Chapter 137: Do me a favor

Jin Ling'er saw Du Ming's confident appearance, and only then did she relax a little, Du Ming suddenly thought of something, and said to Jin Ling'er, "By the way, can you do me a favor?"

Jin Ling'er asked suspiciously, "What's the hurry?" ”

Du Ming said, "Do you have any money on you?"

Jin Ling'er was stunned for a moment, rummaged through the pockets of her body, and only found a few hundred yuan, "That's it, what's the matter? What do you want money for?"

Du Ming pointed to the window of the bet boxing not far away, "I can't bet on myself, you help me go over there to place a bet, just bet all the money on me to win, and then you will share half of the proceeds." ”

Jin Ling'er was speechless, "You just let me help you with this? Participate in gambling? I'm a policeman!"

"Shhh, be quiet, don't emphasize your identity here, besides, it's here anyway, what's wrong with the next bet," Du Ming said with a wicked smile, "I'm a newcomer here, and the odds must be very high now, you bet on me to win and I'll make a lot of money if I win later, go quickly, hurry up." ”

Jin Ling'er said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll help you bet." ”

Du Ming nodded with satisfaction, and gave Jin Ling'er a thumbs up, at this time, No. 17, who had been warming up on the sidelines, had already been prepared, and shouted at Du Ming, "Hey, No. 12, don't you warm up?

No. 17 has already taken off his coat and is wearing only a vest and a large pair of pants, in such an underground boxing arena, the fighters don't even need to wear boxing gloves, what they want is the effect of punching to the flesh.

Du Ming lifted his pants, took off his coat, walked to the center of the field, and said, "Okay, come on, I don't want to warm up." ”

Seventeen sneered disdainfully, "You know it's useless to warm up, is it?

The host next to him enthusiastically rendered the atmosphere of the scene, "Now in the boxing ring is our invincible general, the killing machine of the seventeenth! and this, the new dark horse, the twelve-uh," the host turned to Du Ming and handed over the microphone in his hand, "Twelve, what's your name?"

The staff said before that Du Ming would give himself a domineering nickname, but Du Ming didn't have time to think about those things, the host asked him so, and he replied lightly, "My name is Du Ming." ”

"This, uh, the twelfth Du Ming! We look forward to this exciting fight!"

The audience below saw Du Ming's figure, and they all looked a little petite next to No. 17, and they all cheered loudly and booed.

Seeing that both sides were ready, the referee let the two fighters push away, raised a hand high, and the iron cage around the boxing ring was slowly lowered, and when the iron cage completely covered the boxing ring, the referee snapped down his hand.

As soon as No. 17 saw the signal, he immediately hit a swift straight punch straight to Du Ming's face, Du Ming seemed unprepared, but he dodged with a flexible dodge.

No. 17 didn't expect Du Ming to have such speed, and when he saw Du Ming flash to his left, he immediately raised his left foot and kicked him in the abdomen.

As soon as Du Ming stretched out his hand, his movements were as fast as lightning, and he buckled No. 17's ankle, originally he could break No. 17's calf bone with a single effort, but Du Ming looked at so many people on the field, it was not easy for Jin Ling'er to find the suspect, and he had to delay her a little longer.

And if you win the first game too smoothly, your odds will definitely be greatly reduced in the next game, and then you won't have such a big benefit from buying lottery tickets and betting, so it's better to play with the seventeenth for a while.

Thinking like this, Du Ming didn't have the next move in his hand, and No. 17 hurriedly broke free of Du Ming's control, followed by another hook punch to Du Ming's side face.

As soon as Du Ming was short, No. 17's uppercut was empty, and then Du Ming stepped forward and pushed No. 17's stomach with his shoulder, pushing No. 17 back two steps.

In fact, Du Ming only used one percent of his strength, and No. 17 felt that he had been hit in the stomach, and roared in a low voice, but he didn't expect that No. 12, who he had been mocking, was so difficult to deal with with such a small body. If I can't even beat him, it's too embarrassing.

While thinking so, No. 17 was anxious, and couldn't help but pounce on him and pounce straight at Du Ming.

Du Ming dodged No. 17's attack with a slight stride, and before No. 17 could react, he went around behind him, raised his leg and kicked him in the ass, kicking him two more steps forward.

Du Ming's strength was beyond the expectations of the audience below, in the underground boxing arena is a place that completely depends on strength, and the audience saw that Du Ming was so powerful, and they all began to cheer for Du Ming after playing with No. 17.

Du Ming knew that the audience in the underground boxing arena liked to watch hand-to-hand combat in close quarters, so as soon as he turned around on the seventeenth, he took the initiative to pounce, strangled his neck, and began to slam his face with his fists.

No. 17 was beaten by Du Ming and was dazed, waving his hands indiscriminately to resist but couldn't catch Du Ming at all, and finally Du Ming grabbed No. 17's body and threw him to the ground from behind him, and he stood up leisurely and clapped his hands.

Seventeen was thrown to the ground by him, grunting in pain, struggling to sit up, but unable to do anything.

The referee ran to him and began to count the seconds, ten seconds passed quickly, and the referee excitedly raised Du Ming's hand, "The winner is the twelfth!"

For the audience off the field, this dramatic situation in which the seemingly weak side kills the stronger side is also very exciting and interesting, and they all cheered loudly, Du Ming just smiled at the audience below very indifferently.

Soon someone opened the iron cage and ran up to take No. 17 down, Du Ming found a towel to wipe the blood left by the beating of No. 17 on his hands, and then walked off the stage with his pocket and wandered around the venue.

Soon Du Ming found Jin Ling'er and hurried over, "Hey, how about it, how much did you earn by betting on me?"

Jin Ling'er said with admiration, "Your odds are really high, I bet 500 yuan, and now I have 10,000 yuan." ”

"Heh, I bet five hundred on the underground boxing arena, which is a bit small, I knew that I would bring some money to this kind of place today, and I can definitely make a lot of money." ”

"Come on, I don't think you're short of money, why do you always want to make money!"

Du Ming shrugged his shoulders and said innocently, "What's wrong with not lacking money, it's just fun!"

"Okay," Jin Ling'er said, "I don't want any money from gambling today, you just give the principal to my family, and then, hurry up and investigate!"