Facing this group of people, Li Mo never had the thought of retreating. It was fine that they didn't provoke me, but I didn't expect that there were actually guys looking for death.
"Mr. Qin, Mr. Jim, we all have something to say." Boss Scar said at this time, with a sharp look in his eyes, "If you really want to show off, I can provide convenience for you."
It seemed like he was trying to stop a fight, but in fact he was reminding them not to be sarcastic and go straight to the gambling table or the ring.
A rich man began to speak.
"Mr. Qin, that man said to go directly to the ring and give you a lesson you will never forget."
As soon as the rich man spoke, other rich men echoed. Going into the ring, the stimulation of blood will make them more excited.
Boss Scar stood up and raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down. He stared at Li Mo like a hungry wolf and said, "Do you dare to go to the ring? If you dare and can accept the round battle, I will do it today." Stand up for you."
Li Mo's eyes were calm, and he put down the coffee cup in his hand gracefully and said: "If I lose, I can lose up to 100 million U.S. dollars. If he loses, it will be 800 million U.S. dollars. So you shouldn't ask me, but ask him." "
Boss Scar looked at Li Mo for more than ten seconds before nodding and communicating with the seven rich men.
"Mr. Qin, the seven parties have decided to join forces to deal with you. As long as you have the ability to accept their round of battles, they will provide 800 million U.S. dollars in funds together."
A slight smile appeared at the corner of Li Mo's mouth.
"Each of them brought one or two high-quality antiques tonight. If you have the ability to challenge, you can go to the gambling table after the arena match."
May stood by and translated the main things they discussed.
After about ten minutes, Boss Scar reached an agreement with them. He walked up to Li Mo and said: "My rules, no matter which one of you wins, the other person's life must be kept. I will take a five-point commission from the winning funds."
Li Mo stood up and smiled: "If I keep winning to the end, I will give you ten commission points."
Boss Scar's eyes changed slightly, he nodded and reached out to shake his hand: "If you win to the end, you will be my friend, Lao Dao. As long as you stay in Boston for one day, I will keep you safe."
"I'm very happy to have you as my friend."
"this way please."
Lao Dao admired him very much at this time. If this young man was not a madman, he must be a powerful guy. He is Chinese, and he knows that there are real martial arts masters in the ancient Chinese kingdom, and their martial arts are terrifying.
The arena was in another space. When a group of people arrived there, they saw a beast cage in the middle of the huge place, surrounded by bleacher seats.
"Mr. Qin, I have specially cleared the arena for you today. Previously, the people who came to the ring to bet were a few of them fighting against each other. We will see how you perform later."
Lao Dao motioned to his men to open the iron door of the cage. Fatty's eight men had already begun to take off their clothes and do warm-up exercises. At this time, ten heavily armed men walked in from another door and surrounded the place.
"I stress again, no one is allowed to die, otherwise I will treat him to peanuts."
Li Mo also began to take off his coat, revealing his relatively thin figure.
"Mr. Qin, are you sure you want to do this?" Wuyue took his clothes and her tone became colder.
"If I win, I will reward each of you with a house when I return to the country. So you should bless me to win, instead of always being suspicious of me."
Lao Dao's men got a set of clean clothes and protective equipment. Li Mo didn't shy away from having beautiful women around him at all. He took off his long legs and put on shorts. Dashan stepped forward to wrap a white belt around him and whispered: " Director Gao has revealed your skills to me. Although I don’t understand why you are doing this, you must have a reason to do it. Be careful later, this is an unlimited arena confrontation.”
"I thought you didn't know, don't worry."
A burly black man with a height of 1.9 meters entered the cage. He kept doing various boxing movements, and then raised his middle finger provocatively toward Li Mo outside, and then pointed it down.
"Break off his finger."
May said in a deep voice.
"You're so beautiful, don't scream and kill. That's not good." Li Mo smiled at her and stepped into the cage unhurriedly. The iron door was locked from the outside.
The two confronted each other, and someone outside rang the bell.
The group of rich people suddenly became excited and roared. No need to translate. Li Mo also understood a few commonly heard words.
The black man with strong tendons immediately attacked Li Mo, and as soon as the figure rushed forward, he hit him on the head with a huge fist.
Too slow, punching too slow.
Li Mo swayed slightly, narrowly avoiding the opponent's fist, and was very flexible to get out of the opponent's attack range. The black man missed his punch, and his strong right leg swept directly across his left leg. These people have been tempered over and over again, and even a piece of wood may be broken by a single sweep.
Obviously they underestimated Li Mo's flexibility. They were about to hit him, but they always managed to dodge it at the last moment.
The two began to confront each other. The black man always took the initiative and attacked aggressively, while Li Mo was always suppressed and could only rely on his thin body to evade.
The people watching outside started shouting and cursing, as if they were scolding Li Mo for being a coward who only knew how to avoid and did not dare to fight.
The two struggled for three minutes, but the black man had no results at all. Even if he touched the other's body, it was not painful or itchy. His physical energy was depleted a lot, and his attack frequency was slightly reduced. A leg sweep missed, and he was about to reorganize his body and stabilize his center of gravity. Who would have thought that Li Mo, who had been avoiding, would suddenly take the initiative to counterattack for the first time. He also swept with a sweep, too fast, and his momentum was like a rainbow.
With a Kacha sound, the harsh sound of bone breaking resounded in the cage, and the roaring people outside suddenly fell silent. I saw the black man as strong as a bear lying on the ground. His left leg was obviously deformed, and he was holding his calf in pain and screaming.
The outcome of the battle came so suddenly, and Li Mo, who had always avoided it, seized the opportunity to decide the outcome with just one strike at lightning speed.
The black man's left leg has been broken, which means he has no ability to fight anymore, Li Mo Sheng. The cage opened, and two men came in and carried the injured black man out.
Li Mo stood there looking down at the wealthy people and said, "Do you want to continue?"
The fat man nodded to another black man next to him. The latter jumped off the stands and walked into the cage. He was a little smaller, and his arms were longer than ordinary people. There was a scar more than 20 centimeters long on his chest.
Li Mo glanced at him, focusing on his legs. As the bell rang, the second round of gambling began. Li Mo pretended to attack and rushed forward. The opponent immediately subconsciously made a defensive move.
"It turned out that I was practicing Muay Thai."
Li Mo figured out the opponent's details in one try. His lower body was very stable when practicing Muay Thai, and his leg skills were very good, from kicking wooden stakes to big kicks. Once he was hit, it would still cause some trouble.
The two began to test and attack each other back and forth again. After fighting for about two minutes, the other party seemed to have caught Li Mo's flaw and rushed forward to protect his neck. The hard knee was already towards his chest. Come on top.
The blow was very fast, but his plan was destined to fail. Suddenly, his knee was blocked by a hand. He felt that it was hitting the cotton, and then a more powerful force burst out from the opponent's palm. When he came out, he couldn't control his body shape, and he flew into the air when the opponent pushed him.
Li Mo lunged forward, turned around and kicked the guy violently, knocking the guy out, hitting the cage, and then rolled to the ground.
He did not continue to attack. He knew best how powerful the kick just now was. The kid would never have the strength to stand up again.
Sure enough, the guy who rolled to the ground lay twitching on the ground.
Lao Dao, the owner here's eyes have changed. He has a new estimate of Li Mo's combat effectiveness. No wonder he has such a crazy tone and dares to accept the round battle. These two black men had participated in ring competitions before, and they were very ruthless, but they didn't expect to lose so badly and were knocked out.
Dashan had known his methods for a long time, so he was just slightly relieved in his heart, but the other three seemed to be looking at a monster. This guy is so powerful, does he still need to protect himself? I always feel that I came to the United States not to protect him, but to help him with his work.
The few wealthy people outside the prison all shut up. They came together to discuss something. The two bodyguards around the fat man failed so miserably. It is estimated that two more bodyguards on stage will not help, and they will also make him earn an extra 200 million US dollars.
Lao Dao was called over by Fatty, and they communicated for a while. Lao Dao walked to the cage and said solemnly: "Mr. Qin, they said that if you accept one against three, they will block 300 million U.S. dollars at once, plus a fine antique. Do you dare to accept it?"
"No, this is an unfair challenge to Mr. Qin." Dashan stepped forward and refused, "If they lose the third challenge, will they ask Mr. Qin to fight one against six? It's ridiculous, it's not fun. Stop playing now."
"Mr. Qin, let's drop this matter and stop playing with them."
Xingkong also stepped forward and said solemnly that their first priority was to ensure Li Mo's safety. If it was a one-on-one fight, Li Mo could still make a few moves with his hand, but it would definitely not work against three against one.
Those guys looked ruthless at first sight, and they would definitely surround Li Mo at all costs when they entered the cage for gambling. As long as one person hugged him, the other two could launch a fatal attack.
May and Thorny also stepped forward. This time the four of them had the same attitude.
Lao Dao looked at the four of them, and then at Li Mo standing in the cage: "Mr. Qin, what did you think about it?"
Li Mo walked to the edge of the cage, looked at the rich men calmly and said calmly: "I want to know first what are the fine antiques you brought out? Don't just bring out a piece of rubbish to tease me, I am Although people like antiques, they are not stupid.”
"Mr. Qin.
. "
Dashan was about to stop him, but was stopped by Li Mo's eyes.
The fat man glanced at the island woman next to him. She took the long cylinder from the hand of a bodyguard, walked to the cage in small steps, took out a painting from the long cylinder, and said in very blunt Chinese before opening it: "A Chinese painting. The famous painting "Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes" from the Southern Song Dynasty."
