Reborn as a Noble's Son-Chapter 913 - 869 Taking the Field Personally

Chapter 913: Chapter 869: Taking the Field Personally

Chapter 913 -869: Taking the Field Personally

Having finished speaking, Emerson’s face suddenly revealed a smile because he saw a hint of panic flash across Qusaid’s eyes.

This made Emerson even more certain that this was nothing but a bluff, a smokescreen. The people from the ancient eastern country were truly cunning and sly. Had it not been for Qusaid’s words, he might even have been deceived. Now? I’m eager to see what you’ll wager.

At this moment, Emerson’s heart was filled with unwavering certainty. His demeanor returned to normal as he looked at Nie Zhenbang and said, “I’m fine with a bet, no problem at all. But you say ten billion just like that, you should show the money, right?”

Seeing Emerson’s reaction, Nie Zhenbang felt somewhat emotional. Indeed, all the scions in the world are of the same ilk, holding everything else in contempt.

No wonder, born into wealthy and powerful families, they were favored by the heavens from childhood and naturally developed an arrogant disposition. This was indisputable.

Emerson here was still considered reasonable. There were even bigger fools than Emerson back home, such as Zhou Chen, who surely qualified as an odd specimen amongst them.

Now that the fish had taken the bait, Nie Zhenbang was not worried it would escape. Back home, those battle-hardened scions couldn’t defeat him, not to mention a foreign scion like this. Nie Zhenbang made up his mind to not only hook Emerson but to add fuel to the fire, so that Emerson would not have any chance to back out.

Suddenly, a hesitant expression appeared on Nie Zhenbang’s face. It was a deliberate display, meant to make Emerson believe that he could not produce such a large sum of cash.

As expected, once Emerson had fully taken in this performance, Nie Zhenbang then said, “Ten billion…just ten billion, right? Can’t I produce this small amount of money?”

To Emerson, this tone seemed a bit strained. It was completely like pretending to be more than one is, a tiger ridden too far to dismount.

Nie Zhenbang took out his checkbook and, with large, sweeping strokes, filled in the numbers. Then, he took out his private seal, breathed on it, and pressed it carefully onto the paper. Next, he tore off the check, held it between two fingers, and extended it, saying, “Here is a ten billion US dollar cashier’s check from the Swiss Bank. It’€™s cashable upon sight. We should be able to verify it on the spot, I assume.”

As Emerson reached out to take the check, Nie Zhenbang suddenly withdrew his hand and glanced at Emerson with contempt before saying, “Young Master Emerson, you think to take advantage of my ignorance of the rules? According to the rules, the authenticity of this check should not be verified by you. Moreover, if you want to verify it, bring out yours too. Of course, out of respect for Young Master Emerson’s face, I’ll accept your IOU.”

Nie Zhenbang said this deliberately, as it was clear that Emerson could not produce such a large sum of money. If he didn’t give Emerson a way out, this affair would likely end here.

On the other side, Emerson’s eyebrows raised slightly. Obviously, it was like playing a game, drawing aggro, and Nie Zhenbang very successfully drew his ire. Emerson reached out, and an attendant already had pen and paper prepared.

Emerson grabbed them, swiftly wrote an IOU for ten billion US dollars, and stipulated it was backed by all his savings, cash, and fixed assets as collateral.

On this end, Qusaid had already stepped forward, ready to speak, when Nie Zhenbang waved his hand and said, “Qusaid, bring someone from your side over. After the asset verification, we’ll start the boxing match.”

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Young Master Qusaid, Young Master Emerson, the check has been verified and is indeed a cash cashier’s check issued by the Swiss Bank. It is cashable upon sight. The Devil’s Cave can establish its foothold in Busa City because its mysterious owner is distinguished. Naturally, we have our ways.

Guided by several attendants, the crowd entered the underground boxing arena located just a wall away from the main hall, but the atmosphere was an entirely different concept. If what one felt in the hall was a sense of decay, here, it was a surging sense of hot-blooded excitement.

The underground boxing venue wasn’t very large. The entire venue’s design, much like the Colosseum of ancient Rome, was concave, accommodating around eight hundred spectators. On a level with the boxing ring, private booths designed with care surrounded the area, each separated by transparent bulletproof glass. Each VIP seat had a connecting passage. Only the front was open; this was the best viewing spot in the entire venue.

This design also fully demonstrated the ingenuity of the Devil’s Cave’s mastermind.

The entire place was suffused with a frenetic energy and clamor, the very air tinged with a hint of blood.

“Little Wu, do you feel the abnormality here?” Nie Zhenbang had sensed the distinctive aura the moment he walked in.

“Boss, there’s a scent of blood lingering throughout the boxing ring. It’s not overpowering, but it’s enough to stimulate one’s innermost desires to the maximum degree. Moreover, the heating equipment installed around the arena makes it excessively hot here. The temperature rise, as soon as you enter, gives a person an uncontrollable feeling of boiling. The person running this place is no simple character,” Wu Li quickly identified the reason. It was indeed characteristics of someone from the security bureau.

“Boss, how are you planning to handle the upcoming boxing matches? I think it’s better for me to go up. In terms of free combat and fighting skills, the people from the travel department really can’t compare with me,” Wu Li continued.

Nie Zhenbang neither agreed nor disagreed with Wu Li’s words. In terms of fighting skills, those elite soldiers from the travel department definitely lacked something. To Nie Zhenbang, they were only at the foundational level but not ready for real life-and-death combat—a fact undeniable and irrefutable. From the travel department, probably only Zhōu Kūn was capable, but Zhōu Kūn hadn’t come along.

As for Wu Li, he didn’t have too many issues with his mindset. However, given his background from the security bureau, he was inclined towards protection throughout his training. In terms of offense, Wu Li was somewhat lacking.

People from the security bureau basically learned how to protect their charges in complex environments, ensuring their safety in emergency situations and even taking bullets for them if faced with lethal threats. These were the main focuses of Wu Li’s training. While killing and attacking were also covered, they were certainly not his expertise.

Considering this, Nie Zhenbang waved his hand and said, “No rush. Let’s wait until Emerson’s boxer shows up before making a decision.”

As they spoke, the fight on the boxing stage was drawing to a close. Two boxers, one black and one white, of similar height and weight, and evenly matched in ability, had both reached their limits. Their punching speeds had also slowed. Looking at the electronic display above the ring, the odds were 3.7 to 1 for the black boxer and 4 to 1 for the white boxer. The close odds clearly reflected the fighters’ comparable strength.

Nie Zhenbang snickered coldly, the owner’s business tactics were indeed clever. Such boxing matches were undoubtedly the most profitable.

Watching the ring, Nie Zhenbang said, “That black fighter is done for, the fight is about to end.”

The statement took Wu Li by surprise. Nie Zhenbang then said, “Little Wu, did you see? The black boxer’s pupils have begun to dilate. This indicates confusion of the brain. Clearly, he is suffering from a lack of oxygen.”

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As Nie Zhenbang finished speaking, at that moment on the boxing stage, the white boxer saw an opening when the black boxer’s defense weakened. A straight punch landed directly on the black boxer’s eye socket, knocking him out cold on the ground.

The referee immediately approached, checked on the black boxer on the ground, then stood up, signaling the black boxer had passed out. He then raised the white boxer’s right hand.

At this time, a DJ in a suit stepped onto the ring, taking the microphone that hung from above, and loudly announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, scream and cheer, for up next, we have a special match featuring Russia’s Polar Bear Ivanov. With 38 consecutive one-punch KOs to his name, this is a supreme honor. His opponent will hail from the mysterious Ancient Eastern Country. Kung Fu!”

With that, he mimicked a kung fu gesture. Afterwards, the DJ’s voice heightened once again, exclaiming, “Also, outside the ring, Young Master Emerson and a mysterious guest from the East have placed a bet worth one billion US dollars. Will this be a battle of equals or a one-sided slaughter? Let us wait and see. Welcome our Polar Bear Ivanov to the stage.”

In the midst of resounding cheers and roars, on one side of the boxing ring, Ivanov made his entrance. Standing roughly at one-ninety, he was a towering, colossal figure. His sturdy muscles showcased explosive power, and his sharp gaze told all that this was a ferocious beast.

At this time, Nie Zhenbang was also quickly calculating the strength difference between Ivanov and Wu Li in his mind. However, the result was disappointing. It was clear that Wu Li was no match for Ivanov, of course, given that the match was confined to the small space of the ring. If it were merely about protecting a VIP, Nie Zhenbang believed that even someone twice as formidable would be no match for Wu Li.

After a pause, Nie Zhenbang stood up and turned to Wu Li, saying, “Little Wu, in such a confined space, you’re no match for Ivanov. This time, I’ll go up myself.”

Nie Zhenbang’s words shocked Wu Li. “Go up yourself,” Wu Li immediately shook his head and said, “Boss, that’s not possible, I will never let you risk yourself like this. Not unless I’m dead.” (