How many opponents does he have?"

Coco asked again.

The girl replied: "12, four mutants, four superpowers, and four blood slaves."

"Are there any VIPs betting against them?" Coco was not interested in betting on the handicap of the organizer of the boxing match. It was obvious that she liked to bet against VIPs.

After all, the vampire count who organized this underground boxing match has always been very respectful to her, Coco, so the little girl didn't want this guy to lose too much.

You know, this vampire count is also doing underground black boxing matches to make money.

If he can't make money, then this underground black boxing may never be held again.

In order not to lose such an interesting place, Coco generally doesn't bet on the handicap here.

But there is no such concern for those VIP guests.

38D girl nodded: "A shareholder from the Las Vegas Brilliant Casino, a gentleman affiliated with the Italian Mafia Cezoni family, is willing to give 8 times the odds to those who bet on Logan to win, which is much higher than our odds."

Coco didn't even think about it, "11.3 million dollars, bet on Logan to win the match. Now take me to meet this Logan. I need to give him a little confidence and get to know the boxer I bet on."

When she heard that it was a member of the Mafia, Coco announced that she would accept the bet.

You know, Coco is definitely the enemy of the Mafia right now.

The Mafia in New York has been completely destroyed by Hilda and others sent by Coco, and they have taken over their territory and business.

Now there is another Mafia from Las Vegas here, and Coco certainly has no reason to let it go.

Besides, the other party dared to offer eight times the odds...