"Tyrant, shred that little man!"

"Tyrant, use your iron fist to smash that yellow-skinned monkey to death, I am yours tonight!"

Although the death of the blood wolf made most of the people present lose a lot of money, they walked into the iron cage with the two fighters in the second game. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Again, there were bursts of cheers in the bomb shelter, and even those who lost money all looked at the black man in the iron cage with a fanatical expression.

There are also well-dressed rich women, staring closely at the bulging shorts of the black people, as for what they think in their hearts, it is unknown.

Obviously, he is what people call a tyrant, a black man over 220 centimeters tall, with extremely exaggerated muscles, and if he is dyed green, it will be the Hulk who will escape.

As for standing opposite the Black Tyrant, there was a skinny Southeast Asian man nicknamed the Blood Axe.

The Blood Axe is less than 170 centimeters tall and has streamlined muscles, which is very much in line with the aesthetics of Asians, but this is not Asia, but an iron cage fighting match.

Standing in front of the tyrant, like a child's blood axe, naturally no one is optimistic about him, his odds are as high as 1:3, while the tyrant is 3:1, it can be seen that the organizer Blood Angel is not optimistic about the blood axe.

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Henry looked at Tang Chen beside him, stared at the blood axe thoughtfully, took a deep breath, and said, "Chenzai, you won't be optimistic about the blood axe!" ”

A few wealthy businessmen who had mocked Tang Chen just now, perhaps because they felt that the blood wolf was dead, and they had lost face, but now when they heard Henry say this, they didn't wait for Tang Chen to reply, and they spoke one after another:

"Asian boy, if you look at the blood axe like this, you won't want to say that in this boxing match, the blood axe will come out of the iron cage!"

"Needless to say, he would definitely say that the tyrant will win, and lo and behold, the tyrant's arms are thicker than the thighs of the blood axe!"

"That's not necessarily, the hyena he was optimistic about in the last game, but he killed the popular blood wolf, maybe this time the yellow-skinned monkey will become the one who finally comes out......... Hahahahaha, no, this joke is so funny! ”

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Tang Chen squinted at these people, he knew in his heart that these people would not be big people, that is, nouveau riche with a little money, those who were really rich would definitely not be like this.

Originally, Tang Chen was disdainful of dealing with this kind of person, but when the other party said that the yellow-skinned monkey was a yellow-skinned monkey, the banter in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Since he had decided to make a move, Tang Chen would not hesitate and walked towards a few people.

Henry has been in Hong Kong for more than ten years, and he knows the temper of Hong Kong people, especially Tang Chen is still a teenager, thinking that he wants to do something, and hurriedly scolds in Cantonese: "Chenzai, don't make trouble!" ”

"Uncle Zhao, don't worry, I won't be so impulsive", after speaking, he walked up to the man and said calmly: "You seem to look down on the yellow race? ”

The man smiled disdainfully when he heard this, and said, "The yellow-skinned monkey and the are both inferior people!" ”

As soon as his words fell, several of his companions all laughed, and they were all racists.

"Then do you dare to gamble with me, a 'yellow-skinned monkey'!" The corners of Tang Chen's mouth raised, and in front of many white people, he blackened himself.

These people seemed to hear a very funny joke, and laughed for a while before someone spoke: "What do you want?" What is the stake? ”

Tang Chen didn't seem to hear their ridicule, and said to himself: "Just bet on this boxing match, if the blood axe loses, as long as it is not too much, the conditions are up to you!" ”

With Tang Chen's eyesight, he could naturally see that the Blood Axe was the same as him, he was a martial artist at the peak of Ming Jin, and he was cultivating the ancient Muay Thai boxer, which was known for his fierceness.

And Muay Thai is originally, a boxing method that overdraws the potential of the human body, and ordinary Muay Thai masters will not be able to do it after the age of fifty.

Although ancient Muay Thai is much better than ordinary Muay Thai, if you can't achieve strength, it is not much better than ordinary Muay Thai.

Unlike China's domestic boxing masters, seventy or eighty-year-old light and dark old boxers can burst out in a short period of time with strength that is not weaker than that of young people.

However, Muay Thai has great disadvantages, and its advantages are also obvious, because of the overdraft potential, Muay Thai masters are definitely stronger than the same level of national martial arts masters in addition to Xingyi, Taiji, and Baji in the bright and dark stages.

And the tyrant opposite him, although his figure is exaggerated, his strength is the same as that of ordinary Mingjin.

Moreover, his stature was too huge to avoid being bulky, even in a narrow iron cage, he could not be the opponent of the Blood Axe, so Tang Chen said the words of letting him put forward conditions.

Hearing Tang Chen's words, the few people who thought they would win were very happy to respond, but some people asked, "Say it!" If the Blood Axe wins, how many knives do you want! His words were like a very funny joke, and the dozen or so people watching around burst into laughter, apparently no one thought that the Blood Axe would win.

Tang Chen shook his head and said, "If the tyrant loses, I don't want your money!" He paused for a moment and spoke again: "If the blood axe wins by luck, I don't want your money, as long as a few of you kneel in front of me and shout that you are raised by biaozi!" ”

"Okay, if you lose, we don't want you to kneel down and scold yourself, we just need to pay us, 10 million US dollars."

With the contact with the Chinese, the Americans also knew that kneeling was insulting, not to mention insulting their mothers, but they didn't think that the blood axe would win, so all four nodded their heads in response.

Seeing that they agreed, after Tang Chen nodded in agreement, he ignored them, but took the money he won in the last game, as well as his own principal, a total of 125,000 US dollars, all pressed on the blood axe.

Only then did he return to the same place, raised the bet sheet at Henry, and said in English: "Henry, believe me and go buy the blood axe!" ”

"Oh my God, I think I'm crazy to agree with you in my heart!" Henry patted his head, ran to the place where he placed the bet, took out a check for a million dollars, and said, "I'll come out alive with the Blood Axe!" ”

The staff at the betting office didn't see that Tang Chen's dispute with four white Americans, when he took Henry's check, he was stunned for a moment before he was surprised: "Are you sure you are pressing the blood axe, not the tyrant?" ”

I can't help the staff like this, because in this cage fight, the proportions of the body are already clear at a glance, so until now, no one thinks about buying a blood axe, in the eyes of everyone, at that time, the American knife was thrown into the fire.

Henry forcibly suppressed the idea of changing his mind, gritted his teeth and said, "Just press the blood axe!" ”

"Good luck!" The staff quickly typed out the bet slip and handed it to Henry.

More than ten minutes later, when everyone finished placing their bets, in everyone's opinion, the boxing match with a very clear ending officially began.