The crowd exploded, and Jackson looked at Lin Xiao with wide eyes, surprised and angry: "Why are you fighting? Who are you calling?" Lin Xiao leaned in his ear and said, "Guo Qingsheng once lost to me." Jackson couldn't believe his ears, he squatted down and asked Guo Qingsheng if it was real, Guo Qingsheng nodded with difficulty.

Jackson called the two agents aside, discussed with them, and told them that this is the most powerful boxer from the country of kung fu - China, Guo Qingsheng has been defeated by him, let's pack it up again and let him finish the fight. The agents on both sides also had no choice, and it turned out like this, and no one had a good result, so they agreed.

The three of them discussed a plan: Lin Xiao played this game for compensation, there was no appearance fee if he lost, and he could only get half of the bonus if he won, and the appearance fee of Marcus would be increased by 10%, and the rest would remain unchanged. Then he talked to Lin Xiao and Marcus separately, of course Lin Xiao had no opinion, but he didn't want to cause another incident, he just thought about how to solve the matter, and it didn't matter what the conditions were. Marcus looked at Lin Xiao's thin appearance, and didn't take him seriously at all, so he agreed.

Jackson announced to the crowd that the upcoming game was scheduled for tomorrow night. People were also excited to see Chinese fighters in action, and some shouted "Kung Fu" and "Bruce Lee", hoping to see another Bruce Lee from China.

Two staff members came over and carried Guo Qingsheng onto the stretcher, Lin Xiao and the other four followed out, Guo Qingsheng reached out and held Lin Xiao's hand holding the stretcher, shook it lightly twice, expressed his gratitude, Lin Xiao patted his hand and asked him not to take it to heart.

The crowd poured out, and there were all kinds of voices in the mixed flow of people, some cursing themselves for losing at the hands of this damn Chinese today; some singing happily and excited about the unexpected victory; some looking forward to tomorrow's game; and some feeling that today's game was exciting and tomorrow would not be interesting.

Zhao Jing and Lin Xiao walked together, constantly reporting to him all kinds of discussions they heard, Lin Xiao also felt funny, and said to her, "What do you think of tomorrow's game?" Zhao Jing wanted to stimulate his fighting spirit, so he gave him a thumbs up and said, "Tomorrow the Chinese dragon is this." Lin Xiao looked at Guo Qingsheng, who had passed out again, and was also full of expectations.

When several people arrived at the door, the owner of the boxing stadium and the agents of both sides called Lin Xiao and the others over, and they drew up a contract for the agreement just now, asked Lin Xiao to sign it, and asked Lu Zhenyuan to be the guarantor. Lu Zhenyuan didn't expect that he was also trapped, and he regretted bringing Lin Xiao to see this excitement.

After signing the contract, they went out of the underground parking lot, and there were many people gathered outside, they wanted to see what this Chinese looked like, and dared to challenge the "Hell Demon King" Marcus. As soon as Lin Xiao and the other four went out, someone recognized him, surrounded him, and applauded him, Lin Xiao and the others didn't dare to stay here for a long time, and hurriedly walked forward. Suddenly, a person blocked the way, holding a pistol in his hand, facing Lin Xiao, with angry eyebrows: "You caused me to lose money, you compensate me." Lin Xiao was stunned, and the crowd around him was also stunned, and the timid woman screamed in fright. It was a young black man in his twenties, with a thin face and a plain denim suit, all a little pale. Lu Zhenyuan walked over: "This gentleman, if you have something to say, can you put the gun down first?" The man shouted: "Don't come here, I'll shoot if I leave again." All my money is lost, I can't live, kill him, and I will die. Lu Zhenyuan stood up and raised his hands: "Calm, calm, how much money did you lose, can I compensate you?"

The cowboy guy's eyes were red, and his lips trembled: "10,000 yuan, you pay me 10,000 yuan!" Lu Zhenyuan didn't expect him to lose so much, seeing that he is not a rich man, gambling is a joke, this kind of gambling method is not worth a bankruptcy. The cowboy continued: "This is my mother's life-saving money, it's all gone, I could have won, it's all your fault, it's all your fault." Lin Xiao then figured out what was going on, and he tried to explain: "That's my friend, I can't watch him die." The cowboy guy burst into tears down his cheeks: "Then what about my mother, she is still lying in the hospital, there is no money, I have no money to treat her, I could have won 100,000 yuan." ”

Lin Xiao thought: This is a fool, gambling with his mother's life-saving money, and he still wants to win money to pay for medical expenses, so he doesn't want to do what if he loses. This time he was wronged, but maybe he won't win this matter if he doesn't have much, in fact, he is also a filial child, but he didn't choose the right way. After thinking about it, he decided to take a gamble as well, and he said to the cowboy guy, "I don't have so much money to pay you." Liu Changhai said on the side: "I have it, I will compensate." ”

Lin Xiao stopped him: "Don't be busy, let's do it, how about I help you win it back tomorrow?" The cowboy guy saw hope again: "Win back, how to win?" Lin Xiao patiently said to him: "Tomorrow I will fight for the sharp axe, you come to bet that I won, and get the money back." The cowboy guy was skeptical: "What if you lose?" Lin Xiao pointed at Lu Zhenyuan and Liu Changhai: "Look, my friends are all rich people, can they be guarantors?"

The cowboy guy looked at the two, Lu Zhenyuan thought about letting him put the gun down first, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes." Liu Changhai also nodded, and the cowboy put down the gun, because he was too excited and nervous, he suddenly knelt on the ground, hiding his face and crying bitterly. Lin Xiao walked over and pulled him up: "I'm sorry, you lost money, believe me, I will definitely be able to win tomorrow." The cowboy raised his hand and shouted, "Kung Fu, Kung Fu." A group of Chinese kung fu fans also shouted "Kung Fu" and "Bruce Lee".

The four of them hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and got into the car, Lu Zhenyuan quickly started the car and stayed away from the crowd, Liu Changhai spoke first: "Lin Xiao, are you sure?" Lin Xiao didn't answer immediately, he didn't have experience in this kind of competition, this is different from the battle with Guo Qingsheng in the morning, that battle can't fight and can escape, saving life is the first. Unlike countless life-and-death fights, in that case, the opponent can do whatever it takes, and he can do whatever it takes, with only one goal: life and death. No matter how strong the opponent is in tomorrow's game, it is impossible to retreat, and if you lose, you can only be slaughtered, just like Guo Qingsheng today.

Besides, the only weapons that can be used are hands and feet, this "Hell Demon King" Marcus is too powerful, not to mention his strength and speed, just his strong muscles, like a bison, it is not easy to knock him down and defeat him, just want to exhaust him, just like dealing with Guo Qingsheng today, I am afraid that it will be difficult, I can only take one step at a time. Thinking of this, he slowly shook his head: "I'm not very sure." ”