Chapter 12: What a joke
The beauty took the initiative to talk to herself, although Lin Ye was a little surprised, she would not take this opportunity to continue to be close to others, because Lin Ye knew that she was just talking casually, and she might not have seen her appearance clearly.
Don't think about it, let's think about how to call back my absconding father, the loan shark he borrowed has been settled, and there is no need to live the embarrassing days of hiding XC.
Seeing that Hong Hai should be a big brother in society who cares about credibility, it is unlikely that he will go back on his word for so much money.
Moreover, how to use the 100,000 yuan that has just been received can really bring our factory back to life......
Lin Ye's consciousness is so high, but there are still some people who are not happy, a young man sitting in the front row turned his head and said to the beautiful woman beside Lin Ye: "Qingqing, don't listen to his nonsense, a nobody wants to defeat the devil, the probability is too small." ”
His gaze turned to Lin Ye again, and according to the characteristics of his clothing, he immediately judged that Lin Ye did not look like a rich man, with a temperament, skin and hairstyle.
To put it bluntly, at first glance, it is not a person at the same level and in the same circle as us.
But he still tentatively asked, "What do you call me, I haven't seen you before." ”
"I don't come often. ”
Lin Ye's expression was calm, although he sensed some elements of doubt and contempt in the other party's eyes.
"I'll just say it. ”
The young man snorted, then turned to Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, don't be misled by casual nonsense, although 100,000 yuan is not much, the feeling of losing is also very unpleasant." ”
The green beauty didn't pick up at all, and was still fiddling with her mobile phone with her head down.
It's a bad feeling to lose, isn't it?
Lin Ye didn't want to say anything, but replied in his heart: If you know this truth, then don't gamble.
The young man was bored with Qingqing, but he refused to let Lin Ye go, and asked again, "Are you from the blue sea?"
Lin Ye didn't want to deal with him, but out of the most basic courtesy, he still nodded.
"I've never seen you ......"
The young man muttered, and he was even more convinced in his heart that Lin Ye was by no means a child of a wealthy family at the same level as them.
At this time, the two fighters of the third fight had already begun to take the stage, and with the discussion around him, the young man also turned his head and turned his attention away from the woods.
"Haha, what's going on?"
He only glanced at it, and then laughed out loud, the reason is: the two fighters on the stage, the image and aura or something, are simply two incomparably sharp contrasts.
Although it is a black boxing, there are no strict requirements for the dress code of the boxer, but in order to avoid cheating, the boxer must be shirtless and barefoot, so as to avoid hiding the murder weapon or wearing that kind of iron-toed boots.
The boxer, nicknamed the devil, looks like he is in his twenties, with a strong body, sharp eyes, and the muscles of his whole body are certainly not taking the bodybuilding route, but he has a sense of refinement of steel and iron casting, and at first glance he is an offensive player who combines flexibility and explosiveness.
Looking at Eruru again, I don't know if he deliberately made it bad, before taking off his clothes, he quietly used his mana to adjust his figure, and now he has become a middle-aged office uncle with narrow shoulders, bulging belly, loose skin, and lazy meat, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like a middle-aged uncle in the office who has a fat body and is extremely lacking in exercise.
What are you kidding, this is also a boxer?
Not to mention the audience who didn't know anything about it under the stage, even Hong Hai, Mad Cow and others were a little confused: I thought that Brother Lulu, who hated the land without ring and infinite strength, should be the kind of beast physique wrapped in green tendons and muscles, but I didn't expect that as soon as I took off my clothes, I ......
Brother Mad Cow couldn't hold back and muttered a big truth that can be called the best description: Damn, this figure is almost the same as my diabetic father.
How can this kind of figure have the exaggerated power to lift thousands of pounds, it can't be that we made a mistake, got it wrong, and were fooled, right?
Hong Hai is an expert in manipulating gambling games, and he was originally very confident in Eruru, but now he is in a trance: the big steel beam in their factory can't be a fake with plastic and hollow and a layer of rust, right?
"No, it's too late to verify it now! Otherwise, I'll lose a lot in this game. ”
Before taking the stage, Hong Hai gave an order to Mad Bull: You go to test it, and you must determine whether his strength is true or false.
Well, in less than ten seconds, the mad cow turned pale, sweated on his forehead, and came back with a suppressed snort in his throat.
"Brother Hai, my arm is broken, I have to go to the hospital. ”
"Very well, go ahead, go back and reward you. ”
Hai Ge was very happy, because he saw with his own eyes that Eruru only pinched it gently, just like the grandmother next door tried the tenderness of the celery stalks when she was shopping for vegetables, and the mad cow became like this.
Haige's confidence returned, and then he called the staff and took Eruru to the stage.
"How can this kind of figure have such terrifying power, Zhente Ma is so great in the world that there is no ......"
Brother Hai muttered in his mouth, but showed a sinister and cunning smile: Hmph, this is fine! I don't believe it, except for me, who can have such sharp eyes and dare to bet heavily on Eruru.
There was a noise under the ring, not to mention how the gamblers questioned and coaxed, Lin Ye felt a little unable to sit still, and said Eruru, you are a little too much.
Will such an extreme and disparity seriously dampen the betting enthusiasm of gamblers and make them have no expectations for the outcome of the game?
Although how much money can be made from the gambling game run by Hong Hai, it has nothing to do with Lin Ye, anyway, Eruru's appearance fee has been paid, and his father's IOU has been destroyed.
However, Lin Ye still hopes that everything can be carried out normally, start early, end smoothly, and there will be no twists and turns during the period, so that we can go home happily and count the money......
Lin Ye has this concern, and can only say that he knows too little about gambling and underestimates the experience and ability of professionals like Hong Hai to manipulate the gambling game.
If you don't think the outcome is in doubt, you can bet on something else, such as the Adversary who can knock out his opponent in a matter of seconds, or even bet on whether Eruru will climb out of the ring alive.
Underground casinos can gamble on anything, as long as gamblers are convinced that they can win, there is too much to operate.
Next, it was the moment when the host played his super eloquence, he stood on the stage, chattered and flickered, making the atmosphere of the scene cloudy and foggy, confusing, and some extremely adventurous gamblers began to ponder: should you bet a small amount on Eruru, with a small amount of money, in case of betting, it will be several times the profit.
They didn't invest much, and they were cautious in their bets, but the money acted as a catalyst to make the situation slowly move closer to what Hong Hai expected.
The young man who was sitting in the front row of the forest turned his head back to the Qingqing girl and said: "Qingqing, I pressed the devil for 500,000, although the odds are too low and I can't win much, but it's better than losing the grievances......"
Qingqing girl still didn't look up, ignored him, and didn't change the meaning of the bet.
The young man pursed his lips, turned his gaze to Lin Ye's side again, and said in a strange tone: "Dude, don't be so wasteful about the hard-earned 100,000 yuan, it's too late to regret it now." ”
Lin Ye was in no mood to quarrel with him, but he was still young and vigorous, and couldn't help but reply: "One million and eight million, trivial, not worth repeating repeatedly." ”
The consciousness in the words is quite obvious: I really don't care about this money, it's still a chicken feather, can you be a little bit of a gentleman and shut your mouth?
Of course, the young man could understand it, his face suddenly fell, his lips squirmed a few times, and he held back a more ugly sentence, just glaring at Lin Ye hatefully.
The young girl next to her raised her head, as if she was looking at each other with serious eyes, and carefully examined Lin Ye's appearance.
Lin Ye turned his head and smiled at her, and the young girl nodded nonchalantly, as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't speak.
Any questions?
Lin Ye saw it, but he couldn't ask, so he could only say in his heart: It's really not the same kind of person as us, and it doesn't look like it's very easy to get along with.
After a while, the host's flickering speech was finally over, and the real competition was about to begin.
At this time, everyone's curiosity has been mobilized, whether it is a gambler who placed a bet, or a lively audience, everyone wants to know, why did the dealer arrange a waste material style player like Eruru to fight with the devil, tonight's gambling fight, will there be a magical turn of shocking eyeballs?