Entering the door, what greeted you was a circle of stepped seats, and in the center of the layers of encirclement was a quadrangular cage, no need to ask who Du Feng knew very well the function of this cage.

Once in the East China Sea, Zuo Baofeng's Zunjue Club had something, and at that time they called this "Fighting Beast Cage." "It's a place for black boxing. There is this thing here, to be honest, Du Feng is not surprised by this.

The two big men in the cage are desperately fighting each other, each punch is aimed at the point, and every blow is trying their best. With an undying momentum, it is like two fierce beasts fighting in a cage.

In the audience around them, different races roared in different languages, some scolded, some cheered, sometimes they desperately waved their fists, as if they wanted to replace the people in the cage, sometimes they looked at their chips silently, clenched their fists fiercely, and wanted to help the players fight back fiercely.

There are three things in this world that can arouse the primitive desires of human beings, the first is hormones, the second is money, and the third is violence! In the face of these three things, even the most gentle and reserved gentleman will inevitably show his ugly side. Now Syria is at the center of the vortex of war, the stimulus of war is like a stimulant injected into everyone's body, people's madness needs something to ease, this drive for violence makes people go here to watch the most exciting performances.

The thrill of crazy betting, huge leverage gambling and bloody blending has made countless people addicted to it. But no one knows that this thing is like a giant beast that can only devour, constantly devouring money, energy, and even life!

Under Quent's arrangement, Wang Miao found a position in the front of the audience, and he said to Du Feng excitedly: "Come brother, sit here!"

Du Feng nodded, sitting next to Wang Miao like a pure white, and from time to time he deliberately leaked a look of fear and curiosity.

Du Feng's ignorant appearance made Wang Miao very proud. Like a real veteran, he kept talking to Du Feng about this and that.

After a while, a woman in a close-fitting suit walked slowly and handed the two of them a tablet.

"When you need to place a bet, just do it on it. ”

Wang Miao waved his hand very old-fashioned to show that he knew the rules, and when the woman stepped back, he took the tablet and compared it with Du Feng: "Brother Liu, look at this, now the information of the two is here, just bet directly, while this one is not over, I will place a few bets first." ”

Wang Miao pointed to the person on the right: "Brother, I don't understand you the first time, my brother taught you, did you see that one in blue, this guy is a professional fighter, and he has won five consecutive victories, but it seems that he didn't perform well today." ”

The information of the two players can be seen from the tablet, Wang Miao said that it is really good, the man in blue is indeed a professional player, he has been in many black boxing venues, and even the most famous WAE in North America has also won 97 games, and he has shined in the previous games, but today it seems that he has been suppressed by unknown opponents throughout the whole process, and has gradually retreated to a corner and can only do simple defense.

"The odds of 4.1! Let's go in while the bet is not over, and seek wealth and danger."

The two in the cage are still fighting, black boxing is different from professional boxing, there is no division, and it will not be like a professional game with a few points to indicate the relationship between victory and defeat, here there is only you to live and die, no matter how cruel and no one will stop it, because cruelty is what the audience likes to see, and the only winning rule is to kill and injure the opponent.

Wang Miao happily clicked a series of data on the tablet, and then used his mobile phone to complete the order bet. Relying on the afterglow, it is not difficult for Du Feng to find that the value entered by this guy is not less than 6 digits.

Du Feng was also like Wang Miao, filling in the bets, but the bet was on the big man who had been being chased and beaten, 200,000 US dollars.

Wang Miao saw Du Feng's bet and said, "Brother, how can you bet on him? What a good opportunity to make money, 4.1." ”

Du Feng smiled: "Your hand is slipping!"

Wang Miao gave Du Feng an idiot-like look, took out the box of treasured Chinese cigarettes from his arms, and picked one up to himself: "Brother, don't blame my brother for not giving you a chance to make money." ”

The two sides on the field continued to fight, Du Feng also squinted at this beast battle, the attack of the Middle Eastern youth in red pants was indeed fierce, but in Du Feng's eyes, it was a bluff.

If there is a gap between the two, it is endurance, the blue side has been chased and beaten, but the next set is extremely stable, and there is no confusion at all, but the opponent is already at the end of the strong crossbow in the round of attacks, the attack first becomes relaxed, and then it will become weak!

Sure enough, a hook went out, and the young man couldn't control his body anymore, and he actually floated out a little along with the inertia.

One opportunity was enough to turn the entire battle upside down, and the man in blue seized the opportunity to knock the young man down with one punch, and then gave a violent blow to the young man who fell to the ground.

Soon the tide of battle was one-sided.

"BLU wins!"

The referee in the audience opened the cage, and without looking at the young man on the ground, he walked to the blue side and raised the big man's right hand high and said, "Congratulations on the situation's six consecutive victories." ”

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"TMD!" Wang Miao scolded: "Wasn't it quite fierce just now?"

Wang Miao scolded loudly, and said to Du Feng in a somewhat sour tone: "Brother, you are really lucky. ”

Du Feng replied with an embarrassed smile and said, "I'm really lucky." ”

Du Feng didn't want to talk too much to Wang Miao, sometimes explaining too much was not a good thing, but would bring disaster.

Next, Du Feng didn't bet, just watched Wang Miao keep clicking on the amount on the tablet, Wang Miao had profits and losses after three games, and after a single 3.5 odds game was blocked, Wang Miao stopped unsatisfied, looked at him and looked at his betting list of 100,000 US dollars, and beat his chest and said: "MD is less, I knew that I would play a little more, if Lao Tzu is all down, it will be 4 times!"

The boxer in the cage stepped back, and the referee in a suit and leather shoes stepped up to the stage again and said, "Haven't you seen enough?"

"Not enough!" the crowd kept roaring, most of these people had come to invest in the past, and there were many mercenaries, local residents, and people who were stirred up by the blood kept cheering.

"Next, bring you more exciting!"

Wang Miao became interested for a while: "Brother, this is a good show, I promise you haven't seen it." ”