Search for Treasure Worldwide Chapter 981: The $200 Million Challenge
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Whether you like Ye Tian or not, or even hate him, no one can deny that this is an extremely strong guy. This Octagonal cage duel was won with great excitement and can be called a classic!
So everyone was not stingy and gave their applause one after another, even though some people’s hearts were bleeding!
The applause continues, still as enthusiastic as ever.
A UFC executive walked up to Ye Tian who raised his arms, gritted his back molars and whispered:
"Steven, your fighter qualification is only for this day, and it will be canceled tomorrow. You will never get the fighter qualification or participate in a UFC fighting event again!
I know this is against the rules, but we have to do it. I hope you can understand. If you don’t understand, you can go to court and sue, and we can make some compensation!
UFC mixed martial arts events are sports competitions, not **** killing fields. We never want to see anyone die in the octagonal cage. We cannot afford to serve such a terrifying guy like you! "
Hearing this, Ye Tian couldn't help but smile proudly.
"Cancel it, it doesn't matter! For me, the qualification as a fighter is to serve this duel. The duel is over, so there is no need to keep it!
As for compensation, forget it, I don’t need that little money! I have earned enough money this time, so I can’t be too greedy, but before that, I have one more thing to do! "
"Is there something else to do? What thing?"
The UFC executive asked in surprise, having a very bad feeling.
Ye Tian did not answer, but turned to the referee William next to him and said:
"Mr. Referee, can you lend me the microphone? I have a few words to say!"
"Okay!"
Although William was a little surprised, he still handed over the microphone.
After taking over the microphone, Ye Tian immediately turned around and looked at the audience, and said loudly and jokingly:
"James, Allen, thank you for the $100 million! Sorry, I am the winner of this octagonal cage duel. I can only smile and accept this windfall!"
Following his words, the lighting engineer immediately focused the spotlight on the two Hells Angel bosses, and the live camera lens also followed.
The next moment, these two famous Hells Angel bosses appeared on the big screen and appeared on all live broadcasts.
At this time, their faces were dark and purple, and they looked extremely ugly, as if their biological father had died!
The eyes of both of them were filled with despair, endless anger and fear.
After being so humiliated in public, these two people did not immediately fight back, or even gave any response. They just sat there, like zombies!
Obviously, they have not yet recovered from the heavy blow just now, or they simply do not want to believe the facts that are happening before their eyes!
The other members of the Hells Angels at the scene could not bear such humiliation, and they began to curse with extreme anger.
"Steven, you are a **** bastard, I'm going to kill you bastard!"
"Fake U! Steven, don't get too proud too early, I'm not done with you!"
Ye Tian didn't bother to pay attention to these crazy curses and shouts.
I am standing here, can you still bite me?
After teasing the two Hells Angel bosses, he changed his target again, looked at another area in the front row of the infield and said loudly:
"'Conor McGregor, the talkative one! When I came out just now, didn't you clamor to fight me and earn some dollars to spend? You seemed confident at the time!
The duel between me and Jon Jones is over, and I am the winner! To be honest, Jon Jones is too weak and vulnerable! I haven't had enough yet, not even a warm-up.
Now I can give you a chance to challenge me directly. If you can beat me in the Octagon, you will get a huge bet of 200 million US dollars, which is more than the previous bet!
The bet you make is all your net worth. I will accept it no matter how much it is. Even if your property is only one dollar, it doesn't matter, as long as you dare to step into the Octagon!
There is a premise here. Before the game starts, you must sign a document. As long as you enter the octagonal cage and fight with me, and you want to win a $200 million bet, then life or death will be determined by destiny!
My lawyer is on site and can draft legally binding documents at any time. Money is not a problem for me at all. I can have as much as I want. What about, do you want to make 200 million US dollars?
That’s a huge fortune! This opportunity must not be missed, it will never come again. Don’t miss this opportunity. After tonight, you will not be qualified to challenge me, and the same goes for everyone else! "
Before the words were spoken, the scene and the live broadcast were already in a frenzy, with exclamations ringing out wildly.
"Wow! A huge bet of 200 million US dollars, what a huge and attractive fortune! This **** Steven is so crazy! It's too big!"
"Oh my god! Two hundred million dollars! Did I hear you correctly? Does the 'talking* Conor McGregor dare to walk into the Octagon and challenge this scary guy like Steven?"
"That kind of situation is impossible to happen, unless the 'talking* gun' is tired of life and wants to seek death. Is he stronger than Jon Jones? How is it possible!"
While exclaiming crazily, everyone looked at Conor McGregor, the loud-mouthed man, and the big screen and live broadcast also gave him a close-up shot at the right time.
In an instant, the "talkative" became the focus of the audience. His face was as red as a monkey's butt. He was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl directly into it.
And his eyes were full of anger and fear.
"Connor, we are optimistic about you, go on stage and kill that **** Steven! Give everyone a wonderful fighting game!"
"That's a $200 million bet! You'll never make that much money in your lifetime, you'll never make that much money. Don't miss this opportunity. To show my support, I'll bet a dollar on you!"
There were boos and boos everywhere, all of them were just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Zui*pao's face became even more ugly, and he could hardly sit still.
The faces of many UFC executives were also very ugly. They all gritted their teeth and stared at Ye Tian, wishing they could rush into the Octagon immediately, drag him out, and blast him out of the Hollywood Theater!
Amidst the bursts of booing, no matter how thick-skinned you are, you can't stand it any longer.
He stood up from his seat, waved violently at Ye Tian in the octagonal cage, and then said loudly through gritted teeth:
"Go to hell! Steven! Only a fool and idiot like Jon Jones would challenge you, the devil from hell. I haven't lived enough yet! I don't want to seek death!"
Obviously, this guy still has some brains. He knows that he is no match for Ye Tian, and he does not pretend to be fat.
He knows better than anyone the consequences of doing that: there is only a dead end!
"Hahaha, this is the famous 'talking* Conor McGregor, UFC lightweight champion! But this is so disappointing!
Didn’t you loudly call me a ‘coward’ just now? I will return this title to you now. In my opinion, you are the real ‘coward’ who has no courage.”
Ye Tian laughed and said, humiliating the people in the audience.
After he finished speaking, he returned the microphone to the referee William, then stepped back and chatted quietly with Betty.
As for Conor McGregor, the loudmouth who was furious and furious in the audience, he didn't bother to pay attention to him at all. He was just a clown.
“Woo——!”
The shrill boos sounded wildly, almost threatening to lift the ceiling of the Hollywood Theater.
The results of the competition have been announced, everything has settled, and you can evacuate.
After shaking hands with everyone on the stage one by one, Ye Tian took Betty and, escorted by Matisse and others, left the Octagon and walked towards the athletes' entrance.
As soon as he walked out of the octagonal cage, Ye Tian immediately lowered his voice and said to Matisse beside him:
"Matisse, inform all the guys to quietly evacuate the Hollywood Theater. The real test has just begun. Let everyone be alert and vigilant.
Will those Hells Angels guys be willing to fail? I don’t think so! There are also famous gambling companies and major casinos in Las Vegas that must be guarded against.
You should have seen the faces of those guys just now. They are all extremely ugly. There is no doubt that they have made a big loss this time. If they can't protect everything, they will do some dirty tricks! "
"Hahaha, it's true. Those faces that look like mourning concubines are so ugly! Don't even think about it, someone must have vomited blood!
Don't worry, Steven, I have already made arrangements, no one can take advantage of us! Don’t even think about ruining this wonderful night! "
Mattis laughed and replied, with murderous intent in his words.
One by one, the rest of the people had extremely bright smiles on their faces, hearty and hearty!
While they were talking, the group of them had already walked out of the athletes’ exit and disappeared from people’s sight!