Chapter 18: On the Ring

For three days in a row, Mo Yifan went to work in such a regular manner, using the gap between work to find places on the Internet that could be called home in Nannan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoAfter getting off work, I said hello to Takerokudo and rushed to the underground boxing ring. Unlike those enthusiastic and screaming audiences, Mo Yifan just quietly observed the fighters' movements. Another difference from the audience is that he watched from the infield. That's one of the perks of a fighter.

I just didn't say hello to others, and I didn't show any affection for any fighter, and I always sat surprisingly quietly in a corner. It's impossible to have a good popularity here, and people don't look at him with white eyes. Mo Yifan already felt that it was burning high incense.

Being able to anticipate a fighter's next step is important in the ring, but it's not the key to victory. Only the speed of the body's reaction and the strength of the fists and feet are the conditions for the success of this kind of body-to-body confrontation movement. Therefore, every night, Mo Yifan just watched the first one, and hurried to the gym. Let yourself sweat profusely and then fall asleep and sleep until dawn.

Although it was only three days, Mo Yifan liked this kind of life. He felt like he was back in the two years of being a soldier.

On the first day, Mo Yifan received a notice to play, and he did not hesitate to ask for a day off. On such an occasion, Takerokudo is a must. He didn't need to ask for time off, just called a manager, and he was on duty at night with ease. In terms of mixed interpersonal relationships, Zhu Liudao is not one or two points stronger than Mo Yifan.

A piece of paper was thrown on the stomach of Mo Yifan, who was doing sit-ups.

"What is this?"

"The opponent's profile for the evening."

"Where?" Mo Yifan stood up from the apparatus and looked at Zhu Liudao with an approving gaze.

"It's not that you, you've been soaking in the boxing arena for the past two days, why don't you know how to find someone to inquire about your opponent's situation."

"What is that? I only need to win four games and get 100,000 and leave. ā€

"Huh. The tone is not small! Why are you in a hurry to ask for 100,000 yuan? Say too much, say too little. It's weird. ā€

"I'm in a hurry, you'll know why in a few days." Mo Yifan picked up the paper and looked at it, "What?" Is this a woman? Is it funny? ā€

Zhu Liudao did a set of sit-ups, stood up and replied to Mo Yifan's words: "Don't underestimate women." patted the paper in Mo Yifan's hand, "There is a gossip message, do you want to hear it." ā€

"Tell me about it." It's a simple piece of paper, Mo Yifan has already finished reading it. He knew that since it was a woman who dared to go to the ring, she must not be an ordinary person, so he sat on the arm strength machine next to him and said while practicing his arm strength.

"The boss behind the stadium is the underworld character 'Second Brother', you know?"

"I know, it's still the manager of the security department in the name of the club."

"This woman is said to be the person who was personally found by the 'second brother'. The competition in the boxing arena was her meeting gift to her second brother. ā€

Mo Yifan stopped his movements and tilted his head, "Meet the gift? What do you mean. ā€

"The main income of the ring is gambling, you know."

Mo Yifan nodded and didn't speak, he didn't want to interrupt Zhu Liudao's train of thought.

"Today your odds are five to one, and hers is three to one. Guess who buys more? Who does the ring want to win? ā€

Mo Yifan tilted his head, frowned, and stared at Zhu Liudao, who was doing sit-ups. After a long time, he said, "They won't do it behind their backs." ā€

Zhu Liudao looked at Mo Yifan with a smile, "Mo Da, it seems that your old man has not reached that level." You're a stupid boy in the eyes of people. ā€

"By the way, how do you know this inside information?"

"Grass! What did you rely on to become a gambling god in the boxing ring in the past two years? ā€

"Just blow it! Dead monkeys. Mo Yifan's feet had a close contact with Zhu Liudao's ass.

Zhu Liudao was not angry, stood up and patted the dust on his pants, "I've seen "Infernal Affairs". There are only three people in the club who know about this, and I, as the deputy manager of the security department, happen to be one of them. ā€

"I've done that broken position, why don't I know?" Mo Yifan trotted to follow Zhu Liudao.

"Tell me why." Bamboo Rokudo looks a little stinky.

In the locker room, Zhu Liudao sat on the chair where he changed clothes and said, "I missed the opportunity to place a bet last time, who do you say I should buy this time?" ā€

Mo Yifan glanced back, took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Zhu Liudao, "Buy five thousand for me!" Let that little woman contribute to my 100,000. ā€

Modern society is talking about a convenience, Zhu Liudao did not leave the gym, and completed the bet through the mobile phone. As for how much he bought, Mo Yifan didn't ask, and Zhu Liudao didn't say.

In modern society, the first thing for businesses to make money is to make customers feel at home, so of course there is a massage place in the gym. It's a very regular kind, without a bit of meat. Although the club also has such formal services, Mo Yifan prefers the quietness here. Besides, this expense was voluntarily reimbursed by Zhu Liudao, of course Mo Yifan would not be polite to him.

For half a day, the two did not take half a step out of the gym. It wasn't until the sun stopped being scorching and there was a bustling crowd on the street that the two took a car and went straight to the underground boxing ring. Before getting into the car, Mo Yifan stretched his waist and woke up his body that had slept all afternoon.

When I arrived at the ring, it was already sunset. There are already spectators entering the ring one after another. Mo Yifan was very reluctant to use the word "audience" to name this group of people, and felt that it was more appropriate to call them "gamblers". Zhu Liudao said: "Do you think that those who watch the world boxing tournament are conquered by the art of boxing? Let me tell you that it is actually the same as these people, except that one is legal and the other is illegal. That's all. ā€

Breakout conditions for fighters in illegal gyms are certainly not as good as those for legal fighters. A table and a bench occupy most of the space in Mo Yifan's lounge, and the only consolation is that there is a humming air conditioner. Zhu Liudao, who poked his head out through the crack in the door, closed the door after a sound of footsteps passed.

Mo Yifan lit a cigarette, "See? ā€

Zhu Liudao nodded.

"How?"

"What is the name of Erniang in that "Water Margin", the one nicknamed the dominatrix?"

"Sun Erniang?"

"Yes. That's the image. ā€

"Horizontal eyebrows and murderous eyes?"

"Huh? I don't see it. But it's not as tall as you, it's more manly than a man. ā€

In the ring, the crowd shouted everywhere. Mo Yifan came face to face with Sun Erniang in Zhu Liudao's mouth, this is really a man-like woman, with a face of Chinese characters, and the muscles on her body are obviously much larger than Mo Yifan. If it weren't for the fact that she was wearing a short sleeve on her upper body, instead of having a bare back like Mo Yifan, Mo Yifan really wouldn't treat her as a woman. Behind her was accompanied by a woman with short hair, camouflage, short sleeves and long pants.

Mo Yifan was a little distracted, if someone said that the person in front of him was a lesbian, he would definitely believe it. can be more reasonable than Ji Yantong's view.

What the? The third sister of the Yaksha? What a strange nickname? Although it is more appropriate to comment on her with Zhu Liudao, however, will anyone like such a title?

What the? Wooden people? Your grandma's? Who gave Lao Tzu this nickname? More disgusting than the "Third Sister of Yaksha". Have you asked the guys?

The boxing match will not be postponed because of Mo Yifan's crankiness. Just like the nickname "Wooden Man" will not be disliked by the audience because of his dissatisfaction (let's accept Takerokumichi's point of view and call them viewers. shouted.

looks more manly than a man, and of course his momentum is not as good as a real man. As soon as the referee shouted, a long leg slashed at Mo Yifan's moon-like handsome face. Mo Yifan hurriedly took a step back to avoid it, and a dodge opened the distance between him and Yaksha Sanniang.

Mo Yifan's agility aroused the applause of the audience, and everyone looked forward to Mo Yifan's beautiful counterattack, because the third sister of Yaksha did not approach just now to leave a gap. What disappointed everyone was that Mo Yifan retreated again, not cherishing the opportunity just now. In the distance, silently waiting for the other party's strength to exert again.

Zhu Liudao, who was on the sidelines, deeply regretted that Mo Yifan missed an opportunity. After thinking about it, the opportunity that others can see, do you know if it is not a trap? couldn't help admiring Mo Yifan's calmness.

Mo Yifan, who was staring at the other party's actions, was not as good as Zhu Liudao thought. The reason why he gave up this opportunity was because he "saw" the miserable situation after his attack. Although he dodged the opponent's attacks several times, Mo Yifan deeply realized what it was like to have punches and feet. Since the opponent's strength is stronger than his own, the best choice is to save his strength and wait for the opportunity, and win by surprise.

A round of three minutes, quickly passed. The audience was very disappointed, and those who bet on Mo Yifan were even more angry with Mo Yifan, who had ever seen a man forced to retreat again and again than a woman, and he didn't have the power to fight back? If this is still the case in the next round, don't blame Lao Tzu for throwing beer cans on the field?

Mo Yifan sat on a stool on the sidelines, drinking the water that Zhu Liudao handed to his lips. Listen to the scolding voices of the audience nearby. Say it to me over and over again: Calm down! Be sure to calm down! You can't win with one blow and never shoot.

Four minutes later, Mo Yifan was still sitting here. Zhu Liudao didn't care about pouring water into Mo Yifan's mouth, and was busy wiping off the blood stains on Mo Yifan's forehead with a cotton pad, but fortunately, the mouth was not too big, and a band-aid could do it.

In the second round, Mo Yifan of course adopted what he thought was the best tactic, and still did not throw a punch or kick. annoyed a buddy who bet on him, and the unopened can of beer flew straight to Mo Yifan. And so the accident happened. What happened caught Mo Yifan off guard, and what happened made all the audience feel reasonable.

"Dude, it's okay to lose. It's too embarrassing to lose without a punch. People still think that we are playing fake boxing in the boxing arena? Brother, brother please? Two punches. The director of the boxing stadium, nicknamed Scar, came to Mo Yifan's side in the anger of his boss and begged bitterly.