After handing over the affairs to Hu Laoba, I followed Archie to a separate black hut. This hut is located right next to the training complex. I've been here for more than half a year, and the door to the hut is always locked, and I always thought it was a warehouse, but I didn't expect it to be a place where boxing matches were held.

"Do you know why the outer fence is painted black?" said Archie as he rubbed his palms together repeatedly.

I shook my head.

The entire architecture of the training camp is painted yellow, and the black hut is particularly abrupt. I just thought it was weird, but I didn't think there would be any articles in it.

"Most of the people who live here believe in Orthodox Christianity, and after the death of every fighter, someone painted a black cross in his last ring. Later, the ring was full of paintings, and they were painted in the room outside. Now, you see, this room is also full of paintings, and it has become a black hut. Archie smiled, "If there really is a God, and he is obscured by this darkness, I am afraid that he will not be able to see the souls of his suffering believers." ”

"So many fighters died?" I was a little surprised, I was under the impression that there were very few fights between fighters here. I've only met once in more than half a year, and that time the two sides just abused each other.

"Looks like you don't know yet. Archie lit a cigarette for himself, "The fighters here can fight, but they are not allowed to have any form of personal fights between the fighters, if there is a conflict and it cannot be reconciled, then you can go into a small black room and settle it in the ring." However, the rule of the small black house is that two fighters go in and one fighter comes out. ”

It's no wonder that the fighters here rarely move each other, this move is doomed to death, no one can guarantee that they will win, and no one wants to take the risk of being killed.

"Are you afraid of such a little dark room?" Archie suddenly stopped, looked at me, and asked this question.

Afraid? I asked myself.

"Maybe dying in a little dark room like this is the best place for me. Looking at the dark façade, I replied seriously.

I didn't want to die, but if I had to choose a way to die in this place, I would choose to die in the ring with dignity, even if God wouldn't save the souls in the little black room.

"I'm getting more and more fond of you, Yama. Archie patted me on the shoulder, "Can I call you Dashan?" ”

"Whatever. "I am indeed no longer the Shen Luomu I once was, here, I am the mountain.

Today's entry into the dark room was a Russian named Axim and an American named Mike. The reason why the two entered the small dark room was said to be that Mike said that the tattoos on Axim's body were like dog shit, which caused him to push and shove. It was a big matter, but when I encountered two fiery tempers, no one refused to back down, and I must come to the small black house to solve it.

Two people come in, one person goes out. It seems that both men are very confident in their fists.

"Want to gamble?" Archie rubbed his hands together and looked at me excitedly, "I can let you bet first." ”

"I don't have anything to bet you on, Mr. Archie. I spread my hands, "Well, I don't know anything about these two fighters. ”

"Since you lost to me last time and promised to fight a boxing match for me, you can use this as a bet this time. Archie's voice quickened, "As for what you know about these two fighters, hey, this is a bet." In the ring, who can guarantee victory? In order to survive, they will do their best. Even if I know the two of them well, I will tell you clearly at this moment that I don't know who will survive. That's the charm of gambling, and that's the charm of a ring like this, isn't it?"

"Thanks, I'm not participating. "I politely declined Archie anyway. For Archie, it may not matter if he wins or loses, but for me, if he loses again, he needs to fight one more boxing match. If this is a boxing match in a small dark room, am I going to have to fight death again?

"It's a shame. Archie shook his head, "The charm of a boxing match without a color head is at least half reduced." ”

I'm not interested in gambling at all, my favorite thing has always been fighting, and the real life-and-death fight in front of me kept my eyes locked on the two fighters in the ring.

Both fighters are Caucasians, and their height and weight are almost the same. If it's an ordinary boxing match, skill and will are the keys to victory. But in this kind of boxing match where one must die, I think whoever has the stronger desire to survive will be able to survive.

This kind of boxing match is the most stimulating to people's potential.

There were many people who came to see this battle of life and death, but no one made a sound at this moment. The faint glow from the two old fluorescent lamps on the ceiling could only illuminate the small ring. The air in this unheated room seemed to freeze, and I was a little depressed.

There were no pleasantries, no cursing at each other. Both fighters in the black ring focused all their attention on each other. The threat of death made the two fighters not care about the temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, and they were both shirtless and wearing a pair of shorts.

With a low snort, the Russians took the lead in attacking, striking the American named Mike like lightning with a straight fist in his left hand, wanting to make a move. Mike was prepared, and one sideways dodged the blow, and his whole body was pressed in, his hands wrapped around Axim's neck, and a powerful knee slammed into Axim's abdomen.

There is no reservation at all, the two of them have no temptation, and they are their best skills.

Is this a life-and-death match? I was a little shocked.

Axim was obviously familiar with Mike as well, and actually blocked the violent knee with both hands while slamming his forehead into Mike's face. The two were so close that Mike didn't even have time to react before he was hit on the head, and the nosebleed spurted out like an unscrewed faucet. The intense soreness in his nose caused Mike to squint his eyes naturally. Axim clearly wouldn't miss such an opportunity, and with a twist of his waist and a powerful right hand swing slammed into Mike's left cheek.

Mike's body shook, trying to hold his body with his hands raised.

But will such a boxing opponent give you time?

Axim's high kick swept like a stick mercilessly towards Mike's drowsy head.

After another high sweep, Mike would be powerless. Mike was obviously aware of this, and his body actually used a move to avoid the iron plate bridge at the moment of the high-leg sweep.

In the face of the threat of death, Mike finally bursts into his potential.

"Ahh

At this moment, Mike took off all his masks, and he went crazy with every punch and kick to Axim's throat. In the face of death, Mike is no longer a fighter, he longs to live, he, he doesn't want to die!

It's a crazy ring!

Would the boxing match I promise Archie would be like this? My heart was pounding. Am I going to be so crazy?

I couldn't help but look at Archie, and looking at his expressionless face, I couldn't help but wonder if he was used to seeing such scenes.

"Bang!" Axim, who had the upper hand just now, was punched in the jaw under Mike's stormy attack, and the sound of bones colliding with bones was clear and loud.

Axim fell.

Mike's attack didn't stop, and he kept pounding Axim's head as if he were pounding a sandbag.

No one stopped it, not even the one who spoke up. Everyone watched in silence as Axim's head was smashed.

Mike survived, he won. But the black hut was still quiet, and no one cheered him on. Mike himself had no excitement or pride in winning.

He just survived.

"Mike is really not the person I want. Archie shook his head and sighed.

"What kind of person do you want?" Mike turned the tables around in that situation.

Without answering my question, Archie looked at me and said calmly, "I hope you are what I am looking for." ”

Can I reverse that situation? I don't know.