Liuhe City, underground boxing ring.
Faced with Lao Maozi Roshan's naked provocation, everyone's expressions were extremely ugly. This was a contempt and provocation for everyone present.
Finally, a young man jumped into the ring. For thousands of years, China has never lacked warriors.
In underground boxing arenas, people are allowed to come on stage to fight midway.
The young man pointed at Old Man Pushkin, "Hey! You're such a stupid guy, you beat my senior brother to death. I want to avenge my senior brother!"
Lao Maozi Roshan grinned and said in broken Chinese: "Who is your senior brother? Who are you? My men will not kill unknown people."
The young man gritted his teeth and said: "Chen Mang, my senior brother Chu Qiao was the one who had his head smashed by you. Today, I must avenge my senior brother."
Lao Maozi Roshan grinned widely, "Hey hey hey, you mean the person whose head was smashed by me. Since you miss him so much, I will send you down to meet him."
"Open the odds, I want to place a bet!"
"Open the odds, I want to place a bet!"
"Open the odds. I'll bet 100 million on Pushkin to win."
The audience in the audience became excited. Everyone knew that Lao Maozi Roshan would definitely win. This was a great opportunity to make money!
Zhang Shaohua's face turned ugly. Everyone knew that Lao Maozi Roshan would definitely win. If you open the odds, you will definitely lose your underwear. But if you don't open the odds, the reputation of the boxing ring will be gone. Who will come next time? Watch a boxing match.
The reason why everyone comes to watch the boxing match is firstly to relieve stress, and the most important reason is to gamble.
If there is no way to gamble in the boxing ring, a lot of fun will be lost.
Li Yuanlong looked at Zhang Shaohua with a half-smile but not a smile, "Mr. Zhang, hurry up and open the odds. You can't afford it. If that's the case, I advise everyone not to come here in the future. Your boxing ring should be closed as soon as possible!" "
"Open the odds! Open the odds! If not, the ticket will be refunded."
"Open the odds! Open the odds! If you don't open, we'll close!"
The audience in the audience started to boo.
Zhang Shaohua gritted his teeth and said, "Open the odds. Pushkin will pay two to one against Chen Mang, and Chen Mang will pay one to two against Pushkin."
Li Yuanlong curled his lips, "Tsk, it's only two for one, Mr. Zhang is such a big boss, so stingy!"
"snort!"
Zhang Shaohua's face was livid, and he even had to pay for his underwear at odds of two to one. During this period, he had already lost hundreds of millions of yuan because of Lao Maozi Roshan.
But if you offer odds of 1 to 1, the audience will definitely not agree, because people with a discerning eye will see that the strength is not equal.
Now, even though I know it is a losing business, I still have to grit my teeth and stick to it, unless I defeat Lao Maozi Roshan.
However, looking at the old man who looks like a mountain of meat, who can defeat him?
"Place your bets, place your bets, place your bets quickly!" The audience rushed to the betting counter to register. After all, this was a sure-profit business, and only fools would not place bets. Everyone just hated the fact that they didn't have enough money.
Everyone at the scene bet on Pushkin to win, but no one bet on Chen Mang.
"I'm here to bet 10 million for fun. I can't give up this free money!" Li Yuanlong laughed, with indescribable pride on his face.
Zhang Shaohua's face became increasingly ugly. Wang Dachun did not place a bet this time, after all, he wanted to give Zhang Shaohua face.
Soon, the spectators finished placing their bets. Zhang Shaohua took a look and saw that the bet amounted to 10 million. If Li Yuanlong's 10 million was added to the bet, it would be 20 million.
According to the odds of 1 to 2, that is to say, Zhang Shaohua will lose 40 million in this round, which makes his face extremely ugly.
At this time, the referee came onto the stage and announced, "The game begins!"
Chen Mang's body swayed and he rushed towards Lao Maozi Roshan. He struck first to gain advantage, but to strike later suffered disaster.
boom!
Chen Mang punched Lao Maozi Roshan on the chest. The huge muscles in Lao Maozi Roshan's chest shook and completely neutralized Chen Mang's attack.
Bang bang bang bang...
Chen Mang's fists fell on Lao Maozi Roshan like raindrops. All the muscles in Lao Maozi Roshan's body shook as if nothing happened.
Lao Maozi Roshan grinned, "Are you tickling me?"
Everyone was sighing, feeling that Chen Mang was just shaking a big tree. There was nothing he could do if they stood there and let him hit him.
Wang Dachun shook his head and sighed. The difference in strength between the two was too big. They were not even on the same level. How could they fight?
"Yeah! I'll fight you!" Chen Mang suddenly became anxious. He stood there to gather his strength and hit Roshan's stomach with both fists at the same time.
No matter how strong Roshan is, his belly is always his weak point. He doesn't believe that his belly is also made of fine steel.
However, Chen Mang's expression changed when his fist hit Roshan's stomach. His fists felt like they were hitting cotton.
What made him even more flustered was that Lao Maozi Roshan's belly was like a suction cup, sucking his fists firmly in, making him unable to pull them out even if he wanted to.
Wang Dachun shook his head and sighed, "Chen Mang is finished!"
Lao Maozi Roshan grinned, "You clown, you've been attacking me for so long, it's finally my turn!"
After saying that, Lao Maozi Roshan smiled cruelly and slapped Chen Mang's head directly with his big palm.
boom!
The huge force was accompanied by a sound of bone cracking.
hiss!
Everyone gasped, because the palm of Lao Maozi Roshan slapped Chen Mang's head directly into the chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
"ah!"
Mei Ji screamed in fright and immediately covered her eyes, her pretty face turned pale. This was too cruel and bloody!
"Pushkin!"
"Pushkin!"
"Pushkin! Long live!"
The audience immediately burst into applause like a roaring tsunami. This scene was so exciting that their hormones soared rapidly.
Wang Dachun was speechless. What kind of people were they? Seeing Lao Maozi killing his compatriots, they cheered loudly. They were just a bunch of beasts.
Soon, Chen Mang's body was carried off the stage. Here, human life is simply worthless. The death of a person is no different from the death of a chicken.
Lao Maozi Roshan sat by the ring to drink water, and there was a girl behind him giving him a pat on the back. This man was Li Yuanlong's cash cow, so he was treated like an uncle.
After the body was disposed of, a waiter came up to wipe away the blood.
Lao Maozi Roshan stood up and smiled contemptuously, "Too weak, you Chinese people are too weak! Whoever dares to fight, I can crush him to death with one hand!"
"I'll fight you!"
At this time, a strong middle-aged man jumped onto the ring. Although the middle-aged man was tall, about 1.8 meters tall, he still looked like a child in front of Lao Maozi Roshan.
The big man clasped his fists and said, "Hu Jun, I will beat the shit out of you!"
Lao Maozi Roshan grinned, "Here comes another one who wants to die. Okay, I like to torture and kill you yellow-skinned monkeys the most. That makes me very happy physically and mentally!"
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The author has something to say:
Happy New Year to everyone on the first day of the Lunar New Year! I wish you all a Happy New Year! May all go well with you! May all your wishes come true!
