In the evening, Wudaokou Bar.

The neon flashes on the street, Ximen flawlessly appreciated, went straight into the door of Wudaokou Bar, there were two waiters at the door, looked at Ximen a few times, ignored it, and let it in.

In the monitoring room of the bar, Zhao Stan sat face to face with a bald man about forty years old, who was slightly chubby.

"Brother Wang helped me again this time, the younger brother is really grateful, it's still the old rule, and I will pay the other half afterwards." Zhao Stan pushed a wad of bright red RMB in front of Brother Wang.

Brother Wang didn't look at the money on the table, took a deep breath of his cigar, spit out the smoke ring, and with a slight wave of his wrist, the bodyguard standing behind him understood and took the money away.

"To deal with a kid, you need ten of me, and some hard guys, so you can't help but stir up the crowd, right?" Brother Wang said puzzled.

"Last time, those three people couldn't get close to him, I'm afraid that these ten people may not be enough, he is not an ordinary person."

Zhao Stan smiled and said, reached out and picked up the small box from the floor next to the sofa, put it on the table, opened the box, turned around, and faced Brother Wang. "I also got a special gift for him."

"Humph! Your dad's research is the product of research. Brother Wang glanced at it and said.

"Would you be interested in manning your men in bulk?"

"As long as I'm satisfied, I'll be interested."

Zhao Stan turned the box around and put it away and put it back in its place. "I've planned it and I'll be able to see you the results tomorrow night."

Brother Wang's side and back is the monitor display screen, Zhao Stan is facing the display screen, and his eyes suddenly found that the figure of Ximen appeared on one of the display screens, bowed for a while, pointed to the display screen and said, "It's him!" ”

Brother Wang turned his head to look, spat out the smoke ring, and said with a disdainful expression: "It's delivered to the door." ”

"Looks like you'll be able to watch it live tonight." Zhao Stan said with a sneer.

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The bar is very large, there are a lot of people, judging from the color of the skin and clothing, there are a few tables where black strong men sit and some sit Han warriors, the people on the tables around are drinking and chatting, and people are dancing in the open space in the middle, and the young and beautiful girls are shuttling among them, like colorful butterflies.

Simon had never been to such a place before, and now that he was a master, he was naturally not afraid of anything.

Looking around at all the people present, there was no one Simon knew, and he saw through the surrounding environment, and within the scope of his perspective ability, he didn't find anyone who might know him, so he just found an empty seat and sat down.

"What do you need to drink, sir?" A waitress walked over and asked.

"Water will do."

With the current financial resources in Simon's pocket, there is only enough water to drink.

The waiter turned around and pouted secretly.

After a while, the waiter brought a glass of water, Simon didn't drink it in his hand, turned the cup, but his eyes were looking for the sign of the rules of the game, but unfortunately he didn't find it, and it was inconvenient to ask Zhuang Yan and Li Jinxian before coming, only to know that the game would start at nine o'clock in the evening.

After a while, Simon looked up at the watch on the wall, and the hands were pointing until nine o'clock in the evening, when a man with a microphone in his hand, a fashionable hairstyle, and a mustache man in the dancing crowd announced loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 'Fighting Challenge'!"

The audience cheered, and the dancers spread out in all directions to stand.

"It's not heavenly, but it will definitely make you more exciting, and you will have an unforgettable night here. It's just the right time, and our game is about to begin—" the host said in an impassioned voice.

Simon sat still, his gaze piercing the crowd and watching the scene.

"Okay, now for tonight's first champion, Mr. Bruce Atkins."

A black man in shorts and a hooded shirt walked out of a dimly lit passage and stood to the right of the presenter, who said:

"Mr. Atkins is a top boxer from the famous prison in the United States, Florence, Florence, and is a two-time prison boxing champion in 2018 and 2019, with 40 fights and 33 knockouts."

"Oooh......" the audience shouted and cheered.

"The total prize money tonight is 100,000 yuan, whoever wants to take it, please come to the stage to defeat the champion!"

"Did anyone come to power? Anyone? Who?? ”

The host shouted twice, but no one took the stage, and if the third shout did not come on stage, the organizer will arrange some fight performances.

There was silence.

Atkins roared, walked around the arena, demonstrated to the crowd, and finally extended his middle finger to the crowd.

Simon sat still, he was a first-time visitor, and wanted to see the movement first.

Zhao Stan kept staring at Ximen in the monitoring room, but Brother Wang didn't pay attention to Ximen at all, and paid attention to the situation on the field with a smile.

"I'm coming."

Without waiting for the host to shout a third time, a young man walked out of the crowd.

"Good!" The moderator came up to him and said, "Please introduce yourself." ”

"I'm from the sports university wushu team, I'm not in it for money, but I'm going to teach this criminal a lesson." The young man said solemnly, and some of the pretty girls in the audience focused their eyes on him.

"Very good, I wish you success! Start placing bets at odds of 5 to 1. ”

After the host announced the odds, some viewers ran to the betting window next to them to place their bets, and some regulars connected to the organizer's website through their mobile phones to place bets directly.

Half a minute later, the host announced, "The game is on," and then walked briskly out of the field and stood on the sidelines.

The young man pulled a frame like Bruce Lee.

“eon！” Said the young man.

Atkins looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled, shook his head slightly, and suddenly pounced. The youngster was nimble, dodging two punches and countering with three punches and two kicks, but Atkins didn't react. The young man was stunned for a moment, Atkins punched the young man in the face, and his nose immediately bled out, followed by two more punches, two broken ribs, and he fell to the ground in pain.

Atkins didn't rush to the kill, and waved his fists at the crowd. Two of the young man's classmates came over and helped him to the sidelines.

The host had already come over and announced:

"Mr. Atkins won, in less than twenty seconds. Mr. Atkins is amazing, don't come here if you don't have the guts! ”

The host looked around and said, "Who else is challenged?" Do you have? Do you have? Who else...... Don't you all have the guts? ”

The audience also looked at each other, expecting someone to play.

A sturdy man in his thirties stood out of the crowd, with a strong and calm aura, slowly took off his coat and handed it to the host, wearing only a vest.

"Get it for me." The man spoke deeply.

The host saw that this person was not ordinary, took the clothes, and asked, "May I ask who your Excellency is?" ”

"He'll tell you if you win." The man didn't look at the host, squinting, just staring at Atkins.

"Odds of two to one."

When everyone has finished placing their bets, the host leaves.

Atkins was seasoned and tentatively punched. The man moved flexibly, dodged a few times, and began to fight back, the force of the punch was obviously very heavy, Atkins took a few punches, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but Atkins was too strong and cunning, and he sold a flaw, clamped the opponent's fist with his arm, and twisted it violently with the power of turning, and the man's arm was broken, and he screamed. Atkins seized the opportunity, threw a few heavy punches, knocked out his opponent, knocked out his opponent, and continued to kick after knocking him down, causing displeasure among onlookers.

"It's already on the ground, and I can't fight anymore."

"Americans are immoral."

……

Atkins continued to be arrogant, the fallen man was carried down, and the host threw the man's clothes off the field.

Simon was also angry, and saw the timing well, stood up, walked through the crowd, and stood on the sidelines.

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