CHAPTER 586: CHAPTER 586: A GAME INVOLVING 10 BILLION

Under his disguise, Duan Nanye had a handlebar mustache, looking like a big shot with a lot of money.

Seeing Ye Guichen’s hesitation, Duan Nanye smiled slightly and introduced himself, "Hello brother, my name is Mei Changfeng. People call me Boss Mei. Hehe, I have a few coal mines in the northwest. I heard that Jinling has such places where you can make big money, so I brought ten or eight billion to play around."

After the introduction, Ye Guichen couldn’t help but mock internally.

Boss Mei? More like No-Money Boss.

However, looking at the betting receipts in Duan Nanye’s hand, Ye Guichen asked, "Boss Mei, did you place a bet?"

"Yes, I bet on that Lei Nu, not much, just thirty million to test the waters!"

"Oh my, thirty million to test the waters, you really are wealthy."

"Have you heard? That Lei Nu is practically impossible to lose."

Someone whispered among the crowd.

"What do you mean, how could he not lose? Could it be that Lei Nu is really some war god?"

"You don’t understand, Lei Nu appears to be a Corpse Person."

"Corpse Person? What’s that?"

"You really don’t know? A zombie!"

"What? A zombie? Come on, there’s no such thing as zombies in this world."

"Who said there isn’t? Lei Nu is a cash cow cultivated by the underground fight club. You might not know, but when Lei Nu fights, the fight club earns hundreds of millions easily. Isn’t that making money in no time?"

"Forget that for now, what exactly are Corpse People?"

"This is why you’re ignorant. Do you know Corpse Chasers?"

Someone shook their head in confusion.

Someone slapped their forehead: "I’ve seen them on TV."

"No way, are there actually Corpse Chasers like those on TV in real life?"

The insider scoffed: "TV is just TV. Real zombies are certainly different. But I’ve heard insider info that Lei Nu is truly a Corpse Person. If you don’t believe it, look for yourself. When Lei Nu fought against those fierce beasts before, he was clearly worn out. Even with great martial skills, he should have needed half a day to rest, right?"

"But he rested for less than an hour and then fought several matches consecutively without showing any fatigue."

"Do you know what water he drank? It’s specially processed corpse oil."

"Corpse oil? What’s that?"

"Extracted from bodies of corpses! For Corpse People, it’s like food for us. You probably don’t know that Lei Nu doesn’t feel pain and can lift a truck effortlessly."

"Hss... does such a person really exist?"

"What do you think?" The insider rolled his eyes: "Moreover, the aura of these Corpse People can change at will. Even top ten experts on the Qianlong list have to retreat because you can’t kill them unless you twist their heads off instantly. Once a Corpse Person gets a chance, it’s guaranteed death."

"Damn, no wonder he’s invincible. The fight club is really shady."

"Haha, shady or not, as long as you keep betting on Lei Nu to win, even if you make a little, you’re still making money, right?"

The insider gave a knowing look and hurried off.

Almost simultaneously, rumors that Lei Nu is a Corpse Person spread throughout the fight club.

Ye Guichen obviously knew what Corpse People were.

Corpse People, half-corpse half-human.

Essentially, when a person isn’t fully dead, Corpse Chasers use secret techniques to keep them alive.

But actually, at that time the person’s consciousness is already blurry, and their bodily functions have almost declined, almost like a dead person, yet not quite dead.

From Ye Guichen’s observations, what the insider said was very likely true.

Cultivating a Corpse Person can indeed achieve such effects.

Moreover, seeing the corpse oil that Corpse People drank earlier, Ye Guichen had felt strange, now it made sense, it’s truly corpse oil.

But how could such secret information not be sealed off?

How did it suddenly spread?

Looking at the excited audience around, they seemed to have found a great bargain.

The betting area was crowded once again.

Almost without exception, all betting on Lei Nu to win.

"Tsk tsk, did you hear, Corpse People, Azure Dragon Commerce really knows how to stir things up. They managed to get such Corpse People, no wonder they make so much money." Duan Nanye tsked: "By the way, Brother Ye, do you have any clues? What’s your take on the situation here?"

Ye Guichen glanced at Duan Nanye’s bet, there was no three million, just ten thousand.

He lightly shook his head, pointed to the magician on stage, and whispered, "I came here with Wang Ying, but Wang Ying disappeared. I suspect that the magician on stage might know King Yan’s whereabouts."

"Him?" Duan Nanye asked curiously: "Why?"

"Don’t know, just a hunch."

Few people knew about the existence of the magician.

He seemed like King Yan’s shadow, Pang Quan knew about the magician because King Yan approached him.

After Ye Guichen finished speaking, seeing the match wasn’t starting, he asked Duan Nanye: "Boss Mei, lend me some money, I want to place a bet too."

"Borrow money?" Duan Nanye was stunned, lowered his voice: "Brother Ye, you also want to make some extra cash?"

"Yeah." Ye Guichen nodded lightly.

"Alright, let’s wait for the match to end first. Since you think the magician has issues, if he manages to survive, we’ll meet him." Duan Nanye took out a stack of cash, seeing no one noticed, he whispered: "I didn’t bring much today, only two thousand left, you use it first. Pay me back when Lei Nu wins."

Saying this, he handed it to Ye Guichen, then looked around attentively.

Meanwhile, Duan Nanye already spotted more than ten Yama Hall assassins at the scene.

They had been fighting in other arenas before, now clearly attracted by Lei Nu.

Although disguised, when he saw those Yama Hall assassins, Duan Nanye couldn’t help but his eyes gleam.

Those people were gold opportunities for achievements!

Ye Guichen did not explain much, he turned to place a bet as well.

After returning, Ye Guichen casually put the betting voucher in his pocket, squinted at the arena.

In the VIP box, Pang Quan was holding a cigar, his eyes couldn’t hide the excitement.

"How is it, what’s the total bet now?" Pang Quan took a deep puff of smoke, asked in a deep voice.

The secretary leaned forward, face also full of boundless excitement: "One hundred and twenty billion. President Pang, after our discreet promotion, almost everyone believes Lei Nu will definitely win. Haha, this time, if Lei Nu dies, all one hundred and twenty billion will be ours. But..."

"But what?" Pang Quan sensed something wrong, glanced at the secretary.

The secretary held a tablet displaying detailed betting information.

One entry stood out prominently.

"Someone bet one million on the magician to win?"

Pang Quan’s eyelid twitched.

Currently, Lei Nu’s odds had reached a thousand to two.

If someone bet one million, if the magician actually won, they would have to payout one hundred and twenty billion.

In other words, they schemed for a long time to make a huge profit, but might end up giving it all away!

Additionally, the person seemed to have calculated precisely, not one cent over, exactly one hundred and twenty billion.

"Hiss~" Pang Quan took a deep puff of smoke, the cigar hissed, as a malicious look flashed in his eyes: "Just one person, no problem!"