"Great!" Xiang Aoyu ran over quickly and asked excitedly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Big brother, when does the game start, and do you have to kill the opponent during the game?" ”

"Haha! When it's your turn to play, the staff will naturally call you. The inch-haired man smiled slightly, his eyes showed a hint of tenderness, and he said patiently. Whether or not you want to kill your opponent is of course up to you, but the reputation of the bookmakers in this underground boxing tournament is mediocre, and if you don't satisfy them on the ring, you may be retaliated. ”

Many contestants around cast surprised eyes, you must know that the inch-haired man, nicknamed Crazy Axe, is at least in the top ten among the black boxers in LH City, and in the face of a newcomer's question, he answered so seriously, everyone couldn't help but look at Xiang Aoyu a few more times.

The crazy axe directly ignored these gazes, stared at Xiang Aoyu, and asked cautiously: "Little brother, you came out to fight at a young age, could it be that something happened to your family and you urgently need money?" ”

"No, they're fine." Faced with this strange question, Xiang Aoyu also seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it and replied honestly. "I'm bored to come out and have fun and see what a black boxing match is."

"Yes! Shi ......" There were tears rolling in the eyes of the crazy axe, and he was about to open his mouth to continue to say something, but was interrupted by a staff member: "No. 44, it's your turn to play!." ”

"Number 44 is here!" Xiang Aoyu glanced down at the wooden sign in his hand, isn't this himself, and hurriedly raised his hand and ran towards the staff.

The staff opened the dark curtain around them, revealing a two-meter-high passage, and motioned for Xiang Aoyu to enter.

"Wait a minute!" Xiang Aoyu suddenly heard the crazy axe calling himself, turned his head to look, and saw him running over, taking a clown mask, and instructing. "Put on the mask and don't reveal who you really are."

Xiang Aoyu nodded, glanced at the crazy axe gratefully, waved goodbye, and then ran straight through the passage, and came to a large iron net made of many thick steel fines, outside the iron net was a wide hall, at this time the people were boiling, and Liu Xueting's call could be faintly heard.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the first game is about to begin." Sitting on the high platform, a host wearing gold-rimmed glasses shouted excitedly, provoking the audience in the stands, and the atmosphere became lively in an instant.

The cheers came and went, but they were soon suppressed by the host's voice: "The first to appear is the No. 44 player, Xiang Aoyu, 17 years old, nicknamed ......"

The host, who was still talkative just now, suddenly became dumb, because Xiang Aoyu didn't have a nickname at all, and the other contestant hadn't come in yet, so he didn't know how to continue.

"This is a little kid from there, go home and nursery."

"Lao Tzu pays the money just to see him, change people, I want to play with a crazy axe!"

Hearing that Xiang Aoyu was only seventeen years old, seeing his emaciated body, there was a sigh in the stands, and the audience was not optimistic about him at all, and they all shouted and protested.

At this moment, another player walked into the venue, and the host immediately shouted: "Now the No. 43 player is Demon Wolf Carl, who has won seven consecutive victories and killed all opponents......"

"Carl! You're so handsome! ”

The cheers of the audience sounded in the stands, and the host's voice was instantly suppressed, and they all cheered for the demon wolf Carl, obviously not optimistic about Xiang Aoyu in the field.

Standing not far from Xiang Aoyu, a muscular foreign man wearing a blood-red cloak and a wolf mask was waving his hands and greeting the spectators in the surrounding stands, looking like he was bound to win.

"Now I announce that there are still five minutes left in the exciting boxing match, everyone hurry up and place your bets, the winner will win countless bills, and there are many princesses and young masters waiting for you to pamper them!"

The host roared heartbreakingly, and the highlight of the underground boxing match came on, and all the spectators in the stands suddenly boiled, took out their golden bank cards, and used the portable credit card machines on the seats to place crazy bets.

There is a heavily guarded box at the top of the stands, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling window stands a middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth, the man's eyes fell on Xiang Aoyu, turned his head and asked: "Shadow, what do you think of this little Taoist, who can win between him and Carl?" ”

"Manager Chen, this little Taoist is thin and small, and he is definitely not Carl's opponent who is good at side kicks." A young man dressed in black took one look at it and quickly made his own inference.

Manager Chen glanced at the shadow, thought that the other party was a master sent from above to be in charge of security, nodded, and reached out to operate on the computer.

"Huh! Manager, how did you adjust the odds of this kid to fifty to one? The shadow glanced at the electronic display and quickly exclaimed. If someone pressures him to win the game, won't the company have to lose a lot? ”

"Captain Shadow, you're too worried, the spectators in the stands aren't stupid, how can you possibly press this kid to win the game?" Manager Chen had a confident smile on his face.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window, the shadow once again looked at the two players on the field, and found that Xiang Aoyu was calm and relaxed, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the physically strong Carl at all, so he was shocked, turned his head and said: "Manager Chen, this kid is a bit evil, I'm worried about ......."

"Alright, Captain Shadow, what evil can a little kid have, this matter is settled." Manager Chen waved his hand, interrupting Darkfang's words.

Hearing Manager Chen's indifferent words, Shadow was slightly stunned, because he was a martial artist who cultivated his strength, and he had heard Master say that there were many talented people hidden in this world, and Xiang Aoyu in the field gave him a feeling of trembling.

Shadow has been in charge of the security of this underground boxing stadium for more than two months following the organization's arrangement, and Manager Chen beside him has always had opinions about him, thinking that he was sent to monitor him from above, and he had to keep his mouth shut and keep silent.

There was a display board hanging directly above the wide hall, which immediately showed Xiang Aoyu's odds of 50 to 1, which immediately caused an uproar among the spectators in the stands.

"Is this little Taoist invited by the dealer to make a joke? Get such high odds! ”

"Haha, the dealer is not optimistic about this little Taoist, damn, Lao Tzu will win by pressing a million demon wolf Carl!"

"Fortunately, the odds came out, otherwise I would have really gambled on the wrong door and won the little Taoist!"

In this crazy environment, Liu Xueting, who was sitting in the stands, became calm, with a worried expression on her pretty face, looked at Xiang Aoyu wearing a clown mask, gritted her silver teeth, and pressed all the 19 million on the card.

"Xue Ting, are you crazy, more than 10 million are all pressed on the little Taoist?" Quetta saw Liu Xueting's swiping action, her face changed, and she screamed on the side. "Even the bookmaker adjusted his odds so outrageously, there must be something greasy in it."

In the face of Quetta's questioning, Liu Xueting's beautiful big eyes stared at Xiang Aoyu tightly, her jade hands clenched, and she said firmly: "I believe in him!" ”