My husband Can Culti Chapter 477: I Said I Support Her!

Chapter 477: Chapter 477: I Said I Support Her!

Yang Qi looked at Tang Fei and said, "Mr. Tang, hurry up and tell

how to bet. I might make a fortune from this!"

Tang Fei was speechless. Was Yang Qi genuinely a fool, or just pretending to be? The others, however, were all looking at him, waiting for his opinion. Although Tang Fei was an ordinary person, he did have a good eye for things. For ordinary ring matches, his predictions were indeed very accurate. But if a Martial Artist appeared, his judgnt wasn’t good enough—a fact the others were unfortunately unaware of.

"Do we even need to ask this ti? Anyone can see that we should bet on the Death Fighter. What can that girl possibly do?" This ti, Tang Fei didn’t even intend to trick Yang Qi. He figured any normal person would choose the Death Fighter, and surely Yang Qi wasn’t foolish enough to fall for it.

"Right, what’s that girl even doing up there? Is she looking to die?" Jiang Shan added.

Yagyu Youya also nodded. "No matter how you look at it, Mr. Tang’s reasoning makes sense. It’s definitely the right move to bet on the Death Fighter!"

"The odds are a bit low, but a win is a win. Let’s bet another million!" After thinking it over, Tang Fei bet another million, and the others followed suit. That was five million in total!

"No way! Look how pitiful that girl is. It’s so strange that you’re all betting on the man. Besides, the girl has ten-to-one odds! With a payout like that, one winning bet is a huge score!" Yang Qi said to Tang Fei and the others, looking like a complete amateur.

"HAHAHA!" Jiang Shan couldn’t help but burst into laughter. "Are you an idiot? Have you ever watched a match before? You only made so much money last ti thanks to Mr. Tang’s good call. Do you really think you’re so kind of expert now?"

"Shan, how can you say that? Brother Yang must be an expert at playing dumb. Just let him bet. Who knows, he might win this ti," Tang Fei said, glaring at Jiang Shan. It’s a rare chance to see Yang Qi act like an idiot. Why did she have to try and talk him out of it? She’s completely brainless.

Jiang Shan covered her mouth, realizing she had said too much.

"See? Mr. Tang is a good guy after all. I’m betting on the girl!" Yang Qi said excitedly.

Fool! Tang Fei chuckled to himself.

"I also support Mr. Yang. That girl really does look pitiful, with no one supporting her!" Chen Baixiang suddenly spoke up.

A glint appeared in Tang Fei’s eyes. "Miss Chen," he said with a grin, "why don’t we make a bet?"

"A bet? What kind of bet?" Chen Baixiang was taken aback.

"How about this: if the Death Fighter loses, my Porsche is yours! If the girl loses, I don’t want anything from you. I just hope you’ll agree to have dinner with

alone. How about it?"

This kid is up to his crooked tricks again.

Chen Baixiang hesitated. But at that mont, she heard Yang Qi’s voice in her ear: "Agree to it. Scoring a free Porsche isn’t a bad deal. Aren’t you planning to start your own business? Now is the ti to raise funds for yourself."

"Okay, I agree!" Chen Baixiang said.

Tang Fei was thrilled. He couldn’t believe his casual suggestion had actually worked. This was perfect! As he thought, girls really did love luxury cars.

The second match began quickly. This fight ended just as quickly. Both fighters were Martial Artists. However, the Death Fighter was rely an Outer Strength Martial Artist, while the girl was an Inner Strength Warrior. The gap between them was enormous. Furthermore, one look at the girl’s eyes was enough to know she was no ordinary person.

The battle ended within three rounds. The Death Fighter was dead!

"Fantastic! I won again! I won again!" Yang Qi shouted like an excited child. "See, Mr. Tang? I told you! That girl looked so pitiful and the odds were so high, so betting on her was a guaranteed huge win. I guess I’m a fifty-million-dollar tycoon now, right? HAHAHAHA!"

Tang Fei was so angry he felt like he could spit blood again; he wanted to bash his head against a wall. Two predictions, two failures. It was just too bizarre. Everyone else lost two million each, but Tang Fei’s loss was even worse; he had just lost a Porsche worth five million.

Chen Baixiang smiled and said, "Mr. Tang, where’s the Porsche?"

"You’ll get it when we’re back at the hotel. We can handle the paperwork right here. Don’t worry, I’m a man of my word; I won’t back out," Tang Fei said, his heart bleeding. This loss was just too damn miserable.

"I have to say, Mr. Tang," Yagyu Youya said with a frown, "your judgnt isn’t very accurate. You’ve been wrong twice now. Are you ssing with us?"

"Nonsense! Why the hell would I ss with you using my own money? Am I sick?" Tang Fei retorted angrily. The most infuriating part was not just losing the money but also being doubted by his own friends.

Damn it, this death fight must be rigged! It’s fake! That girl... even I could beat her! How could a Death Fighter not defeat her? He was just an ordinary man. In his mind, Martial Artists were nothing more than flashy show-offs. He simply didn’t understand what a true Martial Artist was, which is why he’d make such a claim.

"But Mr. Tang, you just said yourself that Jin Zizhen would never rig the fights. We should be careful. If one of their spies hears us, we’ll be in serious trouble!" Jiang Shan cautiously reminded him.

Tang Fei ground his teeth and let out a long sigh. He was completely out of options.

Just then, a new Death Fighter was brought out. The mont he appeared, Tang Fei shot to his feet. "It’s him! It’s really him! This ti, there’s no way I’m wrong! Bet on him! We’ll definitely win!"

Yagyu Youya also got excited. "I can’t believe we’re seeing him here! And the odds are two-to-one! This ti, I’m getting all my money back. I’ll bet two million!"

"I’m also betting on the Death Fighter! I’m going all out with five million!" Tang Fei said, gritting his teeth.

"Mr. Tang, who is this Death Fighter? Why are you all so confident in him?" Yang Qi asked curiously.

Tang Fei proudly explained, "Three years ago, a serial killer appeared in Sea City. He exclusively targeted Martial Artists. People say he’s extrely brutal and highly skilled. Even the Heavenly Supervision Hall couldn’t catch him, and then he suddenly vanished. I never thought he’d show up here, in the Death Battle Arena! His opponent is as good as dead. And it’s going to be a brutal death!"

Yagyu Youya nodded in agreent. "His na is Kamado Hamster, a mber of the Kamado family and the pride of Kappa Country! I’ve seen videos of his fights. They were absolutely thrilling."

"What a piece of scum," Yang Qi said indignantly. "I wouldn’t bet on him even if it ant I’d lose. I’ll bet on his opponent! I’m putting all fifty million on him, hoping he can take down that vile bastard! By the way, I need to use the restroom."

No one cared who Yang Qi bet on. Tang Fei was certain that no matter who the opponent was, Yang Qi was guaranteed to lose. The winner would undoubtedly be Kamado Hamster. Convinced of this, the other three with Tang Fei also bet a million each, hoping to finally turn the tables.