After a while, Guo Zelin turned around and walked back, saying to Ye Qing: "After the current competition is over, it will be our turn."

"Ha!" Ye Qing smiled softly and glanced at Guo Zelin, "I don't see that you still have some energy, and you can actually make other games make way for you."

"That's right!" Guo Zelin raised his brows proudly.

The scar healed and he forgot about the pain. He seemed to have forgotten about being slapped by Ye Qing just now, and started to get sick again?

However, Ye Qing was too lazy to pay attention to him, and instead got into the BMW, drove the car to the side of the road, and waited for the game.

More than ten minutes later, amid deafening cheers, the last game finally ended.

Among the people watching the game, there were some who were excited and some who were depressed.

Qinglonghui has a betting market for every game. Those who are excited are naturally those who bet on the right thing, and those who are depressed are naturally those who bet on the wrong thing.

"Who will compete with whom in the next match?" someone in the crowd asked.

"It seems to be Mr. Guo and who is that? Oh... by the way, it's the son-in-law Xiao Yingyi picked up."

"That idiot son-in-law of the Xiao family?"

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd, and everyone thought it was a bit incredible. The good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Xiao family still wanted to race with Guo Zelin, who had the underground driving skills of building a city?

Isn’t this fucking looking for torture?

"Have the handicap been announced for the match between Mr. Guo and the Xiao family's idiot son-in-law?"

"Not yet. It is said that this game was temporarily inserted, so we have to wait a few minutes."

"Who are you going to buy?"

"Nonsense, of course I buy Mr. Guo. This is a sure win."

"That's true, but in this kind of competition where the difference in strength is huge, do you think the Qinglong Club would dare to start this game?"

"Yeah, I'm also worried about whether Qinglong will open the market. After all, if everyone bets on Mr. Guo, no matter how low the market opens, Qinglong will still have to lose money!"

"It's open, it's open, the handicap is out."

"Damn it, Mr. Guo's stock price is so low, 1.05?"

"I invested a hundred yuan to get five yuan? Damn it, is Qinglonghui crazy?"

"The Qinglong Club is not crazy. We know that Guo Shaohui will win, so how can we offer high odds? To be honest, the Qinglong Club is already very good if it can open the market."

"That's true!"

"Then do you want to buy it?"

"Why don't you buy it? I can make tens of thousands of dollars for just one million. Although it's a little less, mosquitoes are also meat!"

"That's right, that's right. Anyway, it's a sure win but not a loss. I'll buy one hundred thousand to earn some cigarette money."

"Haha... You all bet on Mr. Guo. Why don't you bet on that idiot son-in-law of the Xiao family? His odds are 100 to 100. If he wins, the investment of 1 million will be 100 million."

"How gross! So what if you lose a thousand for one? No matter how high the odds are, you will lose as much as you invest. Only a lunatic would invest in the Xiao family's son-in-law to win."

Just when everyone was betting wildly on Guo Zelin, there was a lunatic who actually voted for Ye Qing.

And this madman is naturally Ye Qing himself, who invested 1.9 million.

Well... when he competed with the fingers in the darkness, the money he won from the underground gambling houses plus his principal amounted to more than 1.9 million, and he kept more than 20,000 to look at the cards, and left the rest to him

You can win if you buy it.

At this time, in a corner halfway up the mountain, there was a tent. This was the command center of the underground racing venue, Qinglonghui.

There are many screens in the tent, all of which are surveillance screens. The entire Qinglong Mountain Highway is under surveillance.

At this time, there were two people sitting in the tent, two middle-aged men in their forties. These two people were the people in charge sent here by the Qinglong Society. One was named Zhang Chaodong and the other was named Peng Ronghua.

"Lao Peng, have the statistics been calculated?" Zhang Chaodong asked while staring at the screen.

"The statistics show that almost everyone won this game by buying Guo Zelin, and the total amount of funds reached 43 million."

"What about the person who bought the Xiao family's son-in-law?"

"There is only one person, the Xiao family's son-in-law, who bet a total of 1.9 million."

"Alas!" Zhang Chaodong sighed deeply.

Peng Ronghua glanced at Zhang Chaodong and said: "Old Zhang, we're afraid we're going to lose money in this game! You shouldn't open this game. No matter who wins, Guo Zelin or the son-in-law of the Xiao family, we have to win."

Lose money."

Obviously, if Guo Zelin wins, they will only earn Ye Qing's 1.9 million, but will have to pay out more than 2 million. This can be a difference of hundreds of thousands.

And if Ye Qing wins, they will have to pay out 190 million, and the difference will be as high as 150 million.

So no matter who loses or wins, they, the banker, are sitting on the losing side.

"I have to open it!" Zhang Chaodong smiled bitterly, "The most important thing for us in running this underground racing competition is credibility. We promised at the beginning that we would open the market as long as it was a competition. We can't break our promise. Otherwise, how will we attract those dandy kids in the future?

Why don’t you come to the game to place bets? Haha...it’s only a few hundred thousand, we can still afford to pay.”

"Aren't you worried that the Xiao family's son-in-law will win? If he wins, it will be nearly 200 million!" Peng Ronghua said with some worry.

"Haha... I don't think he can win!"

"Lao Zhang, you're not afraid of 10,000, just in case!" Peng Ronghua said with a shrug.

Hearing Peng Ronghua's words, Zhang Chaodong's eyes flashed with a trace of violence, and he said coldly: "Even if he wins, do you think he has the ability to spend our Qinglong Club's money?"

Peng Ronghua was stunned for a moment, then laughed, nodded and said, "That's true!"

"Lao Peng, ask Qiangzi and the others to be prepared. If the Xiao family's son-in-law really wins, ask Qiangzi and the others to wait for the guy to come down and get the check back."

Why do we have to wait for Ye Qing to come down the mountain?

The reason is very simple. The underground racing competition has to be held. The Qinglong Club will naturally not cheat in front of everyone. Otherwise, who will come here to play in the future?

So they could only avoid the crowd and quietly go to trouble Ye Qing to get the check back.

Of course, the premise of all this is that Ye Qing wins.

If Ye Qing loses, the Green Dragon Society will only have to pay a few hundred thousand. For the Green Dragon Society, they can still afford the compensation, and there is no need to cheat in secret like they did with Ye Qing.

"Understood!" Peng Ronghua nodded, got up and walked out of the tent to arrange related matters.

At this time, Ye Qing's BMW and Guo Zelin's Lamborghini had already stopped in front of the starting point.

Of course, the person sitting in the driving seat of the Lamborghini was not Guo Zelin, but Su Haoran, the so-called underground car god who built a city.

Through the car window, Su Haoran raised his middle finger at Ye Qing and moved his mouth, as if telling Ye Qing, "Go to hell!"
Chapter completed!