Chapter 33 33 Gamblers Will End up with Nothing
Chapter 33 33. Gamblers will end up with nothing
Xia Feng was thinking.
[Cheap adoptive father: To be honest, kid, this may be a good opportunity to make a lot of money. You may lose every second from 3 to 300 seconds, so there are 298 odds in total. See if you have a chance to lose at 59 seconds. The odds at this time point are as high as 10 times, which is the highest odds among 298. How about I bet 2 million and give you half of it? ]
Xia Feng: “???”
[Xia Feng: It’s agreed that even if you lose, you have to lose standing up? ]
[Cheap adoptive father: There is no contradiction between losing standing up and making money lying down. We are all adults. It’s time to understand the truth of ‘having it all’ kid~]
[Xia Feng: Haha (smile), I suggest you bet on me to win~]
[Cheap adoptive father: Yes, it’s good to be confident, but if you face the reality, remember to lose at 59 seconds! ]
Seeing this, Xia Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him. He lowered his head and thought about it. In addition to these 298 odds, there were two odds left. One was that he won, and the other was that he was killed instantly. Both were as high as 100 times. For everyone, it was an option with extremely high risk and extremely high return.
After thinking for a moment, he sent another message to Wei Shutong.
[Xia Feng: Help me invest 100,000, I win! ]
[Cheap adoptive father: Are you sure? ]
[Xia Feng: The money will be transferred to you after the fight. Old Wei, you help me advance it first. ]
[Cheap adoptive father: Gamblers will end up with nothing. ]
[Xia Feng: Hurry up, hurry up, stop talking nonsense, I'm very sober. ]
[Cheap adoptive father: OK]
*
At the same time, in the referee's room.
Because this fair duel was too hot under the promotion of an unknown black hand, the Holy Department specially dispatched the captain of the seventh team, Chen Xingdao, to the scene to maintain order.
"Sword Demon, why are you here?"
Chen Xingdao frowned, "The Bureau Chief sent our Seventh Team to take charge of the scene."
Freya looked calm and smiled gently, "Master Chen, my students are competing today, can't I come and see?"
Students? Chen Xingdao narrowed his eyes slightly. It was the first time he saw Sword Demon pay so much attention to a student.
There were a total of four fair duels today, and the most watched one was undoubtedly the duel between the two geniuses Yan Xujia and Xia Feng.
One was the son of the marquis who had been famous for a long time, and the other was a freshman who suddenly became famous in the past few days.
Chen Xingdao didn't know much about the freshman, but he had carefully investigated Yan Xujia, the son of the marquis.
In the freshman spiritual pressure test, he ranked first by a large margin, won 18 consecutive games in the college challenge, and created an undefeated myth. In the sophomore year, he was specially hired into the Black Moon Church. He once again killed the Knight Corps with an invincible attitude, was promoted to Silver Armor in half a year, and won the title of Guardian in one year. In the future, there will be a seat for him in the Black Moon Paladin. In addition to his identity as the son of the marquis, his future is limitless.
After Chen Xingdao finished reading Yan Xujia's information, he said that this boy was so terrifying that he must not be kept.
"Master Chen, who do you think will win the last duel?" Freya asked.
Although Chen Xingdao had a gloomy villain look with a hooked nose and drooping eyes, he was born a Taoist priest. After joining the Imperial Holy Department, he still liked to dress in Taoist clothes, so people who knew him called him Master Chen.
Hearing Dao Mo's question, Chen Xingdao thought carefully for a moment and shook his head and said, "In my opinion, Xia Feng. This boy is in danger today."
"Is that so."
Freya lowered her eyes slightly and sighed softly. She heard about the bet between Xia Feng and Yan Xujia. The loser would be exiled to southern Xinjiang. She didn't know what Xia Feng was thinking. It was too reckless to dare to accept such a bet.
She was also planning to accept Xia Feng as her apprentice, but now it seems that it will be even more difficult.
The only solution is for her to follow Xia Feng directly to southern Xinjiang, which makes her very hesitant.
"Dang--"
The competition bell rang for a long time, and the third match ended. A solemn broadcast sounded in the venue:
"The fourth fair match will start in ten minutes. Please prepare for the contestants Xia Feng and Yan Xujia. If you fail to arrive at the fighting venue within the specified time, you will be automatically regarded as a waiver. The fourth fair match will start in ten minutes. Please."
S District VIP waiting room.
Panda's fat figure stood in front of the French window. He pushed his reflective glasses and turned around and said, "Remember the limit. Don't really kill him."
The man sitting on the sofa put down the red wine glass, patted his trouser legs, stood up and stretched, and smiled playfully, "Okay, I know, isn't it just to torture him to collapse? This kind of thing is what I am best at."
As he said, he was about to walk out.
"Wait." A middle-aged man's voice sounded in the corner.
Yan Xujia turned around and said casually, "Why, President Zhao, what can I do for you?"
The middle-aged man was Zhao Jie, the acting president of Liuwei Society.
"For the sake of our cooperation with Cha Naixue, I remind you that the boy surnamed Xia is not simple." Zhao Jie narrowed his scarred eyes and spoke with a warning tone.
Yan Xujia pulled the corner of his mouth: "Acting President Zhao, do you think I am your useless apprentice?"
Zhao Jie frowned slightly. If Qi Xiao and Yan Xujia were compared, there was indeed a world of difference, but he was a man who crawled out of a pile of corpses. He killed countless people in his life and developed an ability to recognize people beyond ordinary people.
So when Qi Xiao died at the hands of Xia Feng, he was shocked. After thinking for several days, he felt that Xia Feng was not simple.
But he had no idea how far this "not simple" would go.
"If Acting President Zhao just said this, then I will leave first." Yan Xujia smiled lightly and pushed the door to leave.
Zhao Jie's scarred grey eyes were indifferent. As an ally, he had said everything he should say. Whether the other party believed it or not was not his concern.
Of course, it was more likely that he was overthinking. Xia Feng's "unsimple" was just ordinary-level unsimple.
"Dang--"
The competition bell rang.
In the middle of the crowded arena, the gates on both sides were opened.
One person wore an elegant white priest's robe, and his shoulder-length hair made him look more like a charming nobleman.
The other person wore the uniform blue and white uniform of Weiyang College. His messy black hair looked untidy. He had dead fish eyes and exuded the temperament of a salted fish otaku all the time.
However, even so, his outstanding appearance still attracted the attention of many people.
"Oh my god, Xia Feng is so handsome!" Some girls' eyes lit up.
"Hiss--this little face~" Some boys' eyes lit up.
Mushroom listened to the discussions of the people around him and tightened his toes. He felt awkward for some reason, as if he was watching an acquaintance show off on stage.
However, the people around him soon stopped paying attention to Xia Feng's appearance and started talking about how many seconds he would lose.
"I bet he would lose in thirty seconds, what time do you bet on?"
"Thirty seconds? What a joke, I have carefully studied the resumes of both sides, Xia Feng will lose within three moves! So at most ten seconds!"
"Ahem" someone said in a low voice embarrassedly, "Actually, I actually bet ten yuan on Xia Feng to win."
"Tsk tsk. You really dare to think. Let me tell you this, if Xia Feng can win, I will eat shit live!"
Hearing such sarcastic and disdainful words, Mushroom pursed his lips and clenched his fists secretly, muttering in his heart, hum, cheating again!
"Dang-"
The competition bell rang twice, the whole audience was silent, and everyone looked at the sky.