Others may not know, but they have come to see Black Fist many times, but they know it very well.

The weapons offered here are blunt weapons, but they are all made of stainless steel, which is extremely hard.

Not to mention people, even if you find a cow, you may not be able to deform this iron rod.

But the white fat man bent the iron rod with one hand, and this strength alone was enough to move them.

Lu Fan just smiled, this is only a part of the white fat man's strength, it is nothing.

Hei Mao saw that the white fat man showed such a hand before he came to the stage, and his face changed from relaxed to solemn.

But by this time, he had no way back, so he could only go up.

But he wasn't stupid, and he took an iron rod from the weapon rack.

It's better to have a guy than nothing!

The white fat man showed a look of disdain on his face, he didn't take anything more, and walked into the ring empty-handed.

"It's even a weapon to be used here?" Mi Guiren seemed to suddenly remember something.

"These guys are dangerous people, they won't hurt us viewers, right?"

"Lao Mi, your guts are too small!" Gao Qiu felt that he had made a wrong bet, and he was in a little unhappy, so he directly motioned to a younger brother to answer this question.

"Brother Mi, don't worry, the glass here is all thickened bulletproof glass, unless it is a cannon to bombard, otherwise even if it is **, don't want to break through!" the little brother shook his head and explained.

Mi Guiren nodded and relieved himself.

He also felt that he was thinking too much, rich people are afraid of death these days, if this place is really unsafe, who would dare to come?

A few people talked kung fu, and the following boxing match had begun.

The situation was as Lu Fan said, the black hair only lasted for about forty seconds, and he was grabbed by the white fat man, raised his hands above his head, and threw it out fiercely.

In the first game, the white fat man wins!

The results of the game came out, and most of the people in the private room lost money, only Mi Guiren won a lot.

The odds are adjusted by the organizers at any time based on the bets placed on each game to guarantee that they do not lose money.

In the last game, most people were optimistic about the black hair, and the odds of the white fat man were very high, so Mi Guiren won a lot of money.

At this moment, Mingming, who annoyed the golf very much, sent a video again.

"Haha, Lao Gao, how much did you lose just now?" The bright face on the screen made people feel the urge to smoke him.

"Anyway, I don't have to lose as much as you!" the golf roared.

"Haha, Lao Tzu has earned more than a million!" Mingliang laughed.

"You think I'm going to believe it?" said Goball, who pretended to be disdainful, but was actually about to die of anger.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, we can bet on the next one, who will win in the end!

"I'll bet another two million with you!"

Even if you lose, it won't be more humiliating than not daring to gamble.

"Okay, Lao Gao, don't say I'm bullying you, I'll let you bet first!" Mingliang looked very sure, obviously feeling that the victory was in hand.

At this time, the fighter of the second fight was already on the field, this time a black man and a white man.

Both of them are about the same height, weight, and size, and they can't see obvious advantages and disadvantages.

The golf fell into deep thought.

He wasn't afraid of losing, but he didn't want to lose to Bright.

"The golfer is not bad, do you want to help him?" Mi Guiren whispered in Lu Fan's ear.

Lu Fan nodded.

Except for a little arrogance, this person really doesn't have any other big problems, and when I saw myself for the first time today, I didn't do anything because I didn't know him, and I always screamed as a buddy.

Although Lu Fan doesn't say that he has treated him as a buddy, he can barely make do with being a friend.

"This one was a white win. ”

That's all he can do, and as for golf believe it or not, it's not up to him to manage it.

Gao Qiu was stunned for a moment when he heard Lu Fan's words, if according to his original intention, he wanted to bet on the black.

After all, blacks are generally better physically than whites.

But thinking about the previous scene, Lu Fan's choice was also different from them.

That one is Lu Fan, so what about this one?

"Dude, I believe in you!" Goball gritted his teeth, "I'm betting on white people!"

"Hahaha!" Mingliang laughed, "Lao Gao, you are really stupid, you actually chose a white man! Lao Tzu is thinking that if you choose a black man, Lao Tzu will deny it! Since you choose a white man, you are looking for your own death!"

"Stupid!" Goball scolded, "You're really cheating on me!"

"Okay, you just say bet or not, right? I'll bet on blacks, two million!"

"Bet, fucking fuck you!" the highball almost shattered.

After hanging up the video, Gaoqiu turned his head and said to Lu Fan: "It's okay, I'm just slapping that idiot, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, don't take it to heart." ”

"Don't worry, we're sure to win, Lao Gao, you just wait to collect the money. Lu Fan said indifferently.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with being called Lao Gao, Gao Qiu has no intention of thinking about these things now.

You have to win!

He looked at the two guys who were scuffling together, silently praying for the white man.

However, his prayers seemed to have no effect, and the blacks gradually gained the upper hand.

Bright sent a video message again, but this time, the golf ball simply didn't catch.

His face became more and more ugly, and the eyes of his younger brothers who looked at Lu Fan became unkind.

Mi Guiren secretly tugged at Lu Fan's sleeve: "It seems that this white man is going to lose, you take the initiative to apologize in a while, and I will help you say good things, Brother Gao won't mind." ”

"It's fine. Lu Fan smiled and shook his head, "The white man is about to win." ”

When the little brothers of the golf heard his words, their faces showed disdain.

I couldn't see it before, but now the situation on the field is very obvious and I am still stubborn, which is a little ignorant of current affairs.

Do you really think you can get it right all the time after guessing it right once?

If it weren't for Mi Guiren's face, I'm afraid the unpleasant words in their mouths would have to come out.

However, just as they were thinking, the situation in the ring changed abruptly!

The black man had pinned the white man in the corner, and he opened his arms, as if intending to hold the white man and end the fight directly.

At this moment, the speed of the white man, who was already somewhat weakened and seemed to be unable to move, suddenly became extremely fast.

He shrank and then crashed straight into the black man's arms.

"Bang!"

This time the force was so great that even the box on the third floor seemed to shake for a moment. The black man was knocked out solidly, and his body flew out more than ten meters, and after falling to the ground, all the holes in his face were constantly bleeding out, and he was not alive.