City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 967: Jiro Matsuda

Chapter 967: Chapter 967: Jiro Matsuda

Seeing his cousin really make a vomiting gesture, Li Yu originally wanted to play the second round of the game, but now it seems impossible.

"Cousin, let’s go back."

Su Luoluo didn’t like crowded and noisy places, and now there were people and cars everywhere here. After experiencing two near-death situations, Su Luoluo no longer resisted those bodyguards being around 24 hours protecting her. However, now with so many people, it must be very complicated, so Su Luoluo felt it was better to return to the Su Family Courtyard.

"Then I’ll take you back."

Li Yu still felt that his cousin was more important.

However, just as Su Luoluo was about to get into the BMW car again, she suddenly saw a figure.

Huh? Isn’t that Li Shen and Zhu Zhiming?

Su Luoluo knew that the two boys Ye Qiu was most familiar with in the class were probably Li Shen and Zhu Zhiming. Now seeing Li Shen and Zhu Zhiming’s silhouettes, Su Luoluo guessed that Ye Qiu might be here tonight too?

Moreover, probably somewhere nearby.

She looked around, and sure enough, besides seeing Li Shen and Zhu Zhiming, she also saw Ye Qiu and several others there, who should all be Ye Qiu’s classmates.

"Cousin, what are you looking at, we’re not going back?"

"Actually, it’s pretty nice here too, I want to stay and look around."

"Alright, we’ll stay and have a look, but I’m not playing racing anymore."

Su Luoluo had nearly wanted to throw up just now, and Li Yu certainly couldn’t continue racing.

However, he was a bit puzzled, why did he suddenly want to stay, when he clearly wanted to leave his cousin just now?

Li Yu really couldn’t figure out what this beautiful cousin was thinking.

...

"Brother Qiu, the second round of the game is starting soon, shall we place some bets?"

Judging from the first round of the game, it’s basically confirmed that the Japanese racer Jiro Matsuda is probably the most formidable, followed by several local racers, then some amateur racers, and lastly those rich kids playing racing.

The odds were rewritten by the bookies adjusted based on the results of the first round of the game. Actually, the odds haven’t changed much.

Ning Yun now wanted to earn some pocket money, so he wanted to place some bets.

However, he wanted to win big money; unless he placed a good bet on a racer with high odds who ended up taking first place, he might achieve a profit of several times the bet money.

But in Ye Qiu’s opinion, Jiro Matsuda himself had excellent racing skills, and he was brought in by the bookies. It’s unclear if the other Jinling racers were also brought in by them, but Ye Qiu felt these racers might be associated with the bookies.

In this situation, trying to earn money by betting seemed more like losing money.

"Who are you thinking of betting on?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"I want to bet on that Japanese guy and the Jinling racer."

Both of these racers had very low odds, especially the Japanese guy whose odds were currently 1 to 1.2, while the Jinling racer’s odds were 1 to 2.

If either one of them took first place, the payout wouldn’t be much. If both were bet on, and neither ended up in first place, then not a penny would be recovered.

As for others, they are completely based on guesswork.

"Do you usually have a lot of pocket money?"

"A bit, my parents don’t give me much."

Ning Yun was just a collateral offspring, how much pocket money could there be? Compared to Ning Le, it was definitely far behind.

Ning Le could change girlfriends every day, but Ning Yun couldn’t even afford one girlfriend a month.

"Then stay and watch, no need to waste money."

Ye Qiu said.

Now Luo Yang and Li Shen didn’t have much pocket money either, and it was clear that this was only the second round. They were not familiar with those racers just now, and directly placing bets would be genuinely giving money to the bookies.

As the second round of the race started, including the Japanese racer Jiro Matsuda, as well as other racers, more than twenty racers in total, drove their modified cars and rushed directly forward from the parking lot.

Normal sports cars could reach a speed of one hundred in four or five seconds, even three seconds. These racers could also reach one hundred within five or six seconds, then zoom forward and quickly be heard only in the sound of the racing cars or seen in the light.

But as last, not even a bit of light could be seen, only the car’s ’howling’ sound heard in the quiet forest, and gradually none of the sound was heard anymore, they must have gone over twenty or thirty kilometers away.

After those racers left, the parking lot was still bustling.

Some people continued to place bets to try their luck.

However, Ye Qiu felt that in this situation, it was directly giving money to the bookies, even with more money he wouldn’t place these bets.

Unless Ye Qiu could guarantee a win himself, that’s when he’d place a bet.

Time ticked by second by second.

Twenty minutes could pass in the time it took to smoke just a few cigarettes.

"I bet the first place is still that Japanese guy!"

Ning Yun said.

"I think maybe not."

Luo Yang felt that quite a few people have probably bet on that Japanese guy just now. Although the odds were slightly lower, if he really wins, one could still win some money.

For example, if one bet one million, then could win two hundred thousand, which two hundred thousand could be spent on a National Day holiday.

However, it was precisely because of that, too many people bet on the Japanese guy to win, then really he wins, the bookies would lose heavily?

But tonight there might be several rounds of races, now the race is completely under the control of the bookies.

Thus, it’s possible for the Japanese guy to win the second round, and the bookies feel losing the money for the second round is not a big deal. Because they could continue to lure people to bet on the third round, fourth round, even fifth round, and then win back the money in the last few rounds possibly.

Of course, the Japanese guy might lose the second round, which also makes sense, as the bookies wouldn’t want to lose that money.

Therefore, Luo Yang thought there might be a fifty percent chance.

With a fifty percent chance to bet on the 1 to 1.2 odds, surely losing more money, winning not much, losing even the principal.

However, Ning Yun was very certain that the Japanese guy would win, but, since Ye Qiu didn’t let him place a bet, now he could only watch here.

Soon, about twenty-two minutes later, the first car was already back, what surprised others was that the first car, that came back actually was that Mazda driven by Jiro Matsuda.

Except, this time it was slower by about three minutes compared to just now, probably wasted at a few corners.

"Amazing!"

"Jiro Matsuda is amazing!"

"This little brat is quite good!"

...

Those gamblers who bet on him for the profitable odds shouted loudly.