God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 184 - 181, Should Pop

Chapter 184: Chapter 181, Should Pop

Fang Yi’s expression was extremely odd as he said, "When did I become so hated? Could it be they’re all Bai Kuang’s die-hard fans?"

Shen Binan couldn’t help but laugh, a hint of snicker in her tone, "That’s not it. It’s just that these past few days, someone has been using your name to set up a betting pool at the Underground Bank."

At the mention of this, Fang Yi instinctively let out an expletive, "Fuck!" After the outburst, he couldn’t help but ask, "So, what are my odds?"

"One to twenty, starting at ten thousand."

"Oh, looks like quite a few people are betting on me then."

Shen Binan shook her head and said, "You might be mistaken, your odds are twenty, not one."

Fang Yi: "..."

By that logic, if I lose, a person who bet ten thousand would get two hundred thousand, and if I win, I would only get ten thousand.

Seeming to catch on to what Fang Yi was thinking, Shen Binan added, "But low profit multiplied by high volume. Just think, if you win and a hundred people bet against you, then you would win a million. Besides, this betting pool is huge; there’s more than a hundred people."

Fang Yi thought for a moment, then said, "That’s true, but... this has nothing to do with me! Even if I win, I don’t get the money."

However, a few strands of a smile appeared on Shen Binan’s enchanting face as she said, "I know who opened the betting pool."

"Who?"

Right as Shen Binan was about to speak, a fat man came running over.

"Speak of the devil, and he shall appear," Shen Binan said with a light smile.

Fang Yi looked with an odd gaze at the fat man who had come running and said, "You’re telling me it’s this guy?"

Shen Binan just smiled without speaking.

"Huff huff, I’m dead tired. Just ran a little bit and I’m already exhausted," Song Wuliang panted heavily, his face beet red, but he looked more excited than worn out.

Fang Yi reached out, grabbed Song Wuliang by the collar, and hoisted him up to his face.

"Fang Yi, what are you doing!" Song Wuliang exclaimed, startled.

"Nothing much. Just heard you’ve been using my name for betting against Bai Kuang at the Underground Bank, any truth to that?" Fang Yi’s face was full of a warm smile, and his tone was extremely gentle.

Song Wuliang’s eyes spun quickly, and then he put on a full, smiling face, saying, "Hey, that thing. I was just looking for you. What a coincidence, running into you here. This time we’ll split seventy-thirty..."

"I take seventy, you take thirty," Fang Yi stated decisively, leaving no room for Song Wuliang to argue.

Song Wuliang’s smile on his chubby face froze as he tentatively said, "How about fifty-fifty?"

Fang Yi glanced at him sideways, and the man hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, seventy-thirty, I take thirty—oh no, you take seventy, I take thirty. What a mess, goddamnit." He muttered the last part under his breath.

Fang Yi, with his exceptional hearing, obviously caught it but remained imperturbable. After all, why not turn the tables on this unscrupulous fat man who loved to take advantage?

Afterward, the three of them headed up the mountain together. At the foot of the mountain, when people found out that Fang Yi was going up, they burst into an uproar.

"Fang Yi! You better lose for me; I’ve bet fifty thousand on this. You have to lose!"

"You’re a sure loser! Stop wasting everybody’s time; just get up there and kneel to Bai Kuang! Let him beat the crap out of you, I’ll pay for the meds."

"I’ve bet my entire savings on this; if you don’t lose, you’re not human!"

"If you dare to win, I’ll splash paint on your door tonight!"

They were raising a ruckus, making the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain exceptionally lively. Everyone was shouting at the top of their lungs, wishing they could go up and beat Fang Yi down themselves so they wouldn’t even need Bai Kuang to do it and could win their bets.

"Damn it, gamblers are all the same! I’ve never seen them this excited even when the national team loses," Song Wuliang muttered under his breath, completely unaware that he included himself in the insult, and then patted Fang Yi’s shoulder, "Brother, I’m rooting for you."

Fang Yi said, "I want to ask you a question."

Song Wuliang patted his chest and said, "Just ask away, I’ll tell you everything I know."

"Alright then, tell me, how much did you bet on Bai Kuang?"

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"..."

Song Wuliang couldn’t lift his foot any longer, he just stood there, his expression incredibly animated.

"Hey, how did you know he also bet on Bai Kuang?" Shen Binnan asked with a smile.

"Look at this guy, I’ve seen right through him. He’s even more shameless than me. If he didn’t bet on Bai Kuang, I’d drop dead if I believed it," Fang Yi said.

After a while, Song Wuliang’s voice came from far behind them.

"Fang Yi, wait up, let me explain..."

...

Step by step, they ascended Broken Dragon Mountain, which wasn’t very high, and soon the three of them reached the mid-mountain. Right at that moment, at a turning point ahead, two people walked out of a pavilion.

The two also noticed Fang Yi and his group, and after a calm standoff for a moment, the elderly Zhou Quan coldly said, "You little bastard, you’re going to die this time."

"Old fossil, even if you die, I won’t," Fang Yi replied indifferently.

That nickname, ’old fossil,’ instantly made Zhou Quan bristle with rage, unable to suppress his anger.

Zhou Quan said coldly, "Last time I underestimated you, you little bastard. If you dare, let’s fight again."

Fang Yi sneered, "Do you find bullying the young fun? Give me three years and I’ll have you pinned to the ground with just one finger."

Fire rose in Zhou Quan’s heart and he wanted to attack, but Bai Mingqi stopped him.

Bai Mingqi said proudly, "Fang Yi, babbling here is useless. After you fight my big brother, he’ll show you that all your bluster is nothing without real skills, and you’ll end up humiliated."

Fang Yi suddenly laughed, "Hearing you say that, I’d really like to see what kind of face Bai Kuang will make when I slap him." Fang Yi had advanced to the seventh level of Human Level, but no one knew it.

Bai Mingqi said no more, knowing arguing with Fang Yi was fruitless, and with a cold snort, he walked away. Zhou Quan’s eyes filled with a cold, sharp edge, and after giving Fang Yi an icy look filled with murderous intent, he left as well.

Fang Yi smiled, said nothing more, and continued to walk up the mountain.

Ten minutes later, they reached the top of the mountain, which was illuminated as if it were daylight.

The place was like a huge plaza, vast and wide, surrounded by high-powered lights that made it as bright as day. And around this plateau of Broken Dragon Mountain, there were many people, not much fewer than at the foot of the mountain.

Some of these people gathered around a table with sumptuous foods and wines, while others simply barbecued on the spot, ready to enjoy the show.

"Why do I feel so uncomfortable?" Fang Yi frowned. He didn’t want his battle with Bai Kuang to be high-profile, but seeing what it looked like now, it was far too much so.

Song Wuliang said, "Relax, this is just how things are done in our country. Not to mention civilians crowding around a simple fall, these people are mostly from powerful families. Bai Kuang’s status is also extraordinary, so it’s normal for so many people to come. Come on, have some barbecue."

Fang Yi looked at this guy, wondering where he got his hands on a few skewers of barbecue he was munching on.

Fang Yi said, "Suddenly, I have a very strong urge to beat you up."

"Do you?" Song Wuliang asked, looking bewildered, then handed over a few more skewers, "Come on, what problem can’t be solved with a skewer of barbecue? If one isn’t enough, then two."

Fang Yi was out of patience, truly out of patience with Song Wuliang, who really was something else.

The three of them all started eating barbecue when a little boy ran over, the same boy who had been following Wang Zhuo.

"You have to win!" the boy said.

"Are you here to cheer me on?" Fang Yi asked with a smile.

The boy immediately cast a disdainful glance and said, "You’re way too full of yourself. My teacher said if you lose, he won’t be able to lift his head in front of those old men and will hit my bottom with a bamboo strip."

Fang Yi laughed, "I think you deserve to have your bottom smacked with a bamboo strip. Naughty kids need to be taught a lesson."

The boy pouted and immediately became angry.

Song Wuliang, who was eating barbecue on the side, said with food in his mouth, "Getting smacked is so boring. Tell your teacher, if he can’t bring himself to do it, I can do it for him."

"Wuuu... Wahhhh..." the boy was still a child after all and could no longer help but burst into tears.

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