I Am King

Chapter 273 Odds

After Sha Qiang drove away, Liang Kun turned around and went back to the Night Bar.

"Wansui Feng, you threw these three pouncers at the door of my place. Are you trying to show me your goodwill, or do you have other intentions?"

Sitting on the sofa in his own office, Liang Kun tapped his fingers on the desk.

"The water is coming in forcefully."

"Brother Kun, is there anything you need to do?"

Hearing Liang Kun's voice, Shui Qiang, the younger brother who was in charge of guarding the door for him, immediately pushed the door and walked in.

"Go get me the phone number of Dongxing Wansuifeng."

"I understand, Brother Kun. I'll go find him now."

After saying that, Shui Qiang immediately turned around and walked out. He didn't even ask why Liang Kun wanted to call Dongxing Wansuifeng. He just did what the boss said. Brother Kun once said, "The more you know, the faster you die."

"Wansui Feng, since you've given me so much face, I can give you a 10% discount on the goods this time!"

When the office door was closed again, Liang Kun couldn't help laughing. He thought that Qin Feng threw him in front of his place because he must have known from Ba Bi that his goods were good and cheap, and he also wanted to buy from him. Otherwise, he really couldn't think of anything else that would make Wan Sui Feng miss him. Thinking of the location and scale of Qin Feng's territory, how could he not be happy? Qin Feng's six streets must have millions of goods a month, right? Tens of millions a year! !

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Qin Feng on the other side didn't know what Liang Kun was thinking, but even if he knew, he would definitely not explain. Now everyone who showed goodwill to him basically wanted to sell goods in his territory. He knew all this very well, but he was just pretending to be stupid. His territory was now a bait. If he wanted to eat this bait, he had to pay a sufficient price. The reason why Fei Quan threw the person to Liang Kun was to throw the bait. Based on his understanding of Liang Kun in the movie, he should not refuse such an opportunity to make money. Next, let's see what price he can pay!

After the funeral, Qin Feng rejected Crow and Babi's invitation to inspect the "work" again, citing that he had a competition the next day. He went straight back to the Blue Sky Nightclub and immediately called Fusheng to his office.

"Fusheng, I will be competing with Zhongyi Xin tomorrow. Several large societies should have opened betting. Send someone out to find out what the odds are right now. Put all the cash we have on me to win."

As he spoke, Qin Feng took out two travel bags and a suitcase from under the table, which contained a total of 30 million in cash, and pushed them to Fusheng.

"Brother Feng, I already know this. The odds of Xinji are: if you win, you will get 0.5 to . Liansheng also has the odds of to . Hongxing has the odds of to . Our Dongxing has the odds of to ."

"Fuck, what the hell, why are the odds of our own club so low?"

Qin Feng cursed under his breath when he heard that his odds on Dongxing were so low.

"We can't help it, Brother Feng! There may be many people in other clubs who have only heard of your fighting ability but have never actually seen it, so the difference in the number of people betting on you and Luo Tianhong is not much, and the odds are about the same. But in the last life-and-death battle, although not all of our Dongxing people went, almost all the big and small leaders went, so there are a lot of people in our own club betting on you to win, so your odds are so low!"

"Then take all this money to Xinji and bet on me to win."

After Fusheng finished speaking, Qin Feng spoke without thinking. He had originally thought that if the odds of Dongxing were similar to those outside, he would take care of the business of his own club's handicap. But the odds were so low, how could he take care of it?

"No problem, Brother Feng...but if we bet all this money on Xinji, the odds there will definitely drop. And...if other people in the club knew that we were from Dongxing but were betting on other clubs' odds, would they have any objections?"

"Do I need to teach you this? Just have people place bets separately! If you want to place one million bets at a time, place your bet on the one with the highest odds. Do the opinions of other members of the society matter?"

Qin Feng said in a calm tone.

"I will definitely win this time. If everyone places bets at our club's handicap, even if I win, the club will still have to pay me back. I'm not neglecting my club's business. I'm helping the club save money. Whoever has an opinion can tell him so. If anyone is dissatisfied, let him come and talk to me."

"Got it, Crazy Brother. I'll make the arrangements now."

"Wait a moment."

Fusheng reached out for the travel bag on the table, but was stopped by Qin Feng.

"Go and inform our brothers. Don't accuse me of being the boss and not thinking of my brothers when I have good things to do. Tell them that they will definitely make money if they bet on me to win. Let those who have money place their bets quickly, and those who don't have money to borrow money to place their bets. If they miss this opportunity, there will be no such good things in the future."

“…It’s Brother Feng.”

This time, Fusheng waited for a while, and after making sure that Qin Feng was okay, he picked up his travel bag and suitcase and walked out of the office.

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