Chapter 29 We Must Win
Chapter 29 We Must Win
Damn it!
Hou Bing and the referee were going crazy.
They originally intended to "smother" Hong Jie, but who knew that so many people couldn't stop them.
The audience isn't blind; they can't just openly pull out a grenades and shoot Hong Jie, can they?
"Do you know what you're doing?"
"Didn't I tell you to hit his temple?"
"He almost passed out just now. If they hit his temple, wouldn't he die instantly?"
Enraged, Hou Bing rushed onto the stage, leaned close to Zhang Tianbao's ear, and asked fiercely.
"I……"
Zhang Tianbao was covered in cold sweat and utterly speechless.
That palm strike he just delivered was arguably the strongest he had ever made.
Moreover, he was certain that Hong Jie was young, and even if his physical skills were superb, the physical protection of his head, especially his face, was the most difficult to master.
No matter how capable Hong Jie is, he can't manage both at the same time.
But strange things just happened.
If hitting Hong Jie's left cheek before was like hitting an iron plate or cement, then this slap was like hitting a steel plate.
Zhang Tianbao's hands are numb, and his whole body is even more numb now.
This is unscientific and unreasonable!
Of course, it cannot be denied that the weight and power of that slap were effective.
If you hit the temple, perhaps...
Alas, there's no going back in life.
Time will not... Suddenly, Zhang Tianbao's eyes lit up: "Hou Bing, quickly go and ask Young Master Chen for permission. I'll request the referee to issue a foul."
Hou Bing was also pleased, "At least you have some brains. Just you wait."
……
Inside the VIP room.
Wu Fei and Bateng witnessed the whole thing.
"So, General Batten, do you still doubt my old man's judgment?" Wu Fei asked with a smile, swirling the red wine in his glass.
Batten nodded in complete agreement, saying, "Zhang Tianbao's strength cannot be denied."
"Hong Jie is just too amazing."
"Old ginger is spicier."
"I must congratulate you; the old man's investment was well worth it."
"The odds are 3.2, the Chen family will have to bleed a bit."
"Ninety-six million!"
"Making a net profit of 66 million, Young Master Wu is making a fortune every day."
"No, it's not me, it's us." Wu Fei put down his crossed legs, stood up and laughed.
"Everyone who comes gets a share. I will split these 66 million with the general."
He made a generous promise.
"This...this won't do!" Batten's face lit up with joy.
Underground casinos now settle transactions in Xia currency.
Thirty million Xia coins is not only an astronomical figure, but it's also not something he can easily obtain.
"Of course it is. Money, if given to the right person, is a gift."
"If you give it to the wrong person or it's not used effectively, it's just waste paper!"
"For the Wu family, the general is clearly the right person."
"Cheers!"
Wu Fei smiled elegantly and raised his glass in a toast.
Batten belongs to the Chancha family and has a strong influence in the military.
Although Batten is not a key figure.
However, he held an important position in the First Army and wielded real power, proving himself to be very capable.
This 30 million can be considered a gift from borrowed flowers to Buddha.
"Cheers," Batten said.
"General, Hong Jie's abilities are not a problem, but whether he can keep the money depends on you, General," Wu Fei hinted.
"With me here, there will be fairness. Don't worry, Young Master Wu," Batengqian chuckled, giving his assurance.
……
Hou Bing strode into the room.
"Young Master Chen, the situation is not good. Zhang Tianbao did not follow my instructions and we failed to take down that kid," he quickly reported.
Chen Kaixuan's face was gloomy, no longer displaying his previous composure.
"what!"
"idiot!"
He roared and smashed the wine glass to pieces.
"Winning and losing are normal!"
"The betting odds are mostly on Zhang Tianbao winning. Even after offsetting the Wu family's payouts, we'll still make a significant profit!"
"Young master, there's no need to be angry."
Jiang Defa offered words of comfort.
Am I afraid of losing money?
"I just don't want to be played like a fool."
"I'm willing to pay compensation to anyone."
"I'm not willing to pay Wu Fei for this!"
"When I accompanied the King of Thailand on his visit to China, my name was originally on the list, but the Wu family, as the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, removed the Chen family from the list."
"In the past, Wu Fei often looked down on me in the business world."
"Everyone says that he and I are the twin stars of the Nantai business world, but Wu Fei is famous everywhere, while I and the Chen family are always overshadowed by them."
"I've been holding this in for a long time!"
"He's openly taking money from my pocket now. If I have to pay him back, how can I face anyone in the business world?"
Chen Kaixuan was like a wounded tiger, his eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.
"We can't lose this game!" he spat out the cold words through clenched teeth.
"Young Master Chen, please, please don't be angry."
"Zhang Tianbao has already called a foul on Hong Jie. The referee is one of our people, and the camera is off. We're sure we can get another slap."
"Judging from his performance just now, Hong Jie is also at his limit."
"This slap might just decide the outcome."
Hou Bing knew this man was ruthless and killed without blinking an eye, so he quickly said...
"Just shutting down the live stream and cameras will cause a significant loss in donations and reputation on the dark web," Jiang Defa said.
"We can't worry about that now."
"It's normal for live streams to experience internet outages or power failures."
"In short: Money is secondary; winning the competition is paramount!"
"Go quickly!"
"Tell Zhang Tianbao, this slap must knock Hong Jie out!"
Chen Kaixuan clenched his fist and gave a cold order.
"yes!"
Hou Bing returned to the field after receiving the order and quickly gave the referee a few instructions.
He walked over to Zhang Tianbao and said, "I'll say it again: Young Master Chen is very angry, and the consequences will be severe."
"For this match, the company has shut down all global live streaming channels, and the loss in tips alone has exceeded nearly ten million."
"You've been given a chance, so you'd better make the most of it."
"Otherwise, you know."
"Understood." Zhang Tianbao dared not act recklessly any longer and said with a solemn expression.
Soon, the referee raised his hand and solemnly addressed the entire stadium:
"Based on the report from the attacking player and the verification by the referee team, we unanimously determine that Hong Jie just made a dodge violation, and the attacking team will reset this round."
"What?"
"It was a standard defensive move, how did it become a foul?"
"Yeah, the magnesium powder marks on her face are clearly visible. There was no dodging or flinching. Do you think everyone's blind?"
"Is there a video recording? Is there a playback?"
"FUCK, the monk fouled and said the camera was broken, but when it was Hong's turn, it was a unanimous decision. That's so unfair."
The crowd below buzzed with discussion.
Even some people who bet on Master Tianbao to win couldn't help but boo back.
It was clear to everyone that Hong Jie gradually gained the upper hand in the third round.
Jinlong Entertainment is a sore loser and is openly defaulting on their losses.
"These beasts, I'm going right now..." Batten was furious inside the private room.
He doesn't care about winning or losing, but if he loses 30 million, he won't stand a chance.
"Hey, General, don't worry."
"You are a big shot who commands the central army; this is not your place to deal with such a trivial matter."
"It's just a slap, isn't it?"
"I think Hong Jie is fine and can win."
Wu Fei calmly called out to him.
"That guy's slaps are too brutal, are you sure Hong Jie can withstand them?" Bateng asked anxiously.
"He must endure it."
"These are the rules of the game in Nantai. Only the true strong and kings deserve to win!" Wu Fei said calmly, his eyes darkening.
……
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