The charity gala is actually boring, but it is enough to pass the time.

Time passed quickly, and the TV party began to end.

Click-

The doorknob was suddenly unscrewed, and Li Xing turned his head to look and saw Furci pushing open the door and standing at the door.

"It's time, let's go. ”

"As a newcomer, you're the first fighter. ”

Li Xing got up and walked out the door.

Following behind Fucci, they soon walked to the gate at the end of the passage, through which Li Xing could clearly hear all kinds of noisy noises coming from the other side of the door.

"Listen to the voice, the number of people on the other side of the door is at least two thousand or more. ”

Li Xing silently estimated in his heart.

At the gate, two big men were guarding on either side, each holding a submachine gun in their hands, and when they saw the two coming, one of them stepped forward.

Furci pulled out the golden card again, and the man glanced at it, looked down on the headset and said, "Zero One is in place, Zero One is in place." ”

Then he stepped back and stood where he was.

"Sit down. Furci put away the gold card and said, "Wait until the host calls you, then you can go in." ”

The two sat on the chairs, and Li Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "These two people, aren't they members of your Scorpion Society?"

The two big men looked solemn, stood tall, and their mental outlook was completely different from those members of the Scorpion Society on the basement floor, more like they came out of the army.

"I told you, the scorpions will act as the underground black fist of the entire Thimphu City. ”

Furci didn't look at the two big men, shook his head and said, "The Black Fist is not the Scorpion Society's own industry, it just plays the role of a manager. These two people are from the forces behind the underground black fist. ”

Li Xing was stunned, thought about it carefully, and found that Furci had indeed told him, but he didn't care about it at the time and ignored it.

"With the strength of the Scorpion Society, can you only play the role of a manager......

For a moment, Li Xing was thoughtful.

Suddenly, the sound on the other side of the gate suddenly boiled, and the deafening feeling was felt through the closed door, and the atmosphere was hot and enthusiastic.

Furci straightened up: "Here we go!"

Li Xing's always calm eyes gradually showed a touch of excitement and expectation.

It's finally time to take on the real black boxers......

The host's voice rang out, but it was not heard through the door.

The next moment, the door suddenly and slowly opened.

“...... Let's welcome tonight's fighters, the new generation of strongmen who set a terrifying record of killing seven opponents and injuring three in the Western Suburbs Stadium - Pale Dead Face!!"

As the host's voice fell, countless bloody roars sounded, and the whole venue instantly boiled.

At this point, the door was finally completely opened, and Li Xing stepped in.

Smack-

The moment he walked in, four large searchlights were projected on his body, and Li Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, adapting to the sudden bright light.

His vision was quickly restored, and the scene behind the door fell into his eyes, and in front of him was a vast and huge field, like a sports field, dividing the surrounding spectator seats into six large parts, which were crowded with spectators.

The most eye-catching thing is the audience in the first few rows, completely cut off from the people in the back rows, all of them bejeweled, well-dressed, with all kinds of strange masks on their faces, dressed like the nobles of high society who have come to attend the masquerade.

Li Xing knew that these people were all big names who had shown their faces in the charity gala just above, the group of rich and powerful people at the top of Thimphu City.

However, at this moment, these bigwigs are no different from the thugs in the back row, all waving their fists and letting out a roar full of rage!

They completely tore off the mask of hypocrisy and completely released the real dark side, and everyone was venting their excitement with exaggerated movements and vulgar words.

Before the game even started, the atmosphere was already at its peak.

Under the attention of countless blazing eyes, Li Xing slowly stepped onto the ring, and in the depths of his lowered eyes, a touch of scarlet loomed.

Seeing him on stage, the tall and handsome host in a white suit held the microphone and continued: "...... Let's welcome the second fighter, our old friend, who has a reputation for being a killer in the dark by means of anything, Rakhi!!"

Speaking of the back, the host's voice was high, and one hand suddenly waved towards the gate opposite Li Xing, the other exit.

The door is wide open!

A brown-haired man with a lean body and a height of only about 1.7 meters walked into everyone's sight under the convergence of searchlights, his face was cold and arrogant, his fists were raised high, and he let out a roar at the surroundings.

In an instant, the entire venue erupted into a more violent sound than when Li Xing appeared, and many people excitedly shouted Raki's name and let out hysterical roars.

In the midst of a large number of violent roars full of anger, Rakki walked up to the stage and stood opposite Li Xing and looked at him coldly, his green eyes were cold.

The roars of the high-class people in the front row also reached the ears of the two.

"Rakhi, slaughter the kid across from you with the most brutal means!" yelled an actress in a dress who was famous for her charity.

"Laki! I put five million in you! Don't let me down!" This is a middle-aged wealthy businessman who donated a million at the banquet and was praised by the media.

"Smash his face under the mask!!"

"Break his limbs ......"

At this moment, they wore masks, but instead showed their true nature.

No one is optimistic about Li Xing, and despite his amazing record in the Western Suburbs Gym, he is only a newcomer after all.

Rakki put his palm under his neck and made a defiant gesture of decapitation, his gaze cold and cruel.

Li Xing didn't move, and what Raki couldn't see was that the corners of his mouth covered by the mask had already been hooked, revealing an excited and bloodthirsty smile.

“...... Now that the two fighters are in place, now I declare that the fight is officially underway!"

As soon as the words fell, the host decisively jumped off the ring!

Raki stretched out a finger, and Li Xing, who was just about to make a move, was stunned, not knowing what the other party meant.

"A minute. Rakki licked his lips, "As long as you're still on the stage in a minute, I'll automatically throw in the towel." ”

At the same time, the host also relayed his words to everyone, mobilizing the audience's emotions to a higher peak.

"Rakhi!" "Rakhi!", "......"

The audience shouted Raki's name, looking forward to the bloody scene of Laki brutalizing his opponent.

Amidst countless shouts, Rakki stepped out with a cruel smile and rushed towards Li Xing, with a faint blue glow on the nails of his five fingers.

And then the next moment, in the expectant gaze of the audience.

Boom!!

With a dull and terrifying crashing sound, a figure flew high, blood splattering continuously, leaving a bloody arc in midair.

Blood rained, and Li Xing slowly withdrew his right leg.

There was a dead silence in the room.