"Damn, what is Jintai doing?"

"That is, let a bronze boxer who has never fought a game directly face the powerful person in the silver boxer, isn't it obvious whether you win or lose?"

"Nima, if it weren't for the cute game, labor and management wouldn't have come here!"

"I think Jin Tai has his considerations in this arrangement, haven't you heard about it just now? This bronze guy is the first fight, and Jin Tai directly arranged the silver fighter in the first fight, and he must have confidence in his strength. ".2."

"That's right. ”

"But... Mouse, this name is too arbitrary, isn't it?"

……

There was a lot of talk around, but the host didn't care.

"Now, let's invite the fighters from both sides to enter!"

As the two white cold lights on the top of the ring lit up, the situation in the ring finally came into view.

On one side, there is a man in a black tracksuit who doesn't look strong, and compared to the boxer's figure, it should be said that he is relatively thin.

The man was wearing a black mask, not intending to show his true face, and his eyes were radiant, scanning the group of people in the audience.

Lin Hao didn't like the feeling of being watched as a toy.

Playing black boxing, for him, is also like a child playing at home, he can win casually if he wants to, if it weren't for accompanying Shen Xiaoya to this kind of place, he wouldn't have come here to play black boxing.

On the other side, the man he called the lion.

He didn't hide his face, a middle-aged face, coupled with that yellowed thick beard, really looked a bit like a humanoid lion, which really matched the title of this male lion.

But...

He's just an ordinary person.

It is even more different from Wang Rong, who has reached the early stage of the Yellow Rank just by virtue of training, and is even close to the strength of a foreign martial artist in the middle of the Yellow Order.

It can be said that he, a silver boxer, should only be a little stronger than ordinary people, and it should not be a big problem to deal with more than a dozen adults.

But to Lin Hao's words......

Hehe, he is confident that he can solve this guy with one finger.

"Okay, the mouse and the lion, one is small, the other is the king of the forest, see if the mouse eats the king of the forest, or the king of the forest crushes the mouse?"

"Let's wait and see!"

The host took the opportunity to mobilize the emotions of the audience.

"Now, I announce!"

"Play, let's go!"

……

"Come on, come on, open the village, open the village!"

"If you bet on the lion to win, one loses one, and if the mouse wins, one loses three!"

"Damn, do you still need to talk about this? This body is the gap, the lion's battle labor has watched a few games, I dare to say, this mouse can't last three moves in the hands of the lion!"

"Pressing the lion 10,000. ”

"Twenty thousand!"

"Although it is one to one, it is better than nothing, 30,000 yuan, and the wages of the labor and management bar for two months are pressed up!"

"Cut, I think that Jin Tai must have their considerations in arranging this competition, I will press the mouse, well, pressure, pressure 3,000 yuan. ”

……

The audience present naturally supports the old fighter Lion, and only a few people will press on Lin Hao.

"I press a million, and the mouse wins. ”

At this time, a beautiful female voice came into everyone's eyes.

Million?

These three words immediately made many people turn around.

The woman was also wearing a black tracksuit and a mask, which made people look out of her age, similar to the mouse who was preparing for the competition in the ring.

"It's ...... Moe?"

Many of the people present came to see Mengmeng's competition at 11 o'clock in the evening today.

After several competitions, Mengmeng's perfect devil-like figure, coupled with a sweet and beautiful voice with a hint of immaturity, has won a lot of fans.

Whether it is a young man in his twenties or a forty-year-old uncle, he is attracted to Meng Meng.

That graceful and heroic posture is simply perfect!

If Xiao Ya reveals her beautiful face at this time, there is no doubt that there will be many rich sons or crazy pursuits such as big bosses on the cliff.

In their eyes, don't they just ask for money when they box? The people who come here cannot be at the bottom of society, and there are even more of those top rich second generations, and they don't lack money.

"I pressed a million rats, remember?"

Shen Xiaoya's bank card was thrown in front of the dealer, and he was quite imposing.

"Ahhh ”

The dealer nodded repeatedly.

He is a person inside the Jintai Boxing Stadium, and he knows that this Meng Meng may become their fourth platinum boxer, the identity of a platinum boxer, he is a banker, he can only kneel and lick, and he can't be respectful.

The bank card is swiped on the credit card machine, and one million is quickly deducted.

Xiaoya borrowed the bank card handed over, turned around and left.

"Wait, wait, wait......"

A man who was gorgeously dressed and knew at a glance that he was the kind of rich boy hurriedly stopped Xiaoya.

"How?"

Xiaoya turned her head.

"Miss Mengmeng, I don't know if Ben Shao has a chance to witness Miss......'s true face? A million!" the man smiled confidently, puffed out his chest, and held out a finger.

Black boxing?

Isn't it just for the money?

If you're pretty, you'll be smashed into bed with money in minutes.

However, this guy obviously doesn't know that Xiaoya is so poor that she only has money left.

"Coax!"

This sentence immediately caused some sensation.

A million? just to take away her mask and see her real face?

What is a real tyrant?

This Tema is ah!

One million, how many times can you go to the Tomita Hotel, in this big young man, just to see a woman's face?

Well, you have money and you are capricious, we don't speak.

"Money?"

Xiao Ya smiled coldly, "I'll give you two million, you get out of here, okay?"

The confident smile on the man's face froze suddenly.

"Look, look, let's start, start fighting, start fighting......"

Suddenly, a man pointed to the ring and shouted.

But this sentence was stuck in his throat before he finished speaking.

Because...

The situation on the field at this point is a little shocking.

The man in the black tracksuit stood steadily, while on the other side, the "Golden Lion King" who he called the lion was already lying under the wall, his head tilted, unconscious.

And the mouse, as if he had slapped a fly to death, patted the dust on his hands, and strode away, leaving only everyone who were still confused.

Just now...

What's going on?

Why is the lion lying there?

Some of those who noticed the ring only saw the lion rushing over briskly and then ......

There is no then.

The male lion didn't seem to have touched the person yet, so he flew out directly, and no one could see how the mouse made a move.