It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of the Ning Tong Bar, and I looked back at the billboard with big eyes, and I thought that more and more of my peers would notice this bar that belonged to Mr. Fish, or our bar, so what would happen next.

The old poor ghost said: "People should never try to be the same as others, because everyone is born different, if everyone is equally accurate in marksmanship, who can notice that tiles can kill people." Even if it's something that already exists, if you use it first, everyone will say it's your innovation, and then everyone will imitate it, so there's so-called progress. "I came home and looked at his picture and suddenly remembered this passage.

Sometimes the old man still has some meaning when he speaks, and it seems that there are some benefits to living a long life. So is this collaboration with Mr. Yu an innovation, I looked at the photo again, and I thought he would say, "That's not what you do." ”

I picked up the nameplate again, it was dirty, a little distorted, and my brow jumped for some reason. The appointment with them was five o'clock in the afternoon, and I didn't have much to prepare until then. This time is reserved for Mousse, as a supernumerary member of the gang, he has to come up with some decent skills, such as the rules of admission.

We first met the introducer at half past four in the afternoon in a restaurant. His age is about thirty years old, his image is extremely ordinary, and he belongs to the kind of "passerby A" who completely loses his sense of existence when he is stuck in the crowd, as for his real name, he did not disclose it, only that everyone calls him "Ah Qiang".

This is a relationship that Mousse managed to find, and I realized that if I went directly like last time, I wouldn't be able to get in at all.

At around 8:40 p.m. that night, we received a call from Cuong, who came to pick me up from a young man who called himself Xiao Li. He seemed to want to investigate where we came from, and along the way he always asked where we came from and what our job was. We are too lazy to talk all the way Mousse is chatting with Xiao Li, Mousse's eloquence is really good, at this moment in Xiao Li's eyes, we have all become the rich second generation who have nothing to do and seek excitement.

One hour later, we arrived at an underground parking lot on the outskirts. After getting out of the car, Cuong came over from a distance and greeted us. "Let's go, I'll take you in. On the way, Cuong told me that under normal circumstances, they charge 1,000 yuan for picking up people by car, which is also considered a ticket price. When I said I wanted to give him the money, he waved his hand, "No, you were introduced by an acquaintance, and you are considered a 'regular customer'." ”

It turns out that their customers here are generally divided into "raw customers" and "regular customers", "raw customers" are generally people who come through local "snakeheads" as intermediaries, and "regular customers" refer to people who come through "official channels" under the introduction of friends. Cuong said that they don't receive many new customers here now, "We usually have to be introduced by insiders before we accept them." ”

The entrance to the ring was a small door in the corner of the parking lot, and there were two young men with magnetic detectors in the doorway. Cuong asked us to give him the mobile phone we were carrying, and asked the two young men to do a "security check" for us. After discovering that we were not carrying any other contraband, they opened the door.

This "boxing ring" is not as dim and smoky as imagined, and the three spotlights overhead illuminate the entire boxing ring. The ring is about 300 square meters in size, and there is a red carpet ring in the center. There were less than 200 people in the audience, both men and women, who sat in twos and threes on the chairs that had already been set up, looking very gentle.

Cuong led us to a place to sit down, "The only rule is that you have to bet." Ah Qiang said that there is no limit to the amount of bets, as little as a few hundred yuan, as many as hundreds of thousands of millions, and today this is a VIP game bet can not be less than 30,000. I nodded in understanding and asked for information about the game. The two fighters in the day's fight were from the ring and the other was a fighter invited by the boss, with odds of 1 to 2 and 1 to 5.

I gave Cuong 50,000 and told him I was betting on the fighter in the ring. He took the money and walked towards the door, and then I saw that there was a round table set up at some point, and most of the people in the room were also gathered there. A middle-aged man who looked slightly chubby sat on the table, burying his head in a large notebook on the table, and occasionally he would raise his head and laugh with the bettors for a word or two. A short time later, Cuong came back and told us "OK".

The rest of the day we sat in our chairs and waited for the game to start. I was inexplicably flustered. Piece of iron, long time no see.