"But I just want to support him. The little girl said, "I just gave him all my pocket money." ”

"You ......" The middle-aged man was obviously very angry, and many of the people present were acquaintances, didn't this make it clear that others would ridicule him? But since the matter had come to this, he had nothing to say.

"Don't come back next time. He warned his daughter.

The girl didn't speak, her eyes stared straight at Han Dong. Han Dong felt a little moved in her heart, not to mention that it was for anything else, even if it was for the support of this only fan, it couldn't disappoint her.

At this time, the manager of the gym came to the stage, followed by a row of hostesses, all of whom were bare-chested and exposed, extremely sexy, attracting the attention of many people.

"Thank you bosses, big guys for your support, today's event, the draw is about to start, please ......"

Before he finished speaking, the audience shouted impatiently: "If you want to draw lots, start quickly, grind and chirp, do you know how much I am a minute?"

"Yes, yes, this boss said. The manager was frightened and hurriedly apologized. Most of the people sitting in the audience can't afford to offend.

The draw of lots began.

More than a dozen players will be divided into two halves, catch and fight, and the winner will advance to the next round, in order to ensure fairness, each round, will be randomly selected in the VIP room by a personal lottery.

The people in the audience all calmed down. Each draw will directly affect the subsequent odds, and it is also related to whether their bets can be earned back.

Soon, the results of the draw were gradually revealed.

With the most concerned "Song Hu" falling to the upper half of the district, the audience was in an uproar. The supporters of Atzmon and Shi Yanfeng were a little depressed. And Song Hu's supporters couldn't help but jump excitedly!

"There is only one strong player in the first half of the region, Song Hu, it seems that he is the champion this time!"

"Although Azmon and Shi Yanfeng are both strong, they are both in the lower half of the area and meet in advance. ”

"No matter which one comes out of the lower half of the district, I'm afraid, it won't be the opponent of Song Hu who is waiting for work!"

"Can I change my bet now?" asked a young man, stunned. After getting the "no" reply, he became frustrated.

Han Dong looked back at the results of the draw and found that his name fell in the second half of the most tragic fight.

A player next to him, presumably also in the lower half of the area, patted Han Dong on the shoulder: "Dude, it seems that we are both completely out of play." ”

"Not necessarily. Han Dong spat out two words.

The player's eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrible, and muttered, "Han Dong, are you serious?"

However, before Han Dong could answer, the gym manager had already announced that the match was about to officially begin.

Except for the players who are going to play, everyone else sits on the sidelines and prepares.

After a short period of preparation, the first round begins.

First up is the two players in the top half of the division. The two contestants came to the stage and signed the big red "life and death certificate" handed over by Miss Manners.

The so-called life and death situation means that in the process of the game, life and death are fate, and the gym will not be responsible. Therefore, such a competition will stimulate the full potential and fighting spirit of the players, because this is a life-and-death match.

Although there are cases of surrendering and admitting defeat, there are not a few cases of two violent people who kill red-eyed people and accidentally kill people by mistake.

It is precisely because of this that it is fist-to-flesh, bloody and violent, so it can gather a group of loyal and enthusiastic audiences.

The competition has officially begun. Due to the overall weakness of the first half of the district, except for Song Hu, there is only one person in the top six in terms of odds.

Therefore, everyone is not interested in this round, only some neutral, stunned young people who came for the first time, and they are all excited to see this exciting scene.

Offstage, the top three boxers are all relaxed. This first round was even more boring than their usual sparring partners.

At this time, in the box on the second floor, a woman crossed her legs, leaned on the sofa, and watched the movement under the stage through the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

She was wearing a red tulle trench coat and knee-high boots under her feet, revealing a small section of white and round thighs, which was extremely sexy.

"Is he that Han Dong?" said the woman in red, pointing to the young man in the audience.

"Yes, Sister Hong. Next to the woman, the gym manager said respectfully, "It's him, if it weren't for him, we would have lost money yesterday." ”

Sister Hong nodded slightly: "Young, good qualifications." But maybe it's Iron Mountain who is underestimating the enemy, let's see how it is today. ”

"Yes, Sister Hong. The gym manager asked tentatively, "Do you want me to go down and make arrangements?"

"What arrangement?" Sister Hong glared dissatisfied, "There are so many pairs of eyes in the audience, do you want me to not get off the stage?"

"Yes, yes, Sister Hong. The gym manager was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Alright, you go down. Sister Hong waved her hand, and her gaze returned to the ring.

At this time, the first round of the game has been decided. One person entered the next round, and the other person couldn't stand up and was directly dragged down by several security guards.

A long trail of blood dragged out of the ground.

Seeing this scene, many people gasped. The first round was so brutal, and at the end, what kind of bloody and shocking scene would it be?

"The next group of players, Song Hu VS Feng Qing!

The host has started the next round of announcements. The audience suddenly became excited.

"Ah, Song Hu is coming!"

"This is the only one of the four groups in the first half of the district that has something to watch!"

"Feng Qing is also the strength of the top eight, and he met Song Hu so early, and his luck is too bad!"

The players also cheered up, and they all wanted to study Song Hu's moves in advance to increase their probability of winning.

And Han Dong was also staring at Song Hu on the stage, wanting to see how strong this "golden boy in boxing" in the professional competition was.

On the stage, Song Hu and Feng Qing were on both sides of the ring, facing each other.

Song Hu hooked his finger at Feng Qing, "Accept!" His face was extremely calm. He is here for the championship, and before that, all the players were just ants.

"Ahh

Feng Qing on the other side, with a subtle expression on his face, could obviously see that he was very nervous. He shouted to embolden himself, and wrapped his fist in the wind, wanting to take advantage of Song Hu's unpreparedness to strike first.

When his fist almost hit the tip of Song Hu's nose, he saw Song Hu chuckle and dodge sideways.

"What!" Feng Qing didn't expect his punch to be so fast, and it actually missed.

Feng Qing wanted to retract his fist and attack again, but Song Hu had already turned around behind him, and his hands directly clasped Feng Qing's shoulders.

Feng Qing tried his best to break free, but as if he was tied to two iron locks, he couldn't move at all.

"Go for you!" Song Hu suddenly let out a low snort, and with a force in his hand, it was like pulling onions on dry land, and people saw that Feng Qing flew out of the field directly like a cannonball, falling and his face was covered with blood.

"Dangdang!"

A gong sounded, and the host raised Song Hu's arm: "In this round, Song Hu wins!"

"What a quick move!" the audience exclaimed, and many people got up from their chairs. Especially those who were still a little unconfident about voting for Song Hu, they are all hi now.

Although the odds are the lowest, as long as the bet amount is large enough, it is still possible to win.

They thought that Song Hu was very strong, but they didn't expect it to be so terrifying. Feng Qing was also a top eight player, but under Song Hu, he didn't even reach three rounds, and he was directly eliminated in the most humiliating way.

Even Atzmon and Shi Yanfeng had shocked expressions on their faces. They are bound to go through a fight in the lower half before they can rush out, and Song Hu's strength in this half is too weak, is he going to protect the championship?

Both of them had complicated expressions on their faces, thinking about what to do next.

The other players were also discussing, and Han Dong looked at Song Hu on the stage silently.

With the strength he has shown so far, in the eyes of everyone, the suspense of today's championship should not be big.

Merely......

A smile tugged at the corner of Han Ding's mouth. Today is not in vain, this Song Hu is really an opponent worth fighting.