From scrap mecha to science fiction paradise

Chapter 171 The Final Battle

“This is really a money-making opportunity that comes to your doorstep.”

Lin Yu couldn't help but smile when he saw the handicap offered by the Black Boxing Arena.

Normally, this kind of betting involving competition between two parties will definitely not allow participants to place bets themselves.

But this boxing match is nominally a feud between Miller and Hammett.

He and Mo Dexian were just competing, not participants, so it was natural to place bets.

It's just that the odds are a bit low.

The odds of Hammett winning were one to one.

Miller's odds of winning are only 1 to 0.5.

However, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

"Miller."

"Yes."

"Sorry, sir, the amount is too large. I need to ask for permission."

The charming mature woman didn't dare to be negligent, but she didn't dare to agree even more. She apologized quickly, and then started to communicate through a message in a cold sweat to ask for instructions.

"Miller..."

Lin Yu expressed his understanding and said Miller's name at the same time.

With more than 300 million on hand, he spent 200 million just to buy the Nantianmen. He spent a lot of money on the renovation of the airport and the station, and the renovation of the prosthetic body in the past two days. He is also in urgent need of regaining his health.

The bespectacled young man seemed extremely polite and gentle in both his tone and the way he dealt with things. He did not look like someone who could open a bloody and cruel black boxing ring in this black market.

Lin Yu walked directly to the betting table and knocked on the table with a smile.

"May I ask, which side would you like to bet on?"

The charming mature woman opened her mouth to introduce.

Soon, a gentle and handsome young man with glasses walked over quickly.

"One hundred million, can you bear it?"

Lin Yu nodded.

Making money is just a side trip, and he can't miss the real deal just for this little money.

"Hello, sir, I have heard about the matter. Do you want to bet 100 million?"

The bespectacled young man asked again, and then added an explanation: "Sorry, the amount you want to bet is really too large. We also need to evaluate the risk."

"This is our boss, Mr. Xu."

Even regular casinos don’t easily bet 100 million, let alone a small underground boxing match.

Upon hearing this exaggerated number, the face of the charming mature woman who was responsible for handling the bets naturally changed slightly.

"This……"

After hearing who Lin Yu wanted to bet on, the young man with glasses also fell into deep thought.

A series of previous events basically happened in his boxing ring.

And in this kind of underground boxing ring, in order to prevent anyone from causing trouble, there are naturally a lot of informants arranged.

Therefore, although he did not fully understand the involvement of the whole matter, he also knew that in addition to the grievances between Miller and Hamut, there was also the well-known prosthetic doctor in the black market area, Mr. Mo, who was fighting against him. Someone is competing.

Judging from the results of the previous battle between Miller and Hamut, there is no doubt that Miller is the absolute dominant side.

This is why Miller's odds are 0.5 and Hammett's odds are 1.0.

That's basically what ordinary people see.

But this is not the case.

Old Man Mo can be regarded as a relatively well-known prosthetic doctor in this black market.

Furthermore, he also knows a small amount of inside information.

This old man Mo has an extraordinary background, and the originally powerful Wild Wolf Gang respects him extremely, which is definitely extraordinary.

They had lost several games in a row before, but that was mainly due to their own grudges. Old Man Mo only had an ordinary customer relationship with them and obviously had no real intentions.

Nowadays, if you really take it seriously, you must go all out, and the situation is naturally different.

What's more, in terms of strength alone, Hamut had an absolute advantage even in the last game. He lost because the smoke screen system was too biased. This method mainly focuses on surprise, and the technical difficulty alone is actually very low. At least it is not on the same level as Old Man Mo's transformation of Hamut.

And once this unexpected method is known, it couldn't be easier to target.

The simplest thing is to equip yourself with a detection system that is not interfered by smoke screens, or simply get a dispersion device, there is no technical difficulty.

Of course, the most important thing is that he just met Hamut and Miller with his own eyes.

Therefore, he knew very well that the current prosthetic body level and transformation intensity of the two people were not at the same level at all.

That being the case...

"Okay, I will accept your 100 million."

The bespectacled young man pondered for a while, not sure if it was a pun, but he soon smiled and agreed.

Since you agree, it's easy to talk about it.

Lin Yu was not afraid of the other party's default.

Pay directly, place your bet, and then wait for the boxing match to begin.

This time, because the organizers of the boxing ring deliberately wanted to create some excitement and atmosphere, the waiting time was much longer than usual.

There was also a lively atmosphere at the gambling table, and many spectators who were looking for excitement were infected by the atmosphere, waving their money and placing bets.

After about half an hour, the boxing match finally started.

The two sides appeared on the stage, and the place became more and more restless. After the cheers and mutual applause, there were all kinds of heated discussions and curses.

"Damn it, that's the C-III Manny Arm, the C-class prosthetic body of the Lane Group."

"Shit, I placed a heavy bet of 5,000 yuan on Miller. How could One-Eye have a C-class prosthetic body? This is definitely cheating by the competition!"

"Miller hasn't made any changes at all. He is bound to lose. Is this a deliberate attempt to make money in the game?"

"Money back!"

Some more experienced gamblers started to curse immediately after seeing the appearance of the two people on the field.

I can only say that this scene does make people feel a bit ugly.

Because Hamut had no time to spare, he took out the stock at the bottom of the box and modified it. Although there were no B-level or higher prosthetics, the C-level prosthetics alone were already high-end goods that were beyond the reach of most people.

Looking back at Miller, there is basically no change from the last game.

Such a comparison really makes people wonder whether the organizer of the opening game is deliberately cheating money.

After all, because of his previous record in several consecutive games, many people are betting on Miller.

Unfortunately, a few scoldings are not enough to make any difference.

Although the reason for the guess was wrong, the results they derived were very correct.

Isn't the opening of the black boxing ring just to make money? Otherwise, it could be a charity.

You have done everything, how can you change it because of a little scolding?

The boxing match continued step by step.

"BOXING!"

The referee gave the order and the game started directly.

boom!
This time, Hamut didn't say any nonsense and went straight into the state of 'explosion'.

His whole body was further upgraded with mid-to-high-end prosthetics, and he activated the jet engine with all his strength, showing an almost crushing and violent attitude.

Miller, on the other hand, seemed to be stunned and stood there without moving.

Until Hamut came closer and punched.

boom!
Due to the mutual obstruction and unexpectedness, no one could see clearly what Miller did.

All I know is that at the moment the two collided, Hamut was thrown away by Miller.

The violent force became his constant force, and he hit the iron cage like a bull, making a loud noise that shook the sky.

"How can it be!"

"what happened?"

There was an uproar.

(End of this chapter)