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Chapter 339 Five Million Bet

Chapter 339 Five million bet

On the stage, two boxers, Black and Red, were having their final fight.

Murong Yan'er was a little curious and leaned into Chen Mo's ear. The little girl exhaled like orchid, with a hint of the unique fragrance of a girl, and asked in a low voice: "Chen Mo, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

Chen Mo glanced at the ring and said nothing, but looked at Qi Mingshan inadvertently with a hint of joking.

Murong Yan'er understood this and slyly curved the corners of her mouth, looking at Qi Mingshan's beautiful eyes with a hint of gloating smile.

From the corner of her eye, Qi Yueru saw the strange behavior of Chen Mo and Murong Yan'er. She couldn't figure out the riddle that Chen Mo and Murong Yan'er were playing, but she just felt that her brother might lose this time.

A few minutes later, the black boxer punched the red boxer in the face, and the red boxer fell to the ground.

The audience below who bought the red side to win immediately shouted loudly for the red side boxer: "Get up, get up!"

The referee ran over and squatted next to the red boxer and started shouting loudly: "One, two, three..."

The audience shouted even harder, but Wang Shaoyu, who bought red to win, had a calm expression and showed no signs of worry. Perhaps the bet of 100,000 yuan was just a drop in the bucket for him.

Qi Mingshan looked at Wang Shaoyu arrogantly and said proudly: "Young Master Wang, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to beat you again in this game!"

Wang Shaoyu sneered: "That's not necessarily true. Isn't this the end yet?"

Perhaps it was the cheers from the audience that gave the red boxer courage. When the referee counted to seven, the red boxer struggled to stand up.

Immediately, the audience below who had placed bets on him burst into earth-shattering cheers.

Qi Mingshan cursed secretly in his heart, but he had no choice but to continue watching the game.

Although the red boxer stood up, he was knocked down by the black boxer after holding on for another minute, and ultimately lost.

"Haha, good!" Qi Mingshan was overjoyed.

"Young Master Wang, it seems that Master Huang is nothing more than this! Haha...thank you for your 100,000 yuan, take it here!" Qi Mingshan looked at Wang Shaoyu and said proudly.

Wang Shaoyu snorted coldly: "Winning or losing is a common matter for military strategists. It's only a hundred thousand. It's trivial. I, Wang Shaoyu, can afford to lose!"

The two of them did not sign any written bet, but one hundred thousand yuan is a huge amount of money for ordinary people, but in the hands of Qi Mingshan and Wang Shaoyu, it is probably just one night's pocket money.

Wang Shaoyu happily transferred 100,000 yuan to Qi Mingshan.

Qi Mingshan proudly waved his phone at Wang Shaoyu: "Young Master Wang, you're welcome!"

After saying that, he glanced at Chen Mo as if to demonstrate, and said arrogantly: "How about Chen Mo, one hundred thousand dollars is so easy, do you dare to play two games with me? If you don't have a gambling capital, I can lend it to you!"

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Qi Mingshan's understanding of Chen Mo was limited to two years ago. In his eyes, Chen Mo had always been a transfer student from that small county, a country bumpkin. One hundred thousand yuan was a huge sum of money for Chen Mo.

Chen Mo ignored him, just smiled lightly and said to Murong Yan'er: "You can play by yourself, I'll go sit over there."

"Okay." Murong Yan'er looked at the chair not far away and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Chen Mo was ignoring him, Qi Mingshan became even more angry: "You trash, you are still pretending. When I win two games with Yan'er, I won't believe that a country bumpkin like you is not greedy!"

The arena has been cleaned by the cleaning staff, and the next game will start soon.

Wang Shaoyu shouted: "Master Qi, how about we bet bigger on this one, do you dare?"

Qi Mingshan was originally a little afraid of Master Huang, but after winning a game just now, he felt that Master Huang might be a charlatan. Wang Shaoyu was a fool and had a lot of money. He was deceived and thought he had found a treasure.

This time I will give him a big win!

"How much do you want to bet? I will accompany you all, young master!" Qi Mingshan looked rich and wealthy, and after speaking, he looked at Murong Yan'er proudly.

"Miss Yan'er, why don't you follow me and earn some pocket money?"

Murong Yan'er smiled and said: "I can bet, but I won't follow you. Your good luck just now has been used. This time I want to place the bet myself!"

Qi Mingshan laughed and said: "Miss Yan'er, you are wrong. Boxing does not depend on luck, but on eyesight and brains!"

"Bet with me. I guarantee you will win. If you lose, it's all mine!" Qi Mingshan was always generous in front of beautiful women.

Qi Yueru frowned slightly, she felt that her brother was a little distracted.

Wang Shaoyu urged from the side: "Master Qi, do you still want to bet? If not, I can leave. Master Huang said that he is not in good condition today and wants to rest!"

Not in a good condition? You can use this kind of bad excuse. What is this other than a charlatan!

"Bet, of course, tell me, how much do you want to bet?" Qi Mingshan felt that this was an opportunity to kill Wang Shaoyu.

"I have five million here, how about deciding the outcome with one hand?" Wang Shaoyu took out a card and said.

"Five million!" Qi Mingshan frowned, a little hesitant. Although he could get five million, he was still exhausted. If he lost, he would have to save money this year.

And his father will punish him if he finds out.

"What? Mr. Qi must be scared, right?" Wang Shaoyu sneered mockingly.

Qi Mingshan's face turned red and he shouted: "Coward? This word has never appeared in my Qi Mingshan dictionary!"

"Five million, bet!"

Wang Shaoyu shouted excitedly: "Okay, come on, let's go and make a bet!"

Qi Yueru was still wondering, what exactly did Chen Mo and Murong Yan'er say just now, and why did her brother win? He felt that something was wrong here.

"Brother, five million is not a small amount, you must not do anything wrong!" Qi Yueru warned vigilantly.

Wang Shaoyu chuckled and said: "It turns out that five million is so much for Mr. Qi, so let's not bet. If Mr. Qi loses, he won't be beaten to death by his father when he goes home!"

Some wealthy buddies who were watching the excitement looked at Qi Mingshan and laughed.

Qi Mingshan suddenly felt that he was very embarrassed. He glared at Qi Yueru and scolded: "What do girls know? Just go and have fun!"

"Young Master Wang, it's only five million, I, Qi Mingshan, can afford to gamble!"

The two made a bet and then began to choose their own boxers.

With more than one million, you are a big customer here. You can choose your own boxers to play, and others can follow suit, but they do not have the right to choose boxers.

Wang Shaoyu pretended to be generous and said: "Young Master Qi, let you pick first!"

Qi Mingshan was not polite. Picking the boxer first would have many advantages.

Qi Mingshan went around among the boxers and finally selected a black man who was 1.9 meters tall and had tons of muscles all over his body.

This black boxer has won three consecutive victories and is one of the most popular among these boxers.

"Young Master Wang, it's your turn!" Qi Mingshan looked like he was sure of victory. He had just seen it. There were almost no boxers at the same level as this black man. In this match, he already had 80% of the chance.

The odds win.
Chapter completed!
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