I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 289 Small Bet on Pleasure
Jiang Chen originally thought that such a bloody and violent boxing match would probably be set in a relatively remote location, such as a suburban area far away from the city center, in order to deceive people, but in fact, he still had short-sightedness.

"The boxing match is held here?"

When Bai Haoran drove into an underground parking lot, Jiang Chen was a little surprised.

You know, this building is a high-end office building, and there may be many white-collar workers working in it during the day.

"Gu Long said that the most dangerous place is the safest place."

Bai Haoran replied.

Jiang Chen smiled.

After entering the underground parking lot, Bai Haoran didn't stop, and drove around in the spacious underground garage, as if he was looking for something.

Jiang Chen was very patient and didn't rush.

After wandering around for about ten minutes, Bai Haoran seemed to have determined the location, found a parking space, and stopped the car.

"Jiang Shao, here we are."

Jiang Chen nodded, unfastened his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

"The boxing ring is in the building?"

Bai Haoran, who got out of the car, shook his head and lightly stomped on the ground.

"underground."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.

"There are a total of eight underground elevators in this garage, but only one can lead to the underground, and it will only be open during certain hours, so no one will find out."

"Meticulous."

Jiang Chen sighed.

Bai Haoran took him to the only elevator that could lead to the underground boxing arena. After a while, four men in casual clothes came into Jiang Chen's field of vision.

They stood guard at the elevator entrance, with sharp eyes, indifferent faces, and lean bodies, and their attributes were self-evident.

"They are the outside security of the boxing ring. Whenever the boxing ring is held, this elevator will be activated. Their function is to prevent outsiders from entering by mistake."

Bai Haoran explained softly.

"clear."

As the two approached, the eyes of the four men instantly locked on them.

"Jiang Shao, wait a moment."

Bai Haoran took two steps forward, and at the same time, he took out his mobile phone, as if showing some kind of information in the mobile phone to the other party.

The other party nodded and gave way.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen calmly followed Bai Haoran into the elevator.

"If you want to watch a boxing match, you have to send an application to the organizer in advance. The organizer will reply by text message. It may be a pattern or a Hanwen. It is different every time, but this is a pass."

Bai Haoran explained, and at the same time pressed the negative second floor button.

It is true that art comes from life.

Jiang Chen almost felt like he was making a movie.

"Ding."

After a while.

The elevator door opens.

There were several security guards at the door.

Compared with the four above, these security guards inside are obviously much more formal, all of them are in suits and leather shoes, and they wear headsets.

indeed.

There are people coming and going in the parking lot. In order not to attract attention, it is really necessary to dress simply.

The inexperienced Jiang Chen subconsciously looked at Bai Haoran, not knowing what link this was.

I saw that Bai Haoran had already raised his hands.

Jiang Chen understood instantly.

It turned out to be a body search.

He also learns from others and is very cooperative.

The two burly men inspected the two of them with metal detectors and found nothing abnormal, so they stepped back and made a gesture.

"You two, please come in."

Through the oval porch, Jiang Chen was able to enter the boxing ring.

Underground black boxing is naturally completely different from regular boxing matches. The scene is hemispherical. At the lowest point, you can see a huge octagon covering the center of the field, filled with a gloomy and hideous atmosphere. There are almost a thousand seats.

There are no other sources of light, just a single light that shines directly down on the oppressive octagonal cage.

Through the dim light, Yingyingchao could observe that many people were already sitting around, whispering, but there was a ray of morbid excitement in the cold environment.

"Where to sit?"

Although he has never been here before, Jiang Chen can probably understand that the location here should not allow people to sit around.

Bai Haoran took his mobile phone and found the appointment location.

Unlike a movie theater, perhaps in order to ensure that every audience can have a higher viewing experience, each seat is separated by a distance of about one meter, so that when two people talk after sitting down, they have to sit together.

"Brother Bai, you said earlier that the prize money for the contestants is very high, but where does the money come from? Tickets?"

"Tickets are only a small amount. A ticket is [-] yuan. If you sell all of them, you won't make much money. The most important source of income is the gambling pool outside the venue."

"Gambling pool?"

Bai Haoran explained in a low voice: "Every time a match starts, under normal circumstances, there will be three to five boxing matches. In each match, the on-site and guests who have no chance to be there can bet on the outcome of the match."

"Buy wins?"

"Ah."

Bai Haoran added: "There is another way to play, which is to buy life and death."

Jiang Chen was silent, looking at the empty octagonal cage below.

in a sense.

This is a replica of the Colosseum of Death in ancient Rome.

Rich people waved banknotes, excitedly enjoying the pleasure brought by other people's lives.

Bai Haoran and Jiang Chen were talking, popularizing the rules about underground boxing matches, and more and more spectators entered the arena.

The atmosphere is getting hotter and hotter.

Jiang Chen glanced around.

Gee.

There is so much security.

It is conservatively estimated that there are dozens of people, scattered all over the stands, wearing headsets, with stern faces, like evil spirits in hell.

"Brother Bai, how many times have you been here?"

"A few times, this is a rich man's game. Almost all the people who come here come to place bets, so as to maximize the sensory stimulation."

"Have you bought it yet?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"I bought it, but I lost."

"How much did you lose?"

"300,000."

Jiang Chen teased, "Your vision is bad."

Bai Haoran smiled wryly, "The person I bought at that time had already won several games before, and he was a very popular player. I thought I had the chance to win, but who knew it turned out to be an upset."

Then, he asked again: "Jiang Shao, do you want to play today?"

"How to bet?"

"On the mobile phone, the minimum bet is 10, and the upper limit is [-] million."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.

As a banker, with the odds given by the actuarial calculation, he must be invincible.

No matter what the outcome is, the dealer is basically guaranteed to win.

This place, which may be a gloomy grave to some, is a cornucopia to others.

"Look and talk."

Although he had bought lottery tickets for a while, Jiang Chen was inevitably not used to this kind of gambling.

"Snapped."

suddenly.

The dark boxing ring instantly became bright.

The eight searchlights around the stand were all turned on at the same time, and the red and white lights blinded the guests who were accustomed to the dim environment.

The eight beams of light swiped around the audience, then changed direction, and hit the octagonal cage together!

"Ladies—and—gentlemen..."

In the octagonal cage, at some point, a man in a white suit appeared. Under the focus of the dazzling lights, he could not be seen clearly at all, and he could only hear the cadenced tone transmitted through the speakers.

That's right.

He wasn't showing off culture. There were indeed women in the audience, and there were quite a few of them.

The host thanked the audience in a step-by-step manner, and didn't have so many unnutritious nonsense like ordinary activities.

"Next, let's invite our first contestant tonight, the meat grinder from the Russian Bear, Jeb Marcus!"

Under his yelling, a big, long-haired man wearing only a pair of shorts got into the octagonal cage amidst cheers and shouts.

He swaggered around the hideous cage, waving his thick arms brazenly at the audience in the stands.

The shouts grew louder.

Compared with his black bear-like body, the host who was not short looked small and exquisite in an instant.

There are still foreigners?
Jiang Chen didn't expect it.

After the "meat grinder" from Russian Bear finished showing off his muscles, the host continued to shout: "Next, let's invite the second fighter tonight, the tough guy from the Southwest, Iron Scorpion!"

Compared with the "meat grinder", the second contestant on stage is no longer so eye-catching.

Not to mention being compared with his opponent who is about to fight for his life, his body is not even as strong as that of the host. The only thing that is special is probably his particularly gloomy and narrow eyes, which make him look like a It was a very uncomfortable feeling. Coupled with his dark complexion, he really smelled like a poisonous scorpion.

Before the main match started, Jiang Chen already felt that the trip was worthwhile.

They are all extraordinary people.

After the two contestants were all on stage, the host began to introduce their "records".

Meat Grinder is not a newcomer, he has participated in several games before, and he is still standing here, which is enough to explain the problem.

Not only the record is all green, but there is also a "kill" record, there is no doubt that it is a big hit in this fight.

And that Iron Scorpion was competing for the first time.

Of course, the host's introduction is purposeful, and it is to provide basic information to the on-site and off-site audience, so that they can place bets conveniently.

After the fight starts, it will stop.

Bai Haoran took out his mobile phone and entered the special page for underground boxing matches.

"Jiang Shao, the odds of the meat grinder have reached 0.5."

Odds 0.5.

It is equivalent to betting [-], and if you win in the end, you can only earn [-].

The appearance of such odds can only show that most people are optimistic about the meat grinder.

excusable.

After all, no matter in terms of past record or visual effects, the Meat Grinder crushed the Iron Scorpion in all directions.

The casino has no father and son.

Here, there will be no scruples about the feelings of compatriots.

The odds on the Meat Grinder keep falling.

"Brother Bai, help me buy an Iron Scorpion."

Jiang Chen opened his mouth.

Bai Haoran was startled, and couldn't help reminding: "Jiang Shao, Iron Scorpion's chances of winning are very low."

"It's okay, just support your compatriots."

When Bai Haoran heard this, he didn't say anything more.

"How much does Young Master Jiang plan to bet?"

"How much did you lose last time?"

"300,000."

"Then 300,000."

Jiang Chen was indeed just making a blind vote, and he was completely clueless in his heart, but it's a small gamble, even if he loses this little money, it doesn't matter.

(End of this chapter)