novelraw Chapter 819 297: Forbidden from Gambling
Chapter 819 297: Forbidden from Gambling
Time always flies by quickly.
As the group indulged in food and entertainment, night fell swiftly.
Under the conscious guidance of their guide, Jennifer, today's last stop for their fun-filled day was
this sports arena built in 19xx.
Originally it was intended to bid for the Olympics, but somehow, Lanbo got blitz-attacked.
That battle left Lanbo Kingdom's national strength yet to recover even today.
This stadium, initially built for the Olympics, has now been bought by a private owner, continuing to shine.
The private owner is quite business-savvy.
What in sports competition can make money?
Once in his hands, he immediately transformed it into a large casino.
In Lanbo, gambling is not completely illegal; as long as it has some reputable backing, it's legal.
So if you visit this venue on a regular day, you will see a spectacle.
People playing chess, archery, horse racing, boxing.
All kinds of activities go on here, offering a variety of colorful entertainment.
But they all have one common characteristic.
That is, gambling!
Every event involves gambling!
Every detail of every event includes a bet.
In chess, it's not just about betting on win or loss, but also on how many pieces ahead one is.
For horse racing, they even bet on the exact seconds it takes to cross the finish line.
It's precisely these various gambling activities that have breathed new life into this nearly century-old building, attracting a constant flow of people daily.
Of course, there are occasional incidents of people jumping off the roof, such things do happen.
When Zhang Beixing and his group arrived, they saw that the Black Bear Organization had already arranged a welcoming party here.
No matter what, politeness must still be observed.
In this day and age, most Mafia have cleaned up their act and are now respectable individuals on the surface, and proper etiquette and courtesy must be maintained.
Zhang Beixing himself arrived.
Although the Black Bear's boss, Kasim, didn't come out to greet him, their second-in-command did, which was quite respectful enough.
Zhang Beixing was noncommittal and had no particular comment about this reception.
He was rather curious as to why there were a few familiar faces here.
Not really familiar, just acquaintances.
Previously in Ancient Rome, he met someone from the Golden Wind Clan, Simoski from Wu Country; Harley Yous stayed home while Leng Bing was brought over.
Some upper echelons from the Neon Lower Mouth Organization were also present.
And these are just the ones Zhang Beixing recognized.
There were even more unfamiliar faces, no doubt these were bigwigs in their respective countries' underworlds, whose presence could shake the entire gray area if they stamped their foot.
But in Zhang Beixing's eyes, these people were just small fry.
Knocking them down would be effortless.
At this moment, Zhang Beixing even had a bold idea.
Should he just take care of all these people here, and enjoy a long period of peace afterward?
Pondering this in his mind, he ultimately rejected the idea.
Besides Kasim, the local big shot, while the others were high-level, they weren't all the leaders.
Even if they were swept up here, there would still be others to manage their organizations, rendering it useless.
At the moment, these bigwigs were still greeting those they were acquainted with, completely unaware that their lives had just dangled by a thread in Zhang Beixing's thoughts.
Lucky for them, they had good fortune.
"Where's my seat? Let's hurry up and start. There's no need to make this life-risking event so complicated."
Zhang Beixing bluntly interrupted their mutual flattery, showing no courtesy.
The crowd was somewhat embarrassed.
Zhang Beixing scrutinized the group.
Most likely, these people were patrons who bought his fake cultivation techniques.
This time, they came rushing to see for the first time how Zhang Beixing's own trainees match up against their opponents.
Each organization invested heavily in learning this cultivation technique.
Each one was eager to see what the outcome would be.
Since Zhang Beixing had spoken, what opinions could these people have?
Without waiting for all the guests invited to watch the competition to arrive, they closed the doors early to prepare.
Today, Kasim endured great pain to shut down this massive gambling establishment for a day.
This day alone would mean losing billions in revenue, a thought that's quite distressing.
After Zhang Beixing settled in his seat, he glanced at the big screen in front of him.
Sure enough.
A money-loving person could never change their nature.
On the screen, the first team member to enter was a low-profile Class A Martial Artist from the Extraordinary Reserve Forces.
While the martial artist from the opposing side remained confidential.
After all, knowing the opponent's information makes it much easier to strategize the match.
This is somewhat disadvantageous...
Some already had this thought in mind, though nobody voiced it.
Zhang Beixing didn't care; he was only concerned with the results.
"If I wanted to bet on my own team member, how could I place a wager?"
Zhang Beixing asked Jennifer.
It was Jennifer's first time at such a place herself. She sent someone to find the staff to inquire and, after gathering all the information, returned to report back.