Underground boxing is something illegal anywhere in the world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the underground boxing world has been repeatedly banned, especially in Heifei, the birthplace of the underground boxing world, this kind of international local culture, is simply intensifying, and the spring breeze is blowing again.

The reason for this is that the underground boxing world serves the rich of the entire region and a part of the political leaders who are willing to degenerate.

These people have a lot of power and money in their hands, but they are plagued by the boring and monotonous life of day after day. The emergence of the underground boxing scene caters to the needs of this part of the people's blood and passion, so the vitality is strong and repeatedly banned.

The underground boxing is open three times a week, on Sunday, Wednesday and Friday evenings, and the customers are also rich and famous.

THE FORCES BEHIND SUCH A WELL-KNOWN AND BLATANT OPENING UP AS 'UNCLETOMMY'SBASEMENT' IN FRONT OF THE PUBLIC BUT NOT BEING SEIZED MUST BE VERY OBJECTIVE.

Griffith passed through security and showed a hard plastic card the size of a bank card with Mr. Marc Ferrod's recommendation written on it, and the majestic goalkeeper who was more than two meters tall in the boxing world swept it with a blue-glowing machine and let him go.

As one of the more well-known underground boxing arenas in Beesburg, 'Uncle Tom's Basement' has ridiculously high entry requirements, not only for the value and property of the audience, but also for these people to have a considerable degree of criminal record. Of course, after all this is satisfied, you also need a referral with enough weight.

Fortunately, the male owner of the 'Diana Qibo' has recently set up some contacts, which is enough to deal with all the above problems.

Griffith didn't know what his former self had been doing lately, or what strange people he had met. It feels like he hasn't been in this world for long, and the whole world is going to be played through and broken by him.

In fact, the energy that a shopkeeper who is unfettered, unfettered and has a stable rear to retreat from is enormous in a short period of time.

For a person whose strength has reached the realm of Griffith, once he puts aside his concerns, money, fame, and connections are just things that change hands.

Of course, while unscrupulously usurping benefits, a large number of hidden dangers will also be easily sown, and then suddenly burst out without knowing when.

As a shopkeeper who lived at some point in the past, of course, he would not be afraid of any hidden dangers, so Griffith, the current big head, would swagger and use Mr. Shopkeeper's connections to guarantee the proper entry into 'Uncle Jim's basement'.

All of the above, including the requirement to have a referrer, is for the privacy and security of customers and the boxing world, after all, the people who enter here have a good reputation and status.

These people are here to consume entertainment, not to ruin their reputation and destroy their future, if the underground boxing world is not able to protect itself or ensure their privacy and security, I believe it will only become more and more bleak.

Wearing a black cloak and a mask in the shape of bright silver glasses, Griffith went to the second row of Area B on the east side of the basement and sat down. Almost all the audience in the underground boxing world came in makeup, and this was also for privacy, and Griffith even saw several people in Batman, Spider-Man, and Superman costumes jumping up and down on their seats.

The entire underground boxing arena is modeled after the construction of a large Colosseum, but with a floor as a ceiling, it seems more depressing.

The entire underground boxing ring is in the shape of a bowl, surrounded by 3,221 seats, and at the bottom of the bowl is a square ring. Because Griffith arrived relatively late, there had already been three rounds of bloody and violent competition in the ring.

And this is the fourth round.

"'Little Giant' Dimirenko's continuous attacks, left hooks, beautiful!

Fred, the 'battlefield vulture' who pinned hopes on the whole of North Africa. Norwood was hit in the right cheek, he fell to the ground, and ...... oh god, the little giant rushed up and did a flurry of punch combinations......"

A white referee in his forties with a whistle in his mouth jumps smartly in the boxing ring. Standing in the suspended iron box, Mr. Narrator looked condescendingly at the arena and howled in obsession, Griffith's gaze crossed the crowd and fell on the 'little giant' Dimirenko.

The terrible howls of the decibel were heard from all around, and the people were shouting Dimilienko's nickname in a heartless manner, and some were excitedly shouting 'Beat him, kill him', and the sound was quickly drowned out by other shouts.

The death of a fighter is not a strange thing in the underground boxing world, on the contrary, in order to stimulate the numb nerves of the audience, every underground boxing world will regularly launch some death fights, **** fights and other competition systems with extremely high mortality rates.

Dimirenko has won 16 games in a row this month, and three people have died at his hands, and I don't know how many have died seriously injured or disabled.

He is a typical black African youth, with a powerful body, flexible movements, and peak consciousness at the age of 25, making him a rare opponent in the entire underground boxing world.

Griffiths squinted slightly at the movements of the figures in the boxing arena, and the 'Little Giant' Dimirenko stood up to Fred. Norwood's heavy punch hit the opponent's jaw again, and a faint bone cracking sound was faintly heard under the effect of the speaker.

'Battlefield Vulture' Fred. Norwood fell to the ground in agony, and Dimirenko rode on top of him, striking a hammer into the back of the head.

Fred. Norwood was completely incapable of resisting at this point, and he used the only strength he had left to pound the ground with his fists, expressing his willingness to admit defeat.

But Dimirenko, who was already crazy, ignored it, and continued to punch the man in the back of the head quickly, until the referee who arrived in a hurry pulled him away. Norwood was lying in a pool of blood, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead.

The voice of the narrator shouted in the iron cage in mid-air at the right time:

"Who else? Who else can stop the 'little giant' Dimirenko, oh my! Is this villain going to be the boxing champion of the quarter?! This is really the worst news of this summer!

Another valuable warrior has fallen, and Dimirenko is no longer the fresh and delicate little giant he once was, he has grown into a true giant, and has bared his terrible fangs......"

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Next, Dimirenko was rested in the fifth match, and was replaced by two bronzed, dexterous men dodging and taking the boxing ring with extreme dexterity.

Griffith's gaze crossed the crowd and landed on the area where Dimirenko was.

At this moment, behind Dimirenko, a tall, stiff Caucasian man in a neat suit slowly walked out of the lounge. He is Dimirenko's exclusive agent and the target of Griffith's commission this time.

The man's name was Eton, and he was rumored to be a stern and serious ordinary person.

On the surface, this person is sven, with thin-rimmed black-rimmed glasses, and a pair of books and a capable temperament.

But if you are deceived by this and despise him, something big will happen.

In Griffith's eyes, Mr. Dimirenko's undeclared agent is a much more ruthless character than Mr. 'Little Giant'.

Griffith's vision was so high that he only swept it once with his eyes and noticed Mr. Eaton's restrained temperament, which was very different from ordinary people. And Mr. Eaton himself, with his gestures, the fluidity and sense of the unknown made him shine like a light in Griffith's eyes.

Although I don't know what kind of ulterior conspiracy the other party has behind the 'little giant' Dimirenko, Griffith never needs a reason to kill.

Griffith received a commission from the other half of the planet to 'chop Eaton to pieces', and it was evident what a terrible thing Mr. Eton had done to our dear employer, and it was clear that Mr. Eaton had done so much resentment to our dear employer.

The second half of the commission is actually the employer's straightforward gritted teeth, word for word, Griffith listened to the vivid ventriloquist imitation performance on the other end of the phone, and it was not difficult to guess how much the male owner of the temple, who had a bad personality and was good at playing with emotions, unknowingly cheated the employer.

Griffiry really didn't bother to pay attention to these things, he came all the way from Huaguo, and went back after completing the commission, and everything else was superfluous.

In the next game, Mr. Dimirenko appeared four more games in succession, all of which directly crushed the opponent with a strong attitude and exploded the audience.

The star of the night is undoubtedly 'Little Giant' Mr. Dimirenko, who defeated a total of six fighters tonight, took three breaks in between, and his explosive power and tough skills were unreservedly exposed, showing off his future strength.

At about four o'clock in the morning, the entire underground boxing scene finally came to an end.

Several performative black muscular men are saying cruel words to each other, and the two sides, defined as good and evil, carefully control the atmosphere, attacking and biting each other at the selected time.

At this stage, there have been audiences who have gone out one after another.

Griffiths saw the 'little giants' Dimirenko and Eaton being surrounded by people and walked into the underground exit, and then followed the flow of people and walked out.

After about half an hour, the flow of people and vehicles finally scattered into the darkness.

Griffith leaned against a gray wall, holding a square glowing green GPS navigation device, and not far away from his back, a large crowd was about to disperse.

In the previous time, Griffiths took the opportunity to glue a sensor chip attached to the back of his shoe to the bottom of Dimirenko's car with the crowded flow of 'star chasers'.

With this thing, even a person who has never learned the art of tracking can easily find a tracking target.

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