Hearing such a question, Old Jack's face was not very good-looking.

At the same time, doubts sounded in the stands outside.

"Huh? Why haven't those money-paid minions come yet? It's not long before the next game! ”

"Don't say it's true, it's supposed that five minutes after the game, those people should come up and collect the money."

"I said, could it be that those people know that Zeus is too strong and are worried about losing money, so they don't gamble?"

...

Some of the new viewers questioned it, but soon there were many old viewers who knew the way and explained it to them.

"Impossible, the gambling mechanism is a mechanism that has been implemented since the opening of the underground boxing world!"

"That's right, you don't need to worry about this, we still have a trustworthy reputation in the boxing world, after all, it has been going on for decades."

"yes, I've been watching this for eight years, and all the mechanics here haven't changed, and if I really do that today, I won't come back again!"

...

After an old audience member explained, the discussion in the stands suddenly became much quieter.

In the corner not far away, Old Jack listened to the voices of the audience, and he finally sighed helplessly, and waved his hand at the staff: "You guys go on with your work, I'll think of a way to see if I can recover some more losses." ”

Hearing Old Jack's words, all the staff first looked at each other for a while, then nodded and dispersed.

Looking at the backs of the staff leaving, Old Jack rubbed his temples with some headaches, and then turned and walked towards the lounge upstairs.

"Well, let's give it a try..."

...

And just as everything in the boxing arena continued to be in full swing, in the logistics medical department, Eddie was lying on a stretcher with a painful face, and beside him, a cold man wearing a cloak and half-covering his face was standing at this time.

"Beware of that Chinese man named Zeus, don't be provoked by him! Top dog... The boss is right, he is indeed very strong, very strong..."

After trembling and dropping this sentence, Eddie, who was pale, fainted directly from pain, and several medical staff next to him inserted a ventilator for him, and immediately lifted the stretcher and ran to the ambulance.

"Tsk, my good brother, I didn't expect... You're going to shoot yourself in the foot one day. ”

"Hmph, is the braincase hard? Which one is stronger? I want to see how strong he can be in front of me! ”

The grim man muttered, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised a strange smile.

He has no feelings, he looks like a killer~~

He's a professional killer, the kind that no one has any personal feelings for.

Cold, ruthless, silent, and even a little bloodthirsty madness.

In Manhattan's Fifty-Eight Neighborhood, he has a terrifying name---- the Cold-Faced Slayer.

....

At the moment when the roaring ambulance drove out of the underground boxing arena, the door of the lounge on the fourth floor of the boxing arena was also hurriedly opened by Old Jack.

"Mr. Fang Hao, I want to talk to you!"

As soon as he entered the door, Old Jack walked briskly towards Fang Tian, who was leaning on the bench in front of him.

"Mr. Fang Hao, I have something that I need to discuss with you seriously."

Walking closer, Old Jack wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and turned his gaze to the young man in front of him who was still humming the Huaxia community.

"Yo, what could make Mr. Jack so nervous?"

Fang Tian's eyebrows raised slightly, and he squinted at Old Jack beside him rather curiously.

This old guy even changed his title to "you", and it seems that there is something to ask me for.

But what do I have to ask him for?

I was asked to sign a contract before but I refused, and I don't seem to have much value in their boxing world...

Just when he was wondering in his heart, Old Jack on the side also spoke.

"Mr. Fang Hao, this is about to start the next game, I want to ask you for something."

Old Jack said, his face becoming more and more solemn: "Actually... In fact, you should have heard it just now, the number of viewers who support you is already a lot, and your strength is so strong now that you can't even crush the top fighters, I..."

Old Jack's words were generally interrupted by Fang Tian impatiently.

"If you have something to say, let it go, don't go around in circles with me from here, I don't want to use my brain to think about your words now!"

After hearing this, Old Jack almost subconsciously snorted.

"Okay, okay, I said... I say. ”

Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Old Jack's throat rolled up and down, and he simply said frankly: "Now the audience who bet for you has reached a very large number, even if we reduce the odds to 1.1 times, the amount of loss is still unpredictable, so I want to ask you to play a fake fist in the next game, deliberately lose, and when the time comes, Mr. Laurie, who will fight with you, I will also tell him in advance, and I will definitely not let you get hurt!" ”

Old Jack was extremely sincere when he said this, and even when he said the odds again, his tone almost had a pleading flavor.

And after hearing this, Fang Tian was having 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart at this moment.

He looked at Old Jack's face that was almost distorted into a chrysanthemum, and asked word by word, "Do you want me to fight fake boxing?" Depend on! Target! Miscellaneous! Is it? ”

"Mr. Fang Hao, I really have no choice, the reputation of the boxing world has been operating for decades, and it can't be ruined today!" Old Jack pleaded again.

However, after hearing this, Fang Tian was even more disdainful.

"Hehe, you follow me from this reputation?!"

"In your boxing world, I'm afraid that the black boxing you fought before is only indispensable to me this time, right?"

Fang Tian said with a look of disgust, while the old Jack next to him looked confused, obviously not expecting the other party to guess so accurately.

"Mr. Fang Hao, I..."

"Okay, don't say it, I will never fight this fake fist, although I have only been here for a short time, but I still want this face."

After coldly dropping this sentence, Fang Tian twisted his head and stopped talking.

Seeing this scene, Old Jack, who originally wanted to continue persuasion, instantly choked.

"Alas, since that's the case, then I won't force Mr. Fang Hao."

Sighing silently, Old Jack stood up helplessly, the other party said it to death, then there was no need for him to plead for anything.

But, after all, he is also the housekeeper here, and he still has absolute authority when he speaks or something.

Since the other party is unwilling to cooperate, then he will naturally be able to use his hands and feet for his work.

"I hope Mr. Fang Hao won't regret what he said."

With these words, Old Jack got up and was about to walk out.

In his opinion, this Chinese young man has been concerned about the issue of remuneration since he first came here, and he is not even willing to listen to the details of his opponents, and only thinks about bonuses.

So, he must be in great need of financial support for some reason.

However, since he is unwilling to cooperate with himself today, he is not willing to help recover the loss in the boxing world.

Then, the amount of his prize money must be moved.

(End of chapter)