"Brother Kuang, if he really survived 25 games, would you let him go?" Asked Wan Tianpeng.
"Ha ha, I promised him so, but I didn't plan to let him go! In the twenty-five games, there will be five-star experts from Fengyun hall. They will fight in turns. This kid will not be killed alive, but will also be exhausted alive. " Zhou Kuang said with a grim smile.
A group of bodyguards around showed a sudden awakening expression. The reason why Zhou Kuang just said that to Shen Lang was that he was not prepared to let Shen Lang go alive.
The cheers at the scene were deafening. The big dog came on the stage and was beating a white boxer.
"Big dog, knock him out!"
"Big dog, three million, I'm betting on you!"
"big dog awesome, kill him!"
The audience roared excitedly.
No matter how far social civilization evolves, the primitive animal nature hidden by human beings still exists. Aggressive is every man 's character, but everyone' s performance is different.
Instead, it is a modern boxing match, which is also very popular. To be a little bit smaller, you can take YY from the fantasy novels, and imagine that you have the ability of the protagonist, which also proves the aggressive character in human bones.
Not only men, but also many women.
These shouting audiences seem to be no different from rogues and ruffians, but almost everyone is a social upper class person with a wealth of at least ten million.
The entrance fee for tonight's championship match is about 100000 yuan. There are more than 300 spectators on the scene. The entrance fee for the sixth floor alone is more than 30 million yuan, not to mention the money earned by gambling.
Several strong men came to the backstage with Shen lang. they put on the clothes for the competition and didn't wear boxers.
There are basically no rules in the underground ring here, just like the fight between life and death, and the crueler you fight, the more the audience likes it. In today's championship, there's even a big bonus for killing opponents.
The players on the court are basically for killing people.
Shen Lang's face is extremely gloomy. He hasn't dared to tease him so much. After solving this problem, Zhou Kuang is the first person Shen Lang wants to kill.
"Mr. Shen, do you need to warm up first?" Asked a bald man.
This man is the bald man who led the way to Shen Lang before. Looking at Shen Lang, he shows a little bit of banter around his mouth.
Shen Lang snorted coldly, "no need, let me play now."
The bareheaded man looked at the arena, and the battle in the metal cage was coming to an end.
The white boxer fell to the ground and was climbing forward.
"Hahaha!"
With a cruel smile, the big dog stepped back a dozen steps, sprinted with one lunge, and his huge body was like a wind. He hit him with his elbow and pressed him hard against the white boxer.
"Dong!"
The scene can hear a heavy dull noise, the white boxer's chest even by the big dog hit sunken! There was only one scream, and he was killed on the spot.
"Big dog, big dog, big dog!"
The cheers on the scene became louder and louder, and the big dog showed a wild smile. He was narcissistic and extended his arms, as if he was the champion of the boxing.
One side of the host picked up the microphone in his hand and shouted excitedly, "do you want the big dog to continue to challenge?"
The roar under the stage was louder. This kind of underground black boxing arouses the blood in the hearts of the audience. They are too lazy to care about whether people are dead or not. They only care about who the next boxer is and who will be killed!
Big dog said with a big smile: "Damn it, I have to fight ten times today. There are five more!"
"Big dog!"
"Mighty dog!"
It's going to be a good ten? What courage it takes! The big dog's arrogant posture made the scene extremely hot, and a large number of audience shouted the name of the big dog.
"It's worthy of our championship last week. The big dog is really full of momentum!" The host roared and continued, "OK, let's see who the next challenger is!"
The host took the card from a strong man, his face became a little surprised, and he said: "the next challenger's name is very strange, it seems to be arranged temporarily. It's called Shen lang. it's like a little white face! This challenge arena is not a master. Let's see if Shen Lang boxer has the strength. "
"Shen Lang? Who, I haven't heard of it! "
"Let him go! Come here with a strong one! "
"That is to say, let him go. We're here to see boxing, not to beat children!"
There are unpleasant calls and curses coming from the audience.
The host said in a loud voice: "it seems that everyone is not optimistic about this fighter named Shen Lang, but since they have the courage to die, we can not refuse. All right, let's invite the white face of Shen Lang to the stage. "
There was a lot of laughter from the scene. Even the host called him "little white face". How much rubbish is this sinking wave? Some of the audience are looking forward to how Shen Lang was killed.
Soon, in the audience's sobs, Shen Lang strides over.
The big dog is more than two meters tall and has bulging muscles. It is not as strong as a man. He has the perfect body that the fierce men admire most.
Shen Lang, who looks much thinner, is only about 1.8 meters tall, and there are countless boos on the court.
In fact, Shen Lang's physique is very strong, and his muscles belong to the introverted type. Although it doesn't look as exaggerated as a big dog, it is very tight and strong, and every inch of muscle seems to be full of terrible explosive force.
The old man said that the real body training is not skin and flesh, but bone and collaterals, meridians, and Qi and blood!
To practice skin and flesh is only the rudest and lowest form of exercise.
"Fuck, this is fucking funny!"
"What's the qualification of such rubbish? Get out!"
"I'm dizzy, handsome boy. I can't think of killing myself. Is it lovelorn? Find this way to end it?" A female audience screamed.
The scene is full of shouting and swearing. No one is optimistic about Shen Lang. In their eyes, the strength of the body determines everything.
Shen Lang, expressionless, walked to the challenge arena under the escort of several strong men.
The metal door closed.
The big dog looked at the waves that were shorter than himself, and looked extremely contemptuous. He cried, "I don't fight with rubbish. It's insulting!"
"That's it. Get the kid off!"
"Big dog, break this kid's neck!"
There was a bad roar around the scene. The big dog raised his middle finger to Shen Lang and smiled cruelly: "garbage, you'd better go home and drink more milk, you and him. Mom doesn't deserve to fight me! "