Hao Ren came out with Doronov, got into his car, and drove towards the center of Turukhansk. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the center of the city, there is a building, although it is not high, but it covers a large area.

Hao Ren knows that in places like Siberia, it is not easy to keep a building on the ground, but if people hide underground, it will be much warmer. It is estimated that the underside of this edifice must have been hollowed out.

Hao Ren's guess was really right, Doronov's car entered the underground of the building, and there was still five or six floors of space below. As for what these spaces are for, let's look at them layer by layer!

Doronov parked the car on the negative floor, then took Hao Ren into the elevator and went down to the second floor. Here they went into a room.

This room was an office, and when someone saw Doronov, they immediately muttered at him loudly, and Hao Ren didn't understand a word, presumably they spoke Russian.

Doronov also joked loudly with the man, and they chatted in Russian for a while before they began to talk in English. Hao Renxin said: "They used to communicate in Russian, probably to discuss how to make the most of me!" However, he was so bold that he didn't care about being taken advantage of.

Doronov said to Hao Ren: "This is Makarenko, the manager of the first-class fighter in the gladiatorial arena, just look for him if you have anything in the future!" ”

Before Hao Ren came here, he already knew the rules of this gladiatorial arena from the information of the Mystic Bureau. There are three levels of fighters here, and each level of fighters also has a corresponding manager. Only the most senior manager, Level 3, is entitled to know the inside information about polar bears.

Makarenko shook hands with Hao Ren and then registered him. The so-called registration is nothing more than writing down the information of the fighters, including name, age, nationality, etc. As for weight, height, arm span, etc., they all have to be measured.

After measuring his weight, height, and arm span, Makarenko asked Hao Ren to do bench presses, squats, and punches. Hao Ren's bench press is 135 kg, squat is 450 kg, left fist 600 kg, right fist 800 kg.

Before Hao Ren's test data was finished, Makarenko began to shout excitedly: "Great, I can almost compete with Tyson!" ”

Doronov also said: "Tyson's bench press is 132 kilograms, the squat is 463 kilograms, the left fist is only 500 kilograms, and the right fist is 800 kilograms. Mr. Hansen, you're amazing! He didn't know that Hao Ren only showed a little bit of strength.

Makarenko said: "It's a pity! According to our rules here, the level of fighters is fought one by one, and if I promote you to a third-level fighter without authorization, maybe other fighters will not be satisfied. Hansen, you fight hard, as long as you win a few more fights, I will definitely promote you to a level 3 fighter as soon as possible! ”

Hao Ren thought to himself, "I don't have time to spend with you!" ”

Doronov arranged a room for Hao Ren to rest, and then he left. Hao Ren looked at him and seemed very excited, probably because he had discovered a good fighter here, and he was also given a lot of money here.

Makarenko arranged the number of matches for Hao Ren that day. At half past four in the afternoon, Hao Ren was arranged to fight against a stick country boxer.

Hao Ren was brought into the iron cage of the arena by Makarenko. Hao Ren looked out through the iron cage and saw dozens of spectators sparsely sitting in the stands outside.

At this time, it is not yet dark, and the time when rich people are drunk and dream of death is generally at night, or even in the second half of the night. Moreover, the fight between two first-class fighters is really not interesting. Therefore, it is normal that there are not many people watching.

As soon as the referee said "start", the stick country boxer rushed towards Hao Ren impatiently, and was punched in the chin by Hao Ren, and fainted on the spot. The first shot of the first game knocked out the opponent, and the audience outside the stadium was stunned.

Makarenko didn't expect Hao Ren to end the fight so quickly, and he was so excited that his back molars were exposed. He hurriedly ran to the iron cage and opened the door for Hao Ren.

Hao Ren and the referee lifted the stick country player out and asked the doctor to give first aid. Makarenko asked Hao Ren: "Hansen, what do you think, can you fight again?" ”

From half past four to half past seven in the afternoon, it is the competition time for the first-class fighters. From half past seven to half past ten, it is the time for second-level fighters to compete. From half past ten to the second half of the night, it is the competition time for the third-level fighters.

In the three hours from 4:30 to 7:30, Makarenko scheduled a total of six matches, with an average of half an hour to play. It stands to reason that his arrangement is not loose or tight, the fighters have time to rest, the audience has time to think and bet, and there will be no cold in the middle.

However, Makarenko could not have imagined that Hao Ren would end the battle in just a few seconds, and that there would be nothing to see for the next twenty-nine minutes. Therefore, Makarenko wanted to arrange another one for Hao Ren.

"It's totally okay, it's okay to play three or five more!" Hao Ren said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I won't tire you out! Fight again later! Makarenko said and ran out again to arrange the next match.

Two and a half hours later, Makarenko found Hao Ren again: "Hansen, I have arranged another game for you, you hurry up!" ”

This time, it was a black guy who was playing against Hao Ren. The black boy didn't look down on Hao Ren at all, and rushed up with a punch. His fist had just hit him halfway, but he was kicked by Hao Ren in the stomach and fainted again.

It was another KO, and the audience immediately boiled, and dozens of spectators stood up and applauded together.

Makarenko was both excited and embarrassed, excited that he signed a good seedling, this is a cash cow! The embarrassing thing is that he had just arranged the time, and he was disrupted by Hao Ren again.

In order not to let the next twenty minutes or so get cold, Makarenko had to find two more fighters on stage, otherwise the audience would complain.

Hao Ren went back to his room to rest. Along the way, many first- and second-level fighters looked at him and were a little afraid. Even the third-level boxer didn't dare to despise him when he saw Hao Ren.

Being stared at by so many people, Hao Ren was secretly happy in his heart. He's just about making himself visible. Along the way, through his divine sense, he already knew that in addition to the fighters and the audience looking at him, there was also a special gaze staring at him. Hao Ren concluded that the person staring at him had already suspected his identity.

Originally, the materials made up by Hao Ren were not very rigorous. Not to mention anything else, just this kind of hard work, actually ended up on the streets of Siberia, and there was a danger of freezing and starving to death at any time, even if he was a bodyguard for the rich, it would not be so miserable!

However, Hao Ren just wanted to arouse the suspicion of others, and the person who doubted him must be an important figure in this black boxing arena. It is not necessary for him to fight a third-level fighter at a level and then slowly reach out to a third-level boxer manager. He didn't have that time, he didn't have that patience.

What Hao Ren has to do is to let the people who doubt him jump out and take the initiative to come to the door, at least they can enter Hao Ren's divine sense. And this person is an important person in the Polar Bear organization.

At this moment, there was a knock on Hao Ren's door. (To be continued.) )