Chapter 327: The Ring Match (Final)

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"Give, drink him!"

Wang Gan, who originally wanted to resign, obediently took it over under Wang Zheng's majestic eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info took the mineral water bottle, and after taking a sip, Wang Gan did not continue, but closed his eyes for a while, and carefully put away the mineral water with the added medicinal liquid.

"Why don't you drink it?"

"Boss, you know how powerful the human genetic repair solution is. I have a little skin injury, and it is enough to drink such a sip. Drinking it again will only be wasteful!"

Seeing that Wang Gan was full of energy, his face was ruddy, and he didn't look like he was in pain before, Wang Zheng knew that he was not lying.

After taking the mineral water and putting it away, "Then you wipe the blood on your body and rest." Continue in the next game. ”

"Yes!"

"Tick ......!"

The mobile phone in Wang Zheng's pocket rang.

In addition to Wang Liang, Wang Zheng couldn't think of anyone else who could call him at this time.

"Hey......!"

"Wang Zheng, you don't have a fever, in Wang Gan's state, why do you still let him participate in the second ring match?"

"I naturally have my reasons......!"

"Bullshit, you don't make money like this if you want to, do you know that if you continue like this, you will die?"

Although he was interrupted by Wang Ying twice, Wang Zheng, who knew that he was out of kindness, was not very angry, "Yingzi, you calm down and listen to me first." We've known each other for more than half a year, do you think I'm the kind of person who is desperate for money?"

"Yes!"

"What did you say?"

Such a faceless answer suddenly made Wang Zheng's head bulge.

"Hehe, I'm kidding!, but are you really sure you'll win the second ring match?" Wang Ying's tone was full of suspicion.

"I'm here to make money, not to lose money!" Wang Zheng's calm tone contained confidence.

"Really?"

"Don't believe it!"

"Don't, if you're sure, then the master will make an exception to support ......!"

'Click' Wang Zheng decisively hung up the phone. The support of bullshit is not for him to be able to make money himself.

"However, the gamble just now should have made a lot of money!"

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng's heart was hot, and he hurriedly took out his iPad and opened it, and sure enough, 62.67 million funds had been transferred to his own account on the website of the 'World Club'.

As for how he transferred the money from the online account of the 'World Club' to his bank account, the family didn't care.

Originally, I planned to let the mastermind transfer the money, but after thinking about it, Wang Zheng stopped again.

"Let's see how much money we can make at the end!"

"Knock knock ......!"

"Come in!" the scantily clad young female staff member pushed the door open and walked in.

"Mr. Wang, the second ring match is about to start, please come to the front desk with your fighters and get ready to play!"

"Got it...... Dry son, let's go!"

Wang Qian nodded and walked out after Wang Zheng.

After the baptism of the last challenge, Wang Zheng can now be calm and comfortable in the face of such a noisy environment.

After a brief glance at the arena around him, his eyes quickly found his opponent. A big fat man who is dressed like the 'nouveau riche' in the public's impression.

Looking at the provocative expression in Wang Zheng's eyes when he noticed it, it seemed that he had eaten himself. Wang Zheng shook his head slightly, it is estimated that it will be difficult for this kind of person to recruit any powerful fighting masters!

"How?"

Wang Qian looked at the young man who was standing behind the fat man, dressed in a black close-fitting short, with a lean body, and was about thirty years old, and shook his head.

"He's no match for me!"

"That's good!" Wang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next, we will fight like the last game. ”

"Rest assured, boss!"

"Go ahead!"

Wang Zheng patted him on the shoulder, and after Wang Qian left, he came to the left side of the ring, which belonged to his seat.

"Boy, it's ruthless enough! In order to make money, he doesn't even want the lives of his subordinates! But unfortunately, this time the uncle didn't bet a penny on you!"

"Zhou Laosan, why didn't you bet? Didn't you press 300,000 to block him from losing?"

"Haha, that's right. It's a pity that the outcome of this ring match is too obvious, and even if you win the bet, you won't be able to make a lot of money!"

"Yes, I knew that there was such a fool today, so I brought the boxer. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. Made, the benefits are all earned by that fat man!"

The ridicule and swearing in the back all reached Wang Zheng's ears in front of him word for word. Although it was aimed at himself, he surprisingly did not have the slightest intention of being angry in his heart. On the contrary, I am very much looking forward to it, and when the ring is over, these people's faces.

"Could this be the thrill of the legendary IQ crushing?"

"Bell ......!"

"The second ring match of the boxer 'Huya' begins, and the challenger of this ring match is the boxer 'Ghost Foot Seven'!"

"Ghost Foot Seven, this name, it is estimated that I have watched too much of "Huang Feihong"!" Wang Zheng shook his head absurdly, and then thought about the battle in the center of the ring.

"Twelve-way springing legs?"

After watching it for a while, Wang Zheng quickly discovered the trick used by this guy called 'Ghost Foot Seven'.

Because he knows Tai Chi, Wang Zheng also learned some famous national arts. Known as one of the 'South Fist and North Legs', Wang Zheng naturally understands the Shaolin 12-way bullet legs. But the first time he saw someone, it was the first time he had seen such a superb elastic leg.

After taking a look at Wang Gan and seeing that he was still calmly coping, Wang Zheng's heart slowly fell.

If nothing else, he must have won this ring match.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng couldn't help but care about his gains. Isn't it just to make money by participating in the ring competition?

"Well, not as much as I imagined!" Wang Zheng frowned.

I thought that such an obvious victory or defeat in the ring would attract more greedy guys to enter. Unexpectedly, the bet to win the 'Ghost Foot Seven' is only 160 million! It is only 40 million more than the previous game!

I don't know if the momentum of victory and defeat is too obvious to arouse everyone's greater interest, or Wang Zheng has lost the wisdom of the world. In short, the final bet did not double as he had expected.

"160 million is 160 million, even if you can only take half of it, that's a lot!" Thinking about it, Wang Zheng suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

However, to his surprise, the bet on Wang Qian to win this competition was not much less than when he played the first game just now. Still more than 30 million.

"I don't know if these people are gambling on the unpopular, or if they really see the trick in it!"

Wang Zheng shook his head slightly, put the iPad away, and focused on the fight in the ring.

Similar to the previous game, Wang Gan also performed on par with the 'Ghost Foot Seven', the two fought with fists and legs, and the surrounding audience was also enthusiastic, roaring hard, waving his arms with red faces, as if he wanted to treat each other.

Unfortunately, it was a game that was predestined before it even started. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the timer high above his head had exceeded the five minutes stipulated by Wang Zheng, and Wang Qian decided not to continue to drag it out.

It was still the same beckoning hand used when he hit the 'Cold Snake' in the last game, and he was beaten by the 'Ghost Foot Seven' with a powerful springing leg, and Wang Qian also kicked the opponent out with a heavy kick.

Although both of them are mortal fetuses in the flesh, Wang Gan, who has been modulated by the high-tech of the Shennong system, obviously surpasses the 'Ghost Foot Seven' in terms of resistance to blows and pure physical strength.

Therefore, Wang Gan, who was kicked by him, was only a skin injury. But the 'Ghost Foot Seven', who was kicked by Wang Gan, fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

The two of them generally divided the winners and losers, which was unexpected by most of the people present. Appreciating their stunned appearance, Wang Zheng stood up with a smile on his face.

"In this ring match, 'Huya' won!"

"Whoa......!"

"How is this possible?"

"Why did this 'Huya' win?" ......

As the referee announced the results of the game, the audience who reacted was like boiling water in a boiling pot, boiling violently. The noise sounded as if even the roof was about to be lifted.

"My fighter was seriously injured, so we didn't participate in the third fight!"

Before the referee could speak, Wang Zheng had already expressed his attitude.

It's just three things, and Wang Qian won two games in the same way, and the people around him are suspicious at most. If you win the third fight in the same way. The fool could see that there was a cat in it.

If it is really seen that he is making money from the ring in this way of showing the enemy, no, or cheating money, then Wang Zheng will definitely become a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh.

offended thousands of people at once, and they were also rich and powerful people of all sizes, no matter how conceited Wang Zheng was, he wouldn't dare to do so.

So, the two ring matches are just right, and there must not be a third.

"In that case, please sign this slip!" The host nodded and took the form that Wang Zheng and the two of them filled in at the beginning.

After signing it, he returned the form to the other party, "My fighter is injured, can you provide a doctor and a room to rest?"

"Of course, the staff will bring two of them!"

The host nodded, summoned a staff member, and took Wang Zheng and the two through the passage under the stands, walked along the corridor with oil paintings and elaborate decoration for a while, pushed open a room with the brand name 'B 18', and walked in.

"Please rest here for a while, the doctor will come over in a moment!"

Wang Zheng nodded, and after the other party closed the door and left, he briefly looked at the room.

The layout of one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom has an area of more than 100 square meters. The European-style decoration style is also extraordinarily gorgeous. But he was not liked by Wang Zheng. However, it doesn't matter if it's a temporary resting place.

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