The betting had opened and the soldiers on-site were excited again.
When someone foolishly courted death, nobody disliked it.
Everyone believed Song Heping wouldn't withstand Andre's punch, so they all bet on Song Heping to lose.
Old Demon asked Song Heping in a low voice, "Are you really going to fight? Look at his fists—I doubt you can take even one punch! Don't throw your life away here!"
Song Heping flexed his joints and countered Old Demon, "Do you still have the remaining six hundred US dollars on you?"
Old Demon nodded, startled, "Of course, I have it. I would never leave the money in the store."
Then his eyes widened, "Are you seriously going to fight?"
Song Heping said, "Ask your cousin if he can lend you an extra four hundred to make it a thousand, then bet on me to win."
Old Demon cursed, "Fuck, are you serious? What are your chances?"
He knew Song Heping had some training, but how could any amount of training enable him to defeat Andre the giant?
The two were not even in the same weight class; how could they fight?
Song Heping said, "Fifty-fifty."
Old Demon almost cursed again, "Fifty-fifty?! You're willing to risk everything on those odds? Man, you are insane!"
Song Heping started doing the math, "It's 10 to 1 odds. A thousand US dollars. If I win, that's ten thousand. We split it. You won't need to borrow money for a plane ticket, and I can temporarily cover my siblings' living expenses."
"Ah..."
Old Demon sighed deeply.
He knew he couldn't stop him.
Song Heping could disregard anything, but he cared most about his brother and sister.
Old Demon sighed and said, "Alright, I'll go crazy with you, seeing as things have come to this. Worst comes to worst, I'll ask my family to send money for a plane ticket."
After speaking, he really went to ask his cousin Donald for money.
Song Heping took off his coat to get ready for the stage, and Thomas stopped him, "Song, I only introduced you to a job. You don't have to gamble with your life."
Song Heping smiled and responded, "It's okay, if things don't work out, I'll make my own escape. I won't throw my life away."
He added, "I said my name is SONG, not SANG!"
Thomas mulled it over seriously and finally still called out, "Song!"
"FK!"
Song Heping was completely speechless and headed straight to the ring.
Andre had been waiting in the ring already.
He really couldn't understand what courage had led Song Heping to dare to step into the ring with him.
He'd been here for three months and had never lost on this ring.
Fighting wasn't about the money for Andre; he enjoyed beating up these American soldiers, as he naturally disliked Americans.
As a Da Maozi, even though he was earning US dollars now, it didn't stop his disdain for these guys.
"Kid, I don't want to kill you, at least you don't annoy me."
"So, should I thank you?"
Song Heping gave a slight smile as his gaze swept over Andre.
Before making a move, one must always observe carefully if there's a chance, just like a scout wanting to breach a stronghold must first carry out a recon to find any gaps in the fortress's defenses.
The same is true for tactics and individual soldiers.
"I have a question." Song Heping asked Donald who was below the stage, "What are the rules here?"
Donald spread his hands, "No rules, this is not an Olympic venue, why, are you scared?"
Song Heping asked, "You mean, I just need to knock him down?"
Donald and the people beside him all burst into laughter, he kept nodding, "Yes, as long as you have the skill."
Hearing that there were no rules, Song Heping relaxed.
If it were boxing rules, he really wasn't sure he could win, but with no limits and no rules, there was still a chance of victory.
He had already figured out Andre's situation.
Unfortunately, this guy didn't have many weaknesses.
Typically, muscly guys have very developed muscles, which is good for resistance to hits and strength, but their usual weakness is their lower body or lack of flexibility.
After seeing Andre's legs, Song Heping was somewhat disappointed.
The opponent's lower body didn't seem weak, there weren't any weaknesses to attack there.
He had to look for other weaknesses then.
Song Heping had received professional training in this area; military combat skills around the world had long studied human vulnerabilities thoroughly.
As long as it was a human, even Tyson had these weaknesses, unless he wasn't human.