428 Is This the Dwarves vs Giants?

Australie, Tasmanie, Sand Eagle headquarters.

"Boss, Club 9 is dead." The assistant of Charles, leader of the Sand Eagles, reported softly as he walked into Charles' office. "He died on his way to assassinate Hong Dali, of a car accident."

"You mean to say, the Club 9 who completed a couple of tough missions for us has died in a car accident?" Charles asked, his face full of disbelief. "Are you sure it was not deliberately caused by someone? Are you sure it's not because he blew his cover?"

"Definitely," replied the scared assistant. "We've sent people to investigate the recordings made of the scene. It was definitely an accident. Club 9 was hit by another car while trying to avoid one."

"My God…" Charles made a gesture on his chest with his hand and said, "I'm extremely disappointed by this turn of events. Since Club 9 is dead, let's get someone else then."

"All right, Boss. I got it."



The Angel of Misfortune, Vincent Iverson, walked along the streets admiring pretty women and looking at the numerous posters about the upcoming game between the Flying Bull basketball team and the Wanhao basketball team. He pouted and said, "Why is news of this competition everywhere? I hate it. I hate exercise!" After sulking for a while, Vincent Iverson saw an internet cafe and suddenly smiled. "Good, this is what I should be doing. Let's go game for a while, haha!"



Shanghai, Tianhai City, in Shiroishi Kazuma's secret hideout.

Shiroishi Kazuma laid on the bed. The white in his already thinning hair had significantly increased, and he was feeling dejected.

Going up against Hong Dali this time, he had completely lost. There was no question of it. He had always felt that he was extraordinary. Previously, he had managed to raise the standing of the Toyoda Family in the top five-hundred most influential families from the one-hundredth place to the sixteenth place within a few short years.

He did not expect that this time, he would lose to Hong Dali, a kid who had just turned eighteen.

How was he to accept this outcome?

Decisive, he contacted the Toyoda Family and activated a red alert. In the future, Hong Dali could become one of the greatest adversaries of the Toyoda Family. He had to remove Hong Dali at all costs.

Today was the date on which Qian Youjin's Wanhao basketball team would play against the Flying Bull basketball team which was bought over by Hong Dali.

There was no hidden agenda behind this match, but it was still extremely important to Shiroishi Kazuma. He simply couldn't stand losing.

"Young Master Qian, how is the publicity for the game coming along?" Shiroishi Kazuma tried his best to sit up. He was feeling much better after spending the past few days recuperating and he looked stronger.

"The preparations are getting along well at the moment." The Wanhao basketball team was, after all, a team belonging to Qian Youjin. It was the eighth strongest team in the Heavenly State and was estimated to be worth at least 2 billion. With such a team against Hong Dali's old and weak team, Qian Youjin believed that unless the sun rose from the west, there was little chance of victory for Hong Dali.

His laugh was relaxed. "I have spent 30 million on advertising in these two days. The TV station, as well as reporters from all major websites, will be there. Everyone in Tianjing City knows about the game. I have not heard any news about Hong Dali buying players from anywhere. That means everything is under control. I have the cheer-leading team ready. Once we win, we will attack Hong Dali's luck from all sides. All we have to do is to break his record of being unbeaten, and everything after that will be easier."

"Let's hope so. No matter what, we must not be careless. It would not be unthinkable that something impossible might happen when it comes to Hong Dali," replied Shiroishi Kazuma flatly. Although the family stated that they had sent out their secret team, Shiroishi Kazuma wanted very much to see Hong Dali fail with his own eyes. Even if it was only just once—that way, he would feel much better even if Hong Dali died. After all, the amount of pressure put on him by a failed Hong Dali was very different from the pressure put on him by an unbeaten Hong Dali.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shi. I have confidence in the strength of my team." Qian Youjin said with a smile. "You should take a good rest first. I have requested a live broadcast of the basketball game tonight. All you have to do is watch the game later."

"Yes, all right. I will have some rest first then."



Finally, it was 8 PM. The attention of the entire Tianjin City was focused on the friendly match between Wanhao basketball team and Flying Bull basketball team.

The advertisements for this basketball team were all over these two days. Heavenly State had always been keen on sports, and Flying Bull now had the super prodigal Dali on their side. Everyone was curious. They wanted to know which superstar would be playing on the team Hong Dali bought.

It was only 7 PM, but the entire Tianjin basketball stadium was filled up.

It was necessary to understand that people in this world attached great importance to sports. The renovated basketball court was comparative to the size of the West Fourth Loops Stadium. At that moment, the whole basketball hall was filled, and all 40,000 seats were full with more trying to get in.

The match had yet to begin, and the spectators started chatting idly.

"Wanhao basketball team, one of the eight strongest teams in Heavenly State. Each member, whether a main player or a reserve player, is exemplary. The Flying Bull basketball team may belong to Young Master, but are they up to standard? I have not heard of any famous player switching teams recently."

"Need you ask? I feel that Wanhao will definitely win this match! I just came here today to soak in the atmosphere. Didn't you see the poster? It's free anyway. Friendly match, this is supposed to be a friendly match. In actuality, the Flying Bulls are just here to be training partners for the Wanhao."

"Eh, brothers, have you placed your bets on this match? I bet one thousand yuan for Wanhao's victory!"

"No, the outcome of this match is totally expected, so the payout rate is low. No point in betting!"

"Hehe. It's precisely because the result is guaranteed that I placed a bet. The payout rate may be low, but I'll still get about two hundred yuan if I win. That's enough for some cigarettes at least…"

It was extremely low odds to get a two hundred payout for a bet of one thousand. However, despite the low odds, many placed bets on Wanhao basketball team. After all, what kind of a team was Wanhao basketball team? They had a steady placing within the top eight teams in Heavenly State. The team consisted of superstars, and every single player from the main team to the reserves was a star player.

As for the Flying Bulls? They were a group of old and weak players. Pre-game interviews yielded reliable news that no famous basketball player had joined the team. All they had were five people randomly selected by Hong Dali. They did not even have a reserve player.

Could a match like display an unexpected outcome? Definitely not.

That was why no one thought that Hong Dali's Flying Bull basketball team could win the match. Regardless of his impossible good luck, it was not possible to change the outcome of a match that depended on skill like this. Most of the spectators present were just here to soak up the atmosphere and watch the match. After all, entry was free…

As the time to the start of the match approached, the number of spectators steadily increased. Everyone was just waiting for the match to start.

Five minutes to the start of the match, the neatly attired Wanhao basketball team appeared on the court. The mood in the stadium fired up instantly. The spectators started cheering loudly, "Go, Wanhao!""You are the best!""You must win. Take them down one hundred to twenty!""Give it your best, don't underestimate your opponent."

Hearing the cheers of the audience, the members of the Wanhao basketball team were like triumphant generals who had already won, waving to the audience. Everyone looked their best and put on their most handsome and cool smile. They had clearly gone through special training.

As Tang Muxin watched the live telecast of the match, she gritted her teeth.

The Bureau Chief had warned Hong Dali not to go near any cars, so Tang Muxin had adamantly refused to allow Hong Dali out. They could only watch the live broadcast of the game in Chenhui Building. Fortunately, they had invested a sizable amount in the equipment here. It was not too bad watching the game on the huge projection screen, but not as impressive as watching it live. The little lass, feeling particularly aggrieved, spat out vehemently, "You arrogant people, I will kill you!"

The little lass was extremely protective of Hong Dali. If anyone dared to challenge Hong Dali, Tang Muxin would definitely not be cordial to them.

"Aiya, see how anxious you are." With his head on Li Nianwei's thigh, Hong Dali groaned. "Watch the match, watch the match…"

The cheers erupted in waves. When Hong Dali's Flying Bull basketball team appeared, the entire stadium was momentarily silent, before it exploded in a flurry of voices!

"There are only five of them! Only five people, do they not have any reserves?!"

"This is the first time I've seen such a team. Let me see, five players fielded, one coach… Damn, that's all?!"

"This… where did Young Master Dali get such 'excellent' players? My god, just look at their height. The tallest is only about 1.9 meters? They are of a completely different class from their opponents!"

"Yeah, the players on Wanhao are all at least two meters tall… and the ones over here are not even 1.9… Is it the Dwarves versus the Giants later? There's even a fatty there. Look at that physique. Don't tell him his nickname is 'Flying Soft'? Hahaha, I'm dying from laughter."

"Forget it, let's not care. After all, we are just here to watch the fun. Let's just watch!"

Although the voices rose in waves, there was no real conviction behind the cheers. There may be some die-hard fans of Hong Dali's, but they were soon drowned out by the other voices discussing the match. They could not be heard even if one strained their ears.

Wanhao basketball team had an exceptional number of fans. Every player on their team was also very strong. Their chance of winning was very high. If the result had already been fixed before the match began, how were they going to cheer their team on?

In front of the television screen, Tang Muxin stomped her foot indignantly. "Just you wait, we'll show you what we are capable of!"