Police station, at 11 o'clock at night, Wang Dengming was drinking tea and sitting on an office chair. Jones Medi was drinking a can of pineapple juice, crossed his legs, moved a chair with a backrest, and sat opposite him.
Gurgling, Gurgling, Jones-Meddy blew the pineapple juice in the jar loudly. She was not drinking, but playing, competing with the pineapple juice in her hand.
The police chief said nothing, pretending to be profound, Bai~Wan\xiao! said.
She surrendered and said, "Boss, you seem to be tempted? Strongly."
Wang Dengming put down the book and asked: "Beauty, how much money can you save in a year?"
"Basically, I don't save money, and I can't save money. In order to pay off your debt, I decided that starting from this month, I will save money!"
After she finished speaking, she took a deep sip of pineapple juice. The carton of pineapple juice was dented by her.
"How much do you plan to save in a year?"
"Ten thousand a year, I will pay it back to you in four years, exactly 40,000."
"A person with a plan is a person with a future, good, very good."
"Boss, how much do you plan to save per year?"
"How to save, it's just this salary, this dead salary."
"Boss, are you really tempted?"
Wang Dengming tapped his fingers on the table very regularly, pausing every three times. After nine times, he said: "If I go, you should seriously report me to the city police station."
"Not only did I report it, I also led a team to personally arrest you."
Wang Dengming narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You are so poisonous, so you can stop paying back the money, right?"
"This is the best idea to renege on your debt. You say it, not what I say."
Wang Dengming stood up, walked up to her, took the can of pineapple juice in her hand, took a sip, and said, "If the butcher Gordon Bu gives us 200,000 yuan and we split it 50-50, will you still report me?"
Jones Medi only smiled and did not answer.
"Look at you, you are so cunning!"
"Boss, if you use black boxing, you may die at any time. Have you ever thought about it?"
"It sounds like you don't want to report me anymore?"
"If Butcher Gordon Bu digs a hole for you, you will be in big trouble."
Wang Dengming returned the pineapple juice to Jones Medi, paused, and said, "I don't think so. If he dares to play tricks on me, he will die in an ugly way. I mean, we can go and take a look. If Tu Ge What Deng said is true. Tomorrow night there will be a Chinese who challenges the night demon. I will consider repairing the night demon. On the other hand, if the butcher Gordon Bu plays with me, I will not only repair him, but also remove their The situation has been turned upside down.”
"You still want to fight."
"Whether or not to fight depends on your mood."
"So you have to go?"
"Yes, I have to go. If you report me, I will go."
Jones Medi thought for a while and said helplessly: "Okay, I won't report it. You have to let me go with you."
"You can't go."
"Why?"
"Why, we are the police of this town. We are all gone. If someone comes to ask for the police, we are not here. If they go to the city police station, we are not looking for trouble."
"I don't think so. Just one night, we just said we were going on a mission to arrest suspicious suspects. Yes, suspicious fugitives. According to Butcher Gordon Bu, we can return to the town at two o'clock in the morning. It can't be such a coincidence, something big happened in the town. Who asked the city police department to be so picky? Just send two policemen here. If something goes wrong, you can't rely entirely on us, can you?"
"Yeah, yes, we formed a united front so quickly."
"Who told you and I to owe you money?"
The next afternoon, after get off work, Wang Dengming and Jones Medi had just changed into plain clothes when Butcher Gordon Bu drove to the police station. On the way, Jones Medi wanted to make an agreement with him not to reveal his and Jones Medi's identity.
Butcher Gordon Bu begged for mercy: "Police sister, if I reveal your identity, can I still get out of the boxing ring alive?"
He thought of a question and asked Wang Dengming: "Sergeant, if you really play, you must have a nickname."
Wang Dengming said casually: "Then fangs."
"The fangs are majestic enough to bite the night demon to death, bite him to death!"
Wang Dengming reminded: "I am not a dog."
"That's the dragon. So, Sheriff, your nickname will be Flame Fang."
"Okay, whatever."
At nine o'clock, they arrived at their destination, but it was not in downtown Polson, but in an old secret factory near the city. It looked like a tire factory.
The arena is in a huge factory building.
Entering the factory, that is, the arena, requires security checks, confiscating mobile phones, daggers, firearms, etc.
There were two tall black men at the door of the iron gate, holding magnetic detectors. Their detectors searched Wang Dengming and others for a while. After finding no contraband on them, they opened the door.
Upon entering, this "boxing ring" was not as dark and smoky as expected. Six spotlights overhead illuminated the entire boxing ring brightly. The boxing ring is about 1,780 square meters, very large, with a simple boxing ring in the center.
At this moment, the audience in the venue was already crowded, with thousands of people, including men and women, old and young. They were sitting densely on the chairs that had been placed, and they looked very excited.
Butcher Gordon Bu said that people who come here are looking for thorns or placing bets!
After coming in, Wang Dengming made some inquiries and found out that just as Tu Tianbu said, there were a total of five matches tonight. There were originally four matches. Due to the life and death challenge of the Chinese boxer, one extra match was added tonight.
Many people pay attention to this battle of revenge, because it is a battle of life and death, either live or die.
