Chapter 67: Chen's Taiji
Just when people were still hesitating, the short man who seemed to be bored in the ring suddenly jumped up, jumped to the host's side, and snatched the microphone from the host who was scared of the six gods.
What is even more ironic is that the man said it in very broken Chinese.
"You guys, no."
One sentence, four words, and a gesture of contempt with the thumb down, coupled with the arrogance on the face of this short man that is inversely proportional to his height, I don't know if it was said to the two cringing boxers on the opposite side or to someone in the boxing arena undoubtedly became the fuse that triggered the conflict.
Someone cheered for him and did not hesitate to bet on him to win.
More people chose the other two men, as said before, these people will not lack these tens of thousands of dollars, but any man with a handle has no reason to continue to be silent when facing the word no.
The two fighters on the opposite side also seemed to feel insulted, although the possibility of the bloody scene of comprehending the trick and then killing the enemy in seconds with full aura was really not high in reality, but they did let go a lot.
Everyone returned to their places, and then the gong sounded.
The short man obviously intended to show his arrogance more thoroughly, and after saying that, he didn't pay attention to the two fighters, he simply sat on the cable, and then stretched out the fingers of his left hand and hooked the two boxers, and the provocation was clear to the point of being naked.
No matter how unhappy they are, no matter how angry they are, the strength of the people is there, and although the two fighters gritted their teeth and wanted to eat the short man alive, the reality is that they are always wandering and testing and dare not really attack.
Time passed slowly, accustomed to the fast-paced and spicy route, the audience under the ring was obviously not satisfied with such a small fight in front of them, and immediately booed, but after all, this stage is not a small star with fine skin and tender meat, but a real black boxer who can kill people, and no one dares to do anything like throwing bricks and mineral water bottles.
The short man who had been sitting on the cable seemed to have lost his patience, and he jumped off the cable all of a sudden, obviously startling the two cautious boxers, and from Zhao Huchen's point of view, he could clearly see the disdainful smile on the corner of the short man's mouth.
The short man moved.
Different from the previous laziness, this man actually has a thunderous momentum when he moves, his moves are ruthless and weird, and his fists and kicks, which seem to have no routines at all, completely rely on the joints of the body to attack the enemy with the most primitive original surname.
Muay Thai, known as an eight-legged sport.
If there is a true definition of Muay Thai, then the vast majority of insiders will choose the word ruthless.
Because in the beginning, Muay Thai was not a martial art used to hurt people and fight, but a martial art used to kill people.
As soon as you make contact, you will be judged by high and low.
Zhao Huchen shook his head, he knew the ending from the moment this little man made a move.
"How's it going with what I've told you to do?" Zhao Huchen asked the knife beside him.
"Someone has been sent to pick him up." The knife looked at the watch on his wrist and said.
Five minutes later.
The ending was the same as Zhao Huchen expected, the two fighters were defeated, and they were carried down, as for whether they were dead or alive, no one cared about whether they had fallen into a crazy ring.
Zhu Taibao's smile was as annoying and disgusting as his facial features, and he touched his head and laughed: "I'm sorry, I won again, how about it, don't you think about considering my proposal yet?" Or is it going to drag on like this? Let's see how many people you can pull out who dare to come up and send them to death, of course, what I care about most is that you look at this group of people who have won crazy, no matter how rich Yang Ting is, it is impossible to feed them. ”
"Since we're gambling, we're going to play a big game." Passing over the Zhu Taibao who was dressed in a strange red, Zhao Huchen's eyes fell on a clean and down-and-out middle-aged man, he just entered the front desk, followed by the henchman who was sent to pick up Zhao Huchen before, as soon as the middle-aged man entered the arena, he glanced at the little man who was standing in the ring and yelling, his eyes drifted slightly, and then fell on Zhao Huchen's body, and the eyes of the two were docked.
"See if you dare to play." Zhu Taibao turned his head and glanced at the clean man who came over step by step, his eyes as fierce as a poisonous snake narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyes were beating slightly.
The reason why Zhu Taibao can staggeringly climb to the position of tens of millions of people below the hundreds of people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang must have his own set of skills to recognize people, and I dare not say that it is definitely accurate, but Zhu Taibao is very convinced of his premonition of people, and now his premonition tells him that it is very dangerous.
"Tell me something." This man who had a relationship with Zhao Huchen walked in front of Zhao Huchen, his voice was very clear and gentle, but there was always a kind of indifference that made people not affectionate, just like the impression given by his clothes and temperament, clean but down.
"Kill." Zhao Huchen smiled and said lightly.
The middle-aged man glanced at the short man in the ring, as if he wanted to laugh, but in the end only showed a slight arc, which disappeared after a flash in the pan, and was replaced by a calm like stagnant water: "Yes, but I don't sell people's lives." ”
"You mean he's not a threat at all?" Zhao Huchen suddenly found that the arrogance hidden under the calm of this middle-aged man who didn't even know his name was very much to his liking, and laughed.
"500,000, no two prices." The middle-aged man lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, he gave a price that was obviously unquestionable.
Zhao Huchen didn't answer, turned his head, and looked at Zhu Taibao: "You won a total of 8 million from me tonight, and we will bet 10 million in the next game, do you dare to come?" ”
"Boy, are you rich?" Zhu Taibao's gaze withdrew from the middle-aged man, and said gloomily.
Zhao Huchen took out his mobile phone and dialed Yang Ting's number.
After two ringtones, it was connected.
"Prepare 20 million for me."
The other side did not give the slightest thought, and simply replied with one word.
"Okay."
"Now that you have it, do you dare to play?" Zhao Huchen took back his mobile phone and showed a bright smile.
"Lao Tzu will scarce your 10 million?" Zhu Taibao laughed, pointed to the ceiling, and said, "How about betting on this underground boxing arena?" You have the ability to go from Yang Ting's phone call to 20 million, so that old thing won't be stingy with this underground boxing arena. ”
"Where's your bet?" Zhao Huchen asked.
"Ten million plus all the money you won today." Zhu Taibao said without hesitation.
"It's settling." The knife next to him couldn't help but sneer, before Zhao Huchen, he was not less affected by this man's birdishness, so naturally his face was not good-looking. However, this beast who is well versed in the essence of dog fighting and human power dares to say it to this point, and then it is a matter of Zhao Huchen, the temporary master, although this beast is not good for this master, but at the moment this posture of lowering his value and putting himself in the right position is very important.
"And something on you." Zhao Huchen's eyes stayed on Zhu Taibao's body, this southern jackal was an empty glove white wolf, and he didn't plan to put his hands in it.
"Don't worry, you'll get out alive, I promise." Zhao Huchen shrugged and laughed.
Zhu Taibao narrowed his eyes, his thin and thin lips grinned, and he nodded in agreement. He is a person who seeks to survive from the most indiscriminate work than anyone else understands a simple and simple truth, the loudest is not necessarily the most ferocious, and the hero is judged by success or failure, and in the end it depends on the true chapter of kung fu under his hands, although he is extremely wary of the inexplicable middle-aged man in front of him, but after all, the combat effectiveness of this middle-aged man is still an unknown, in contrast, he is more aware of the strength of the short man in the ring, born in a Muay Thai family, he won the Thai youth Muay Thai championship at the age of sixteenAfter the age of 20, he began to challenge the masters of the previous generation in China, although they have their own victories and defeats, they are indeed one of the strongest among the younger generation in Thailand, that is, there are not many people in Southeast Asia who can fight this man in Muay Thai.
It is precisely because of understanding that there is blind self-confidence, Zhu Taibao knows too well that there must be heroes in the society in these years, but there are more pustules that only look good, so he dares to bet.
The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Huchen, and after getting a nod, he turned around and walked lightly to the ring.
"Wait, what's your name?" Zhao Huchen stopped the man and asked.
"Chen, Chen Taiji." His voice was very soft, but it was enough for Zhao Huchen to hear clearly.
This man named Chen Taiji got into the ring, and under the watchful eye, there were not many fancy ways to go on stage, not the fantasy of the hero's flying away from the sky, just to tell others that I was a real master of the bull fork, calmly stepped on the ladder, and stepped into the ring in a boo.
"Do you want to open a bank?" The knife's worry is not reasonable, although he has a certain hope for the man named Chen Taiji who suddenly came out, but after all, the horror of the short man is recorded in the past, and the knife that originally believed that he had the power to fight against the short man became more and more frightened the more he looked at it, and he also lost his initial calmness when he originally used himself as the last hole card in his heart, and it was precisely because of this weakness of heart that he drove him to call Yang Ting's mobile phone.
The strength of the short man is already in front of him, in fact, even if this mysterious man named Chen Taiji fails, it is not too unexpected to kill the knife, and the few rings before tonight almost lost all the cash in the boxing ring, and it is not realistic to run to the bank to withdraw money in the middle of the night, so he will have this question.
"Open." Zhao Huchen nodded and replied succinctly.
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