Chapter 107 The Second Game
Toss is a gambler, a crazy and selfish gambler. This is a consensus among everyone who knows him. As for how this consensus came about, it is probably that he stole his father's medical money to gamble, and ended up losing it all, causing his father to die of a serious illness. He also drove his mother out of the house in the cold winter, sold the house and continued to gamble, causing his mother to freeze to death on the street.
Naturally, Toss gambled away all the money from the sale of the house. Being penniless, he did not end his gambling career. Instead, he borrowed a large sum of money from those gray area societies, but still lost it all in the casino, leaving Toss with only one gold coin, the last gold coin.
He wanted to try his luck and have one last fight in the underground fighting arena. If he succeeded, there would be nothing more to say, but if he lost, he would immediately hide his identity and try to leave Cynthia City. So when he knew there was a challenge today, he took the risk of his life and bet on Hei Ting, an intermediate fighter who almost everyone looked down upon, hoping to turn the tables with a one in ten thousand chance. As a result, when Tos saw Hei Ting catch Keo's fist easily and knock Keo out with one punch, he knew that his luck had finally come, and he was finally going to turn things around with this one!
Toss crawled to the place where the bet was made, handed the receipt of his bet to the staff of the underground fighting arena, and took the hundred gold coins handed over by the staff with trembling hands. He could hardly believe his eyes. The hundred gold coins were enough to pay off the high-interest loan he borrowed, and there would be some left after redeeming the house. He almost left with the gold coins.
But at this moment, a big man who had lost all his money suddenly stood up with a red face and neck, and shouted angrily: "It's a conspiracy! This is a conspiracy! How could Keao lose to an unknown intermediate fighter? You are definitely a conspiracy, give me back my money!"
As soon as these words were spoken, almost all the spectators who had placed bets started shouting loudly, and even those who had not placed bets started shouting as well. For a moment, the sound of the dark curtain resounded throughout the fighting arena.
With such a big problem, there was naturally no reason for Babo, the person in charge of the underground fighting arena, to continue sitting in the office. He hurriedly came to the ring followed by two bodyguards and winked at the bodyguards. When he saw the bodyguards nod to him after checking Keo's injuries, Babo immediately looked at Shalan, who had ignored the audience and walked down the ring to leave, his eyes full of heat and horror.
Obviously, Babo already knew that this result was not the result of a shady deal or a fixed match, but was a genuine result. This also made Babo have a new assessment of Sharan's strength and value!
At this time, the host came to Babo and said flatteringly: "Boss Babo, how can we appease these audiences? How about I explain the fairness and accuracy of the game now?"
Babo just nodded, and suddenly stopped the host from saying anything. He thought about it again, and a plan that could prove that there was no shady dealings in the underground fighting arena and that could also allow the underground fighting arena to gain huge profits suddenly appeared in his mind.
Thinking of this, Babo did not let the host speak, but took the microphone from the host and said to the roaring audience: "Everyone, everyone, audience, our underground fighting arena has never had any shady dealings, you also know that the truth of the game is the real purpose of our underground fighting arena, you also know that.
So there was really nothing false about the match just now. Don't be angry in a hurry. Just listen to me. My men checked Keo's injuries just now and found that in addition to the injuries he had just suffered from the fighter Hei Ting, many other injuries were also revealed.
So I have reason to suspect that Keao's failure may be related to his injury, which prevented him from exerting his full strength. Of course, this is just my speculation. Therefore, in order to compensate everyone, I will invite the fighter Black Ting to compete with another high-level fighter again. In this way, you should be able to believe the result, right?"
When the audience heard what Babo said, most of them nodded and the shouting gradually weakened. Although Babo did not really say that Koo was defeated by Shalan because of his injury, under the guidance of his words, most of the audience also found an excuse for their own misjudgment and acknowledged Babo's statement in their hearts.
Soon, voices asking Shalan to continue participating in the competition rang out, and slowly turned into waves that spread out.
At the same time, Toss looked at the cheering crowd and Babo, who put down the microphone and came to the fighter Heiting and kept saying something. He suddenly felt that what Babo said made sense. Keo must have been injured and was defeated. Obviously, he was just lucky, so he became one of the very few winners.
At the same time, Toss suddenly had an idea. Why not wait until the next game starts to bet on the other senior fighter to win? Even if the odds are very low, a hundred gold coins can at least gain a 10 to 20 percent appreciation. Who would dislike the hot gold coins?
Thinking of this, Toss immediately changed his mind about leaving. He sat in the seat behind him holding his gold coins, waiting for the next game to begin.
At this time, in the contestant channel, Shallan looked at Babo and smiled, and said, "Mr. Babo, you are calculating very well. I think you should know that Keao has no remaining injuries, right?"
With a smile, Babo looked at Shalan and said, "Mr. Heiting, if you agree to participate in the next game, I can increase your appearance fee five times. How about that?"
"You should know that I am not short of money. Besides, I came here to hone my fighting skills. Now the people here are too weak and there is no need to hone them. I have no intention of competing anymore."
Hearing Shalan's words, Babo continued to smile, "Mr. Black Ting, if I told you that the competition you are participating in is also a competition in the underground fighting arena, and that stronger fighters are actually fighting a life-and-death duel in the deeper darkness of the underground fighting arena, would you be interested in participating?"
With her eyebrows slightly raised, Shalan looked at Babo and said with interest, "Tell me in detail."
