【Urban Mythology: 1914632】

Zhang Ben looked down at the aisle of their entrance, there were at least seven floors, the ring was huge, and the concrete aisle like a trench on all sides was like a trench, and there were forty steel pillars of different sizes on it, which were blocked by chains, thinking that it was a guardrail.

There was already a person in the center of the ring, the person who fell was about two meters long, and the muscles of one body were extremely developed, at this time he was lying on the ground, a pool of blood had spread, and his left foot had been seriously twisted, which was forcibly strangled by lateral force.

The winner finally gave him a heavy blow to the base of the back and cervical vertebrae, and with a click, it seemed to be a fracture, and the man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and never moved again.

Ten seconds later, a group of people came in a hurry and dragged him down, and I don't know if he was dead or not.

Zhang Ben's heart was shocked, he now understands a little bit why the boxing boys in his grandfather's mouth when he was a child are called boxing rotten boys.

Life is so cheap, what is the use of martial arts!

Xia Zhen is familiar with the road, it seems that her face here is not small, and a middle-aged beauty who looks like a steward came, and said with a smile while being disgusted: "Zhenzhen, you are naughty again." ”

"Hehe...... Xia Zhen didn't say anything, just smiled, and then pointed to Zhang Ben behind him with his thumb, "The newly found master is very powerful." Aunt Su, do me a favor and let us draw a lot. ”

Xia Zhen smiled like a child at this time, sunny and innocent, the middle-aged beauty pushed the gold wire glasses on the bridge of her nose, and looked at Zhang Ben past Xia Zhen, but she felt that the young man who came was silent and couldn't see what the depth was, she turned her head to look at the two strong bodyguards next to her, and greeted a guy: "Come, make up a place for Miss Xia." How long is the next draw? ”

"The draw will be drawn in five minutes."

The guy took out his laptop and gave it a look at the middle-aged beauty.

"In this way, the newcomer Zhuang will give Miss Xia an account." Her expression was majestic, and there was a perennial momentum that made people call, and the guy hesitated slightly: "It seems that the fourth young master of the Huang family has also brought someone here today, and he will be there soon." ”

"Don't wait, do as I want."

The guy nodded, quickly entered a string of data, Xia Zhen took out a card, the guy swiped it, Zhang Ben saw it from a distance, and the real 200,000 was drawn out.

And the following series of numbers are tens of millions.

A night of passionate indulgence and luxury is indeed unimaginable.

But looking at the crowds around him, the private rooms are all well-dressed and successful people, young and old, when the game starts, his face is excited, roaring and indulgent, and the appearance of a prodigal wreckage, no one can imagine.

People before and after, they were amazed.

Xia Zhen was right.

Seeing the middle-aged beauty giving face like this, Xia Zhen hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Aunt Su!" ”

"Really, you're going to mess around every day? and the family is angry, there is always a result, if you don't go back, what should you do? The middle-aged beauty sighed and looked at Xia Zhen.

Xia Zhen shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't talk about this, we want to make a lot of money today, who will sit in the village today?" ”

"It's Yao's turn." As if a little proud, she lowered her head slightly and pressed her glasses down again, and under the refraction of the light, a white light flashed through the lenses.

"Haha, you must kill you today."

Xia Zhen said and greeted Zhang Ben and went towards the first floor.

"Didn't you say lottery?" Zhang Ben asked.

"The newcomer village lottery is a rookie order, it has been arranged, what else to draw. Who the next opponent is is random. However, there are no masters in the general newcomer village, and there are several strong thugs in the Yao family, which is extraordinary. I've seen it once on the high seas before, and it scared us to death. ”

As he spoke, Xia Zhen patted his chest, as if it was really something terrifying.

Zhang Ben took a deep breath, and then said solemnly, "Miss Xia." ”

"Gentleman, what's the matter?"

"Thank you very much."

Seeing Zhang Ben's solemn matter, Xia Zhen laughed in a daze: "Silly, thank you, we're still counting on you to give us money to increase your face, if you can earn us a thousand eight million, we will go back in the future, and we will have more face." ”

said, like an iron buddy, he elbowed Zhang Ben, "Let's go, still standing here stupidly and mourning for us, we're not dead yet." ”

Xia Zhen, who couldn't speak, put on the earplugs again, hummed a foul song, and walked ahead with a big grin.

Seeing Xia Zhen leaving, the middle-aged beauty said to the guy next to her, "Who is sitting in the town today?" ”

"Lao Jiu, Da Ma, Liu Sandao, Iron Mask Wolf ......"

"Let the big horse abolish the kid brought by Xia Zhen, so that she can stop for a while." watched Xia Zhen go downstairs, "I'm always messing around outside, adding to the chaos." ”

Xia Zhen only knew that this newcomer village could go through the back door, but he didn't know, since the newcomer village could go through the back door, what kind of bullshit random was not the final say of the round village?

In five minutes, a total of six large screens on the second floor of the ring seat have already appeared Zhang Ben and his opponent. When they saw Zhang Ben, everyone was just silent and wondering, and when his opponent appeared, there was another roar.

At this time, the bettors in the private room were all entering numbers on the screen, and the sound of the keyboard was noisy, and at the dealer switchboard of Yao's Lunzhuang, the middle-aged beauty pushed her glasses and smiled slightly: "Forget it, just make a fortune and give Xia Guinong a face." ”

On the switchboard screen, the odds of 1.05 in the name of Chaquan Malaysia also exploded 14.2 million bets. In other words, there were at least 71 high rollers in the room.

The most terrible thing is that the numbers are still turning, which makes the middle-aged beauty a little unhappy, although the odds are low, but it is indeed a little disgusting to send money out.

Chaquan Dama, full name Ma Minggao, height one**, weight has been stable at ninety kilograms, five years old began to polish Chaquan, slip boxing, frame boxing. Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty years old, speaking of which, it can be regarded as a twenty-five years of boxing career, and this is the year of fighting, one of the masters of the Yao family's wheel of power.

Zhang Ben's name is unknown, and the only battle is only a fight with Huang Shilang's Mongolian Han Arslen, and the techniques used in that battle can't be seen, so there is nothing to say.

Zhang Ben's fingers, wrists, elbows, waist, abdomen, calves, and knees have all been wrapped with soaked bandages, this extremely primitive way was very popular in Feng Yuxiang's broadsword team during the Anti-Japanese War, and at the most difficult time, a bundle of straw could be used as leggings.

Ma Minggao stood in the middle of the ring, he was tall, his muscles were not as exaggerated as those of Europeans and Americans, but he was thick and strong, like a rock.

Standing there, there is an invisible pressure, and Lunzhuang's forty victories are enough to show his strength, but there should be a lot of dark injuries on his body.

Zhang Ben took a step over the chain railing and landed in the field, ignoring all the noise around him, his eyes were just staring at Ma Minggao, judging the strength of this guy, from the point of view of body type, Zhang Ben was still at a disadvantage, but his muscles were like steel plates, which made Ma Minggao's heart tighten.

Crunch......

Zhang Ben clenched his fists and said secretly in his heart: This guy turned out to be a boxing master!

Cha Fist is brave and strong, like a rock falling, bison galloping, one word: fierce.

Generally, a martial artist of the same magnitude, a master of Chaquan can directly knock down the opponent before he has time to block with his powerful attack power.

Ma Minggao's forehead is a little high, and his eye sockets are a little sunken, and if you look closely, there are still some differences from the Han people.

It's a recurry.

Zhang Ben had a conclusion in his heart.

After the sixties, Chaquan began to have the orthodox practice of the Han people, and it was only circulated among the Hui Zi before.

A gong sounded, and Ma Minggao raised his head and said, "Please." ”

Zhang Ben nodded, took a deep breath, the fountain of life had all penetrated into the capillaries of his limbs, forming a protection for internal organs and muscles.

Restraining Chaquan is mostly a clever victory, but there is another way to make Chaquan defeated, that is, the strength is far greater than that of Chaquan masters!

At that moment, Zhang Ben's eyes tightened, his palms became claws, and a breath suddenly erupted in his chest and abdomen: "Huh-"

Tiger roars!

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