Linshui County is divided into Dongcheng and Xicheng among the local population, with the Central Road as the boundary.

Uncle Zhou mentioned the Dongcheng Boxing Club, in fact, there is no Xicheng Boxing Club, that is to say, this is the only boxing venue in Linshui County, Shang Yang knew this place before, the predecessor was the Linshui Interpretation Club, to put it bluntly, it is the two of them to turn to the big stage, and it should not take a few years to change the name.

It was the first time he had walked to the door.

The appearance of the famous building, there are four pillars that need to be embraced by two people to hold, gray and white, it looks simple and atmospheric, the pillar is about seven or eight meters high, and it is the top rain ride, and the front row of the rain ride is the plaque of the club, which does not use the neon lights that can be seen everywhere at the moment, but the antique ink words on a white background, which looks like there is a serious and solemn feeling.

The first time Shang Yang came, everything was according to Uncle Zhou's orders, standing on the steps that were about to enter the door, looking around the parking lot below, as well as the central road in the front, he had seen here many times on the central road, and it was the first time to stand at this angle and look out, not to mention, the angle was different, even a garbage station could see a different scenery.

Uncle Zhou found the most corner place and parked the bicycle.

There is only this primitive vehicle on the entire parking, although it is not called a luxury car exhibition, but the county's most handy batch of car logos, almost can be found here, such as Land Rover, Mercedes-Benz, domineering and the like.

"Rich people love this thing now?"

Shang Yang saw Uncle Zhou put the car and walked over, and couldn't help but ask, for example, the Mercedes-Benz with a tail number of three eights in the parking lot is the car of a well-known rich man in the county, and the Phaeton with the most low-key appearance and the most luxurious in essence is definitely not something that ordinary people can buy.

"Part of it, but it's enough to support the development of this industry"

Uncle Zhou walked up the steps slowly, he couldn't forget the way Chen Yutong looked at him, he always felt that his age was like a deceitful child, so he was still a little reluctant to go, and explained: "When people are old and have a certain economic strength, they have to find a way to vent the pressure of life, you young people go to the bar, you can't get in when you're old, it's too noisy, you have to lie down and come out when you stand up, and it's not good for your body to drink too much, all in all, watching this thing is at least more enjoyable than watching the national football team, and it's hard to get to the flesh, hehe..."

Shang Yang nodded nondeniably.

Although I walked to the door, it was still a little unbelievable that I actually broke into a boxing match in real life, just like a dream, but there is still consumption, which can drive the industrial chain.

It's a big world, and there are no surprises.

Uncle Zhou was in front, and took the lead in pushing the door in, and there were two female greetings standing at the door, wearing red cheongsams, the cheongsam was split to the root of the thigh, revealing white flowers and flesh, all of them were about 1.75 meters tall, and their figures were first-class, but their appearance could only score 70 points for Shang Yang, who had been in contact with too many beauties.

That's not a low score!

They didn't welcome Uncle Zhou, knowing that he brought people to the competition, when they saw Shang Yang behind him walking in, they were slightly stunned, and their eyes suddenly became flattering, although there was still one eye blue, but after all, the foundation was there, and the fortune teller said that the biggest disaster in his life was: Peach Blossom Tribulation.

Continuing to follow Uncle Zhou's footsteps, he did not move forward, but walked to a door on the side, inside the door was a long corridor, and he could faintly hear the sound of talking, not one person, there should be many people.

"At the end of the corridor is the locker room, where you change clothes and warm up before the fight, after the locker room is the rest room, which is for the fighters to rest, and then there is the equipment room, which is all strength equipment, much more than the equipment in the gym, and in front of you is another locker room, that locker room is for the players in the arena, and when we go on the court, we go out along this corridor and walk out of the door that we just came in..."

Uncle Zhou introduced Shang Yang as he walked.

What Uncle Zhou said is like a straight line, but in fact, this corridor should be a huge ring, encircling the entire club.

Shang Yang nodded, he didn't care about how to play, he just took money to work, it was nothing more than that the work he did was different from others, he was beaten, and he didn't have been beaten, in comparison, he was still more interested in the boxing stadium in front of him, there was such a place in Linshui County, and he never knew what he was doing here.

Questioned: "Players in the field?"

When Uncle Zhou heard the question, he raised his hand and patted his head, only caring about the introduction and forgetting the popular: "It's all popular names, we are used to calling boxers raised in the boxing stadium as players in the field, and boxers with brokerage companies as off-court players, like Xiaofei, who has no brokerage company and no players who have signed a contract with the boxing stadium, are called Sanren..."

Players on the field, players outside the field, and scattered people.

Shang Yang's brain was as big as a paste when he heard it, in his world, if you don't agree with the audience, you will do it if you don't agree with it, and you will beat me on stage, I will beat you, and it will be over, how can there be so many words.

When Uncle Zhou saw his expression, if he just temporarily found someone to replace Zhou Fei, he would definitely not say so much, but Shang Yang was different, he was the first one who was willing to stay for Zhou Fei as a long-term sparring partner, and he was also beaten, and there were not many ordinary people who could stalemate for a few rounds under Zhou Fei's fist.

He also said, "It's a different way to open wages, the stadium is opened, and some companies are divided according to the company, and individuals can win bonuses on stage, or they can work part-time on the spot!"

Hearing this, Shang Yang seemed to have a glimmer of light in his mind, and the whole person was shocked.

The so-called: no accumulation of steps to thousands of miles, no accumulation of small streams can not become rivers, these two sentences in school, was forcibly instilled into the brain by the teacher, a few years ago he did not understand, but after selling watermelons, melon seeds, dried fruits for a few years, knowing that the profit of one cent per pound and three cents can also return the 200,000 famine.

It's all big men, who can be so bohemian as they show?

He asked, "What's the bonus?"

"The competition is different, the prize money is different, like the daily competition, the scattered people go up to play, win a thousand yuan, win a half month game 3,000, the monthly game 5,000, the quarterly game 20,000... Annual Competition..."

Uncle Zhou stopped as he spoke, turned his head, and said with a hint of shock in his eyes: "Xiao Shang, you don't want to come to the boxing tournament as a sanren, do you? Don't look at this boxing arena is not big, there are many rules in it, and the water is also very deep, especially for scattered people, it is not as tolerant as imagined, with this idea, quickly eliminate it at the source, don't even think about it..."

Uncle Zhou was very excited, uncharacteristically excited.

His state made Shang Yang stunned, looking at the vicissitudes of life, he almost blew his beard and glared, and said with relief: "No, I'm just curious to ask, they are all professional players, I'll go up to find death, it's okay to be a sparring partner with you by my side, if not, I won't be sure..."

"Don't think about it, don't even think about it!"

Uncle Zhou warned sternly again, his face was slightly red, and he seemed to be secretive about this topic.

Shang Yang glanced at it and couldn't figure out why his sons were already "scattered", so why they were still so repulsive to this topic.

After walking a few more steps, a yellow wooden door appeared in front of him, Uncle Zhou was the first to walk in, and the noise in the door suddenly rolled in, and at the same time, there was a slightly pungent sweat sour smell, the smell was so big that it almost hit Shang Yang, but fortunately it was not a stinky foot, otherwise it would have been spit out.

There were five or six strong men sitting in the door, not those who were seen in the gym purely for bodybuilding, these people's muscles may not be obvious, but each muscle line contained explosive power, and the moment the door opened, the communication stopped abruptly, and they all looked at it together.

There are dozens of locks in wardrobes.

They were standing or sitting, all shirtless, with their pants changed underneath, apparently ready to wait for the tournament.

When Uncle Zhou saw their gaze, he subconsciously dodged away, turned his head to look to the side, and stood at the door without moving much, because Zhou Fei's cabinet was next to him.

Shang Yang also felt weird when he saw this scene, Uncle Zhou seemed to be very afraid of them, and he couldn't wait to hide it.

When Uncle Zhou's figure moved away, Shang Yang at the door naturally fell into their sight, these people's eyes were definitely not friendly, but they were not hostile, they should be provocative and abusing you.

Shang Yang frowned slightly, what he couldn't stand the most was the contemptuous gaze of others.

"This is Xiaofei's uniform, it should be a bit big on you, but it's quiet, just washed..."

Uncle Zhou kept his head down, facing the cabinet, calling Shang Yang, and just pulled his hand back, like a mouse in front of the old cat, he didn't dare to gasp, and the voice of the voice could be heard by two people.

Shang Yang was relieved and turned his head.

At this time.

I heard a strong man in front of me who was about 1.85 meters tall, leaning on the cabinet and jokingly, "Old Zhou, this is not your style, you have to arrive a few hours early for every game, what's wrong today? Let your fool beat me again, I'll look at your eyes... Isn't it dark?"

"Haha..."

The man's words fell, and a burst of laughter erupted in the changing room.

Shang raised his eyebrows deeper and deeper.

But Uncle Zhou didn't seem to hear it, just faced the cabinet and hid in this corner in full view, silent.

"Oops... Old Zhou, look back at me"

A voice similar to a teasing dog sounded next to him: "Why didn't your stupid son come today? Did he have diarrhea today? Or did he fall on the belly of the girl last night? If you want me to say, you both don't have wives, if you can't marry one, forget it, although Zhou Fei is stupid, there is nothing wrong with his body, he has a brute strength! You can have normal physiological communication with women, what about you, you are a normal person, you can communicate spiritually."

"I've thought about it for you, when she is with Zhou Fei at night, Zhou Fei calls her mother, and when she is with you during the day, Zhou Fei calls her daughter-in-law..."

"Haha... You can figure it out!"

"Who is the real husband?"

"I don't know, let's use it together..."

"Haha..."

The room erupted in a burst of insolent laughter that pierced the eardrums, and the men were already squatting on the ground with their stomachs clutched, and others clapping their thighs.

"Whoosh..."

Shang Yang's face suddenly turned red, he felt that the blood was rolling, and the tips of his fingers couldn't help but tremble.

"Hmm..."

Uncle Zhou raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, with a vicissitudes of life that he didn't dare to be angry or speak, and lowered his voice obediently, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, just don't hear it..."