Chapter 773: Chapter 773

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the boxing match.

Early in the morning, almost the entire International Combat All-Around Championship website was buzzing with discussions about July Quinn participating in the boxing match today.

"Truly ignorant, why rush to meet death at such a young age!"

"The heavens are fair, giving July Quinn an exceptional appearance and shooting skills, but taking away her intelligence."

"All you July Quinn fanboys, admire her beauty while you can. Otherwise, after getting beaten to a pulp, you won’t have the chance."

"After the boxing match, there’s still a shooting competition for July Quinn. Too bad she won’t live to participate!"

Yet among all the naysayers, there were also some strange comments mixed in.

"My dad’s intelligence is beyond you mere humans for your whole life. Just wait, my dad will soon swell your faces."

"Grandpa forever god! Grandpa must win!"

"I bet a bag of spicy strips that July Quinn will win. Because whenever it involves her, there’s always some bizarre twist."

Perhaps these comments ignited the anger of those who didn’t support July Quinn, so many people shouted beneath these messages:

"If you have guts, don’t bet spicy strips, bet cash! I’m waiting to see you lose everything."

"Still waiting to see us get swollen, I think July Quinn’s face will soon be swollen beyond recognition." The rıghtful source is novel_fіre.net

These people might genuinely be idle, as they really started a betting post.

Regarding July Quinn’s match today, the payout rate is 1:2:97.

If July Quinn dies today, the payout rate is 1.

But if July Quinn leaves the boxing ring alive, the payout rate goes up to 2.

If July Quinn not only survives but also wins the gold, the payout rate reaches 97!

Seeing this post, Victor Hawthorne and his gang couldn’t stand it.

"Daring to speak ill of my dad like that, watch how I take you down."

Indeed, the payout rate for July Quinn winning the gold was high, but there wasn’t even a single bet placed.

Even for just surviving, no one chose it.

However, those confident July Quinn would die on the boxing stage had already wagered two million.

Victor Hawthorne, cursing, took his keyboard to ask his dad for three million.

Upon learning it was to support July Quinn, Mr. Hawthorne was more than happy to give the money.

After all, during the Stillwater Villa opening ceremony, their family witnessed the close interaction between Lord Keaton and July Quinn.

By rounding up, July Quinn was like Victor Hawthorne’s aunt, part of the family!

For a family member, one ought not to be stingy.

So, Mr. Hawthorne even added five million of his own and asked Victor to help place a bet.

Not only that, but he also forwarded the post to July Quinn.

"Dad, I bet eight million for you!"

Victor thought his father was probably busy and wouldn’t have time for what seemed like a child’s tattling.

Unexpectedly, he got a reply in less than five seconds.

"Bet ten million for me."

Victor got a little excited and asked immediately:

"Dad, are you sure you’ll win?"

"I should be able to win."

July Quinn’s response gave Victor the assurance he needed.

So, not only did he add to his bet, but he also asked his buddies to put their pocket money to earn some side cash...

Meanwhile, inside a hotel under the International Combat All-Around Championship branch—

Bianca White’s computer software suddenly alerted her that one of her posts had received over 19 million.

After Bianca checked the destination of this 19 million, she couldn’t help but sneer.

"Nineteen million on July Quinn winning the gold? Does this person have so much money they need to flaunt it?"