The Whitby Hotel has a total of 23 floors, and under the guidance of the waiters, they turned a few corners to the main building is the 22nd floor, which is more than 50 meters long, divided into a variety of entertainment venues, each venue has a separate elevator passage, you can reach the designated place, it can be said that everything is everything. This floor is not accessible with money, and a man in a suit and leather shoes is ten meters away with his hands crossed in front of him.

The two were taken by the waiter to a room, which is an entertainment room, with an area of 1,000 square meters, and above this room is the outdoor swimming pool, and you can see every move above, where several pairs of young girls swim to their heart's content, not caring about the people downstairs, and sometimes interacting with the people downstairs.

On the other side, there is a glass-enclosed boxing ring, but you can't hear a single sound. They just call around, but they can't see the outside world.

"How about it, is this gentleman interested in playing", a lady held a tray in her hand, and a boxing glove on it was handed to Long Jianfei.

Duolun's expression was good, and his eyebrows were raised, meaning that this was how he entertained his guests.

"Young man, it's okay, if you don't want to play, then sit down and have a glass of wine", on the massage chair, a person with a white goatee on his chin, his face is round, very rich, with a Mexican cigar in his hand, the cigarette of the cigar is inhaled by the smoker on the side of the smoker somewhere, but there is no trace of smoke in the room, and this person's voice is very rich, with a kind face.

Long Jianfei turned to look at the ring in front of him, then at Duolun, his hands approaching the gloves.

"Okay, if you come here, you will be safe, but I don't know what the rules of this game are"

"NO, NO, NO," the man with the goatee just now, shook his hand left and right in the air as he spoke, and then smiled softly.

"Young people, this is not a competition, but an extension of life, because only the winner will survive, and the loser will not be able to get out and will not be sent to the hospital for treatment,"

I'll go, what kind of logic is this, that is to say, when you enter here, only the winner is king. So bloody, this is the memory that Long Jianfei was about to forget once again echoed in his heart.

In the ring, the winner stands in the center of the ring and waves his arms and keeps hitting his chest in celebration while one is carried out by someone else.

"People here are voluntary, and if they lose, their family will get a lot of money to feed their family, and they are proud of that," the goatee man continued.

Long Jianfei wants to return to the city because he doesn't want to live a lowly life of fighting and killing anymore. There is some anger burning in his eyes, although he knows what it means to eat the jungle and the least respect for life, but there is still this way of life in the United States, which is to kill people for pleasure, and he is not ashamed to talk about so-called democracy.

"Does it have to be like this",

"Of course, if you are the winner, you can use your own way and let them choose to live or die"

Long Jianfei nodded, and entered the closed room under the guidance of the waiter, and at the same time, an LCD screen on the goatee's table quietly rose, and the picture was the boxing ring.

"He'll please you," Doronn whispered.

"Let's finish the fight, this size won't make it past a round," said the goatee.

When I entered the ring room, I felt the warm atmosphere of the scene, which was very different from the outside, and there were two positions outside that could not be seen, that is, the audience.

The audience seat here is not the seat we see normally, but just like the box in the cinema, each person has a box, do not interfere with each other, in front of an LCD screen, on the right is a selector and some chips, on the other side is a variety of drinks, snacks are readily available, about a look, there are 50 positions, that is, there are 50 people here to view, and there are bets. The bet is made in virtual currency, and finally converted into US dollars and exchanged into the corresponding personal card, which is also more convenient.

And the people in the ring are like caged tigers, only victory will make their bet on the winner applaud, of course, the loser is to knock on the table, or even break the equipment, but soon a new equipment will be sent over, the money for damage to the equipment will not let the guest compensate, after all, this is just a scratch.

Soon, Long Jianfei's identity was sent to everyone's eyes by the waiter, but it was not called the original name, but the number of contestants.

Almost all of the clients shook their heads when they saw his figure, the worst figure they had ever seen, and although he had eight-pack abs, it wasn't enough for the winner in the ring to even plug his teeth. Soon, almost as agreed, everyone put the treasure on the other.

Fighting against Long Jianfei is a strong man with the title of wrestling king, tall, 2 meters tall, two heads taller than Long Jianfei, a body of strong muscles, except for the tattoo on his face, his face is hideous, and he is afraid when he looks at it.

Wrestling can be said to be the least taboo type of physical confrontation, punching, kicking, attacking fallen opponents are allowed, and in some extreme competition conditions, you can even attack the lower body and use weapons. In such a situation, every time a fighter participates in a wrestling match, he or she faces unknown and enormous dangers, and the slightest mistake can lead to serious injuries and even the cost of his life.

In the room outside the ring, Goatee looked at Doron.

"Looks like you're going to lose a love general"

Although Duolun didn't have any expression, he could see that Long Jianfei was in trouble, and his hand was secretly exerting force, and now he could only look at himself.

The screen shifts to the ring area again......

Here it is possible to hit the opponent by any means, except for gloves, without any protective equipment on the body.

"Little one, I'm afraid you won't even survive this round, but I'm still going to beat you to death," the guy was called Black Wolf, but much stronger than the wolf.

Although Long Jianfei is experienced in a hundred battles, he also attaches great importance to this kind of figure, and the blood stains on the ground of the ring have been wiped over, but there will still be a trace of blood.

There is no referee here, only a female messenger who rings the electronic bell......

A round lasts 3 minutes.

The black wolf obviously didn't take a fancy to Long Jianfei, who was smaller than him, and slowly and steadily leaned towards Long Jianfei, as if admiring him, while stretching out his arms.

"Little guy, don't be afraid, after you die, your family will get a lot of money, you can spend it as you want, because of your failure to exchange for the happiness of your family, this is a good thing, come on, little baby~"

The black wolf let out a hey laugh, and suddenly he opened his mouth wide, and the pace under his feet suddenly increased, and the arm that was still stretched just now quickly flew towards the dragon sword.