He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Chapter 271 I bet [-] million US dollars
Murakami Tadashi really wanted to cry.

How can his neon city be as vast and rich in resources as Daxia?

The Neon Martial Arts Association has been developing for so many years, and it is a nationwide effort to develop practical martial arts such as karate.

Basically, it can be said that basically young people with better physical fitness in Neon Country will know a little bit of karate.

Under such circumstances, it took the whole country to support five master-level warriors.

As for Grandmaster Dzogchen, the only warrior who is just a little short of the Great Grandmaster is Nomura!
"President, you are trying to kill the lifeline of my nearly 20 years of martial arts!"

"Master President! Please give Neon Martial Arts a way to survive!"

"..."

At this time, a big question mark appeared faintly on the back of Zhang Beixing's head.

What's going on? Damn it.

When the old man in front of me said this, why did he act as if he was going to destroy his species and his country?
Little brother, what's the matter?
"I'm telling you, if you try to drive away tigers and devour wolves, you'll attract some kind of Forgan. In the end, you dislike others for taking too much money and want to play tricks on others."

"My team member just accidentally broke into this game, and my team member is just a warrior who has just broken through the Grand Master."

"Look at you, how scared are you? If you don't blame that Agan, why are you blaming me?"

"..."

Zhang Beixing looked at Murakata Zheng coldly, and his tone began to become a little unkind, "But you, an old boy, think that I am a soft persimmon and that my team members are soft persimmons, so you dare not go to trouble that Aganna." , they only pick on our soft persimmons, right?"

The honest people in the village would be stunned by what he said.

What the hell.

Are you a soft persimmon?
This wave belongs to a mute who eats Coptis chinensis. He has a hard time talking about it!
Murakami was about to cry, "President, didn't you scare me?"

"I originally said..."

He wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Zhang Beixing's hand.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to listen to your barking words anymore, that's about it."

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

Well, it’s already 47:[-], and there are only ten minutes left before the start.

"Let's go see it first. We'll tell you where we are. If it's really time to kill that pheasant of yours, let's tell you!"

Murakami Tadashi breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't dare to do it even if Zhang Beixing asked him to do it.

After moving a little, he knelt down next to Zhang Beixing.

Like, a dog.

Zhang Beixing ignored him and lay on the car seat, looking outside the car.

Looking at this international city, one of the top five neon countries, it is full of lights and bustling traffic.

……

Shimokou Martial Arts School.

It was already nine fifty.

The clearing operation against ordinary gamblers has begun, and slowly, only VIP customers are left in the venue.

These VIP customers are all very wealthy people, and all of them have chips in the hundreds of millions, equivalent to 600 to [-] million Daxia coins.

These are not their worth, but the chips they have in their hands now!
People like Xiao Huangmao Huang Hao can be said to be the poorest among them.

He was able to stay entirely because of his connections.

Although his little brother Xiao Lu Mao is not as rich as him, who is the brother of Xiao Lu Mao's classmate who is the manager of this boxing gym?

A manager still has this power!
Although there are not many people left in the boxing gym at this time, there are nearly a hundred people!

The chips they can bet on tonight reach a terrifying level of tens of billions!
Converted into US dollars, there are hundreds of millions!

In such a defensive battle, even excluding the final winner and the bonus for the winner, it is a very terrifying profit income.

The most important thing is that he does not pay taxes on these incomes!
You only need to take out a small part of it and use it to manage the relationship.

At this time, Xiao Lv Mao's brother, who was the manager of the boxing gym, weighed the 200 million yen chips Huang Mao had given him in his hand and looked at Xu Feng, who was standing upright.

"Just you, want to go up and compete later?"

Although the tone was not entirely contemptuous, it also contained suspicion and sneer.

He was wearing a white shirt and vest, a pair of striped trousers, his hair was slicked back in a standard slick, there were scars at the corners of his eyes, and he looked like a gangster.

"For the sake of my brother, I can let you go up and fight, but the rules here are that after you go up, it doesn't matter life or death. I have to explain this to you clearly."

"You only live once, and when you die, you die."

Xu Feng nodded. After listening to what Huang Hao translated, he asked Huang Hao to help translate.

"Manager, I already know the rules, and I will sign the life and death certificate before going on stage, but I hope the manager can help me make arrangements and not let my opportunity fail. I must fight tonight!"

Wait for Huang Hao to finish translating.

The manager laughed in disbelief.

This was the first time he had seen such a arrogant person.
Should I say he didn't want his life?Or do you want to die?Or do you want to die?
"Yoshi, since you said so yourself, I hope you can carry forward the spirit of Bushido and persevere. Don't kneel down on stage and beg for mercy. It's embarrassing!"

After saying that, the manager put the 200 million yen chips that Huang Mao had paid into his pocket and left the arrangement.

Before leaving, he gave Xu Feng a ribbon with a number on it and asked him to tie it on his arm.

Xu Feng's number is eight. Well, it's a very auspicious number. Xu Feng is quite satisfied.

But Xu Feng thinks so, but not everyone thinks so.

Huang Mao was almost frightened when he saw this number.

"Holy crap! That hanger actually gave you this number. I paid him tribute in vain, damn!"

Xu Feng was puzzled, "Isn't this number pretty good?"

After Huang Hao cursed several times, he explained to Xu Feng the special meaning of No. [-] to this boxing gym with some frustration.

Originally, single-digit numbers like this were very popular.

Especially since this is an auspicious number.

The number eight is not only auspicious in Daxia.

Neon Country, a country that stole the birth of Daxia culture, is actually the same as Daxia in many details.

The number eight is also a good number for the people here in Neon Country.

But I don’t know what happened. The number that everyone is obviously fighting for has become synonymous with unknown numbers in this boxing gym.

No one with this number will make it out of the ring alive!

At first, no one believed in evil, but after one, two, or even three or four times, they were no longer immune.

All the players participating in the defending station began to consciously avoid this number to avoid being implicated by this number.

After Huang Hao's explanation, Xu Feng smiled.

"It doesn't matter, I, the people of Daxia, have cyber superstition. If it is a good result, we will spread the culture from ancient times. If it is a bad result, it is feudal superstition. We must believe in science and be more flexible."

Seeing Xu Feng being so optimistic, Huang Hao shook his head and was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

That's it.

Soon, it was ten o'clock.

The defense battle definitely doesn't start as soon as the time comes.

Although this competition has been held for a long time, it is still essential to briefly introduce some rules every time it starts.

After the host introduced the rules at a very fast speed, one of the highlights of the night began.

Announce the odds!

There is no doubt that Agana's odds are extremely low.

It's so scary that it pays [-] to [-]!
Even if Huang Hao puts all his money in, he won't win much.

Therefore, I have always wanted Xu Feng to help me select a dark horse and make a lot of money!
Later, after the introduction by the host, Xu Feng was introduced, and Xu Feng’s amazing odds came out.

56 for one loss!

1000 million buy-in, if Xu Feng successfully wins this game tonight, he will be compensated 6000 million!

!

Huang Hao's eyes widened and he was dumbfounded. He originally thought that the odds of thirty or forty were already incredible, but he didn't expect that the odds were so terrifying.

Xu Feng chuckled and said, "Xiao Huangmao, if you believe me, you can bear all the burden on me. I will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life because of your investment this time."

When Huang Hao heard what he said, he was almost moved to tears, "Brother, you don't rely on me, it's me who relies on you!"

"I stud!"

"All studs!"

After all, Huang Mao placed an order directly, all, Stud!
……

It didn't take much time to place the bet, it only took about ten minutes, and the bet was basically finished.

At this time the host started counting down.

In the last minute, don't worry, buy it and leave.

Just when the time was counting down to the last few seconds.

The door of the boxing gym was suddenly opened, and a man rushed in.

Everyone's eyes were diverted, looking in the direction of the door in surprise.

They are all regular customers here, and they all know that they have already started the last battle. Normally, no one will be allowed in at this time.

Not to mention people coming in, they all have to clear the place.

Don’t even think about coming in at this time if you missed the VIP. The worst thing you can do is wait for tomorrow. Do you have to rush to this one?

Everyone in the venue was dissatisfied with this sudden intrusion, and even cursed.

But when they saw the person coming, they were all stunned.

Almost everyone present knew this person.

Murakami Tadashi, the president of the Neon Country Martial Arts Association.

Since they are betting on boxing, it is impossible not to know this great master.

Normally, this person is invisible to anyone. It is difficult to even meet him. Why did he suddenly have time to come here today?

Just when they were wondering, and some even wanted to come forward to flatter them, another figure appeared behind them.

When this figure appeared, the president of the Neon Country's Martial Arts Association bent down and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation to him.

Kneeling, nodding and hunching, it really looks like a dog.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene.

what's the situation?
Who is this person?Still looks young.

But there are also people with sharp eyes who recognize it immediately.

Xu Feng stared at the figure blankly, "Minister..."

Huang Mao next to him was also sluggish, "Holy crap, isn't this Brother Beizi???"

Yes, the person coming is Zhang Beixing.

He didn't plan to come up originally. According to the plan, he would protect him secretly and would not show up directly.

But when he learned that there would be two master-level warriors tonight, fighting for life and death, Zhang Beixing couldn't sit still.It's not that he doesn't trust his team members, but it's just that Xu Feng has just broken through to the master realm in just a few days.

Before he even had time to consolidate his realm, he was kicked out by Zhang Beixing to carry out the mission.

There is simply no time to stabilize and consolidate.

Zhang Beixing didn't know why this guy had so little luck.
Good guy, this is a big job right away.

How many master-level warriors are there in the entire world?
Less than a hundred people!

Normally, there are only three or four grandmaster warriors active in Neon Kingdom for a long time.

I'm lucky this time. I met two of them. It's really good. Should I buy lottery tickets?

Zhang Beixing looked around and found that everyone was staring at him, and he was also happy.

"Why are you all looking at me? You are playing your own game."

After that, Zhang Beixing asked the villager next to him to translate for them and give a sermon to the villager Zhengzheng. "Ask me what the odds are for my team member, and no matter what the odds are, buy me [-] million U.S. dollars and bet on him to win!"

He took out his checkbook from his pocket and signed a long series of zeros.

And signed his name on the check.

I recently sold some exercises. Isn’t that making money?This is not suitable for consumption.

Use a little money to support your younger brother, but don't go too far?
One hundred million U.S. dollars is not too much. Zhang Beihang, who had just finished dividing the accounts with Zhang Delin, now has seven to eight billion U.S. dollars in his pocket, which is still exciting.

There is still a lot of US dollars coming in later, and it can't be used up. It can't be used up at all.

Murakami was holding this check, and everyone was dumbfounded.

what?
Just buy some?Just buy it for [-] million US dollars?

Although Murakami Tadashi rarely comes to this kind of boxing gym, he can probably calculate the turnover of this kind of boxing gym.

One night's turnover would only cost three to four billion US dollars, right?
Murakata didn't dare to disobey Zhang Beixing's order. He went directly to the place where the bets were placed and took the check to the person who registered.

"Check Xu Feng's odds."

The recordkeeper girl is very beautiful and sweet-looking, just like Saito Asuka.

After sweetly agreeing, he made some inquiries.

"Mr. President, the odds of player No. 56 Xu Feng are [-] to [-]. How much bet do you need to place?"

Murakata slapped the check on the table.

"One hundred million dollars."

"Okay, one...?"

"?"

People are confused, look at him, he looks old, this old guy...

Is your brain damaged by practicing martial arts?
Zhang Beixing was waiting impatiently, "Hey, are you ready yet? Come on, I want to watch the fight."

Murakami was shouted at by Zhang Beixing's voice, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "Mr. Chairman, please wait a moment."

When that flattering face turned to face the day before yesterday, it suddenly darkened.

"What? Can't we fight? If we can't fight, please close the boxing gym from tomorrow! Don't fight!"

The little girl was so frightened that she was at a loss for a moment.

Still on the side, the manager who had been observing the situation discovered the situation and quickly came up to smooth things over. He pretended to cooperate and scolded the little girl, put his arm around Murakami's straight shoulder and left the single machine.

He didn't care about the number.

Since someone is giving money, what's wrong with it?

One hundred million U.S. dollars, as long as Xu Feng doesn't win tonight, he, the manager, can get at least 200 million U.S. dollars in commission. This is his normal income for three or four months, so why not?

"Mr. President, I wonder who the distinguished guest is? He is so rich, so you should introduce him to us and take care of him!"

?

Murakami looked at him squarely, his eyes almost directly indicating that this guy was an idiot.

But he still didn't say it directly.

He snorted coldly and said in a low voice, "Don't mess with this guy. This is the president of our Asian Martial Arts Association. He is very powerful. It won't be a big problem for him to kill our entire Neon Kingdom martial arts world by himself."

The manager's eyes widened, so awesome?
He quickly arranged the best seats for Zhang Beixing and the two of them, with the best girl serving tea and water next to them, and the best wine and seafood were also placed on their table.

Zhang Beixing smiled and said, "This guy knows how to cause trouble!"

Zhang Beixing asked the villager next to him, "If I win money here, I don't have to pay taxes, right?"

Murakata was very embarrassed, "I don't have to pay taxes, but..."

What is it?
"Based on the current odds of your team members, if you directly take away 56 billion US dollars, the owner of this boxing gym may go bankrupt..."

Although the Xiakou organization is large and has many industries.

But the cash flow can be as high as tens of billions of dollars.

Cash flow is cash flow, and your money is your own money.

If they really took away 56 billion U.S. dollars...most of the Xiaguchi Organization's industries would have to close down the next day.

After hearing this, Zhang Beixing just smiled and said, "What? If I win money, why don't you let me take it away?"

"Isn't this a big scam at Chunchun Store?"

"You dare to charge me money, but you still don't want me to take the money away. It's really interesting."

Murakami was honest and didn't dare to say anything.

at this time.

As the hot dance of several beauties ends, the competition is about to begin.

Zhang Beixing didn't hesitate. He opened his phone, held it up with a wine glass, and started the live broadcast.

Just a dozen titles.

"Brother Beizi will take you to watch the boxing match live, the bloody version!"

Because there were no bloody scenes yet, the live broadcast was quickly approved.

At this time, many netizens have received reminders that Zhang Beixing has started broadcasting.

[The one you are following, Zhang Beixing KDA... has started broadcasting, come and take a look! 】

In an instant, 4 to [-] people flooded into the live broadcast room.

Because Zhang Beixing is abroad, the Internet speed in the live broadcast room is a little slow at this time.

After netizens lowered the definition and adjusted it to smooth, they were able to barely stop spinning and watch normally.

"Holy crap! Brother Beizi, why do you have so much neon writing in your background? Have you really gone to the neon country?"

"Where is this, a boxing gym? Are you doing black boxing?"

"Damn it! What are you all looking at? Some neon text, some boxing gym? Am I the only one paying attention to the kawaii girls standing next to Brother Beizi? They are pouring wine, massaging and... The one who peels fruit is going on vacation overseas right now!!"

"Ah ah ah! The single man is really a single man now!"

"I declare that Zhang Beixing is really out of touch with the masses now, he has changed, he has been corrupted!"

"Seeing that Beizi is doing well, I really broke my back molars! I feel so uncomfortable!"

"..."

Soon, comments from funny netizens started flying, one after another, in an endless stream.

Zhang Beixing didn't have time to see them at this time.

Where is the time?

The food and drink are all gone if you touch them...anyway, the few serving people nearby are feeding you food and drinking wine.

Can't take care of it, can't take care of it at all.

However, there were some netizens who knew a lot about the live broadcast, and they quickly understood where this place was, and helped other netizens in the live broadcast room learn more about it.

After a while, the original champion came on the stage.

With this American muscular man in the mall.

Suddenly, the barrage came alive.

"Oh my god, the number one boxing champion in North America, Forrest! Why did he come to Neon???"

"He is also a ruthless person. I heard that KDA has reached 38/0/11, but it is still slightly inferior to my three-digit KDA of Beizi brother. I can't even count the number of achievements."

"Such a strong person? Are the Extraordinary members going to beat him tonight? Doesn't it mean tonight is a life-and-death punch? What will happen if he is beaten to death later?"

"Beat him to death? Don't you see my brother Beizi sitting here? Are you treating him like air?"

"..."

The game started, and Zhang Beixing was no longer enjoying it. Although he was not sitting upright, he was a little more serious.

After withdrawing from the girls on the left and right, Zhang Beixing picked it up and took a sip, and said honestly to Murakami next to him.

"Why is this Forrest a black man?"

"It's normal. The niggas over there are already taking over the boxing ring."

Zhang Beixing nodded,

Agan's first opponent came up.

The odds for this player are fair, neither high nor low, looking like [-] to one.

He is quite strong, so he can just become a sumo wrestler.

But after taking the stage, he just met and was punched KO by Aganna.

Zhang Beixing narrowed his eyes.

Well, the power is pretty good. The intensity of this punch is probably not something that even a few of the masters in the country can withstand.

Although he wouldn't be beaten to death directly, he couldn't run away if he was delirious.

The man just now was also miserable. He was a mid-level A-level warrior. The punch just killed him. The referee looked at his nose and his face was ugly.

Just clicked one.

Murakami said honestly, "It seems that Agana already knows the plan of the Shimoguchi organization. He was acting a little bit before, but now he is serious about it. He will kill one with one punch as soon as he comes up."

Zhang Bei was amused, "You guys always think of treating others as fools. He is a boxing champion and not a little guy. How can he be a fool?"

Sure enough, as expected, the second person came up quickly.

This person is still a native of Neon, but a little thinner and stronger than the previous one. This person is the strongest group in Class A.

He went up first to test, and after a round of testing, he made a cautious move. In the end, only three good things came true.

After the next three punches, the shaking arm was slightly numb.

Agana suddenly punched him unexpectedly and knocked him out again.

Agan looked at the dead guy underground and sneered.

Just when he was about to show off, he suddenly felt a cold feeling behind him.

Ok?
He turned his head and looked down, where a man was looking at him.

The man also gave him a smile.

Yes, it's Zhang Beixing.

(End of this chapter)