To Zhao's surprise, the driver did not park the car on the ground, but drove the car underground through a very inconspicuous entrance.

When the car drove into the underground garage, Zhao Changshu immediately felt his eyes light up, and he couldn't believe everything that appeared in his field of vision!

It turned out to be a huge underground parking lot!

In the underground parking lot, Zhao Changshu saw a lot, and what shocked him was the car parked in the park! This is simply a big exhibition of famous cars, a big sell-off! Ferrari, Bentley, Lamborghini, Maserati, you are embarrassed to park here when you drive a BMW 3 Series.

The stark contrast between the desolation on the ground and the luxury underground caused a great impact on Zhao Changlan's mind, but this guy quickly understood. The desolation on the ground is just a cover, and the real cats are tired of underground, and these people have taken great pains to organize black market boxing matches.

The driver sitting in front of Zhao Changshu obviously didn't feel that it was really inconsistent for his Buick to drive into this luxury lineup, he drove the car straight into a parking space, and then stepped out of the car, signaling Zhao Changshu to get out of the car and follow him.

Zhao Lance followed behind his butt and walked towards a corner of the underground garage, looking in the direction they were walking, Zhao Lance suddenly found that at the end of his line of sight, there was an elevator door.

The elevator is a sensor door, and when the two walked over, the elevator door automatically opened, and the two walked in. The elevator began to descend rapidly downward.

After about five minutes, the elevator stopped, the door opened automatically, and two people got out of the elevator. On the walls, ceilings, and thick pillars, there are all kinds of bright and flickering lamps everywhere, and the ground is covered with white marble slabs, which are smooth and shining, reflecting the surrounding lamps. Zhao Changlan had the feeling of entering the Heavenly Illusion Array.

It is a huge underground square, and there are several cafes and western restaurants on the edge of the square, and there are quite a few customers in it, who are spending a good time. Seeing these people, Zhao Changshu immediately understood why there were so many luxury cars in the parking lot above.

In front of the small shop is a road more than six meters wide, with bright street lights at the edge of the road, and neatly arranged stainless steel street lamp poles stretching into the distance, and I don't know where the end is.

There are also several single-decker buses parked on the side of the road, which are specially made and only the height of a sedan, but they are very long, and can accommodate about 100 people.

Many colorful men and women were getting into the car, talking constantly. Zhao and the driver also got on the bus in the crowd, and through the bits and pieces of words of the people around them, Zhao heard that they seemed to be talking about a boxing match.

Seeing everything in front of him, although Zhao Changshu felt very shocked, he was not as helpless as Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden. This kind of underground city, Zhao Changshu has also seen in Huaguo General Manager, and General Manager Xie's Dongshan underground command post is much more luxurious than here.

Zhao Changshu probably understood what was going on in this small underground city. It must have been a coal mine in the past, but for some unknown reason it was discontinued, and someone bought the abandoned coal mine, and the underground that had been hollowed out of the coal was transformed to become what it is now, and the famous black market boxing tournament in New York may be hidden here.

Zhao Changshu couldn't help but sigh a little at the financial resources of the rich Americans to make such a big show, but the real big money, ordinary people simply don't have the strength. It seems that this organization that organizes illegal black market boxing tournaments is not your average.

The bus stopped at the end of the road, and everyone got off one after another, and in front of them was a gate, and everyone walked in twos and threes.

Zhao Changshu and the two did not follow behind everyone's buttocks, but took a special passage and entered the gate.

Inside the gate is a standard fighting arena, surrounded by stepped stands, but there are not many seats in the stands, only about 2,000, after all, there are not many people who really like this bloody sport and are very rich. In fact, the people who come here are not only here to watch the bloody fights, but also to gamble on boxing. The organizers of boxing tournaments, each match will offer different odds, attracting a large number of gamblers.

There were a lot of people in the stands today, one could even say that they were overcrowded, and everyone was staring at the ring below the stands. Bursts of shrill screams came from his mouth.

The ring here is different from the ring in other competitions. The ring is not a square box, nor an octagonal cage for the UFC, but a round one, surrounded by nearly four meters of barbed wire, which is also densely covered with sharp spikes. The cold light flashed in the light, which was daunting.

The fighting that takes place here is the most primitive and ferocious fight, a true unlimited fight, where they can use the most brutal moves to hit any part of the opponent's body, including eyes, throat, balls, because here, life is no longer important.

They can even use cold weapons, but the fighters themselves cannot carry weapons to the ring, they can only get weapons from the audience. When the fight is at its highest, the frenzied spectators can buy weapons from the organizers according to their preferences and throw them at their supporters to hack their opponents to death on the ring.

It was a bloody, brutal, humanitarian, and perhaps not at all a sport.

When Zhao was led into a box by the driver, he saw a boxing match going on in the ring, with two fighters fighting in the ring with bare arms and only boxing shorts. Both of them had reached the end of the crossbow, covered in blood, and the blood was dripping down their thighs to the ring, leaving a bloody picture in the ring.

A fighter burst out with the last of his strength, jumped in front of his opponent with an arrow step, swooped down, put his shoulder on the opponent's lower abdomen, and suddenly resisted the opponent with a force, and then let out a roar of rage, and with a flip of his wrist, he actually lifted the opponent high above his head!

Suddenly there were earth-shattering screams from the stands! Everyone shouted like crazy, shouted wildly, shouted hoarsely, and had no scruples.

The bloody fights in the ring not only did not arouse even the slightest pity in them, but instead inspired their primitive brutal bestiality!

Here, they can no longer be regarded as a complete person, but beasts that have returned to the primeval jungle one by one!

Amid the frantic shouts of the audience, the fighter also erupted again, smashing the opponent above his head directly into the barbed wire fence covered with spikes!

The opponent's thighs and back were suddenly cut by sharp spikes, and his boxing shorts were hung by a large spike, and his entire body was also hung with barbed wire. At this time, he was already unconscious, his head and limbs were hanging naturally from the barbed wire, hanging from the barbed wire like a dead man, motionless, blood flowing through his body, leaving blood marks on his body, and then dripping onto the ring, splashing everywhere in the ticking sound.

Zhao Changshu just glanced at the boxing ring, and didn't say anything, he had some pity for those fighters, it was better to be beaten to death by someone like this, than to be punched to death.

After Zhao Changshu walked into the box, he saw Frank for the first time. The driver who had led him was already standing beside Frank, muttering something in his ear. Zhao Changshu could tell when he saw Frank's eyes constantly floating towards him that the damn driver must have said something about him, or maybe it was something that he didn't wear a hood when he came.

Sure enough, as soon as the damn driver left Frank's side, Frank walked up to Zhao Changshu and said with a smile: "You are really bold, you dare to come here without a hood, you are still the first." ”

Zhao Changshu shrugged indifferently, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "Frank, don't forget one thing, there is a cooperative relationship between us, I fight, you give me the way to fight, everyone makes money." I'd be upset if every time I came and you had someone put a hood on me. I have a problem, once I'm unhappy, I don't play well, and if Boss Frank loses money at that time, I will feel very guilty. ”

"Hahaha! Sure enough, there is a personality!" Frank laughed and patted Zhao Changshu on the shoulder, no longer pursuing this matter, but looking at the ring below, now is not the time to pursue this matter. Zhao Changshu also set his sights on the ring.

The fight in the ring was over, and the victorious side stood in the ring and shouted loudly, just as the barbed wire opponent fell to the ground with a thud. After landing on the ground, his body actually moved, and his mouth snorted, I don't know what he muttered, probably regretting that he couldn't get the bonus, right?

It's a pity that not only did he not get his victory bonus, but he also couldn't even get the appearance fee, because his opponent, the guy who was shouting for victory, saw him fall from the barbed wire, and in the midst of the wild shouts of the audience, he jumped in front of him with an arrow, raised his right foot high, and stomped on his head!

He was already dying, and he didn't have a trace of strength in his body, so how could he dodge the opponent's violent blow! At the moment when his head was stomped, he only heard a crisp click from his head, and then from his ears, nose and eyes, streams of blood flowed out, and his body twitched irregularly a few times before there was no movement.

Perverted roars erupted again from the surrounding stands, screaming wow-wow, but they couldn't hear what they were calling for.

"How's that? What's going on? There are no judges, no judges, and the only criterion for judging victory or defeat is to beat the enemy to the point where they can't fight back, or to just kill the opponent!oh, I mean, are you going to give up the game because you're scared?" asked Frank, glancing at Zhao Changshu out of the corner of his eye, with a trembling chin. At this moment, he was indeed a little worried that Zhao Changshu would give up on stage, through the previous contact with Zhao Changlan, he felt that he couldn't control Zhao Changshu at all, and the boxers he kept in captivity were not the same at all.