Chapter 332: Back-alley tyrant

The underground Garden of Eden covers an area the size of half a football field, connected to the ground by eight elevators, and does not even have a fire escape.

Tall and mighty guards stood at each elevator entrance, and in their leather gloves, they looked more like killers than bodyguards.

It is divided into 5 areas, restaurants, bars, casinos, and private rooms, occupying the four corners of the underground Garden of Eden, and in the middle is a 20-square-meter circular wooden floor platform surrounded by leather sofas and chairs.

Although the information about this underground Garden of Eden, Jade Hairpin and Shen Ming will be memorized, the moment they get out of the elevator, they still have to perform enough shock.

And Shen Ming's performance of Zhao Ergou's soil buns, to make this expression of surprise more obvious, for example, when he saw the rabbit girl walking in front of him with a drink, he was about to open his mouth and drool wildly, please note that this is definitely not because he is lustful, but just a performance.

"Ruonan, it's finally here." Even when the boss of the Big Penguin Group was in full swing, Liu Qingcheng, as the boss, had never greeted him personally, but at this moment he walked in front of the hosta with a smile on his face.

The hosta looked Liu Qingcheng in front of him playfully, his temples were gray, wearing a white silk Tang costume practice uniform, white cloth shoes, just like a Taijiquan master of the fairy wind and bones, and he didn't need to dress up in a suit of tens of thousands of yuan.

"Pretty handsome, is this your overalls?" The hosta dressed in a double ponytail praised the small handbag.

"Don't laugh at me, I just like to dress a little more relaxed here. By the way, I heard that the little brother and you are relatives and still live together? Liu Qingcheng has noticed Shen Ming for the third time, "Since you are Ruonan's relative, you are also my friend, in the magic capital, I don't have much else, and I have a lot of places to live, where do you want to live, I'll help you arrange it?" ”

"Don't bother with you, he lives in the utility room in the store, and it's almost cleaned up today, and he can live directly tomorrow." The hosta understood what Liu Qingcheng meant, but she didn't want the man to get too close to her.

"Hehe, do you need money to eat here?" Shen Ming smirked.

"This is a membership system, and there is no charge for the guests who come in, you are free, little brother." Liu Qingcheng said arrogantly.

Shen Ming ran directly to the cafeteria, the big lobster on the table made his saliva flow like the rabbit girl just now, playing the role of a local foodie, Shen Ming can be described as a good hand, that action is like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, and the guests next to him are a little disgusted, but because he is a guest of Liu Qingcheng, no one dares to say a word about him.

"Uncle Ergou, I was in the same class as me in the countryside, and I played together until I grew up, when I was a child, I was very timid, and I was always bullied by my classmates, and my uncle would come forward to help me fight back, and when I was in high school, I was also dropped out of school for helping me fight." Looking at Shen Ming's back, the hosta recited the words prepared in advance, but the affection in her eyes was too sincere, "Later, I went to the city, and he went to be a soldier."

I always felt that I owed him, and now that I have the opportunity, I just want to repay him well. ”

"Hey, hey, no matter how you repay it, you don't have to promise yourself, right?" Liu Qingcheng reminded.

"Where did you say? He's my uncle..."The hosta smiled and slapped Liu Qingcheng's chest.

"Just kidding, come on, introduce a few big bosses to you, they are all big names in tea, you can win it over, and the business of Huixian Yajing will be better in the future." Liu Qingcheng gentlemanly put his arm around the hosta and led him to some of the guests in the bar.

There was a momentary look on her face, but she accepted the intimacy.

Liu Qingcheng has always been aware of the hosta, respectful of each other, and introduced others to "friend" and "boss", but those upper-class people understood it at a glance, and this girl Liu Qingcheng was already very attentive. What is a little comforting is that these upper-class people are also very smart, Liu Qingcheng's introduction and demeanor are not too intimate, and they are also polite to Ruonan, so they don't dare to joke, they all shout along with Boss Ruo.

The people who can come to the underground Eden are by no means simple characters, either they are all important figures in the group company, or they are the sons and daughters of their fathers, but in this world, whether they are blonde and blue-eyed foreigner executives or high-powered officials, everyone must give Liu Qingcheng face, that domineering, even if the hosta is just an ordinary tea shop owner, he can feel it deeply.

"I've heard from other guests that you're a bastard." After greeting all the way, hosta and Liu Qingcheng sat at the bar and chatted.

"What, do you dislike me?" Liu Qingcheng chuckled and held a glass of bourbon.

"Don't be stupid, they all open the door to do business, how can they have the right to dislike guests? No matter where the money comes from, it's innocent. The hosta sat in front of the bar with one hand on her cheek, holding a toothpick with olives in her hand, stirring the martini in the cup, which was so beautiful from the side.

"You're really forgiving. However, I don't think there is a black road in the world now, to be precise, there is only one way to go. The market competition is too fierce, relying on a single formal method can not survive at all, as strong as a big penguin, is not relying on the principle of big fish eating small fish, relying on the model of cloning others to directly annex competitors?

And even if a foreign pharmaceutical company enters the Celestial Empire, doesn't it get a bunch of medical representatives, and contact experts and professors everywhere to send shameful duì to grab the market?

...... to make a lot of money I'm not a good person, I'm just being labeled as a bad person. Liu Qingcheng talked loudly.

"I don't think you're a bad person, because you're a gentleman when you drink tea, and people who like tea aren't so bad." The hosta pear vortex smiled lightly.

"Thank you for the compliment, this cup to you." Liu Qingcheng raised his glass and said.

"It's not a compliment, it's the truth, I don't like to lie because lying is tiring." The hosta lifted her martini, and at the moment she was already lying.

The time of the boxing match is scheduled at 10 p.m., which is also the time when the guests of the underground Garden of Eden are at their most satisfied.

With the crisp brass bell ringing, everyone gathered in front of the circular ring in the center of the Garden of Eden.

There are only 30 seats in the front row of the premium freestanding sofa, and there are bar swivel chairs in the back.

If you usually want to sit on a sofa chair like this, you need to reach the membership card level of diamond, which means that the annual fee has risen to at least 5 million. But today, both Shen Ming and Hosta have a chance to taste the seat of the local tyrant.

After the audience was seated, a black man came to the center of the ring wearing a pony clip.

"Distinguished gentlemen and ladies, welcome to this passionate evening, today, we have all seen the presence of the owner here, Mr. Liu, and I would like to give you a sincere applause to Mr. Liu, who provided a wonderful performance in the Garden of Eden." Accompanied by the host's fluent Chinese, everyone applauded collectively, and Liu Qingcheng was also a gentleman who stood up and bowed.

"So next, let me introduce the two fighters who made their debut today, one is from the mysterious Amazon Basin, a pair of giant arms are good at strangulation techniques, how many fighters have passed out under his triangle lock... Of course, he is also our weekly champion for two weeks in a row, the Tiger Hunter...... Thiago ........." Under the host's long shout, the lights flashed wildly, and from the entrance on the left, Thiago, who was only wearing tight shorts, trotted out. The guy had arms as thick as tree trunks, a beard and long hair, and large hands like bear's paws.

Roaring, he was like a tiger that was really released, and the hosta looked inexplicably trembling slightly, of course, it was also a performance.

"The next one is a newcomer, who roams the streets, fights with vicious dogs and grows up, using all murderous moves, known as King Kong of the back alley bully..."The host tried to create a terrifying atmosphere of King Kong, in order to wait for the betting income, and he was also an advertising plan on a certain Cheng dù, but these old customers are generally not interested in this kind of newcomer.

From another passage, King Kong walked out slowly, wearing shorts and a tight back, with a cold and murderous expression.

Shen Ming trembled slightly when he saw King Kong, because King Kong was the thief Jin Ding, obviously his way of entering the mission was different from everyone else, and it was already a little bloody.

"Now it's time to bet, Tiger Killer Thiago 1 to 1 back alley overlord King Kong 1 to 2..."

At the same time, an iron cage was lowered from the air, entrapping the two fighters in the center of the circular ring. The presenter fled the battlefield with his microphone in his arms.

"You can't really kill people, do you?" The hosta asked Liu Qingcheng nervously.

"Not really, you can see this qiē as a more realistic performance." Liu Qingcheng smiled slightly, obviously there is only one rule for winning or losing in the underground Garden of Eden, either he can't get up and admit defeat, or he ...... Die. On average, there are 3 fights a day in the underground Eden, and every month about 2 fighters die on the stage, and the number of lifelong cripples is close to 10......

Unlike a formal boxing match, in that cage, there are no parts that cannot be attacked, there are no restrictions on technique, there is no final break, there is no coach to give tactical guidance, and some just see you as a fierce opponent.

"Backalley tyrant? They give you a terrible name, you should go back to the back alley and bang with the rats. Just waiting for the crowd to place his bets, Thiago provoked in jerky Chinese.

"No matter how bad it is, it can't compare to your ugly face, if I were your father, I would be embarrassed to admit that you are my son." Jin Ding sneered.

"You... Die..."Thiago angrily pulled his thumb on his neck, already murderous.

"Who doesn't know when they're dead?" Jin Ding twisted his neck from side to side and made a snapping sound.

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