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Chapter 210 Playing(2/2)

However, what is very embarrassing is that the points for betting on Chen Fan are very few. Even if it jumps once in a while, it will only increase by 10 or 20 points.

On the contrary, the points below Wang Mazi jumped up to 500 points at every turn, and when put together, they reached 1000 points.

Then the increase slowed down, because basically everyone was not optimistic about Chen Fan, but if you bet on Wang Mazi, the odds were too low. Excluding handling fees, you would make almost no profit, so I would rather watch the excitement than be too lazy to bet.

On the ring, Wang Mazi smiled and said,

"Brother, if I don't come to get these 50 points, someone else will come to get them. Don't blame me. Don't worry, I won't be too harsh. I'll be patient and get over it."

Chen Fan smiled. He also learned some information about the other party through text messages. Of course, it wasn't too specific.

Two minutes passed, and the bets of both parties had reached around 200:2000.

"Zhang Jun, you, why did you put all the points on Wang Mazi? The odds are so low, even if you bet correctly, you can't make much money?"

"This is called a steady hand."

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes at his companion and said slowly: "Don't worry about the high odds of betting on newcomers. They are basically nothing. Although the odds of betting on Wang Mazi are low, they must be the right bets. Mosquito legs are also meat, and a little adds up to a lot.

Do you understand?"

"That's what you say, but how about a little increase? Even ten points will do? You didn't see that the difference is close to ten times. If it is an upset, it will be a big profit."

"How come there are so many upsets? Didn't you see that I doubled the 50 points just now? Don't worry, I won't be wrong." Zhang Jun looked confident.

"Okay."

Liao Yue nodded.

Zhang Jun did perform well that time before. If he had listened to his words, the 50 points would have been gone long ago.

But this time, even if I bet correctly, the odds are pitifully low. Alas, I can only wait until next time. I hope I can have good luck and double my points!

Soon, three minutes passed, and the points ratio between the two sides had reached 300 to 2200.

Chen Fan's odds have reached 7.33, which means that if you bet on a few points, if you are right, you can get 7.33 points. If you bet on 50 points, it will be 366 points.

And Wang Mazi's odds are only 1.05. If you bet on 10 points, you can only get 0.5 points more if you bet successfully, and a little handling fee will be deducted.

"Brother Tiger, the game is about to begin."

The man in sunglasses said.

"Um."

Yang Hu yawned and the novices pecked each other, what's there to see?

The outcome of this battle has been decided before it even begins.

Around the ring, everyone shook their heads.

In the crowd, Zhang Jun looked at Chen Fan on the stage with a look of pity in his eyes. Brother, it's not that I haven't persuaded you, but you don't listen. You will know later.
Chapter completed!
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