Chapter 1059 — The Fish Takes the Bait: "So Frightening?" Yunhai Shuku Got the Shock of His Life at the Butcher's Words
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"Is that so..." Yunhai Shuku was tempted, but still uneasy. "Nine gambles out of ten are swindles. In that case, wouldn't the owner of this fight ring lose himself to death?"
"Who knows. This sort of thing isn't fixed behind the scenes -- it's real blades and real guns out there, a fight to the death. You can't tell who's won until it's over, so even if the owner wanted to rig it, he'd have no way to, wouldn't he?" said the butcher.
"Oh..." Yunhai Shuku was tempted, but still very cautious; he resolved to watch a little longer before deciding.
In the end, the outcome left Yunhai Shuku rather dejected -- and rather eager. There was no suspense at all: Red Dragon won. He finished off his opponent in the ring in no time flat.
And what the young man and the butcher had said was true: the fight was indeed fought with real blades and real guns, for Red Dragon's opponent had had his head smashed apart by the man.
The bloody scene made Yunhai Shuku's heart quail, yet he felt no great pity for the dead man either. In his view, anyone who came to fight in an underground ring ought to have foreseen such an outcome; that sort of man dying was simply dying -- what did it have to do with Yunhai Shuku?
What left Yunhai Shuku dejected was that he had not taken the young man's and the butcher's advice and placed a bet before the fight. If he had put ten thousand on Red Dragon too, wouldn't he have twenty thousand now? Watching the young man's five hundred thousand turn into a million in an instant, and the butcher's ten thousand into twenty thousand, Yunhai Shuku was truly envious.
Such a fine chance at a fortune, and he had missed it. If he had bet ten thousand earlier... he would have made ten thousand -- more than half a year's income, right there.
Yet at this thought Yunhai Shuku grew even more dejected, and could not help but pity himself. Yunhai Shuku, oh Yunhai Shuku, why couldn't you have been a little bolder? If you had bet five hundred thousand too, wouldn't you have a million by now?
But... at this, Yunhai Shuku's dejection deepened another notch. Scraping together ten thousand was still barely within his reach, but five hundred thousand? That was a pipe dream -- he would have to sell his house for that. And his house was rented; it was not even his to sell.
A new round of betting began: once again Red Dragon, challenged by another unfamiliar fighter, "White Sheep."
Yunhai Shuku wanted to bet now too. But he had not brought a single cent -- how was he to place a bet? The young man transferred his funds through the bank; the butcher bet in cash. But Yunhai Shuku had brought no cash, and had never set up telephone banking transfers either. Even if he wanted to bet, there was no way to do it.
How he regretted it! If only he had brought ten thousand, even that would have done. How was it that he did not have a single cent?
Suddenly an important question occurred to him: had not the young man said that he had once been penniless, and had then become a millionaire? Could you bet without bringing money, then? At the thought, Yunhai Shuku hurriedly asked the young man, "Young man, you said before that you had not a cent and still made a million? So where did your stake come from?"