As soon as American boxing champion Smit appeared, he shocked the audience.

From the moment he came on the field, he knocked the iron gate away, and then when he stood up, he exuded a powerful aura.

All the audience were stunned by the strength of this American boxing champion.

This made the audience who was frightened by Lin Fei's strength and dared not let out a glimmer of hope at once: that is, this American boxing champion Smit, who is like a tiger, is very likely to beat Lin Fei.

When he saw an American boxing champion breaking out and showing his terrifying strength, Qin Yunyue, Xiao Ling and Xie Wenbo's faces changed.

They all clearly felt that the American boxing champion was much stronger than them.

But Lin Fei looked calm and said to Qin Yunyue and the other two: "You retreat first."

Qin Yunyue and the other two knew that they were not opponents of the American boxing champion, so they had to retreat. Lin Fei had to chew the hard bones.

At this time, Cheng Jiaming walked out from behind American boxing champion Smit, his face had recovered from his original pride and arrogance. He looked at Lin Fei and said, "Who is surnamed Lin, aren't you very powerful?

Do you dare to fight with American boxing champion Smit?"

A smile appeared on Lin Fei's face and said to Cheng Jiaming: "Why don't you dare?"

Cheng Jiaming said: "Then do you dare to bet with me?"

Lin Fei said: "What are you going to bet on?"

Cheng Jiaming said: "My bet is very big. If you beat Mr. Smit, I will pay you 100 million yuan. If you lose to Mr. Smit, you will pay me 100 million yuan. Do you dare to bet?"

He heard from Song Haoyu that Lin Fei was just a poor boy, and he paid 100 million by himself. It was impossible for Lin Fei to give so much money?

However, Qin Yunyue, Xiao Ling and Xie Wenbo around Lin Fei are all children of wealthy families, and they will definitely pay the money.

Cheng Jiaming wanted to squeeze a lot of money from these wealthy young men in Huadu.

"Why don't you dare? One hundred million is one hundred million!" However, Lin Fei said very readily.

Playing a fighting game, the next 100 million bet - gold, and the audience suddenly talked about it.

"Oh my God, I made a fight and I actually made a 100 million bet!"

"This is a sky-high competition!"

"I don't know who will be the final winner?"

Except for Yuan Yuxi on the sidelines, he knew that Lin Fei had more than 100 million wealth, Qin Zimo, Wang Yixin, and Xiao Xiao, he didn't know that Lin Fei had a huge wealth in his hand.

They were all surprised when they heard Lin Fei betting 100 million.

Xiao Ling also knew that Lin Fei had given him a bank card worth hundreds of millions of dollars, which could afford a 100 million bet.

But like Qin Yunyue, Xie Wenbo, and Li Qing, he was not worried that Lin Fei would lose.

The reason why they are so confident is that they have never seen Lin Fei lose so far.

"Lin Fei, this is not a joke. Do you really have 100 million?" Cheng Jiaming couldn't help but question when he heard Lin Fei agree.

Lin Fei said: "Of course there is, do you need to check it?"

"Of course, it's necessary." Cheng Jiaming said.

Then, he took out his cell phone and called: "Li Caiwu, come to the underground fighting arena."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Jiaming said to Zhou Heng: "Move a table out."

"Yes, Mr. Cheng." Zhou Heng agreed and then entered a small door.

A few minutes later, Zhou Heng asked several staff members to move a table and put the chairs on the side of the game field.

At this time, the elevator door opened and a woman about 40 walked out, wearing a black O-professional suit, wearing glasses, and carrying a briefcase in her hand.

"Vice President Wen!" Seeing Wen Xiaojun, this woman wearing ol-wearing woman immediately smiled and greeted her.

"Li Cai, you are here, come over quickly!" Wen Xiaojun pointed at the other side of the competition venue and said.

"Yes, Young Master Wen." After Li Caifu said that, he walked towards Cheng Jiaming on the field.

"Vice President Cheng." Li Caifu came to Cheng Jiaming and said.

Cheng Jiaming said: "Our boxing champion Mr. Smit is about to have a boxing match with this Mr. Lin Fei. The bet is 100 million. Now I want you to help me check if his bank account has 100 million funds?"

Caiquan Li nodded: "Yes, Vice President Cheng."

Caifu Li came to the table, took out the laptop from his bag, placed it on the desktop, and turned it on.

Caifu Li sat on the chair, looked at Lin Fei, and said, "Please report the bank and account number for opening an account."

Lin Fei immediately told Li Cai to open a bank account and account.

Li Caifu ticked it on the computer keyboard for a while. In less than five minutes, Li Caifu stood up from the chair and said to Cheng Jiaming: "Vice President Cheng, I have sent an email to the Shenzhen Branch of the xx Bank where Mr. Lin opened an account. Mr. Lin's account amount is 200 million."

As Li Cai confirmed that Lin Fei's bank account had 200 million yuan, Cheng Jiaming looked surprised and looked at Song Haoyu standing next to Wen Xiaojun.

Didn’t Song Haoyu say that Lin Fei is a poor boy?

Similarly, people like Qin Zimo, Wang Yixin, and Xiao Xiao who didn't know that Lin Fei had huge wealth could not be surprised to hear that Lin Fei had a bank account of 200 million.

When did Lin Fei become so rich?

If they knew that Lin Fei's actual net worth reached 1 billion, they would probably be even more surprised.

Liu Wei was also very surprised. She only thought Lin Fei was different, but she did not find that Lin Fei was a rich man.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fei, who was very low-key, had an account deposit of 200 million yuan.

This made Liu Wei feel more and more that Lin Fei was not simple.

Wen Xiaojun, who was standing next to Liu Wei, also had a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Lin Fei was not a poor boy, but a rich man who was hidden and uncovered. He underestimated Lin Fei.

"Okay, since the account funds are valid, then sign the fighting agreement!" Cheng Jiaming looked at Lin Fei and said.

After saying this, Cheng Jiaming winked at Zhou Heng, who then opened the folder in his hand, placed the two documents on the table, looked at Lin Fei and Cheng Jiaming, and said, "This is a fighting agreement. Please read it. If you think there is no problem, you will sign and press your handprint."

Lin Fei came to the table, picked up the file with only one page, and read it. The content was actually very simple. It was a fight between both parties, each betting 100 million, and the winner would get 100 million bets from the loser.

Lin Fei felt that there was no problem, so he took the pen handed over by the young Caifu, signed it, and pressed his handprint with the ink paste.

Cheng Jiaming also signed and pressed his handprint.

Then, Cheng Jiaming nodded to the American boxing champion Smith.

The American boxing champion looked at Lin Fei coldly, and then he was agile and slightly bent, and with a squeak, it was like a flying leopard flying out, with amazing tension and explosive power.

American boxing champion Smit leaped onto the top of the steel cage that had been blocked by Qin Zimo and the other five.

The American scraped his thumb on his nose, pointed at Lin Fei on the ground, and said in a stiff Chinese language: "You are hurting me! Daddy Wu Yao, you cry."
Chapter completed!