Demigod Mage in America

Yuki's lips curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but glance at Rein out of the corner of her eye.

She could already imagine what Ryan's expression would be like next.

The first competition is just a screening process, weeding out those who are completely unqualified.

The main event always begins in the second round, but the second round usually spans half a month or even several months.

However, with her around, there's naturally no such trouble.

Ryan ignored all of that; he was busy arranging for David to place the bets.

"Go pick the one with the highest odds (number 1) and bet on it all."

This is done entirely in cash to avoid being detected by the IRS.

Upon hearing this, David looked at Ryan and asked, "All of them?"

Ryan nodded: "All of them."

After David left, he turned to look at the octagon.

In this competition, betting begins once one of the players enters the cage.

Once both sides enter simultaneously, only further betting is prohibited; the betting odds are closed.

It's worth mentioning that David just told Ryan that the betting party here is a third party, not the owner of this boxing ring.

Normally, you need to pay a fee to enter this place, even if you are a member. However, since Renn was brought in by someone, he was exempted from this fee.

In other words, regardless of whether the participants win or lose, the venue owner has already secured the win.

The host was still encouraging the audience to place bets, while Ryan's eyes darted left and right.

He wasn't interested in what the host was saying at all; he only knew one thing.

Going all in is a form of wisdom.

However, upon closer inspection, he actually found something interesting: he discovered an old acquaintance.

Sheriff Raymond, Catherine's former superior and now rival.

He was holding his phone, hiding in a corner, talking about something.

Seeing this, Ryan gently raised his hand and placed it on the side of his head.

[Detection Concept]

"That's enough. This is the last time. Murphy is dead. Please don't bother me anymore. I'm a police officer."

"You don't need to threaten me with things from the past. I haven't taken any money from you, and I have nothing to do with you."

"If you continue to slander me for providing you with corpses and prisoners, I will file a lawsuit against you."

Upon hearing this, Renn's heart stirred.

He knew beforehand that Murphy had someone behind him, but the other party acted as if they didn't exist and never bothered him, making him too embarrassed to completely eliminate them.

After all, he, Renn, wasn't a bad person. He wouldn't take advantage of someone's entire family just because they glanced at him.

"What? No! You can't do this! I...I understand..." Raymond hung up the phone, but his face was extremely ugly. He squatted down, like a defeated general.

Someone passing by patted him on the shoulder and offered him a cigarette.

Raymond caught it instinctively, looked up, and realized that he actually knew this person.

He pointed at Ryan, his tone tinged with anger: "It's you!"

This is the person who made 20 yuan off him, and he still remembers it to this day.

Ryan smiled warmly, as if he were seeing a benefactor: "Oh, it's you, kind sir."

Raymond stood up from the ground, his fists clenched, the cigarette that Ryan had handed him already crumpled into pieces.

"Aren't we all playing cards fairly and justly? There's no need to be so petty, is there?"

Ryan's words were like a needle piercing his heart.

"So you're insulting me now as the victor? If so, you've succeeded." Raymond was already on the verge of a mental breakdown, and now, after being provoked by Ryan, his eyes instantly became bloodshot.

His entire face was burning red, as if on fire.

Ryan smiled and handed him a card: "I know a good place where you can get anything, including getting rid of your current troubles. Go there if you need it."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Raymond with a translucent card that reflected a dazzling array of colors under the light.

The only name written on it is "Always Able to Respond to Requests".

After handing out his business card, Ryan stopped paying attention to it. He had just casually made the card, but after giving it out, he thought it was a good idea.

He left his mark on each card, and the holder would be gradually drawn to this part of Manhattan, eventually entering his shop.

"Hmm, I'll send Lux ​​a few later." With that thought, Raine returned to the private room.

Yukihime's face darkened as she looked at the man who came and went as he pleased.

Is this acceptable? This is her private room, where others can only look on. But now someone can come and go as they please.

But what she actually said was, "Your friend is pretty impressive."

Although his expression remained calm, his pupils were full of smugness.

Laugh now, because you'll have your moments of tears.

She couldn't wait to see Ryan's expression when he heard about the upcoming schedule.

Renn met her cold face with a smile, but said nothing.

Inside the octagonal cage, Number 1 stood motionless, while a mastiff lay on the ground not far from him, its fate unknown.

However, judging from the scrolling notifications on the field, it wasn't hard for Rennes to guess that he had already won.

"Boss, here's the money." David came over, along with a note.

Ryan glanced at it and found that it was only $1 million. He had bet $100, which meant the odds were only 1:50.

However, looking at that mastiff that doesn't even have a number 1 belly yet, it's not impossible to understand the odds.

"Keep it, there will be more later." Rein said, glancing at Xue Ji out of the corner of his eye, a slight smile playing on his lips.

In the octagon, having already won, the door should logically be opened to let number 1 leave.

But actually, no. The host was clearly encountering this situation for the first time, and he reached out and pressed his earpiece as if he was communicating something.

The audience chanted for number 1 to leave the stage and for the next contestant to take his place.

After a brief exchange, the host's expression changed, revealing ecstatic joy: "Ladies and gentlemen, what follows is an intense competition! Our number one contestant has actually signed a death contract!"

The stone stirred up a thousand waves; for a moment, the sound in the entire space was still, and then a heated discussion erupted.

"Is that the death contract that supposedly guarantees you'll fight forever as long as you're alive?"

"Can anyone really be that crazy? That's almost certain death; no one has ever succeeded."

"That's right. The first round was just mastiffs, the second round was multiple mastiffs, the third round was adult wild boars, and the fourth round was jaguars. But in the fifth round, a pack of leopards awaits him."

"I've been here for five years, and I've never seen anyone succeed. The most capable one, it seems, died under a rhinoceros's horn."

The entire arena erupted in cheers, and Xue Ji's cold and aloof expression vanished, replaced by unrestrained laughter.

"Your friend is really brave to have signed a death contract." She had already guessed that Rein's friend was most likely also from the mystical world.

But what does it matter? They all end up the same way anyway.