Full-Time Public Enemy-Chapter 754 - 7900)_5

Famous players ganging up on me? Don't they have any pride left?

But the "refund" chants outside were so loud they nearly blew the roof off the stadium, so officials had no choice but to grit their teeth and consult the players for their opinions.

The players were furious—but being seasoned pros, their first reaction wasn't to beat up an official or charge at Chen Gu with provocations; instead, they called their agents.

"A group battle?" mused one agent, thoughts whirring. "I think it's doable."

"Huh? Do you know what you're talking about? You're my agent, not Chen Gu's!" the player raged.

"Don't rush. Listen to my analysis. This is a no-lose situation."

"First off, you'd be helping the Alliance out of a tight spot. They have always shown an attitude of not betraying their own. After this, you'll be considered one of the Alliance's 'own'."

"Besides, winning might be unglamorous, but it won't count as a dark spot in your history. And if you lose..."

The player roared, "If we lose, we'll lose all face!"

"No, no, no, losing is actually the best outcome!"

"What are you saying?!" The player gritted his teeth in anger.

The agent sighed. "Why don't you understand? Losing would prove that Chen Gu's strength surpasses the entire Alliance. Sooner or later, he'll become the 'god' of the Alliance! And this experience today, you can talk about it every time you're interviewed, especially after you retire. You might even make a living off of it!"

The agent knew his client couldn't grasp such complex logic. So he simply said, "Just stop worrying about it and go ask about the appearance fee. The Alliance has been backed into a corner. This is their only way out, and the fee will definitely satisfy you."

Now we're talking! the player thought, as he quickly inquired with Alliance officials.

In fact, if the agent had said all this to Chen Gu, Great Actor Chen would have understood. In his previous life, who knows how many "veteran players" made a living by going on shows to talk about "the time I got beaten by Jordan."

"Three times the normal appearance fee!" the Alliance official, sweating bullets, offered a price that nobody could refuse.

Yes, the agent was right. Although the Alliance had cut off the broadcast, countless spectators were live-streaming it themselves on various platforms!

The other players' eyes lit up. "It doesn't matter how many of us there are?"

The official, clenching his teeth, said, "Any number!"

In reality, he had initially wanted to protect Chen Gu, thinking perhaps two or three against one. But then he realized these players were cunning. Since it was already a group battle, naturally, the more people involved, the greater their advantage.

So the official gave up. Sorry, Chen Gu, I can't look out for you now. If you get beaten up today, I'll bring a fruit basket to the hospital. Consider it your sacrifice for the Alliance that nurtured you. I just need to get through today first.

Six of the eight players immediately raised their hands. "I'll go."

The other two were simply unlucky; their beasts had been badly damaged in earlier matches, leaving them unable to compete.

One against six... The Alliance official felt uneasy. Could Chen Gu agree to this?

As for the extra cost of the appearance fees, compared to the Alliance's staggering annual revenues, it was truly insignificant.

The official carefully approached Chen Gu. "Sir..." he stammered. "Uh... the other side is planning..." He tremblingly held up six fingers. "Six players want to fight."

Chen Gu was surprised. "Only six?" he asked. "I was actually hoping all eight would come at once."

The official was speechless.

Chen Gu glanced at him. "What are you waiting for?" he said. "Hurry up and announce it to the audience. Any longer and they might riot."

"Yes, right away." The official hurried off, but Chen Gu called him back. "Come back."

The official was close to tears. "You—you're not backing out, are you?"

Chen Gu became coy. "No, I'm not backing out," he said. "I just wanted to ask about, you know, my appearance fee..."

Great Actor Chen rubbed his fingers together.

The official breathed a sigh of relief. "If you're fighting six at once, the appearance fee is naturally six times higher!"

Chen Gu's eyes sparkled. "I want to fight ten... no, twenty!"

The official gave him an incredibly resentful look. What do you expect me to say? Where am I supposed to find that many people for you? Why don't you just count me in? I guarantee you could knock someone like me out with a single punch.

Chen Gu gave a sheepish smile and waved his hand. "All right, go ahead," he said. "Just to be clear, it's all for the fans. Something as trivial as an appearance fee—my 'Righteous Iron Fist' has always regarded money as filth and been generous with my wealth. I would never dwell on it, HA HA."