"Because the underground competition has been very tightly investigated in China recently, the competition location has been temporarily changed to a boat on the high seas. Let's talk while walking on the road."

Wang Wei grabbed the clothes and handed Lin Xiao an identity plate, "Put this away, check it when entering the venue."

Lin Xiao took the nameplate and took a look, with a name engraved on it: God of War, and couldn't help but smile, "Is this my nickname?"

"Um!"

Wang Wei led the way, and the three of them walked out of the office, "Every player will have a nickname. This nickname is your eternal nickname on the live broadcast platform, as well as the corresponding digital code and QR code to facilitate confirmation of identity."

Lin Xiao put away the nameplate.

"In addition, after each game, the electronic chip on the nameplate will record your record and the corresponding points will be accumulated.

Once dead, the nameplate information will be erased from the computer.”

"I see!"

Lin Xiao nodded, "It's quite regular!"

"Haha, there are many big guys participating in this deal around the world, and they are all rich people.

In order to make the competition more gimmick and look better, I don’t care about the money invested at all.

The rate of return of such events is too high. Think about it, if millions of people bet at the same time, what a huge number of funds will be?"

Lin Xiao calculated a little in his mind and found that this kind of transaction can be opened at random for tens of billions of rounds. As a dealer, the profits can be imagined.

However, to build such a huge network, it also requires a lot of funds. In addition to money, it also requires connections and publicity resources. Each content is extremely important.

Rumble! A helicopter slowly descended.

"Let's go, we'll be there in half an hour."

Wang Wei shouted to Lin Xiao.

The south of the town is adjacent to the sea, so the distance from the city to the high seas is very close, and it only takes half an hour to take a helicopter.

The sea surface is vast, and a modified oil tanker is quietly anchored at the sea. There is no abnormality in appearance, and it is no different from the oil tanker that the oil company produces in the ocean.

However, there is a different world inside the tanker.

The helicopter put Lin Xiao and the other two down and flew away.

A team of bodyguards escorted the three of them to the bottom.

A gladiator cage is designed on the bottom floor, and there is also an auditorium.

Some big shots are unwilling to sit behind the screen to watch the game, so they spend a lot of money to buy live tickets.

However, there are not many people who can come to watch the game on site, no more than fifty people, because the ticket price is very expensive, worth hundreds of thousands of dollars and millions of yuan. If the boxer you bet loses, you will lose all your money.

There is still an hour before the competition, and the scene is full.

The exquisite and spacious arena, rich people from all over the world, sit in their own position with enthusiasm, with excited smiles on their faces. Even if they don’t know each other, they will talk from time to time.

Three three-dimensional triangle-shaped LED displays are hung above the corner cage, allowing viewers from any angle to see the scrolling information on it.

At this moment, the information about the two boxers tonight is being played on the display screen.

"Butterfighter, male, twenty-six years old, 1.90 meters tall, and weighs 120 kilograms.

Fourteen wins, ten kills opponents, and four TK wins.

Specialties, whip legs and heavy punches.”

"God of War, male, twenty-nine years old, 1.80 meters tall, and weighs 74 kilograms.

No record.

Specialties are unknown.”

When these two news was released, the audience, both inside and outside the court, were shocked.

The butcher is an old boxer. Many people spend a huge amount of money to enter the live broadcast room today just to watch his game.

According to the butcher's winning rate, at least a boxer with a similar winning rate must be arranged.

However, the organizer actually arranged a new person for the butcher?

According to the convention, newcomers will have a buffer period and try to arrange battles between newcomers. This will help protect boxers and can also better discover truly powerful boxers.

After all, even if an underground boxer has the strength and rashly plays against a veteran who is unfamiliar with the rules and the venue, he still has to face an experienced veteran, and the chance of failure is extremely high.

In the ring-shaped glass room on the second floor of the gladiator arena, several big guys gathered together and chatted about today's game in a weird atmosphere.

One of the orientals had a fat head and big ears, a pair of very small eyes, and smiled like Maitreya Buddha, but his tone of speaking was gloomy. "Wang Lun's boxer has been getting worse and worse recently. This time he actually sent a novice directly, hehe..." The Western man sitting next to him, eating fruit in his mouth, said vaguely, "If Wang Lun's boxer loses this time, he will drive him out of the board of directors, and one person will be less than the money."

The third person was handsome and wearing a pair of gentle glasses, and smiled, "Mr. Huang, is the butcher yours?"

The fat man, known as Mr. Huang, rolled his eyes, "What does it mean?

You mean I'm using my power for personal gain?"

"That's not what I mean, I mean, it's not good for you to plot against Wang Lun like this?

After all, he is the initiator of the entire live boxing competition. How can you cooperate in the future if you do this?"

"If you can't cooperate, don't cooperate?

Anyway, his shares are getting smaller and smaller in the live broadcast platform. If he loses a few more games, he should pay for it."

Fatty Huang sneered.

The Western man said, "Strength is the key to underground boxing competition. Since Wang Lun dares to send newcomers, he must have the awareness of failure and no one can blame him."

"With that being said, Mr. Huang can't say anything about sending a butcher, a strong player who has the ability to participate in the official competition, right?"

"It's over, so don't discuss it anymore. Just wait for the outcome of the game."

The Western man said lightly.

The gentle man shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Do you still need to watch this kind of game?

Judging from the data, it is impossible for the newcomer sent by Wang Lun to beat the butcher."

"That can only be blamed on Wang Lun for inappropriate employment. What does it have to do with me?"

Fatty Huang sneered.

The Western man smiled and said, "It's right that we haven't given Wang Lun a chance, it's because he doesn't know how to grasp it, so who can he blame?"

Fatty Huang laughed, "Okay, why are you discussing so much?

When Wang Lun arrives, just tell him directly. If he loses this time, he will consider abdicating and giving up the wise."

"I think it's OK!"

A Western man smiled.

The gentle man gently raised his glasses and frowned deeply.

The four of them are the initiators and largest shareholders of the entire live broadcast platform.

The gentle man has a close relationship with Wang Lun and is considered a sincere collaborator.

Fatty Huang and Western men are common interests.

If Wang Lun was beaten by them, the gentle man would probably follow in his footsteps soon.
Chapter completed!