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Just when Luo Ran was thinking this way, a man with a shirtless upper body and a little ghost mask came on stage.
The man in the goblin mask is well-proportioned, but his muscles are not particularly developed. Standing in front of the man in the tiger mask, his stature is several circles smaller.
"This guy is desperate for money. With such a small size, he dares to fight a tiger head." Ding Yi said.
"I don't think so." From Luo Ran's angle, he happened to see the pair of eyes under the mask. In those firm eyes, there was something inevitable, and it was a desperate situation.
Just like what Ding Yi said, the people who come to the underground arena are not to show off how good they are, but are forced to live and have to use their lives to make money. These people may still be active in the arena today, but they will be carried down sideways tomorrow.
Luo Ran was infected by the aura emanating from the man with the little ghost mask.
This person is a seedling, if he wins this game, she will choose him.
When Ding heard Luo Ran say this, he looked surprised, maybe? Tiger head mask may not win? What are you kidding? He admits that Luo Ran's skills in drag racing are superb, but this is a competition in the ring, where the strength of the body and the kung fu of fists and feet are compared. What does a little girl know?
"Are you interested in betting?" Ding Yi pointed to the large LED screen beside him and said.
The code names of the Tiger Head Mask and the Imp Mask are displayed on the large LED screen, and the odds are marked next to the code names.
Tiger head mask - 1:1.
Imp Mask - 1:100. This odds also means that if the little ghost mask wins, those who bet on him will get one hundred times the principal.
"Interesting, how do you play?" This is the first time Luo Ran has come to this kind of place, so naturally he doesn't know the specific operation.
"Come with me." Ding Yi took Luo Ran to the led screen, and there were two machines below. On the screen of the machines, they were the tiger head mask and the little ghost mask.
Ding Yi took out his bank card, inserted it into the machine displaying the tiger mask, and explained while operating: "The bet must start at the start of the game. Whichever side you bet on, just swipe the card on the machine displaying the opponent's code."
As soon as Ding Yi entered the password, the huge underground black field broadcast a machine-formulated voice, "No. 887 bet 10,000 yuan on the tiger mask."
Ding Yi drew his own number from the machine and said to Luo Ran: "887 means that I am the 887th person who bet."
Luo Ran nodded, and looked at the large LED screen, the prism on the tiger head mask rose a bit. On the other hand, looking at the prism above the little ghost's mask, you can't see it if you don't look carefully. (The prism represents the amount of money)
"887 is a good number. However, I prefer 888." After speaking, Luo Ran came to the machine displaying the little devil's mask, took out his bank card, entered the amount and password, and then the formulaic voice sounded again.
"No. 888 bet 1,000,000 on the ghost mask."
As the sound fell, the originally noisy underground black field suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked in the direction of Luo Ran at the same time, including the man in the kid mask who was about to fight to the death.
"No. 888 bet 1,000,000 on the ghost mask."
"No. 888 bet 1,000,000 on the ghost mask."
The formulaic play was played three times in a row, and it was only played once when Ding Yi bet before. Is it because she bet more, so the machine system treats it differently? Luo Ran guessed in his heart.
Just when Luo Ran thought so, the person in charge of the underground black field greeted him enthusiastically. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com