Hearing Ye Bufan's words so mysterious, the third girl was suddenly a little moved, so she agreed to Ye Bufan's proposal and followed him to the bar.

"I'm looking for your supervisor!" Ye Bufan smiled.

"Is there something wrong?" The waiter looked at him with wary eyes.

"I'm going to bet!" Ye Bufan said bluntly.

The waiter was relieved, knowing that there were not many people fighting underground here, and they were usually introduced by acquaintances.

With a smile on his face, he led the four people in, and said to a small flat head: "Brother Ding, the three of them are going in to bet." ”

Brother Ding waved him out, and asked casually, "Look at your face, someone introduced you?" ”

"Introduced by all the less! Nima, aren't you just here to play, do you need to be so nervous? Ye Bufan said impatiently.

His arrogant appearance is easier to believe, because ordinary sons and brothers are like this, where they can afford to look down on the director of a bar? Therefore, Brother Ding put his mind at ease and didn't dare to say more, for fear of losing a big fish.

Brother Ding walked in with Ye Bufan, who was full of alcohol, in his opinion, this kind of guest who drank about the same time is usually the easiest to make big bets, the reason, it is easy to get excited when he drinks too much, and he is impulsive when he is excited.

After passing through a few secret doors, and then taking the elevator all the way down, Ye Bufan estimated that it was at least three stories high before the elevator stopped.

Pushing open the closed door, a commotion came to the ears, which surprised the unprepared three girls, and when they looked up, they saw that they were already in the stands of an indoor fighting ring.

The arena is not very large, but it can accommodate about 1,000 people, which is the size of a small gymnasium. It has a circular structure, and in order to attract more spectators, the surrounding auditorium is quite close to the ring in the center.

And the setting of the ring is also very interesting, it is almost completely closed, there is only a small entrance, and there is a door there, and a large iron lock is hung on the door, which is supposed to prevent the players from escaping from inside!

"What is this?" Zhao Feifei asked strangely, she had been in the capital for more than twenty years and had never seen these things.

"This is the legendary underground fighting arena, which is what I call a great place to let off steam on all your emotions." Ye Bufan said with a smile.

That Ding Ge automatically retreated after leading them to the location, so Ye Bufan didn't have to worry about anything, he pointed to the boxing ring in the middle of the arena and said, "Look, there is the ring, and there should be players on the stage to fight in a while." ”

"Isn't this a boxing ring, nothing special!" Zhao Feifei asked puzzled.

Ye Bufan took them to find a place to sit down, and then smiled: "Don't you see that all the people here are rich people." ”

"But does money have anything to do with here?" Zhao Fenyi was still puzzled.

"It's related!" Ye Bufan smiled and said, "Because the game here can be betted, bet on the spot!" And one thing you might not expect is that the games here will even be dead, at least crippled. ”

"No, isn't it illegal?" Shangguan Yiren said in surprise.

"It's illegal to be fine, but if your backstage is hard enough, no one can interfere with you! In fact, this kind of underground fighting is very popular abroad, and those who have money like to come here to find excitement and release daily stress. Ye Bufan said.

"What a pervert!" Li Yifei's face was a little white and said.

"When you get to their level, maybe you'll find some excitement too, otherwise how can you spend those boring days!" Ye Bufan sighed.

As he spoke, a host walked up to the stage and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm very glad that you're here as scheduled, tonight, we're going to have three games." Soon, the first match will begin, and Yang Wenle, a southern boxing master nicknamed 'Iron Fist' who has won three consecutive fights, will be challenged by Jia Anren, who is from the north and has the 'King of North Legs'. Now, let's take the stage! ”

The first to appear was a tall and mighty man, who jumped into the ring with a somersault very arrogantly, and then swung a few punches and kicked a few beautiful footwork, causing a cheer from the audience.

Then, a short and concise young man walked out, he was not as arrogant as Yang Anren, he walked up step by step, and when he arrived on the stage, he just waved his hand casually, and the applause of the audience was a little sparse, obviously, he was not very popular with the audience.

"Now, you can start pressing the tiny computer in your seat, which has the odds for this match, and accept bets in ten minutes!" The moderator said.

Ye Bufan had already seen the microcomputer, and immediately opened it to see that buying Yang Wenle won 1 to 0.8, and Jia Anren won 1 to 1.2.

If you look at the odds alone, this must be a safe point to buy Yang Wenle, because even experts are optimistic about him winning, which shows that his level must be a little higher.

However, Ye Bufan had a different opinion, he saw something in that Jia Anren's eyes, this big man who looked a little arrogant was actually a cunning person.

He deliberately behaved so frivolously, which should be a tactic to confuse his opponent in order to achieve the goal of winning with one blow.

Obviously, Yang Wenle confused him, Ye Bufan clearly saw a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes, and at this moment, he made a decision in his heart.

"Ye Shao, you said they would win?" Zhao Feifei leaned over and asked.

"What do you think?" Ye Bufan did not answer the rhetorical question.

"I'm optimistic about that Yang Wenle, you see how calm he is, plus he has won three games in a row before, his strength should be stronger." Zhao Feifei said with a smile.

"Yiren, Yifei, what about you?" Ye Bufan asked with a smile.

"I also have a point of view with Feifei, Yang Wenle will definitely win!" The two replied without thinking.

At this moment, their drunkenness came up a little, and when they talked to him, they leaned over and leaned on him softly, and the intimate contact made Ye Bufan feel a little strange.

"I'm optimistic about Jia Anren, this one, he should be a miserable victory!" Ye Bufan smiled.

"It's impossible, you look at it this time, no matter how you look at it, Yang Wenle is a little better than him." Zhao Feifei said unconvinced.

"Hehe, don't be unconvinced, I dare to conclude that Yang Wenle will definitely be no good in this game, and if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured." Ye Bufan said confidently.

"Okay, then let's make a bet, if you lose, promise me one thing." Zhao Feifei rolled his eyes and said.

"What if you lose?" Ye Bufan said with a smile.

"I lost, whatever you want!" Zhao Feifei said coolly.

"Is it really okay to do anything?" Ye Bufan smiled evilly.

Feeling the teasing in his words, Zhao Feifei did not flinch, but posted it and said with a smile: "As long as you dare, I am not afraid!" ”

There is a conspiracy! Ye Bufan is a little strange, Zhao Feifei usually looks cold to him, but now he is so affectionate, is there something wrong with this?