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Chapter 698 - 676: _2

Chapter 698: Chapter 676: _2

"Kid, you’ve got guts. I’ll make sure to get someone to take it easy on you in the ring later!" Jones said in his blue robe, then smiled at Ye Chen.

Jones led the way with Ye Chen and the others following behind, while a swarm of Old Ghosts from the White Alliance crowded at the back. They were bustling and began making phone calls to spread the word about the match today, drawing many people toward the Underground Boxing Ring. Most had heard that Jones would be fighting personally, so they were planning to make a killing. Needless to say, as the American freestyle fighting champion, Jones was sure to win.

A large crowd surged in, immediately packing the arena to capacity.

Many stood behind the seats with large sums of cash, waiting for the betting to open. As soon as it did, Jones’s odds were incredibly low, while Ye Chen’s were much higher. Most were favoring Jones, so they piled a lot of money on him. Despite the low odds, every little bit counts when it’s money.

"Hey, shouldn’t we cheer on Brother Chen?" Feng Zhi Xiao said with a grin.

"How do you plan to do that?" Liu the Tyrant asked curiously.

"Damn, with Jones’s odds so low and Brother Chen’s so high, shouldn’t we bring those odds down?" Feng Zhi Xiao blinked and said, "This time, let’s make sure those Americans lose their shirts!"

"OK, but a person can only bet up to one million dollars!" Liu the Tyrant muttered.

"Damn, we have more than ten people here. With more than ten million, Momma’s boy, I don’t believe Brother Chen’s odds won’t plummet!" Feng Zhi Xiao laughed heartily.

"Right, let’s go withdraw the money!" Liu the Tyrant immediately nodded.

No sooner said than done, fortunately, the Heavenly Reversal Gang had stashed a ton of cash at headquarters. Xiao Bai and Jiang Wei took the Diamond Card and rushed to the bank to withdraw funds. When told they needed several million, the bank nearly cried. Such large withdrawals usually require an appointment, but as Diamond Cardholders, they enjoyed exceptional privileges. Reluctantly, the bank managed to scrounge up three million dollars for them.

"Oh well, three million it is," Xiao Bai nodded his head.

Soon after, everyone sprang into action, pooling together six million dollars, which was a considerable amount. They brought the six million straight to the counter, then told the blonde, blue-eyed beauties, "Six million, six men betting separately!"

"Wow, real rich folks, are you betting on Mr. Jones?" the blonde, blue-eyed beauties batted their eyelashes at them.

"Wrong, we’re betting on Mr. Ye Chen!" the men said with a faint smile.

"Oh, my God, are you crazy?" the blonde, blue-eyed beauties were taken aback and quickly said, "Although you guys are rich, money shouldn’t be wasted like this. I advise you to bet on Mr. Jones instead, he’s the biggest sure-win today!"

"No need, we just like giving you our money!" Feng Zhi Xiao laughed.

"Alright, alright!" The beauties quickly nodded, then resignedly said, "By tradition, a person’s bet is capped at one million dollars, so, which six of you will it be?"

"Us..." Feng Zhi Xiao pointed out six people, then they lined up and got their ticket numbers.

Quickly, six million dollars slammed into the betting pool, and the smart computers immediately calculated the new odds. In the blink of an eye, the odds underwent a drastic change, evening out for both contenders. They watched as Ye Chen’s odds went down and Jones’s odds surprisingly went up.

"My God, Jones’s odds have gone up!"

"No good, I need to put more money in, not exploiting this chance to earn more would be a missed opportunity!"

So, the crowd immediately began to throw large sums of money on Jones, scattering big piles of cash on him. Then, the odds on the big screen kept changing, dazzling those in attendance. Perhaps this was the first time in all their years of watching matches that they’d encountered such a tricky situation, and the first time they’d seen Jones’s odds soar so high. Therefore, many people, excited, dug deeper into their pockets and bet more money in the gambling ring.

Even before the boxing match had begun, the atmosphere on-site had already reached a climax. Many people began studying the betting odds, and some started pulling out their phones, urging their relatives and friends to bring money quickly and place their bets.

Before long, Ye Chen’s odds were raised again, while Jones’s odds began to slowly decline. Those who had placed their bets on Jones at higher odds were now ecstatic. Too bad they had initially placed their bets at lower odds; there wasn’t much good money left to bet on.

"Who the hell is the idiot who placed so much money, huh?"

"Haha, probably someone with more money than sense, so great for us!"

The crowd was abuzz with commentary, turning their attention from the odds to figuring out which fool had thrown so much money on Ye Chen. But they didn’t care too much; they were happily calculating how much money they were going to make.

Soon, the boxing ring was ready. The host stepped onto the large platform, standing excitedly and shouting, "Welcome to the Underground Boxing Ring! Today’s match is the most anticipated and popular ever. Mr. Jones himself will be fighting today; undoubtedly, it will be a fierce battle for everyone!"

Whoosh...

A thunderous applause erupted from the stands. Some rowdy voices yelled, "Scumbag, get lost, and let Mr. Jones come up."

"Right, you ugly clown, get lost, let Mr. Jones take the stage!"

Faced with the audience’s curses and jeers, the host didn’t get angry but instead smiled and said, "Apart from Mr. Jones today, we have an unfamiliar face, a man from mysterious China. Although we don’t think highly of him, I still hope everyone can give him a round of applause!"

"Haha, a Chinese, a tiny Chinese!" The audience laughed heartily.

Soon, a gate opened, and Jones walked out. Dressed in his blue robe, he emerged with a murderous vibe, and the crowd immediately went wild, whistling loudly and shouting their lungs out.

"Jones, Jones, we love you!" The crowd shouted in unison.

Jones leaped onto the platform and struck a victorious pose towards the audience. The crowd yelled once again, and some enamored blondes gazed at Ye Chen, exclaiming, "Jones is so strong, what a dream it would be to spend a night with him!">

At that moment, another gate also opened, and Ye Chen emerged. The bright light outside cast a long shadow of Ye Chen, who was dressed in Black Water Security Company’s uniform. The canvas fabric looked somewhat stylish on him, but compared to Jones’s entrance, Ye Chen seemed not quite as imposing.

However, Ye Chen appeared more mature, giving off an unfathomable impression.

"Hmph, putting on airs, this Chinese!" Jones snorted coldly. The Jones supporters on-site also showed disdain for Ye Chen’s entrance, throwing fruit peels at him and even shouting, "Tiny Chinese, I advise you to roll back to China quickly. This isn’t a place for you!"

"Haha..." The crowd erupted into laughter again.

"Damn it, these idiots are pissing me off!" Liu the Tyrant said angrily, "I’m going to teach these bumpkins a lesson!"

"Don’t mess around!" Haozi grabbed Liu the Tyrant, then cautioned, "You can’t imagine Brother Chen’s patience. The uglier the insults they hurl, the more power Brother Chen will unleash!"

"Hmph, I hope Brother Chen smashes his balls with a single punch!" Liu the Tyrant said, fuming.