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Chapter 342 Traders!(2/2)

Chris looked at the image of Sanderson on the home screen as if he was looking at a dead person.

"I guessed wrong. Those groups of people shouldn't have been found by Chris."

"I just said that with his petty appearance, it is impossible to spend such a huge price to hype a newcomer escaper."

"But, his luck is really good!"

Chris murmured to himself, he understood that some big family should have set their sights on Sanderson and began to hype him.

That guy Carlos was just lucky and got a ride.

The purpose of the other party's hype is to lure more retail investors, pay attention to and bet on Sanderson, and then make a big profit.

This is another pig killing battle!

There are generally two types of bets Sanderson. One is bets Sanderson himself, that is, bets his elimination time. This is also the one with the highest rate, but the risk is relatively high and not very safe.

The other type is to bet on other contestants. The bet amount of other contestants is increased, which can also balance Sanderson's odds.

This type of product must have a contestant who they believe will definitely win. In this way, although the ratio is not as high as the first type, the success rate is much higher than the previous type and is much safer.

Chris guessed that the big family should have two ways to bet short, with a large amount of funds betting on the contestants arranged, and a small amount of funds directly betting on the elimination time option with a high rate.

Of course, this was just Chris' guess. He was not sure before the market was completely closed.

However, if he wants to take this ride, he must understand the main funds, that is, where the big family is entrusted, so that he can maximize his chance of victory.

Chris first glanced at the contestants who bet the most in addition to Sanderson.

Blood beast, butcher, crusher, blood claw, dark wolf, blood beauty girl.

These six are the contestants with the largest deposit amount except Sanderson, and except for the Wolf, the other five are guardians.

But to be honest, just looking at the amount of bets and basic information, he could not determine who among the six people was the selected contestant.

Without knowing insider information, this is equivalent to blocking his second safer path. The only option left for Chris is left.

Return to the Sanderson column.

Chris looked at the betting time option with a higher magnification and a maximum magnification that had reached hundreds of times, and was a little hesitant.

Should we choose to eliminate the first half hour with the highest odds, or to eliminate the second half hour to one hour, or to eliminate the second highest odds, or to other times?

The risk of this betting method is too great, and he must think carefully.

After a long time, Carlos' arrogant and flaunting look flashed through Chris's mind, and he gritted his teeth.

"Done!"

......

The seventh night.

Bai Ziyi, who was lying on the bed and eating snacks to watch a movie, suddenly realized that the influence in the screen in front of him suddenly stopped moving.

It's just like a stuck.

Of course, Bai Ziyi does not think that with the technological level of this world, there will be screen jamming.

Sure enough, a familiar figure appeared in the influence in front of him.

"Sanderson, we're meeting again."

The familiar mechanical synthesizer sounded again,

"Although I know you must not be in a very good mood now, I still can't help seeing you, hahahaha..."

Looking at the masked man in front of him whose attitude changed drastically again, Bai Ziyi sneered in his heart.

Over the past seven days, he has made up for the basic knowledge of this world through various channels, and can roughly guess the operations of the Statham family.

However, if you want to kill yourself with just one blood fight mode and a few smelly fish and rotten shrimps, these people look down on him too much.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a loser, I've made you wait for a long time."

After laughing for a while, seeing Bai Ziyi's expressionless face, the masked man's laughter finally stopped.

"Sanderson, your next game will start tomorrow, so do you have anything else to prepare for?"

"If not, then please have a sleep again."

In fact, every introducer will provide some guidance to his competitors before the competition, but Carlos wants Bai Ziyi to die immediately, so how could he do such an unnecessary thing?

After waiting for a while, I saw that Bai Ziyi still ignored him.

Although Carlos was a little dissatisfied, he was not very angry.

It's just a dying person, it's not worth getting angry with him.

"Since you didn't answer, I'll just pretend you're right."

As he said, the table in the living room separated from both sides again, and a familiar alloy box rose up.

Afterwards, Xiao Ai took the initiative to carry the box over.

"Then Sanderson player, start and have a nap, this will be your last time."

I opened the box, took a bottle of green potion casually, sniffed it gently, and then the surging sleepiness came again.

Bai Ziyi fell down with the trend.

The same steps as when I came.

Soon a large number of fully armed robots poured into the room, and then it was the same as last time.
Chapter completed!
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