With the object of betting again, the gamblers in the audience are fanatical again, and the unfinished boxing match just now is just a small episode, which has been completely forgotten by them.

At this time, the white fat man smiled and showed Gao Ming the text message on his mobile phone, 100 million funds have been received, it seems that Jia Xingwang and others are still very reputable.

Ning Hao's five million will naturally not be less, Major Ning is very emotional when he holds his mobile phone, this five million is not a lot for him before, but it was not earned by him before, and for Ning Dashao, who is now getting his own salary, it is a lot of wealth.

Following Gao Ming's meat to eat, Ning Hao became more and more determined in his thoughts, Director Gao's thick leg was not as good as his son for him now.

Gao Ming is a little strange, the gym was a guarantee just now, and there was no tap at all, so what do they earn? Could it be the same as the court, where the loser comes out?

This idea wants to let Jia Xingwang and the others, who are already desperate and cry without tears, know that they must have tears like rain, this is too bullying, watching the number on the card shrink sharply, that feeling is already extremely sad, why do you still want to continue to sprinkle salt on the wound, or such a large amount of salt.

"Hehe, brother, all the money has arrived, it may still depend on your face, I Zhen Huanxi doesn't have such a big face." The white fat man saw Gao Ming's doubts and said with a smile.

"Oh? You mean they did it on purpose? Gao Ming seemed to understand a little.

"Gao Shao, are you having fun?" Liang Wendong walked over from there and asked with a smile.

"Well, it's okay." Gao Ming smiled faintly, the appearance of this master was just right.

"Haha, then Gao Shao, you can play a little longer, the next game will definitely not disappoint you, all your earnings today, the hall will transfer a penny to Zhen Shao's account." Liang Wendong said with a smile.

"Liang always has a heart." Gao Ming glanced at Liang Wendong and remained silent.

I have a little more understanding of Liang Wendong in my heart, this person not only handles affairs decisively and crisply, but is also good at calculation, and this eight-sided exquisite mind is also something that few people can match. Knowing that he didn't use the money from the gym, he understood that Gao Ming didn't want to be involved with them, so he didn't accept the money from the gym, so that he would not go against Gao Ming's intentions, and sell it without missing a trace, killing two birds with one stone.

Even if Gao Ming has a good impression of a person who does this kind of underground gambling business, it is difficult to have a bad feeling for this person.

"Come, distinguished guests, try the best Da Hong Pao that I specially brewed, and enjoy the boxing match slowly while sipping tea." Seeing that Gao Ming didn't have a very special expression, Liang Wendong was a little disappointed in his heart, but his face was still full of enthusiasm.

With a wave of his hand, several girls wearing traditional Chinese cheongsams and swaying in the back held steaming fragrant tea in front of everyone.

And Jia Xingwang, who was watching Liang Wendong with tea and laughing with Gao Ming, not only pulled out the cold, but also began to sweat coldly.

As much as 100 million cash can be transferred to Zhen Huanxi's account within ten minutes, naturally it is not because Jia Xingwang is creditworthy, usually if he loses a few million, he will lose, Jia Dashao will naturally not pay the debt, he can't afford to lose that person. But today he really wants to repay the debt, it's a big deal to let Zhen Fatzi block him, he still doesn't believe it, Zhen Fatzi is not afraid that his family will know.

But before he had time to make this move, the mobile phone rang, Liang Wendong's words on the phone made his already ice slag heart broken again, not much to say, but the meaning is very clear, if he dares to repay the debt, not only Liang Wendong can't protect him, but even the wise son Zhang Qiyu doesn't have that face, who let him bet against the person he can't afford to provoke.

Jia Xingwang is no matter how stupid he is at this time, and he knows who the person who can't be provoked is, it turns out to be the ordinary young man next to the white fat man Zhen Huanxi, who can make it inconvenient for Zhi Gongzi to come forward, what is his identity? Jia Xingwang didn't dare to continue to think deeply.

When he saw the scene in front of him, and then remembered the scene at the beginning, Jia Xingwang really wanted to give himself a few big mouths. No wonder the white fat man smiled so weirdly, it turned out that he had already dug a pit and waited for them to jump, all kinds of grievances arose for a while, you are so awesome, just scare us back at the beginning, why pretend to be so pure, can a person of your status still lack money?

Jia Xingwang is really wrong about this, Gao Ming is indeed a little short of money, the men of the Gao family are short of money, and he has an old man who treats money like dung and keeps spoiling dung every day.

Seeing that Lai was unable to rely on it, Jia Xingwang and the others could only transfer money helplessly, even if they were heartbroken. Now his greatest wish is to hope to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster, don't be remembered by the guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, just cause unnecessary trouble to the family.

"Jia Shao, are we still gambling this time? Maybe we can win it back. The woman next to her carefully comforted Jia Xingwang, who was like a mourner.

"Bet you're paralyzed, can I press you up?" If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Jia Xingwang would definitely be a big mouth and a heartwarming foot.

Didn't Nima see that Kari was only seven or eight hundred? Don't talk about gambling, if you charge tickets here, the brothers will have to work here to make money today, and no one dares to eat Liang Wendong's overlord meal, right?

Fortunately, in addition to betting, the qiē consumption of the guild hall is free.

As the lights dimmed, the host stood on the edge of the ring and loudly announced that the Muay Thai champion was on a mission, and with the demon god-like Ross boxing king on it, he would be stupid if he went up again, right?

The Muay Thai king was much more low-key this time, and he didn't use so much fancy, running briskly to the edge of the ring, walking up the steps, and then getting into the ring from the fence.

It seems that the Ross boxing champion, who stood motionless in the center of the ring and looked like a stone sculpture, also gave him great psychological pressure.

Seeing that both of them were already standing in the ring, the host in the audience rang the gong representing the start of the game.

This time, instead of just posing for a stump starter like in the first fight, the Muay Thai king stretched his arms half-bent forward and slid his feet back and forth in front of Petrov, who was still motionless with his eyes closed and his hands down.

Obviously, the powerful Rose boxing king forced even the Muay Thai champion to take the offensive from the start.

And Petrov, who had been standing in the ring with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes, his gray eyes without a trace of life, looking at Bocha like a dead man, and did not react to his movements in the ring.

There was silence in the audience, and no one dared to shout loudly. Although they are more than ten meters apart, the powerful qi of the Ross boxing king makes everyone feel like they are pressing a grinding disc in their hearts, and it can be imagined how heavy the pressure on the Muay Thai king in the ring is.

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