After the Divorce, I Found a Thousand Bitcoins - Chapter 61
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I Got Divorced and Found a Thousand Bitcoins Episode 061
The day of the fight.
Kang Hyeon headed to the EFC Arena in Las Vegas.
It was EFC’s dedicated arena where fights that weren’t numbered events were mainly held.
This fight was also one of the side events, not a numbered event, but it was a card that included a lightweight championship fight.
When he arrived at the EFC Arena, there was a man who had come out to greet Kang Hyeon.
“Mr. Choi.”
“Richard, you came in person?”
“Haha! When a friend comes to Vegas, I have to come meet him in person.”
Kang Hyeon smiled seeing Richard who was now even using the term ‘friend.’
“Have you been well?”
“I’ve been very well. Thanks to Mr. Choi solving the biggest headache I had recently.”
“That’s fortunate.”
“By the way, it seems like Mr. Choi has been moving very busily. You’re doing another major business venture in India.”
The two men continued their conversation as they walked.
“There happened to be a good opportunity.”
If it’s a nickel mine, it’s certainly not strange to invest that much money. I heard SS Group, a major Korean corporation, also joined?”
“Yes. After all, I can’t handle the mining by myself.”
“Next time if there’s a good business opportunity, let’s work together with JP Morgan too. I’ll give you my full support.”
Kang Hyeon’s lips curved up at JP Morgan’s offer to become a business partner.
“Of course.”
As he was moving toward the octagon while having various conversations with Richard.
“Richard?”
When he turned his head, he saw a bald, large-framed white man standing there.
“Oh, Dana. Long time no see.”
“Haha! Richard, it’s really been a long time. Did you come to watch the fights?”
“More precisely, I came to meet a friend rather than watch the fights. Mr. Choi, this is Dana Blue, the CEO of EFC.”
“I’m Kang Hyeon Choi.”
“I’m Dana Blue. Just call me Dana.”
While shaking hands, Dana observed Kang Hyeon.
‘Someone Richard Blake calls a friend? What exactly is this man’s identity?’
If he was someone that Richard Blake, a core executive of JP Morgan, would call a friend, then Kang Hyeon was certainly no ordinary person either.
Naturally, Dana became curious about him.
“But Kang Hyeon Choi sounds like a Korean name, doesn’t it?”
“That’s right. I run a small business in South Korea.”
“Uhaha! If what Mr. Choi does is small business, then our JP Morgan would be a neighborhood bank.”
Richard subtly mentioned Kang Hyeon’s capabilities.
Dana’s voice couldn’t help but become more respectful.
“You must be doing big business. By the way, if you came to watch today’s fights, did you come to see Mad Dog’s fight?”
Mad Dog.
That was Kang Chan-wook’s ring name.
It was a nickname given because he enjoyed brawling with opponents like a mad dog.
“Yes. More precisely, I’m sponsoring fighter Kang Chan-wook.”
“Oh! I see. He’s a fighter I’ve been watching very closely too. Let’s have dinner together after the fight ends.”
“Understood. Then let’s set aside some time.”
“Haha, sounds good. I’ll stop by Kang Chan-wook’s waiting room after the event ends.”
“Yes, then I’ll see you then.”
Dana also exchanged greetings with Richard and walked away.
Watching Dana leave, Kang Hyeon expressed his gratitude to Richard.
“Thank you for introducing me to a good person.”
“Not at all. If anything, Dana will be the one benefiting. Well, let’s go watch the fights.”
“Yes.”
Connections with people were spreading into other connections.
As he walked toward the octagon again with Richard, he saw people gathered around a desk.
“What’s that over there, with people gathered like that?”
Richard answered Kang Hyeon’s question with a smile.
“They’re betting.”
“Betting?”
“Yes. They predict the winner of today’s fights, place money on it, and if they’re right, they get money back. Aren’t you interested in that sort of thing, Mr. Choi?”
“I’ve never done it before.”
During college, there were friends around him who did sports betting.
But Kang Hyeon didn’t feel any particular reason to do it.
Today he wasn’t really thinking about it either, but.
“Mad Dog? What kind of anime-like nickname is that?”
“He’s Korean?”
“Hey hey, forget the Korean. He’s going to lose anyway.”
“His opponent is from Dagestan. Of course he’ll lose.”
Hearing such talk, he couldn’t just let it pass.
When he looked up at the electronic board, he could see the odds.
[Kan Zapir: -1,800]
[Chanyuk Kang: +900]
The problem was that even looking at the odds, he didn’t know what was what.
Then Richard spoke from beside him.
“Chanyuk Kang is a complete underdog.”
“How do you read those odds?”
“It’s simple. To earn 100 dollars by betting on Kan Zapir, you’d have to bet 1,800 dollars, and if you bet 100 dollars on Chanyuk Kang, you earn 900 dollars.”
“Hmm… At that rate, what do they see as Chan-wook’s win probability?”
“10 percent.”
An overwhelming underdog.
The reason such odds came out was understandable in a way.
“Kan Zapir is known as a gatekeeper in the welterweight division. He’s also a ranker and when he was younger, he was a fighter with championship experience.”
“Why did he end up fighting such a fighter? Today is essentially Kang Chan-wook’s debut…”
“His opponent might have pulled out and his participation was suddenly decided. For rookies, it’s not easy to refuse such requests.”
In the end, it meant the opponent was decided by circumstances.
‘But Kang Chan-wook’s body was emitting an intense light.’
When he first discovered Chan-wook, he had also emitted a red light.
And he became the winner of the Challenge and advanced to EFC.
‘This time too, he was emitting an intense light. He’s an underdog, but regardless of that, he’ll definitely win.’
Kang Hyeon, who had confidence in Kang Chan-wook’s victory, walked to the desk.
“Welcome. Will you be betting?”
“What’s the maximum for betting?”
“Up to 100,000 dollars is possible.”
People around murmured at Kang Hyeon asking about the maximum bet as soon as he appeared.
“What? That Asian guy?”
“Did he hit the jackpot or something?”
“The clothes he’s wearing don’t look that impressive.”
“Isn’t he Chinese? Those guys have a lot of money.”
“Nah, Chinese people don’t dress that neatly.”
Ignoring the words coming from here and there, Kang Hyeon held out his card.
“I’ll bet 100,000 dollars on fighter Kang Chan-wook.”
“Are you talking about Mad Dog?”
“Yes.”
“Hahaha! This guy doesn’t know EFC at all! Hey, Asian friend! Mad Dog is a rookie who debuted today. Meanwhile, Kan Zapir is a veteran who’s fought 10 matches in EFC alone!”
A pot-bellied White Man who was listening nearby kindly explained.
But Kang Hyeon didn’t change his words.
“One hundred thousand dollars on Mad Dog Kang Chan-wook, please.”
“Ah, yes. Understood.”
The payment was processed quickly.
One hundred thousand dollars was a lot of money, but it wasn’t a problem within Kang Hyeon’s limit.
After finishing the payment and receiving the receipt, Kang Hyeon turned around and said to the kind White Man.
“Mad Dog will win today.”
“Ha! That’s impossible. Hey, Lady! Ten thousand dollars on Kan Zapir!”
“Ooh-!! Ten thousand dollars.”
“That guy’s got some serious guts too.”
“I’ll bet on Kan too!”
“Mad Dog doesn’t stand a chance!”
Listening to the continued betting behind him, Kang Hyeon headed toward the Octagon.
Watching this, Richard thought.
‘Did he bet on Mad Dog because he’s the main sponsor? Well, since my friend is doing it, maybe I should try too?’
He headed toward the Desk.
* * *
[The match is over. Miguel wins by decision.]
[The dark matches have ended boringly with three consecutive decision victories.]
[CEO Dana’s expression is twisting. She doesn’t seem pleased.]
[CEO Dana always wants exciting matches. There’s no way she’d like today’s fights.]
EFC was officially broadcast in South Korea through YouTube and Pai TV.
Unless it was a numbered event, the viewership wasn’t usually great, but today was different.
[Viewers: 35,477]
The YouTube live viewers exceeded 35,000, showing the hot interest from Koreans.
Considering the EFC official channel barely exceeded 80,000 viewers, this was an incredible number.
There was a matchup that drew such interest from Korean fans.
[Korean fans, thank you for waiting! Finally, Mad Dog Kang Chan-wook is making his entrance!]
With EDM-style entrance music, Kang Chan-wook appeared.
Unlike during the weigh-in, the camera captured him entering with flesh back on his face and his body enlarged.
[Kang Chan-wook looks to be in very good condition.]
[He looked quite struggling during yesterday’s weigh-in, but it seems he rebounded well.]
Comments from viewers exploded at Kang Chan-wook’s entrance.
-He’s here!!
-Let’s go!!
-I made a patriotic bet! Win!!
-Chan-wook! Even if you lose, fight fiercely!
└That’s unlucky saying it’s okay to lose!
└Since you’re doing it anyway, win!
└Go with cicada boxing like Kim Hyeon-su!
-Building victories comes first!
With the fans’ passionate support, Kang Chan-wook entered the Octagon.
[Mad Dog!! Kang Chan-wook enters the Octagon!]
Following him, his opponent Kan Zapir made his entrance.
True to being a veteran who fought 10 matches in EFC alone, he entered with a relaxed face and lightly warmed up after entering the Octagon.
[Kan Zapir shows a relaxed demeanor befitting a veteran.]
[Actually, for today’s match, gamblers predicted Kan Zapir’s overwhelming victory.
His experience is such a dangerous weapon.]
[He’s not just experienced, but his wrestling and jiu-jitsu skills are excellent, so once you’re taken down, it might be hard to get back up.]
[Plus, in his last fight, he showed greatly improved boxing skills too.]
[What’s even scarier is that Kan Zapir has never been KO’d once in his 35 professional fights.]
Professional record: 35 fights, 25 wins, 10 losses.
Before coming to EFC, he won all his matches, showing his overwhelming ground skills.
Having no KO losses spoke to his fearsome durability.
-That’s terrifying.
-Hey, shouldn’t Korean commentators be a bit biased?
-It just shows how tough the opponent is.
-Even if they tried to be biased, the difference is too overwhelming.
-I really don’t understand why Kang Chan-wook is fighting Kan.
-He got in as a replacement, but the opponent is too strong.
Korean fans also didn’t stray far from expecting Kang Chan-wook to lose.
Kang Chan-wook, waiting for the match to start in his corner, talked with his coach Kim Hyeon-su.
“Chan-wook, that guy is strong, but if you win today’s match, you’ll immediately enter the rankings.”
“Yes.”
“The moment you enter the rankings, your life changes. So let’s do this calmly.”
“Understood.”
Kang Chan-wook nodded and turned to watch his opponent Kan Zapir.
‘I know he’s dangerous. But I will win.’
Household matters and other concerns no longer entered his mind.
He focused only on how to deal with his opponent Kan Zapir.
‘I will win, I must win.’
As if hypnotizing himself with this resolve, the Referee extended his hand toward Kang Chan-wook.
“Are you ready?!”
When he nodded, the Referee pointed to his opponent Kan Zapir for confirmation.
“Are you ready?!!”
Kan also nodded.
“Fight!!”
The match began.
As Kang Chan-wook walked toward the center of the Octagon, his opponent also walked out and extended his fist.
He was requesting a glove touch for a clean fight.
Just as Kang Chan-wook reached out to respond with a glove touch.
Swoosh-!!
Kan Zapir disappeared from his view.
[Ah-!! Kan Zapir’s surprise takedown!! This is dangerous!!]
A surprise takedown after luring him into a glove touch.
It was clearly a situation difficult for anyone to avoid.
Just when everyone was shocked, knowing it would be dangerous if he got taken down.
Crack!!
“Ugh!!”
With a dull sound, Kan Zapir’s head snapped backward.
[Kang Chan-wook’s knee kick explodes!!]
[As if he predicted Kan Zapir’s unsportsmanlike play, Kang Chan-wook delivers a devastating knee kick!!]
Kan Zapir seemed to take damage and backed away.
‘Damn! I made a mistake. No way he was prepared for that…!’
As Kan backed away to recover from the damage, he saw Kang Chan-wook charging at him.
‘Shit! If we clinch, I have the advantage!’
The moment he tried to grab Kang Chan-wook for a clinch fight, a punch from his blind spot struck his jaw.
Crack!!
“Ugh…!”
His vision went dark from the unexpected blow.
And then.
Thwack-!!
Kang Chan-wook’s right hook struck Kan Zapir’s temple precisely.
‘Damn… it…!’
Two jaw strikes and one temple strike were enough to bring down the iron-chinned Kan Zapir.
As Kan fell, he saw Kang Chan-wook looking down at him and turning his body.
‘Monster… bastard…’
That was the last thing Kan saw.
Thud!!
[He’s… he’s down!! Kan Zapir has fallen and the referee is stopping the fight right there!! It’s a first-round KO victory for Kang Chan-wook!!]
Fight time: 16 seconds.
Kang Chan-wook knocked out Kan Zapir with a right hook, recording his first EFC victory.
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