The winner of the black boxer takes a percentage of the bet, and the losing black boxer does not score a penny, and no one questions this.

A black boxer walked up to Zhou Yunyang's side and watched Zhou Yunyang open his lips, showing his cold teeth and his face hideous.

Zhou Yunyang didn't bother to look at him.

There was a soft click overhead, the steel skylight slowly parted, and the floor shook slightly, slowly rising.

Zhou Yunyang and the black boxer rose as the floor rose, emerging from the ground, and stopped rising as if they were more than a meter above the ground.

"Lifting the ring. Zhou Yunyang felt a little new about this.

The black fighter stands in the ring, and the audience around the ring appears in front of him.

The black boxers waved and kissed the audience, shouting and shouting, and the audience reacted mediocre and did not react to each other.

Those who came here were all gamblers, who had never seen the bloody scenes in the black boxing ring, and it was not so easy to provoke their madness.

A few flying kisses, chirping and screaming, "I want to kill you!" to make them react, but there is no door.

Gamblers have long been numb to the catwalk in the boxing ring, unless a punch breaks the head, a kick blows the burden, and a boxer throws another boxer out of the ring more than ten meters away, so as to stimulate their crazy nerves, and other ways to mobilize their madness are better forgotten.

Zhou Yunyang was clubbed in the ring like a wooden man, and of course no one would pay attention to it.

"Hey, how do you go up to a wooden man?" Is the black boxing ring a place for wooden people to go up, some people feel strange.

"Look at his appearance, people and animals are harmless!" What kind of place is this, actually letting people who are harmless to animals get into the boxing ring, and some people shout with unreasonable expressions.

"Get out of here!" someone is angry, Lao Tzu is here to enjoy the stimulation, and Nimat can also stimulate the peripheral nerves of Lao Tzu.

Harmless to humans and animals is a good old man, and black boxers don't want good old people.

The good old man looks stupid, and the gambler can't lift his spirits when he sees such a person.

Zhou Yunyang thought in his heart, in the era of competition, black boxing also needs to be recognized by the masses, how to make the masses recognize, in the current situation, can only make up his mind on the black boxer next to him.

Zhou Yunyang thought about it, and the way came.

The horn sounded in the ring: "The fight will start soon, please place your bets!"

In modern society, mobile phones are convenient to the extent that they can do anything, and if it was a big scene, if it was before, the problem that could not be solved in two or three hours can be done in only one or two minutes after having a mobile phone.

Soon, the bet amount came out, which was unimaginably low, and the lottery money was naturally pitiful.

The amount shows that after a punch, the winner drew less than 2,000 yuan in bets.

"Bad luck!" The black boxer scolded Zhou Yunyang with a fist, such a low gambling fee, Lao Tzu met you, a wooden man, and poured Nima's eighteenth generation of bad luck.

"Hehe!" Zhou Yunyang smiled, less than two thousand yuan is too little, in order not to be coaxed off the stage by the masses, Lao Tzu has decided to ruin your future.

The referee pulled the two to the center of the ring, looked left and right, and decisively blew the whistle to start the fight.

Before the whistle fell, the black boxer kicked Zhou Yunyang's second child.

Playing black boxing, you think that as soon as the referee's whistle blows, the other party will clench your fist and say please, then you are very wrong.

The other party at the end of the whistle wants your life, the same is within the rules.

The black boxer's long legs were on tiptoe, pointing directly at Zhou Yunyang's second kick.

"The boss who said it was good to punch, Nima kicked the second child, immoral, very shameless, Lao Tzu despises you. Zhou Yunyang saw the kick so hard that he couldn't help but scold.

The black boxer not only carried out a surprise attack, but also used his own strengths and weaknesses, he saw that Zhou Yunyang had no tooth protection and no second protection, he recognized that the opponent was a novice, and hurriedly entered the field, so he pointed to the key point and kicked the opponent's second child's life.

"Nima Woodman, the pestle is pitiful on the stage, and Lao Tzu is too lazy to give you time to grind, and then fight for the next round. The black boxer thought of a good thing in his heart, and kicked Zhou Yunyang's second child.

Zhou Yunyang watched the black boxer's long legs kick towards him, and he had to say that the black man's skin was so black that it was translucent, black with a silky texture, and his long legs were straight, a hundred times more beautiful than a woman's long legs.

He admires the black legs of the black boxer, and in his gaze, the black legs extend forward like slow motion, and the toes are pointed at the second child, which is accurate, and intends to kill the second child with one blow and harvest the life of the second child.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful leg is wasted, it's really a pity. Zhou Yunyang sighed lightly, and he dodged the legs and feet of the black boxer, and the palm of his right hand was like a kitchen knife cutting off his thigh.

"Click!" The sound was not loud, but it was very clear, and the black boxer's legs and feet below the thigh were like a kite with a broken string flailing from the broken leg.

"Ahh

The scattered eyes of the audience were focused on the boxing ring for a moment, and what they saw was that the boxer like a wooden man was still pestled on the ring like a wood, and the black boxer screamed fiercely, trying to struggle to get up, but his thigh was broken, how could he get up again.

"Well, the winner is determined in less than a second, and it seems that the Guinness Book of Records for the shortest black boxing match can be declared. "Someone was surprised.

After about three seconds, someone on the scene finally came back to their senses, they didn't pay attention to the first game, and only regarded the event as a warm-up before the game, and did not see the moment of victory or defeat.

"It should have been an accident. ”

"That wood hit the ground running!"

"Is the crawling woman overworked and flashed to the legs!"

"Wooden man, Nima is so lucky, Lao Tzu is optimistic about you in the next game!"

……

There were sporadic comments and shouts on the field.

"Slow down, I'm going to see how the wooden man breaks the's thigh!" someone shouted.

There is a big screen on the scene, which broadcasts the boxing match live.

Of course, it's not that you shout to slow down the motion and slow down the motion for you, you have to pay the price clearly marked before you slow down the motion.

The big screen really played back the slow motion, everyone saw it, the referee's whistle was not over, the black boxer had already lifted his legs, the referee's whistle was over, and the black boxer's long legs kicked at the wooden man's second place.

The wooden man's expression was still so sluggish, he didn't seem to notice that the black man's long legs kicked his dick, he just unconsciously turned his body sideways, just dodged the kicking long legs, and his palm was also subconsciously pressed down, just pressing on the black boxer's black leg, the black boxer's thigh was broken, and the person screamed and fell to the ground.

"Luck, Nima is luck, not winning, it's the wooden man who is too lucky, his palm hit the black boxer's thigh and broke it!"

"The black boxer of Mamai Pi poured eighteen generations of blood mold to lose so badly. ”

"If the doesn't kick the second child, doesn't want to cut off the children and grandchildren, and kicks a place with him, and the wooden man can't hit the luck, then the wooden man will be unlucky!"

"Damn nigga, the idea of beating someone's second child, it's miserable!"

"The sage said, "If you harm others, you will harm yourself, lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot, and if you don't listen to the sage, you will suffer in front of you, Nima...... Nima ......"