"Shaman, Shaman, Shaman......"

Before the fight even began, the crowd around the ring was already in a frenzy, chanting his name.

At this time, Wang Hui, who was sitting in the attic private room with Xu Lin, watched the scene below with interest.

But to be honest, rather than looking at the shirtless Shaman Shang Luo on the stage, Wang Hui still prefers to admire Xu Lin sitting next to him.

This woman, after entering the room, actually dragged the jeans on her body in front of herself, making Wang Hui look at the thighs with skin as white as milk.

The action of undressing, according to the habit of a big man like Wang Hui, is just to throw his clothes on the ground as soon as he takes them off.

But what about Xu Lin?

Originally, the skinny jeans were relatively close-fitting, and it must be a little troublesome to take them off.

But she was right in front of Wang Hui's eyes, leaning down, and with an elegant posture, she shed the slightest of it.

During this period, Xu Lin, who raised her head, was also covered by the colored hair on her head. Wang Hui could only vaguely see her with a bewitching smile.

After she took off her jeans, she took out a short blue skirt from the closet in the private room and passed it to her body in a hurry.

During this period, neither Wang Hui nor Xu Lin said a word.

Wang Hui was unwilling to break this wonderful feeling, while Xu Lin seized the opportunity that he didn't have to let the man in front of him indulge in his charm.

Because, she needs a strong man to work for her greater good.

It wasn't until Xu Lin changed his clothes that he got on the bamboo chair next to Wang Hui, and after glancing at Wang Hui, he asked, "Hehe, little brother!

"That's what I asked, looking at Sister Lin's wonderful figure, isn't it right for me to drool?"

Between men and women, there must be some interaction, and that is more happiness.

In the mutual questioning between the two, they still call each other Little Brother and Sister Lin, which is a tacit understanding between the two.

Wang Hui found this very interesting.

"Okay, as long as you can promise that Muay Thai Shaman, I will not only show you a change of clothes, but also show you the inside of the clothes!"

In a flirtatious tone, Xu Lin's gaze had already fallen on the field.

Wang Hui didn't say much, he understood that a woman like Xu Lin was not so easy to get. Turning his head past, he also looked at the field again.

Shout! Here's the fun.

Wang Hui saw that Shaman's opponents turned out to be three muscular men. This is a bit exaggerated, you must know that in the black boxing arena, it is mainly one-on-one.

After all, those who fight black boxing more or less have their own dignity. And these three strong men are a little shameless in doing this.

Seeing the question in Wang Hui's eyes, and not waiting for Wang Hui to ask, Xu Lin took the initiative to speak.

"It's the rule of Sharman Shangluo, because it's rare to get past three rounds in front of him in a one-on-one arena.

Therefore, there is a special case of three to one. ”

When he said this, Xu Lin also stretched out his finger and motioned to Wang Hui to look at the upper left corner of the ring, where are the odds of the two sides fighting.

After all, this is a black boxing stadium, and you can't bet without playing a bet.

However, what made Wang Hui feel interested was that he saw that Shaman's odds were 1:1.0.

What frequency is this?

In the World Cup, favorites like Germany and Brazil generally have odds of around 1:10.

And the odds of 1:1.01, snuggle up to your 100 yuan bet, and you can earn a dollar if you win.

Basically, the odds are almost a 100% chance of a 100% win for Sharman.

"Hmph, just like that, there are restrictions. Each person bets on him to win, and can only invest a maximum of 10,000 yuan. In this way, whenever Sharman is out of the jam, the chips he will win are definitely not less than five million.

The annoying thing is that this person wins every time, and a bookmaker like me loses a lot of money!

As if complaining, Xu Lin said something like this next to him.

Wang Hui followed Xu Lin's words and began to think. Could it be that this woman seduces herself for this reason?

However, put this aside for the time being, Wang Hui is more curious!

"By the way, what are the odds if I fight with Shaman?" Wang Hui, who did not respond to Xu Lin, turned his head and asked this question.

"You are 1:25 and Shaman is 1:1.1. Hmph, by the way, two days later you duel with him, and the bet on Shaman has already won more than 20 million chips.

And you, still zero. ”

He Crimson, who was talking, actually had a little pain in his head. If Wang Hui also loses to that guy, she will have to accompany two million in one night.

"Watch the game. At this time, the following game also began, and after Wang Hui prompted, he stopped talking.

His interest in that Shaman Shangluo was now ignited.

Because of the prediction he made before, his opponent should be Hades King Huang Ming, because this guy is also a figure with a head and a face in the killer line no matter what.

I didn't expect it to come out like this. Thinking about Huang Ming's confident state when he challenged at the beginning, he must have great confidence that this Muay Thai fighter is Shaman.

And with Wang Hui's thinking, the two sides have also stood in the ring.

Compared with Shaman's domineering, the three strong men opposite were particularly nervous. Despite the superiority, no one dared to attack forward, but adopted defensive tactics in unison.

In Wang Hui's eyes, he basically knows the outcome of this game.

Cowardice before fighting is a taboo for soldiers, and in the absence of momentum, there is no point in fighting.

As Wang Hui expected, after the two sides stood still for half a minute, the sharman moved.

To Wang Hui's surprise, that Shaman's attack routine turned out to be based on straight punches and side legs.

As a Muay Thai master, he didn't even use elbow and knee attacks, which is enough to see his arrogance and confidence.

But also with a small side leg, with the support of strong explosive power, Shaman actually beat three opponents back again and again.

It was just over two minutes before a white towel flew over the ring after the two fighters were knocked out.

The two sides had won and lost, and with the audience's tsunami-like cheers, Shaman walked off the stage indifferently without the slightest expression.

At this time, Xu Lin turned his head to look at Wang Hui next to him.

saw the corners of his mouth, revealing a shallow smile.

Yes, Wang Hui is laughing.

Because he can see that this Muay Thai fighter called Shaman is really good. This made Wang Hui, who originally thought that fighting in the ring was a formality, also ignited great interest.

"Little brother, what do you think of this Shaman?"

"Very strong. ”

"Oh, then why are you still laughing?"

"Huh, did I just laugh?"

Wang Hui asked very seriously, because he really didn't realize that he was laughing. Even though Wang Hui chose to fake his death and retired from the employment world.

But Wang Hui can never change his character, that is, when he is strong, he is strong. The more he encounters tough opponents, the more excited he is to cash in.

Faced with Wang Hui's question, Xu Lin chose to remain silent.

She is a mixed family, and she is also well-informed. But looking at Wang Hui, she never saw through this man.

"Sister Lin, call someone to come over the poss machine. After a while, Wang Hui, who took the initiative to speak, made this request.

"Good. After responding, Xu Lin left to pick up the mobile phone, and asked his subordinates to send a POSS machine and put it in front of Wang Hui.

"I'll brush 200,000 yuan, and I'll win by myself. Wang Hui, who said that, crossed the silver card in his hand.

And this is 200,000 yuan, which is also the continuation of all his holdings in China, when he was once given by Li Xiang.

Just kidding, knowing your odds of 1:25, it's a pity that you don't make a lot of money!

"Hehe, it seems that the little brother is really confident in himself. Looking at Wang Hui's actions, Xu Lin said happily.

In this case, if Wang Hui wins, then she must give him a bet of five million. But with the same business, she also made at least 15 million.

"I'm not confident, I'm hungry, you know. Faced with Xu Lin's culture, Wang Hui replied badly.

Especially when the word 'longing' is spoken, the voice is deliberately accentuated. It was also in this way to remind Xu Lin not to forget their previous agreement.

Having said that, for a woman like Xu Lin, Wang Hui's opinion is naturally not mixed with real feelings like Li Xiang.

But it's not like treating ordinary women, just with a playful mentality.

To be precise, Wang Hui has a sense of appreciation for Xu Lin. He doesn't have the reserved nature of a Chinese woman, or never pretentious.

can say his needs generously in front of a man, but does not give people a vulgar feeling.

And the woman who can control this underground boxing arena must not be an ordinary woman.

With this woman, Wang Hui felt very happy.

Xu Lin can't see through Wang Hui, and Wang Hui also sees through her. Only in this way can the relationship between the two be more interesting.

"Sister Hong, I want to invite you to a glass of wine. ”

"Okay!"

"But I don't have any money. ”

Indeed, Wang Hui ran out of money, and all the money in the card was pressed on what he won.

"Hehe, do you mean to let me invite you to drink?"

"No, I want to make some extra money, can you introduce me to me?"

Looking at Shaman's performance just now, Wang Hui, who was a little itchy for a while, wanted to go to the ring and take a walk.

In any case, the seat fighter has to earn money!

After making money, you can invite Xu Lin to drink, and you can enjoy yourself, why not do it?