Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 112 Death Boxing Match (Please recommend and collect)
"Then here comes the problem," Mo Changsheng smiled, "The three of you are all beauties, almost public enemies of women, so it is more difficult to win the support of female classmates."

The three girls nodded embarrassingly. What Mo Changsheng said was right. They were indeed not popular with girls in school. Even if they had a good relationship in face, but behind the scenes, only each of them would know.

"On the contrary, as long as you dress up and look good, you won't be afraid that your male classmates won't like it."

Wen Qingyan angrily punched him: "What do you mean by looking good, but speaking so ugly!"

Mo Changsheng shrugged: "Don't care if it's hard or not, the reasoning is still right." Seeing that Qingyan was showing signs of losing her temper, she had no choice but to surrender, and hurriedly continued: "So, what you have to do now is to try your best to win the support of your male classmates. At the same time, try to take into account female students."

"You're right, so there's no need to talk about these theories. Let's get to the point, what should we do?" Wen Qingyan raised her fist and said viciously.

"Without him, pretend to be beautiful, handsome, and connotative!"

Mo Changsheng flicked his hands, raised his head and looked into the distance, bursting out with confidence.

After posing for a long time, enjoying it beautifully, Wen Qingyan and the three women looked at each other with admiration in their bewildered eyes, before Mo Changsheng articulated his thoughts
"Brother Ye, thank you so much, I've done it, you can do whatever you want!" Hou Liang blushed and toasted Ye Liangchen excitedly, "If it wasn't for you, how could I have the chance to win so much money?"

The woman next to Ye Liangchen changed again. After hearing Hou Liang's words, she seemed to say casually:
"Just such a small amount of money is worth your excitement. If you see a real big scene, you will die of excitement."

The speaker has the heart, and the listener has the heart.

When Hou Liang heard Ye Liangchen's words, his eyes really lit up, just like his name, and he suppressed his excitement and said:

"Brother Ye, in just three days, the principal of 20 has been multiplied tenfold, which is exaggerated to me. Of course, you are a big shot, so you naturally despise such a small amount of money. Can you tell me about it? The big scene is."

Ye Liangchen touched the beautiful woman beside him a few times, and said casually:

"What you have seen in the past few days is a dog fighting match. You can only bet 20 at most on each hand. There are three games a day. Even if you win a month in a row, it is only 800 million. This amount is not real enough. What about the entry funds for the game!"

Hou Liang was stunned, and said in horror: "800 million is not enough to enter the venue, this... this is too exaggerated!"

Although Hou Liang's family has little assets, it is only a small factory. Eighteen million yuan is not a small amount for the Hou family.

Ye Liangchen pursed his lips and said, "Tsk, what do you think is the death boxing match that is held only once a month in Changping Club? Let me tell you, the minimum bet for the death boxing match is 2000 million, and there is no upper limit!"

Hou Liang toasted Ye Liangchen again, and asked earnestly: "Brother Ye, you are very knowledgeable, please tell me in detail, so that I can open my eyes."

Ye Liangchen proudly accepted Hou Liang's flattery, and proudly said:

"Every month, the Changping clubhouse will hold an unlimited fighting competition. No matter who it is, as long as they can beat the champion of the Changping clubhouse, they can get a bonus of [-] million yuan!"

"[-] million?!" Hou Liang was stunned. "The annual sales of the factory is not [-] million, right?"

Hou Liang stammered and said, "Brother Ye, [-] million, isn't it too much? Doesn't the boss of the Changping Club feel distressed?"

"You think it's a lot?" Ye Liangchen sneered and said, "The other party must be able to get it! So far this year, no one has won the ringleader!"

"I understand, this is the same as a dogfight, it can be operated, right." Hou Liang thought he had guessed the doorway inside.

Ye Liangchen shook his head disdainfully: "You look down on Mr. Young Master too much, don't you? He doesn't know how to do this kind of thing. Besides, there is no way to operate a death boxing match in secret."

Hou Liang listened very carefully, but he didn't hear who Ye Liangchen was talking about. He realized that it wasn't something he should know, so he deliberately pretended not to hear it, and asked in confusion, "No way?"

Ye Liangchen nodded, and carefully explained what was going on here.

There are two types of death fights.

One is the regular season, where the members of the Changping Club fight each other. Of course, it is impossible for the members themselves to play, but the boxers they bring.

This kind of competition, usually when the two sides have conflicts or seek excitement, will be held every three to five times, and there are very few deaths.

They will each agree on a bet. Others can choose to bet on one side. The odds are one to one. The minimum bet is 100 million and the maximum is 2000 million.

The other is the real death boxing match, which is held once a month. The fighter who usually wins challenges the master of the Changping Club. The audience can only bet on the challenger, and the odds are [-] to [-].

"In this case, isn't it easy to operate? As long as the challenger is arranged in advance to admit defeat, isn't the owner of the Changping Club sure to win?"

Ye Liangchen gave Hou Liang a sideways look, and said mockingly:
"First, the boss of the Changping club doesn't bother to do this kind of thing; second, the challenger dare not do this kind of thing, it's hard to be outraged; third, why do you think this match is called a death boxing match?"

Hou Liang didn't react at first, and after a while, he said in horror: "Could it be that this game will kill people?"

"Hmph," Ye Liangchen sneered, "It's not that people will die, but they will definitely die, because the outcome of the game is based on the death of one side."

Hou Liang was paralyzed with fright and froze on his seat, unable to speak for a long time.

"According to what you mean, doesn't that ringleader already killed nine people this year?" Hou Liang calculated, and it was even more terrifying.

"It's not nine, it's thirteen." Ye Liangchen shook his head. "Sometimes more than one person challenges it, and sometimes no one challenges it. But this year, almost every month someone challenges that monster."

"Plus the competition among the members, my God." The more Hou Liang thought about it, the more frightened he became, his calves were trembling.

Ye Liangchen suddenly said: "Hou Liang, you are lucky. In just these two days, I have a friend who wants to fight against his opponent. He recently found a master who is [-]% sure of winning. Are you interested in playing?" a handful?"

Hou Liang woke up suddenly, and asked with great interest: "[-]% sure? Brother Ye, is your friend really that powerful?"

"Of course, if you're interested, I can take you to get to know each other." Ye Liangchen had a secret smile on his face: "Actually, I think he should be [-]% sure, but you still have to be humble." Order it."

"Ten percent?! At least 2000 million in return!" Hou Liang murmured in a low voice.

Ye Liangchen, who saw all this, smiled even more strangely, while Hou Liang, who was in longing, didn't notice his abnormality at all.
(End of this chapter)