Bai Xiaosheng thought about what kind of means to use to fight back.

Chen Changqing and Chen Jiuzheng were happy with the predicament faced by Bai Xiaosheng and looked forward to the follow-up.

Yin Dongfeng, Yin Haoran and his son thought about how to act next in order to maximize profits.

In Zhongjing, the North Fourth Ring Road, a place called the Four Wind Bridge.

It's not as populated with high-rise buildings as elsewhere, and there's no sign of remodeling or revitalization.

As a planned relocation, the old town has not yet been implemented, and it looks extremely dilapidated, as if it bears the marks of time, far beyond other places.

However, there are many luxury cars in this area, regardless of level or quantity, even more exaggerated than the city center!

A lot of rich people, haunted here!

The reason is simple.

There is a large underground black boxing market in Zhongjing and even An Giang province.

Abbreviated as boxing market.

The word market originated from the ancient human name for a place to trade at a fixed time or place.

In this world, there are markets for fruits and vegetables, clothing and utensils, and flowers, birds, fish and insects.

But here, it's the fists and kicks that are sold!

Four Wind Bridge, there are one large and three small, and there are four special markets.

Set up stalls to sell vegetables in the morning and evening, close the door and lower the fence at a certain time, and the inside will become a "performance venue", setting up rings one after another, and holding unrestricted fighting competitions.

Sometimes there is no limit to the number of people, and it is common for three or five people to one.

But there are rules in this kind of ring.

It is not allowed to see iron tools, it is not allowed to cause death or disability, and there are referees until it is served.

Many real martial arts masters, returnee mercenaries, will show their skills here, the rich will come to watch the game and gamble, and more rich people will come to choose their bodyguards.

At this moment, in the largest field of the Four Winds Bridge, the black pressure is overwhelming, surrounding ten points.

That's ten rings.

Lao Yang, the "agent" in his forties, is walking inside with a smile on his face - Yin Donglei.

Speaking of which, the two are still friends with wine and meat.

"Brother Wang, you have to choose a few masters for me this time!" Yin Donglei said.

"How tall a master is?" Lao Yang said with a smile, "Modern people are weak and weak, and some people look tall and big, and thieves are strong, and they may not even be able to resist a punch when they really fight." An ordinary person, no matter how strong he is, is already good for a dozen or two, but three or four of them will become a sandbag. Therefore, you don't have to listen to others say what kind of master to choose, you have to employ people, five or six people choose good physical fitness, that's enough!

If you rent out one more person, Lao Yang will naturally take one more.

Yin Donglei glanced at him, a little embarrassed, "Xiao Wu, this grandson, must not have told you." ”

Xiao Wu is the thief who stole Bai Xiaosheng's mobile phone in Haobei International.

Half of a tooth was broken.

"I haven't seen him in a few days, what's wrong with him?" said the old sheep.

"Including Xiao Wu, five people, holding wooden sticks and iron pipes, against one person. Five minutes later, I went over to take a look. Okay, it's all lying on the ground!" Yin Donglei sneered, "The other party is alone, bare-handed, unarmed, and still a little white face who seems to be weak!"

"You tell me, there are no masters in this world? it! You can't do it there, I'll go find someone else!" Yin Donglei snorted coldly and walked forward.

The old sheep was stunned for a moment, then smiled and chased after him.

"In this world, there are naturally masters, but when dealing with ordinary people, there will be trouble, and the masters must always have the demeanor of a master, and they will not shoot easily!"

"How much!" Yin Donglei glanced at him and snorted coldly.

With so many words, it's not about negotiating the price.

"Ten times up, it depends on the person. Particularly high masters, especially expensive. The old sheep laughed.

It's not that he doesn't want to introduce the master to the employer, it's just that the master is arrogant, the price is high, the temper is big, he doesn't accept the constraints, and the start is not light or heavy, which is really unstable.

So it's not an old customer, Lao Yang doesn't recommend a master to them, after all, he also needs repeat customers.

And the real master, people don't take this kind of work as a thug, and the price drops.

Of course, when the money is in place, that's another story......

"Take me to see it. Yin Dong Renunu mouthed, "Money is not a problem!"

"Good, good!" the old sheep hurriedly led the way.

There are ten rings here, one of which is his, and the master of his "banner" will be there to accept the challenge and show his strength.

The old sheep will also open a market in the crowd and win a fortune.

When it comes to winning or losing, when it comes to money, Lao Yang will naturally show the strongest master he has enveloped.

When Lao Yang took Yin Donglei over, he unexpectedly found that the number of onlookers in his ring was several times that of other families, and correspondingly, there were not many people on the two nearby platforms?

The old sheep was stunned, but he was also secretly happy.

The more people bet, the more he earns.

And these onlookers, there are a lot of hidden financiers, in case the rich and wealthy people fancy which master, his intermediary fee will make a lot of money.

"See, my platform, that is popular, what does this mean, it shows that my master is high!" Lao Yang pushed aside the crowd and brought Yin Donglei over from the entrance passage.

"Let me tell you, I have a master who can be on the stage here, it's no problem to do four or five, it definitely meets your needs, and the people you have to deal with are compared with them, cut-" Lao Yang bragged all the way.

Yin Donglei was anxious to see the master, and nodded indiscriminately.

When the two of them went over and saw the situation on the stage, Lao Yang was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Yin Donglei was also dumbfounded, and after a while, he pointed to the stage and asked, "This is the ticket master under you?"

On the ring, there were seven or eight people lying horizontally and vertically, some topless, some wearing practice uniforms, and ordinary costumes, all of them without exception, with a purple ribbon tied to their arms, representing the people in the ring.

At this moment, without exception, they are lying on the ground, wailing and moaning.

Standing on the stage was a tall man, his face was very cold, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, his clothes were neat, and he didn't look like he had ever touched anyone at all.

"My mother!" Lao Yang couldn't help moaning, looking at the people lying on the stage, his eyes were straight, "Those who practice taekwondo, Muay Thai, sanda, professional-level retired athletes, and returning mercenaries, all fell, was that person do it?!"

Beside it, an audience glanced at the old sheep.

"You didn't see it just now, they started together to besiege this big man, but within two minutes, they all lay down!"

"This big man has already picked a few rings, all of them are for them to go together!"

"yes, it's too violent!"

There are constantly people interjecting.

The old sheep was speechless.

Yin Donglei's eyes gradually brightened like a torch, "This is the master I'm looking for!