Chapter 217 All net worth
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Venice Water City.
After knowing the source of the disease, the infectious disease in Croatia was quickly solved. Seeing that Ye Xinxia had a lot of worries, Lu Cheng did not continue to follow her, but sent her back to Pat. Farming.
Dragon Teeth Magic Arena.
"Are you planning to play?"
Feng Li, who had just arranged the players to play, looked at Lu Cheng in front of him with a strange look in his eyes.
"Who messed with you?"
"That idiot." Lu Cheng glanced at Prince Banbo not far away.
“I originally wanted to kill him, but my mother said don’t act like a fool, and killing people here would have a bad influence. So, my mother asked me to go up and show my skills and let these people have some brains. This is a warning. ”
"Well... you can, but please take it easy and don't make the scene too exaggerated. Moreover, this is a competition, so don't cause any casualties." Feng Li said with some worry.
Lu Cheng shrugged, "I've always been very measured."
"Who do you plan to let play with you?" Feng Li asked.
"Our arrangement before this game is..."
"No, let them all abstain, I am enough." Lu Cheng said.
"If they follow, it will be inconvenient for me to use my hands."
"..." Feng Li.
You call this measured? !
......
In the rest area, after learning that Lu Cheng planned to play in person, Mo Fan and his group immediately ran away.
"Hey, are you afraid of embarrassing them?" Prince Banbo laughed.
"No, they are going to place bets." Jiang Shaoxu looked like a fool.
There are bets on every game in the school battle, and these bets come from all over the world!
The amount invested in each game is in tens of billions!
As their country's results in previous competitions were not ideal, their odds are relatively high, especially compared to Spain, a national team that had good results in previous competitions. The odds are as high as three to one.
In other words, if you win by betting on them, you can get three times the compensation!
Of course, the ratio is adjusted in real time according to the amount of everyone's investment. There will be no situation where the prize pool amount and odds are too large and you cannot afford to lose.
"Oh? Are you ready to bet that our side will win? It seems that your team members are very self-aware." Prince Banbo said.
"..."
Jiang Shaoxu did not speak, and the team members who were still present unconsciously looked at Prince Banbo as if they were looking at a fool.
What's going on in this guy's head?
The river in Venice?
"Why don't you take a look at the odds?" Jiang Shaoxu said.
"Odds? What's the matter..." Prince Banbo turned to look at the odds electronic screen.
“???”
Seeing the odds of two to one on the screen, Prince Banbo was stunned.
How much pressure is this? !
“Damn! Damn it, stop stressing!”
Mo Fan and the others quickly returned their bets.
Without exception, the three of them have invested all their current savings. Fortunately, there is Zhao Manyan, the rich second generation of the Zhao family. Otherwise, ordinary people would not be qualified to gamble with so much money.
And Zhao Manyan also approached his father and invested all the funds allowed to be mobilized within the rules!
As a result, the original odds were directly reduced by an integer.
Mo Fan and Jiang Yu, who originally thought they could double or triple their fortune and become rich, felt their hearts bleed after seeing Zhao Manyan's funds lowering the odds!
What Zhao Manyan, a big dog, earns is all their money!
"How is that possible? This is a game of picking up money. Of course, you can squeeze as much as you can." Zhao Manyan said.
"And I've been spending a lot of money to hold my thigh recently."
The corner of Mo Fan's eyes twitched slightly, "I think you really have the potential to be an eunuch."
Every time you have some free time during this time , when Jiang Shaoxu took Lu Cheng and his mother out for shopping, Zhao Manyan acted like a bitch, riding in front of him and behind the horse!
“Eunuch, your sister, this is called filial piety to the elders.” Zhao Manyan said confidently.
"It's not like you haven't seen how awesome the gem Brother Cheng gave me is. I'll spend some money on my aunt to make her happy. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"Holy crap! Why are these odds still falling?!" Jiang Yu looked at the odds of two to one on the screen in collapse.
Who else is beating Lu Cheng to win? !
Stop pressing! If you press any further, you won’t make any money!
"One point nine, one point eight...fuck?!" Mo Fan was about to cry.
“Which god?!” The odds collapsed!
“Did you press it?” Mu Ningxue looked at Mu Nujiao with strange eyes.
As the new head of the Modu Mu family, Mu Nujiao was the only person present who had the qualifications to bet so much money at once.
"No, I just pressed 500 million, and I won't be able to turn around for more." Mu Nujiao said.
“The odds have dropped so fast, I’m afraid someone has lost billions at once.”
"To be able to lose so much at once..."
The corners of Mu Nujiao's eyes twitched slightly.
Could it be that rich little girl Irene who did it?
Except for the Victoria clan, no one can make such a big splash!
"Are you all suppressed?" Lu Cheng walked over.
"All your wealth!" Mo Fan and Jiang Yu looked at Lu Cheng with heavy expressions.
Not a penny left! If something goes wrong, they will lose everything!
“What about you?” Lu Cheng looked at Prince Banbo.
"I have suppressed myself by a billion, how much do you plan to suppress?"
"I..." Prince Banbo twitched the corner of his mouth.
"I don't have a lot of liquidity on hand, I...100 million, ahem, just a little gambling for fun."
"Tsk~return the prince?" Mo Fan mocked.
“I thought how powerful this prince was? For such a big competition, he can only give out 100 million? You must have been picked up by your family, right?”
“Who? The prince can only offer 100 million?”
“I paid 500 million!”
"A poor person like me has paid 300 million, tsk~" Jiang Yu's ability to ridicule was also brought up by Lu Cheng and others.
"It seems that the Spanish royal family is getting worse every year. The prince is too poor to speak, tsk tsk~"
"..."
Listen With several people taunting him back and forth, Prince Banbo walked away with a livid face. There was no moment of anger that Mo Fan wanted to see, so he directly increased the stakes and brought excitement to the whole audience.
“Damn! Why did this pig’s brain suddenly grow a brain?” Mo Fan felt like he had lost tens of millions again.
"Don't say he is just a prince. Even if he is a king, he is not qualified to spend too much money to do such a thing." Jiang Shaoxu said.
“Do you really think that the royal family’s money is brought by the strong wind?”
Even for a super-level mage, it is impossible to throw away hundreds of millions at once. In the competition, if you lose, you will lose everything!
"Players, please take your seats!"
As the referee shouted, the players from both sides entered the arena.
"??!"
Looking at the lonely figure of China, the punters, whether in the auditorium or watching the game through global live broadcast, were all confused. There were many punters watching the game at the scene. People immediately collapsed.
Just send one person on?
What the hell does this mean? !
Is the Chinese team using the game to make money? !
Buy yourself a loss?
"Holy crap? The odds have gone back up!" Jiang Yu said excitedly.
The game has not officially started yet, and the betting has not been closed yet.
Many people start betting after seeing the players on the field. Although Lu Cheng has spread a lot of news before, this is a team competition, and those who can stand on the Venice stage are from various countries. A talented mage, in this situation one against five, has basically no chance of winning, and the odds will naturally collapse.
“Damn it! It’s still rising!” Mo Fan looked confused.
It was almost 1:5 just now, but now it's back to 2:1!
How much does it cost to press in?
“I really don’t know how many people are going to go to the rooftop after this game.” Zhao Manyan sighed.
“Prepare—!”
“Start!”
Following the referee's order, the odds on the big screen were locked at two to one.
“Holy shit!”
Looking at the dark purple lightning ball that instantly formed in Lu Cheng’s hand, Mo Fan’s face suddenly froze when he was about to shout, “Come on!”
No, brother! This is a competition!
Do you want to kill them? !
(End of this chapter)