Medical Sovereign

"Of course, since the launch of Carnival Feast, we have always been honest and honest, always putting credibility first."

Andrea said bravely.

He felt inexplicably frightened. These four people plus Zhao Junyu's 100 million bet amounted to 1.9 billion. If the Savage Team really won, he would have to pay 19 billion.

He really can't afford this money, but he can't change the words that the married girl throws away, otherwise, he will lose his credibility, and no one will come to the Carnival Feast Arena again. .

If he really loses, he will have no choice but to sacrifice his own future and seek help from his family.

As for defaulting on his debt, he didn't even dare to think about it.

The Crown Prince of Dubai, the Prince of England, the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty, the leader of the royal alliance, and the Grand Duke of the Dark Parliament. Any force from any party may only be afraid of the Caesar family behind him, but not afraid, but if the four parties join forces, it will be enough. Let the Caesar family disappear in the blink of an eye.

Wealth is sought in danger. The devil's muscular man is invincible, how could he lose?

The Devil Muscular Man's combat power is definitely at the pinnacle of the world. If he were not under control, the alliance forces headed by the Caesar family would have dominated the world long ago.

Therefore, absolutely no one in this world can be his opponent, and the Savage Team has no hope of victory at all, not even a one in ten thousand chance.

Andrea forced away the uneasiness in her heart and laughed secretly, feeling that her worries were too unfounded.

When he thought that he was about to get 1.9 billion, his eyes shone with golden luster. Although he didn't know why these guys suddenly got crazy and collectively gave themselves money, no one thought it was too much money.

Of course, after Haldan emphasized the odds of 1 to 10, he took it for granted that these guys were all speculators and had a typical gambler mentality. They wanted to use a small amount to make a big gain, and see if they could make a big deal out of an upset. Make a fortune.

After all, given their status, several hundred million is really not a lot of money, and even if they lose, it won't hurt their bones.

Little did they know that Harridan and the others were also confused at this moment. They didn't know how Ding Ning knew about the carnival. As if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, he sent each of them a text message asking them to bet on the Savage Team.

Helena was extremely excited. This was the first time that Ding Ning took the initiative to contact her. Naturally, she obeyed the words of this man whom she had long admired deeply.

He did not hesitate to use all his private money to bet, with absolute sincerity.

Not to mention 500 million, even if Ding Ning asked him to resign as the leader of the Royal Alliance and go to China to find him, she would do it without hesitation.

Needless to say, Miles is now Ding Ning's servant. How could he disobey his master's orders? If he had not just been promoted to Grand Duke, the situation in the Dark Council would not be optimistic now. There are too many places to spend money, and he would only bet on a mere 300 million.

Harridan is the crown prince and a very wealthy owner. Eight hundred million is nothing to him. In addition, Ding Ning has saved his life. Even if he does not think that the Savage Team has any chance of winning, he still I still followed his request without hesitation. If I lost, I would treat it as repaying him for saving his life.

As for Henry, he made the bet purely out of his trust in Ding Ning, his sworn brother, so he had reservations and did not put all his savings into a desperate move. After all, the prince's expenses were also very high, and 200 million was not enough for him. It's a small number.

Oil Prince Hillard was a little confused and secretly chatted with Haridan: "What's the situation? Is there any inside information?"

Harridan smiled bitterly. He and Hillard had always had a good relationship. It would be inappropriate not to explain. After thinking about it, he sent back a message: "No guilt."

Mu, I'm returning a favor, don't get involved. "

Hillard was even more confused. He had to bet 800 million to return the favor? Although they are all owners of oil fields, 800 million is not a lot, but it is by no means a small sum. After thinking about it, he continued to ask: "Who do I owe a favor to?"

"Then don't worry about it. I'll introduce you to him when I have the opportunity in the future."

Harridan replied and closed the private chat directly.

Hillard rubbed his chin and couldn't figure out how to repay this favor like this. After thinking about it, he snapped his fingers and said loudly: "I bet 100 million on the Savage Team."

Everyone looked at him, as if they were looking at an idiot. Harridan had a helpless smile on his face, this kid is really a slut with a lot of money.

Only Zhao Junyu looked at Hillard with a thoughtful look. It seemed that everyone had underestimated this oil prince who was famous for being a playboy and spendthrift.

He bet 200 million on each of the three handicaps in the internal handicap on the Devil Muscular Man, and now he bet another 100 million on the outside handicap. He seemed to have no brains and actually bet on both ends.

But everyone has overlooked one problem, that is, the odds of the outside market are ten to one, which is much higher than the odds of the three internal markets. In other words, this bet actually has a lot of loopholes.

Hillard has bet a total of 700 million, but this is the best way to stop losses. Even if he wins at the lowest odds of one to one, he can get back 400 million, with a maximum loss of 300 million.

If the Savage Team can persist for two minutes, based on the odds of 1:2, then he can get back 600 million, and only lose 100 million at most; if he can persist for more than three minutes, then he will definitely win money, according to With odds of one to three, he could get 800 million and still make 100 million.

It seems that this kind of bet is very boring, and if you win, you can win up to 100 million, but don’t forget that Hillard is not short of money at all. He bets just for fun. This way of betting is indeed very Hillard-like. .

But now he suddenly bets 100 million in the outside market, and the bet is completely alive. If the wild man team finally defeats the Devil Muscle Man, then he will not only get the peripheral 1 billion, but also get The 800 million that got the odds of 1 to 3 will eventually win a net profit of 1100 million.

Therefore, what may seem like a mindless money-burning move to outsiders is actually a careful and comprehensive consideration to minimize the risk of loss and maximize profits in an instant once he is exposed.

"As expected, none of these guys who made their fortune from oil are simple things. Hillard, who seems to be the most dandy and incompetent, is actually a master who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger."

Zhao Junyu secretly sighed. In the past, he looked down upon a prodigal playboy like Hillard, but now, he had to put away his contempt.

Of course, a brainless second-generation ancestor like Mori is definitely not among them. That guy is a standard money-spreading boy, and it is his favorite humanoid cash machine.

Danglanglang!

The corner door of the arena opened, and the sound of heavy chains dragging on the ground made a harsh sound, attracting everyone's attention.

Ding Ning looked intently and saw eight biochemical warriors holding special firearms in their hands, aiming at a tall figure walking out of the corner door as if facing a formidable enemy.

The figure was no less than 1.9 meters tall, with dirty and shiny hair, a devil mask on his face, and only a pair of boxer briefs that were so dirty that the original color could not be distinguished.

The exposed muscles were in the shape of piles and looked dirty, but they were full of explosive power like copper poured into iron.

What surprised Ding Ning the most was that the hands and feet of this devilish muscular man were wearing extremely heavy special shackles.

The reason why they are said to be special shackles is because these shackles are made of the same alloy that can isolate spiritual consciousness.

Made of the same material.

Is this the devilish muscleman that Andrea has absolute confidence in?

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling secretly confused.

Because apart from his visually striking muscles, there is really something special about this person. If he cleans himself and puts on clothes and walks on the street, he will be no different from ordinary people.

He subconsciously glanced at his father, but was shocked to find that his always calm father's muscles were tense at this moment, and he was staring at the devil muscleman like a hairless hedgehog, with a solemn expression in his eyes as if he was facing a powerful enemy. color.

The same is true for Grand Master and Uncle Xiao Wu. They have already formed a rivalry with their father on the left and right, staring at the devil muscleman with an unprecedented serious expression on their faces.

Ding Ning was greatly surprised. Although his father's realm was unknown, he wouldn't be so cautious about this devil muscleman based on his strength after entering the realm of the sword.

Yes, just be cautious, because he has noticed that his father and the two masters are ready to go and release a powerful momentum. It seems that they are no longer prepared to hide their strength and will fight with their true strength.

This puzzled him and at the same time made him feel a little excited. He was looking forward to seeing what level his father's true strength had reached.

boom!

As if responding to his expectations, the animal skin clothing on his father was shattered by the powerful aura he exuded, revealing a body of knotted muscles covered with scars. The streamlined muscles looked more pleasing to the eye than the devil's muscular man.

Ding Ning thought narcissistically, he is indeed his father, his figure is so similar to his own, he definitely belongs to the type that makes you look slimmer when you wear clothes, but looks fat when you take off clothes.

Strong arms with knotted veins, graceful pectoralis major muscles, eight slightly bulging abdominal muscles and the vest line formed between the external oblique muscles, and a thin but strong waist, which perfectly explains what it means to have an ape-like arm and a wasp waist.

This kind of figure is different from the muscles built by eating protein in the gym. It is strong but not stiff. It is full of masculine beauty that belongs only to sportsmen. It completely surpasses those so-called bodybuilders.

Especially the dense scars filled Dad with a special charm at this moment.

Sure enough, scars are a man’s military medal.

Ding Ning smacked his lips in envy, and subconsciously touched his arm. He originally had many scars on his body, but unfortunately, they have completely disappeared since the physical training.

Not to mention that he is now invulnerable to sword damage. Even if he is injured, his powerful self-healing ability prevents him from leaving any scars at all.

Although he has a perfect figure, his skin is crystal white and more tender than a woman's. He doesn't look masculine at all, but has a feminine feel. It's no wonder that he is often regarded as a pretty boy.

The eight biochemical warriors were as afraid of the devil muscle man as snakes and scorpions. After sending him into the arena, they stared at him nervously, stepped back into the corner door step by step, and immediately locked the heavy metal door.

The devil's muscular man stood motionless with his head drooped, as if he didn't even realize that this was a battlefield where a life-and-death battle was about to take place.

"The third battle begins now!"

As Andrea's voice sounded through the loudspeaker in the arena, the devil's muscular man trembled all over as if he had been electrocuted, and suddenly raised his head.

The eyes hidden behind the mask suddenly opened, causing Ding Ning's scalp to explode and the hair on his body to stand on end, as if he was being targeted by a prehistoric beast.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

Ding Ning's expression changed with horror. This was the first time that someone had given him such a strong sense of threat since he completed his military training.