Zhou Yunyang looked over, and there were a few separate parking spaces over there. Giant parasols are held in the parking spaces, and two Indian security guards stand in each parking space.

Filipino maids are world-famous, women are referred to as Filipino maids, Indian security guards are world-famous, and men are referred to as Indian maids. Whoever says brown people are incompetent, they have their place.

Yu Chenglong said: "Do you know how much the berth there costs an hour?"

Zhou Yunyang shook his head, he didn't drive and stop there, it was not interesting to know.

"5,000 yuan!" Yu Chenglong said, "5,000 yuan for an hour, and you have to make an appointment, at least three days in advance." ”

Zhou Yun raised his tongue angrily, five thousand yuan an hour, twenty-four hours a day, 120,000 yuan, the parking fee is so expensive, and you have to make an appointment, Nima grabs money, isn't it.

Such a broken parking space, parking earns tens of millions a year, and a few broken parking spaces earn two or three hundred million a year, which is simply amazing.

Yu Chenglong said: "There are cars parked in a few berths, you should know that this place is not simple now, right?"

Zhou Yunyang nodded, how can you say this place, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, it is indeed not simple.

He looked up at the steep mountains around him, looked down at the roaring river at the bottom of the valley, and looked at the nearby rocks, which were supposed to be typical of poor mountains and bad waters.

However, there are a lot of luxury cars in this place, and there are also a few luxury cars that he has heard of only owned by the rich in the Middle East, and it is certainly not as simple as poor mountains and bad waters.

The sage said that the mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal. Well, it seems that this was not said by a saint, but by Liu Yuxi in the Tang Dynasty. Although Liu Yuxi is not a saint, he can also be regarded as a deputy saint if he writes immortal poems.

There is only one main saint, and the deputy saint can be set up at will.

It can be seen that this place is no longer a poor mountain and a bad water, but a holy place.

He Fang Shen became a Buddha here, and this place became a holy place, which attracted so many luxury cars.

Since it is a luxury car, the luxury car naturally sits on the rich people, and Zhou Yunyang's eyes are a little hot.

Seeing the expression on Zhou Yunyang's face, Yu Chenglong said in his heart, in the end, he came to Kyoto from the countryside and was lonely, which opened his eyes.

Yu Chenglong's face was proud: "Follow me." ”

The people of Kyoto are so virtuous, does this place have a half-dime to do with you? "Come with me," he said, as if he held 51 percent of the shares in this place.

Zhou Yunyang followed Yu Chenglong.

Yu Chenglong led Zhou Yunyang into a steel-framed house.

There is about 10,000 square meters of space in the room, surrounded by stands, and the men and women sitting in the stands are yellow-skinned, white-skinned, dark-skinned, and brown-skinned.

The gathering of people of different colors in the world really seems to mean that the world is the same.

This is a gymnasium, and a gymnasium shouldn't be built in this place.

Although Zhou Yunyang was curious, he didn't bother to ask, since Yu Chenglong brought him to this place, all the mysteries would naturally be revealed.

Yu Chenglong took Zhou Yunyang to an office.

"Brother Long is here, why don't you make a call, I'll pick you up in front of the door!" The person sitting behind the desk leaned back on the chair, put his legs on the desk, and when he saw Yu Chenglong, he quickly put down his legs, got up and walked out of the desk, and walked towards Yu Chenglong happily.

Yu Chenglong is a major guard of the Supreme Security Bureau, where to go to see an official one level higher, the boss here respects Yu Chenglong.

Yu Chenglong turned his face back to Zhou Yunyang and said, "Mr. Huang!"

Zhou Yunyang looked at Mr. Huang and nodded, counting that he knew.

Yu Chenglong said to Mr. Huang: "He is the Mr. Zhou I talked about." ”

Mr. Huang looked at Zhou Yunyang in surprise, his skin was white and tender, his flesh was ruddy, his hair was beautiful, he was tall, and he looked quite handsome.

Mr. Huang shook his head and said, here is a big deal about boxing and seeing meat, you little white face came here, do you want to give it to the boxer to eat braised or stewed!

He asked Zhou Yunyang, "Do you know what to do?"

"I don't know. Zhou Yunyang shook his head, he really didn't know, Yu Chenglong only told him about the people there.

Mr. Huang turned his face to look at Yu Chenglong, he didn't look good at what he said, he smiled bitterly, Brother Long, it's not good to introduce someone, how can you introduce such a person, aren't you kidding me?

I arranged for a famous boxer and called a lot of rich people to come over, if he came on stage, he would be beaten to the ground, and he couldn't arouse the emotions of the rich people, and they would come to me in the future?

Yu Chenglong still had the same smile on his face: "I only asked you, did you arrange it according to my requirements?"

"Brother Yu spoke, how dare you not arrange it!" Mr. Huang pointed at Zhou Yunyang, "but...... He...... Okay?"

"It's his business whether it's okay or not, you just have to arrange it for me as required. Yu Chenglong said impatiently.

Mr. Huang said, you call it arrangement, this is a deal to smash my pot!

Mr. Huang is really hard to speak, and he doesn't dare not buy Yu Chenglong's face.

Zhou Yunyang saw some doorways on the side, and his face turned to Yu Chenglong: "Did you ask me to come over and fight black boxing?"

Mr. Huang's face is even more ugly, he is about to go on stage to box, and he doesn't know what to call for...... Simply so!

Yu Chenglong said to Zhou Yunyang: "Don't underestimate the people who play black boxing, there are many masters among them. ”

Zhou Yunyang is a sanda champion in school, loves boxing, he has only heard of black boxing, how vicious it is, breaking his arms and thighs does not include medical treatment, and killing people does not fill his life, he really wants to see black boxing, but he didn't expect Yu Chenglong to help him but wish.

"Okay, I'll try. Zhou Yunyang responded.

Mr. Huang's mood is getting more and more simple, what is "good", what is "try", is it a play in black boxing? Brother, the fists see the flesh, the feet and feet see the blood!

However, Yu Chenglong was clubbing on the side, and Mr. Huang was not easy to speak, so he said: "Come with me to the warm-up room to activate your body." ”

"No need, just go straight up!" Zhou Yunyang said.

"Don't warm up, stiffen and be beaten!" Mr. Huang only said in his heart that Yu Chenglong could not afford to offend.

Mr. Huang led the two to the elevator door of the office, the three walked into the elevator, the elevator went down, and the three walked out of the elevator.

Zhou Yunyang looked out, this is a large basement, the lights are bright, there are not many people in the basement, there are yellow skin, white skin, black skin, brown skin, that is to say, people here come from all over the world, and there is really a bit of a meaning regardless of race and national borders.

Mr. Huang asked Yu Chenglong: "What about his team?"

"I'm alone. Yu Chenglong said.

"He doesn't have a team!" Mr. Huang looked stunned.

There is such a black boxer, who runs single-handedly to fight black boxing.

Black fighters are also fighters...... No, black boxers are real fighters, they face life and death every second when they come to the stage, and if they want to win punches, they must have strong fists to ensure that they do not die.

If you want to have strong fists, you have to find a coach, right? If you want not to die, you have to find a doctor, right?

This person has no coach, no doctor, not to mention a sparring partner, an assistant or something, and he doesn't even seem to have heard of the pre-game warm-up, so he actually came to fight black boxing and sent him to death, right?

Brother Long, it's not a pity for him to die, but my business is ......

Brother Long, for the sake of my filial piety every year, you shouldn't call such a person!

Of course, Yu Chenglong could see Mr. Huang's expression, he said: "Mr. Huang is busy with something, I'll tell him the rules." ”

Mr. Huang's eyes are getting wider and wider, the black boxer who doesn't even know the rules, the boxing of the ball, Nima Ming said that the battle is not enough to play aggressively?

Mr. Huang decided that Zhou Yunyang was the son of a top-notch official, who came here to play agitation, and Yu Chenglong scolded him and played with him.

But what Mr. Huang can't figure out is that the black fist is going to kill people, once the official son of the top heaven is killed, you Yu Chenglong can get out of it.

Although you go out to see an official who is one level higher, it is just a defense, and if you really beat the official son to death, the old man may not protect you.

When Mr. Huang saw Yu Chenglong telling him to leave, he left with the mentality of losing a lot of money in this arrangement.

Yu Chenglong told Zhou Yunyang about the rules of black boxing.

Zhou Yunyang listened to the feeling and said: "It's also exciting to hit like this." ”

Yu Chenglong said: "It is precisely because of the excitement that it attracts boxers from all over the world to fight here, and it attracts gamblers from all over the world to gamble here." ”

Zhou Yunyang said with interest: "Under normal circumstances, how many boxers can be beaten at a time?"

Yu Chenglong said: "Boxers who are particularly capable of fighting rarely beat three boxers. The record here is that the Thai fighter beat five fighters in a row, but unfortunately, when he hit the sixth boxer, he was killed on the spot. ”

"Oh. "Zhou Yunyang understands that the black fist here is hot and aggressive, and when it hits incandescent to the ground, gamblers can't say that they don't bet wildly.

Strong boxers come to the stage, knock one boxer after another on the ring, and the betting process is also a process of passion that is higher than one time, and the hot scene is not formed.

This process is also a strong boxer's passion to experience again and again, if the strong boxer can't grasp himself, and is swayed by his own passion, then, the strong boxer finally ushered in his death in a hot atmosphere.

Zhou Yunyang saw Yu Chenglong's sinister intentions.

Yu Chenglong believes that he is young and vigorous and can fight. Yu Chenglong knows better that there is a limit to the energy in anyone's body, and under the stimulation of the hot atmosphere, the passion rises again and again, and finally the energy is exhausted, and he is beaten to death in the ring.

Yu Chenglong is going to die tragically in the boxing ring by himself.

"Hehe!" Zhou Yunyang looked at Yu Chenglong, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and there was a trace of contempt on his face, and he said in his heart, if you want Lao Tzu to die, Lao Tzu will give you a surprise.

Someone came over and shouted, "Boxers come on stage." ”

Zhou Yunyang hasn't changed his clothes yet.

Yu Chenglong gave Zhou Yunyang a pair of shorts like a trick, and didn't enter the locker room, so he took off his upper clothes, kicked off his shoes, loosened his skin and took off his pants, put on shorts, and Zhou Yunyang became a black boxer.

There was no tooth protection, and there was no shield to prevent the second child from being beaten, so he was pulled by Yu Chenglong to stand in the center of the basement.

Yu Chenglong whispered: "If you defeat your opponent in this game, you may get 2,000 lottery money." ”

Zhou Yunyang smiled: "Then fight for two thousand!"

Yu Chenglong didn't say anything, and said in his heart, fighting for two thousand, he is a poor ghost who sees money.

Poor ghosts can indeed do earth-shattering things sometimes, but what Yu Chenglong wants to see is how the poor ghost in front of him is sent to death here.