He Sheng finally entered Area A. It would be difficult to come in again next time. Moreover, there should be a strong master in this casino. If He Sheng wants to solve all the staff in the casino with one person's strength, it is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Hong Zhijie is the ninth level of the disciple, but this person has a good temper and tries not to fight with him. Then he will not be targeted by others in Area A.

There are four large screens directly in front of them, facing the audience stations on all sides. On the large screen is the information of two boxers, one is a blond-haired Yue Chinese, and the other is a Chinese, betting that the ratios of the two are constantly changing.

Most people bet on the blond-haired Yue people, so the rate of the Yue people is very low.

"Mr. Hong, let's bet for me. I bet this compatriot on the right, and bet 50 million." He Sheng took out the gold card and bank card in his pocket.

Hearing this, Hong Zhijie's expression was stunned and looked at He Sheng with a strange look.

The people who bet below all bet on another boxer, but this guy named He is better. He insists on buying this Chinese to win. If you buy it for fun, it would be understandable, but it is 50 million, which is too direct, right?

Could it be that this kid believes that this Chinese can win?

"Mr. He, just play with it. There is no need to play with it so big, right?" Hong Zhijie smiled at He Sheng.

The odds of this Chinese are now 7 in one penalty. If He Sheng wins, it will be 3.5 billion yuan to return the bill. Hong Zhijie is afraid of an accident.

"I'm just having fun." He Sheng chuckled.

Hong Zhijie nodded thoughtfully, and looked at the two cards handed over by He Sheng. He hesitated for a moment, but still held them in his hand.

"Okay, then Mr. He is waiting for me here." Hong Zhijie said to He Sheng.

He Sheng nodded, he took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes and looked around, his expression as if he was thinking about something.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from behind.

"I will win if I buy it, and I will buy 50 million? Sir, I may lose this game."

He heard this, He Sheng turned his head and looked at it. It was a young man in a loose long suit. The man had his arms exposed and had a strong figure, but he looked less than twenty years old.

When He Sheng saw him, the man grinned at He Sheng.

"Will you lose? Then you just fight seriously?" He Sheng asked.

The man smiled bitterly and shrugged: "In this place, there is no need to admit it or not. Only those who look at the boxing ring will let you win. You will definitely be wasted your 50s."

"You are still so young, are you fighting fake punches here?"

"Haha, there's no way, I have to pay the tuition. There's a sister at home who is going to school, and my mother is paralyzed. All this is money." The man smiled bitterly.

He Sheng curled his lips, as if thinking about something, and then he asked, "Warning here should be enough, right?"

The man nodded: "Well, I'll give me one million in one punch. This is my first game, hehe, I'm a little nervous."

"Then after this fight, don't fight again, right?" He Sheng smoked a puff of cigarettes and squinted his eyes at the man.

The man nodded and said in a low voice: "I'll fight this! Anyway, I'll be beaten up for one million, which is much better than moving bricks outside."

"But sir, you should bet another one quickly. This game is decided internally. No matter how much the odds are, the winner will not change." The boy lowered his voice and reminded He Sheng.

He Sheng was stunned, then smiled: "No need for this..."

"No, right? I know I want to lose to you and remand me? Brother, this is fifty million!"

"It's okay, just take it as support for you." He Sheng chuckled: "Okay, you go and prepare."

The man looked at He Sheng strangely, then grinned: "As long, thank you!"

"Oh by the way." He Sheng looked at the man all over and shouted again.

The man turned around and looked at He Sheng in confusion.

"You can lose on the ring, but you can't admit defeat after getting off the ring." He Sheng said with a smile.

The man was stunned, as if he was savoring what He Sheng said.

After being stunned for two seconds, the man clenched his fists at He Sheng: "Don't worry, I'll just bow my head for the money once."

He Sheng smiled without saying a word and watched the man walk off the audience.

Looking at the man's smile and expectation, He Sheng seemed to see himself who was working hard abroad. At that time, he had just gone abroad and had nothing. Not to mention boxing, he had done all the war.

He Sheng’s first pot of gold was dug out of the pile of dead people.

After a while, Hong Zhijie trotted back and handed the two cards to He Sheng, and there was a blue ticket.

"Mr. He, your blue ticket." Hong Zhijie said to He Sheng.

"Thank you." He Sheng took the blue ticket and nodded at Hong Zhijie.

The tickets indicate the boxer and amount of He Sheng bet, but the odds are not written on it, because the odds are constantly changing, and the odds will be fixed before the two boxers fight.

He Sheng and Hong Zhijie sat on the audience stage, holding each other without saying a word. He Sheng wanted to slander Hong Zhijie. He wanted to know more information in the casino and find a way to destroy the casino. However, Hong Zhijie could say anything about the casino, but he didn't say anything, but he didn't say a word.

After a while, the audience below walked towards the stands. He Sheng and Hong Zhijie sat in the back row, with a very high position and no one around.

There are only a hundred people in the entire boxing ring. Some of them are obviously gamblers, while others are just having fun.

On both sides of He Sheng, there were two old perverts, each bringing a girl from a casino and sitting on the audience stage, his hands reaching into the girl's clothes.

"Manager Hong, if you don't work in Area B, why are you going to Area A?" A man walked towards this side.

The man wore the same clothes as Hong Zhijie, but the breastplate read the supervisor of District A.

This supervisor is about forty years old. He Sheng could tell at a glance that the opponent's strength was the first level of the Heavenly Master.

"Supervisor Liang, a customer just came here. I just applied for the A card. I will take him in and have fun." Hong Zhijie said with a smile at the man.

The man nodded and looked at He Sheng with a gaze.

Then, the man said, "Okay, then you play. I have to go to the North District now. Brother Dong asked me to go over for a meeting and you can take care of me."

"Okay." Hong Zhijie nodded.

The man said, looking at He Sheng again, and smiled slightly: "Brother, be happy!"

He Sheng grinned and said nothing.

The man quickly walked off the audience stage, and then he walked to a door and seemed to be saying something to the staff at the door. While talking, he pointed to He Sheng in the direction.
Chapter completed!