Chu Hao definitely didn't look at the female dealer with a beautiful and hot body, so he stared at her intently.

Not to mention, the three in the family, the big and the small, Gan Shuilan and Jin Ling'er, are definitely thrown out of the female dealer eight streets in terms of appearance.

He just felt a little strange why the organizing committee of the black match agreed to allow himself to bet.

To be honest, he was ready, and the organizing committee of the black match refused to place bets himself, or only allowed a small number of bets.

After all, he himself knows very well that the amount of 1.1 billion US dollars is too much, not to mention that once he wins, the organizing committee of the black competition will pay a sky-high compensation of 5.5 billion US dollars.

That's 5.5 billion US dollars, and if you talk about personal wealth, you can basically rank in the top 500 in the world, and if you count the net profits of major companies in the world, you can basically rank in the top 200.

It can even be said that the good friend of the Chinese people, Pakistan's financial revenue last year is actually so much, which is enough to kill the countries ranked below 80 in the world in seconds, and it is definitely a veritable rich country.

With so much money, the organizing committee of the black competition was willing to give it to him?

Chu Hao was really a little skeptical!

However, he didn't think about saying that after he won the competition, Heisai didn't give him money, he really didn't think about this.

It's not that Heisai wants face, face, money, these reasons.

Rather, Chu Hao felt that since Heisai could develop to such a big size, he had such great strength in the world.

This is enough to prove that the person in charge of the black race will definitely not be a fool, at least he is also one in a million elites, or a hero, I am afraid it is the most fair evaluation of the director of the black race.

How could such a person not know that if you don't want a fire to spread throughout the forest, the best way is to extinguish it when the fire is sparkling.

In other words, it is much smarter for Black Match to choose not to accept his bet now, or to accept a small amount of bet, than to wait for him to win and then repay the account later.

Of course, Hei Sai can also bet, he can't beat Hercules.

However, if he was the principal of the black match, then he would definitely not bet.

Because there is obviously a problem with this odds, the difference in strength between him and Hercules is definitely not as big as five times.

Even, Chu Hao felt that his strength should still surpass Hercules, after all, everyone is an A+-level master, and the difference is not much different.

Pay attention!

Chu Hao: Everyone here refers to Chen Xuangan and Hercules.

So the implication of his words is that since Chen Xuangan is not his opponent, then Hercules is obviously not much stronger.

This is Chu Hao's confidence in his own strength as a martial artist!

Even, Chu Hao felt that from the beginning of inviting himself to participate in the cushion game, then to five times the odds, and now allowing himself to bet, it was a bit abnormal, he could conclude that there must be a ghost in this!

It's as if there's a trap waiting for me here, trying to drill into it.

Or is the organizing committee of the black race convinced that it will indeed lose to Hercules?

Thinking of this, Chu Hao suddenly had a chilling feeling, as if there was a smell of conspiracy, and he was rushing towards him from all directions, and then strangled himself in the dark.

A cold light suddenly burst out from Chu Hao's eyes!

If Hei Sai wants to strangle himself, then he has to see if his trap is strong enough, and if he is broken by himself all at once, it will be interesting.

After a long time, Chu Hao took the bank card presented by the female dealer with both hands, turned his head and left.

At this time, the Jingming monk really has a kind, and the second monk is really confused.

He felt now that Chu Hao felt as if he had suddenly changed, just now it was like a warm spring breeze, but now it was the late autumn when everything was withering, and it could turn to a winter of silence at any time.

Gan Shuilan and the others also looked dazed, not knowing why Chu Hao suddenly looked so wrong.

Even Jin Ling'er pouted, and her upturned mouth was almost ready to hang an oil bottle.

Shaking his head helplessly, Monk Jingming and the others had to go back as well.

However, just when Chu Hao was silent in the mood that Diao people wanted to harm me, what was interesting was that Asmodeus was raising money for the loss of 5.5 billion US dollars, which made the principals of the other black tournament points complain and cry all over the field, and finally Asmodeus said that this is the order of Lord Baal, which can be regarded as suppressing this matter.

That's why things in the world are so wonderful.

Day after tomorrow.

On this cruise ship, the most important place for the Black Competition Organizing Committee, for all tourists and martial artists, that is, the martial arts arena is finally opened.

This arena is actually not big, only the size of an ordinary auditorium, and even the seats can seat two or three thousand people, compared with those stadiums that can sit tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and so on.

But for this cruise ship, it is enough, because there are so many people in his audience.

And yet without exception, these people are among the richest, most powerful, and most powerful people in the world!

At this time, the competition hall was full of people, full of spectators, although the number of people was not too much, but it also gave people a lively feeling, surrounded by mountains and seas.

The spotlight suddenly shifted and focused on a ring in the ring, and Kem appeared.

"Welcome, Spectre Particle. Kem stretched out his hand and greeted everyone in cheers.

Ghost Particles?

Chu Hao was immediately embarrassed, he had been on the ship for several days, and only now did he know what the name of this ship was.

However, he had to say that the Ghost Particles, for this ship, is quite appropriate.

When neutrons decay into protons and atoms, there will be a loss of energy, so Nils Bohr, the founder of the famous Copenhagen School of physics, believes that the law of conservation of energy fails β decay process.

But in the spring of 1931, the International Conference on Nuclear Physics was held in Rome, bringing together the world's top nuclear physicists, including Heisenberg, Pauli, Marie Curie, and others. Pauli argued at the conference that the law of conservation of energy during β decay is still true.

The reason for the energy loss is because neutrons, as a mass neutral particle, become protons, electrons, and a neutral particle with a small mass during decay, and it is this small mass particle that carries the energy away.

The energy-stealing thief prophesied by Pauli is a neutrino.

Neutrinos are also known as ghost particles because they can freely pass through the earth and hardly interact with any matter, and are known as invisible people in the universe.

How similar it is to this ship, this ship is not like a ghost particle, sailing on the vast ocean all day long, but it is not known to the world.

However, Kem didn't wait for any cheers, but heard bursts of boos!

This group of guests seems to be rushing Kem off the stage!

Kem looked embarrassed for a moment, he wasn't like this before, and the guests used to like him.

Waiting, he seemed to hear a voice, from small to large.

Gradually, a wave sounded from a small corner, and then slowly swept through the entire arena, and in an instant, everyone was shouting: "Mat race!

Its sound was like thunder, deafening, and boiling in the sky, as if it was going to lift off the roof of this martial arts arena!

Kem coughed twice, and waited for the shouting to fall down slightly, then he said into the microphone: "It seems that everyone is looking forward to this mat game, yes, the warriors on both sides of this mat game are very special, they are the best of all the martial artists in the black game, the peak of the dark strength warriors, the strongest existence under the power masters, and the two A+ level masters!

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of excited whistles all around!

Indeed, they have been waiting for a long time.

It's just that by now, they are not just excited to see two A+ level masters fight to the death.

It's because of the money!

Just the day before yesterday, Hei Sai actually adjusted Hercules's odds to double, isn't this obviously giving them money.

Who doesn't know Hercules, the world's No. 1 Hercules, can uproot a one-meter-diameter tree, can kill ten Kodiak Island brown bears, and since Hercules entered the black game in the past five years, Hercules has never been defeated, the winning rate is 100%, and all opponents are either dead or disabled!

Otherwise, how could Hercules become an A+ level master so quickly.

Now, the Black Tournament Organizing Committee has doubled the odds of Hercules, isn't it just sending them money.

They never suspected that the Black Race Organizing Committee would deliberately manipulate and let Chu Hao win, but they must know that pressing on Chu Hao's side means that the Black Race Organizing Committee needs to lose 2.5 times more money than letting Hercules win.

In other words, Hercules wins, and the black race only needs to lose two yuan, so if the black race wants Chu Hao to win, he must lose five yuan, so the fool will let Chu Hao win.

However, the most important thing is that someone saw it that day, and someone pressed the candle dragon, 1.1 billion dollars.

If this still allows the candle dragon to win, doesn't it mean that the black game needs to lose 5.5 billion US dollars.

With so much money, even the black race can't afford to lose, or is unwilling to lose, so this time Hercules won!

As a result, in just two days, the funds pressed on Hercules were as high as more than 500 million US dollars.

This made Pal and the others cry and laugh, in this way, even if Hercules wins, then Chu Hao's money will have to be lost to these gamblers who are pressing Hercules, and they won't be able to make a penny.

To be honest, they really didn't expect these gamblers to be so crazy.

After all, although there are a lot of gamblers, and a lot of money, but their funds will not be said to be all pressed on a competition, this time there are hundreds of martial artists, so many funds are scattered, it is not very eye-catching.

But who knows, in this case, there can be more than 500 million US dollars on Hercules's body, which is really unexpected.

However, they still hope that Hercules will win, or they will lose more money.

However, how does Pal feel that Lord Asmodeus's meaning is actually more inclined to Chu Hao to win.

This made Parr really a little overwhelmed, and he could only say that he had better not guess the thoughts of these adults, and he couldn't guess anyway.

Seeing the boiling scene, Kem hurriedly said a few words and hurried down, he was afraid that if he stayed on it any longer, maybe these crazy gamblers would rush down and tear him apart.

As soon as Kem went down, the casino suddenly burst into shouts again!

"Hercules!"

"Hercules!"

In the midst of the shouts of the crowd, a huge body, dressed in a black hooded coat, like a big mountain, slowly walked towards the boxing ring, one step at a time, and the ground trembled!

Walking under the ring, Hercules is like a sluggish gorilla, holding the ring with both hands, pressing hard, and then one leg is straddling the ring, and there is no chic handsomeness at all.

It can even be said that he is a D-level master, and his appearances are more handsome than Hercules.

But this did not affect the audience, and the audience was still screaming like a mountain of wild.

Hercules walked up to the ring, smacked, lifted his hat, and revealed a face full of meat, and a pair of bull's eyes were the size of copper bells.

Hercules looked at Chu Hao, who was walking towards the boxing ring step by step, a sneer suddenly flashed at the corner of his mouth, and without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand and raised his middle finger!

“FUCK!”

In an instant, the atmosphere in the audience reached a climax again! Bursts of wild screams rang out again!

Chu Hao sneered, his body moved, like a soaring geese, instantly swept a distance of more than ten meters, and stood directly on the pillar of the boxing ring, looking at Hercules condescendingly.

It's like an eagle looking down on his prey!

"You yellow-skinned skinny monkey, I'm afraid you can only jump around me, but in the end, you don't want to be crippled by my palm! Become a disabled skinny monkey!" Hercules sneered at Chu Hao.

The corners of Chu Hao's mouth twitched, and a contemptuous smile was pulled, and he fought before the competition, it seemed that there was no distinction between skin, nationality, and genre.

Seeing that Chu Hao didn't seem to be moved, he didn't mean to be angry at all, but looked at him like a circus clown, and the fire in Hercules' heart was instantly ignited.

"Do you Russians rely on mouth cannons? Or do you only know how to use mouth cannons and nothing else, you stupid pig trash?" Chu Hao said in a straight Russian accent.

Everyone was stunned, if they didn't look at Chu Hao's appearance, they thought that it was an arrogant Russian who spoke!

Of course, Chu Hao can't speak Russian, which can only be thanked to the almighty classmate Li Lingsu.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, you've pissed me off, I'm going to break all your limbs!"

Hercules' eyes were red, his eyes were round, like an angry gorilla, his body moved, and he rushed towards Chu Hao, like a tiger descending a mountain, like a raging storm, urgent and fierce!