Chapter 489 Kill or be killed
Being involved in this kind of thing, Ethan didn't want to go back to his car for the time being.

According to Zheng Lailai, the surveillance cameras in the town are controlled by those people, which will expose his identity.

The two walked for more than ten minutes before finding a public phone booth.

Soon, she connected to the emergency communication:

"Host, it's an emergency!"

Zheng Lailai quickly said what happened just now: "He is a cheater, I have already dealt with him, but this ordinary person is innocent."

"There are no innocent people in the world."

Ethan also moved to the microphone, and heard a calm voice from inside:
"Since you have killed the cheater, there is nothing to say, continue your battle."

"Hey, that's not right!"

Zheng Lailai said hurriedly: "He didn't participate voluntarily, you should give him a chance to survive."

"Being the ultimate winner is the only way to survive."

The man on the other side of the phone said calmly: "This is the rule of the killer tournament, kill or be killed."

"I don't know who you are, and I'm not interested in knowing."

Ethan snatched the phone: "I'm just a passerby, I'm not interested in participating in your game, why can't we make the scene better."

"You're a handsome guy, it's a pity."

A voice sounded from the opposite side, and Ethan raised his head and saw a camera on the corner of the street pointing at their position.

"Yes, I'm watching you."

The man on the other end of the phone said with a sneer: "Sorry, since you have entered the battlefield, there is no way to quit."

"This mysterious gentleman, I suggest that you hurry up and learn how to shoot."

"For you, I think it should be of some help."

Before Ethan could speak, the phone hung up with a click.

In a luxuriously decorated hall, an entire wall is covered with large and small screens.

On the screen, some people are running for their lives, and some people are killing wantonly.

In the middle of the hall, there is an oversized table more than ten meters long.

More than 20 people sat around the table, they stared intently at the killing on the screen, their faces were full of excitement.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

A middle-aged Caucasian man came out from the side holding a microphone: "Interesting news, we have added a little easter egg to our game."

Hearing the voice, it was the man who just talked to Ethan on the phone.

"Arenas."

A burly man wearing a cowboy hat raised his wine glass: "I like interesting news, tell me, I hope you won't let me down."

Arenas turned his head with a smile. On his neck, a dragon-shaped tattoo loomed.

"Mr. Fast, in our game, an ordinary person has entered by mistake."

"This kind of thing is extremely rare."

Arenas waved his hand and pointed to the screen, on which appeared the image of Ethan who had just been photographed.

He shrugged and smiled, "As a sideshow, I added him, so let's call him a cowboy for now~"

"Odds, one hundred to one."

"Old rules, the minimum bet is [-]"

"Those who are interested can invest a small amount of money to try it out."

The moment his voice fell, the name of a contestant suddenly appeared on the upper left screen.

The name dropped rapidly down to the last column.

The huge odds ratio caused everyone to laugh.

The burly man in a cowboy hat named Fast kneaded a few times with his big hands, and then pulled it out from the red deep V dress.

He grabbed a large handful of cash from the hill of banknotes in front of him:

"I'm a big gambler. I voted him [-], betting that this cowboy can survive to the top five."

"Maybe it can create a miracle, give me some surprises."

After speaking, Fast threw all the money in his hand into the middle of the table.

The waiter at the side quickly stretched out the lever and transferred the money to the fixed area.

Many people followed his actions, laughing and throwing wads of money, and the waiters standing around the gaming table moved the levers one after another.

After a while, hundreds of thousands were thrown out.

Seeing this scene, Arenas nodded in satisfaction.

These hundreds of thousands of dollars are just a small amount, and the piles are even higher in the surrounding area.

There are at least several million dollars piled up on the entire table.

Now, the game has only just started a few hours ago.

Rich people from all over the world are sitting on these chairs.

Some wear white cloth on their heads, and some wear kimonos.

They were all gamblers who had come to participate in the Killer Tournament. The usual way of gambling could no longer satisfy the curiosity of these people.

Only blood and violence is the eternal pursuit.

Bottles of valuable wine were opened, and dozens of beautiful girls wearing only a thin dress shuttled among the gamblers.

Coupled with the killing scene on the screen, it is a scene of paper fans and gold drunk.

"I tried my best."

Seeing Ethan hang up the microphone, Zheng Lailai said helplessly, "Can you move the muzzle away?"

"Thank you!"

"What if I go to the hospital or clinic?" Ethan lowered his gun, still trying to think of a solution.

Who knows where the locator went, and it couldn't spit it out.

"Your intention was discovered by monitoring, jump!"

Zheng Lailai shook his head: "I suggest you to participate in the competition. Based on the strength you showed just now, I think you should have a chance to win the first place."

"I thought you would try to dissuade me from participating in the competition." Ethan's eyes flickered:
"After all, your life now is in my hands."

"It's entirely up to you." Zheng Lailai had a complicated face, with an inexplicable smile:

"For me, it's also a relief."

Having said that, there is a feeling of being overwhelmed.

But it's true, it's not that there is something wrong with the brain, and they would never think of participating in this kind of competition.

"correct."

He simply put away his guns: "What is the purpose of you participating in the competition, just to fight for the first place?"

"Or, looking for the thrill of killing?"

"This is one of the reasons." Zheng Lailai smiled wryly:
"The most important thing is that the final winner will win a reward of 1000 million US dollars."

"This is an opportunity for those of us to start over."

Ethan took a deep breath: "Xie Te, no wonder there are so many people coming to work hard!"

That's not a small amount of money. On Chicago's South Side, sometimes a few thousand dollars can buy a life.

"Are you sure someone is going to get the money?" He became curious:

"The organizer, it's not for charity, is it?"

Zheng Lailai smiled and told everything about the killing tournament.

This competition has been held more than once.

There is no doubt that every champion will get a bonus.

At the same time, during the game, rich and powerful people from all over the world came to watch the game.

It's not just a lot of cash involved.

As long as there is something valuable, you can use it to bet.

Arms, drug networks, smuggling channels, all of these can be put on the gambling table.

It was only by chance that she learned of these inside information.

After hearing these words, Ethan's eyes flashed sharply.

Unexpectedly, he unintentionally became a plaything on the gambling table.

Since you are not allowed to quit, then don't blame yourself for flipping the table.

 Thanks for the reward and support of the meat bodhisattva brother, thank you

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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