PS: Alas, seeing the gods fighting for monthly tickets, the old guard didn't even have a few recommendation tickets, and he couldn't help but feel sad!

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"Hello Uncle Xiao!" Zhan Feng said with a smile and winked at him.

Seeing his eyes, Xiao Jianjun finally determined that the ordinary dressed young man in front of him was the contact person of the divine doctor and the guard, he looked at Zhan Feng incredulously, the shock in his eyes was revealed, and then he looked at his son in surprise, he didn't expect his son to be a classmate with this Zhan Feng, and it seemed that the relationship was quite good.

He stared at the two of them for a long time, and Xiao Jun felt a chill when he looked at him with ecstatic eyes.

"Dad, you can see clearly, although this product is a little bit of a delicate pseudo-mother, it is definitely a man, you don't doubt my orientation, right?" Xiao Jun's eyes widened.

"Fuck off, you're a hypocrite." Zhan Feng raised his leg and kicked him. Seeing that the relationship between the two was indeed very good, Xiao Jianjun's eyes burst out with a strange brilliance.

"Let's go, let's go over there." Xiao Jun trembled, and quickly pulled Zhan Feng to a row behind the rostrum, which was condescending, overlooking the audience, and the perspective was very good.

Xiao Jianjun looked at Zhan Feng again, and finally shook his head and sat back in his seat. All of his abnormalities fell into the eyes of the second leader of the Iron Fist Gang, and the other party secretly glanced at Zhan Feng and nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, suddenly a loud voice came from the stereo: "Hello everyone, the boxing match has officially begun, and the first match will be fought by the martial arts king Li Li against the sanda champion Wang Batian." ”

Zhan Feng looked at it intently, the host was a calm middle-aged man, wearing a red Tang costume and looking red and full of energy, at this time he was introducing the information of the fighters on both sides, one was good at martial arts, and the other was majoring in sanda.

Under the shouts of the host and the audience, the boxers on both sides entered the venue from both sides, Zhan Feng also narrowed his eyes and looked at it with interest, although the two boxers had different routines, they were both muscular and very big, and they did a few moves casually, which immediately made the audience excited and began to bet.

"How about playing two?" Xiao Jun whispered.

Zhan Feng smiled: "How can I have money, you can play." ”

"It's boring to just watch, or I'll lend you some money and make some money." Xiao Jun patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "You say, which one can win?" ”

Zhan Feng looked at the two people on the field, the fighting king Li Li was smaller, with a capable hair, fierce eyes, a fierce expression, and was very flexible in jumping, while the sanda champion Wang Batian was tall and powerful, both of them looked quite powerful, this was an evenly matched match.

He smiled: "I think Li Li can win!" ”

"What?" Xiao Jun's eyes widened, and he said with a smile: "You guy is a layman at first glance, that Li Li is as thin as a monkey, it is estimated that he can't withstand Wang Batian's punch, he must be a sure loser, you actually bet on him?!" ”

Zhan Feng smiled: "Anyway, it's fun, I'll bet on Li Li." As he spoke, he took out two hundred dollars from his pocket.

Xiao Jun glared at him, and grabbed two hundred yuan: "Rub, Lao Tzu can't watch you throw money, come, beauty, give me three thousand two hundred yuan Wang Batian." As he spoke, he beckoned the beautiful waiter next to him to place a note on the Sanda champion, Zhan Feng smiled and didn't say much.

The difference between underground boxing and the Olympics and most of the various ring matches is that there are no rules here, only life and death, no matter what your origin, what genre, what martial arts, what exercises, it doesn't matter, even if you use a hidden weapon, of course, you have to put the hidden weapon in your pants first, because the fighter is only allowed to wear shorts, and nothing else.

Underground boxers are on the verge of life and death every day, and every boxing match may end up in a fateful end, which is a real life-and-death fight, so it is not only boxing that fights, but perseverance, courage, and the kind of momentum that looks at death as if it were home, and people who can prosper in the underground boxing tournament for a long time, all of them are devil-like existences.

This is also what Zhan Feng is doing to deduce who wins and who loses just by the momentum and eyes of the two people on the field, the powerful evil aura on Li Li's body and the cold and fierce eyes in his eyes are something that Wang Batian can't catch up with no matter what, so Wang Batian will definitely lose!

Sure enough, less than a round after the two of them fought, Wang Batian was punched hard by Li Li on the right temple, and he was immediately beaten in the ring and couldn't get up again, and was carried down like a dead dog, and there was a burst of boos outside the arena.

Only Zhan Feng shook his head secretly, Wang Batian's steps were steady, his legs were like the wind, his skills were quite good, at least he had reached the sixth layer realm, if it was a fair fight, he did not have the possibility of winning, but unfortunately this person obviously did not have experience, and it was even possible to participate in this kind of underground boxing match for the first time, so at most, he only played thirty percent, and was knocked out by an experienced opponent with one blow, which is indeed a little embarrassing.

"Nima, Lao Tzu's three thousand yuan, this product is too useless." Xiao Jun cursed loudly, turned around and smiled at Zhan Feng: "I'm sorry, I'll accompany you for two hundred!" ”

Zhan Feng smiled: "It's not just two hundred, Li Li is one to three, you should pay me back six hundred." ”

Xiao Jun's face changed, and he glared at Zhan Feng: "You kid, you can really be counted." He thought for a moment and then said, "In this way, I'll just press six hundred for you in the next game and gamble again." ”

Zhan Feng smiled, this is a gambler, once you start to participate in it, you want to win again if you win, you want to turn over when you lose, and it is basically difficult to get out of the way, but this money is harmless to him, that is, just joking with Xiao Jun, so he smiled: "If you know that the money is in your pocket, don't want to come back, okay, but you can't help me in the next game, you have to listen to me." ”

"Okay, no problem." Xiao Jun replied happily.

At this time, the staff was carrying the unconscious Wang Batian out of the field, Zhan Feng sighed lightly, this person is only afraid that this person's life will be wasted, he turned his eyes to look at Shao Pengfei opposite.

When Wang Batian was knocked down just now, the big boss of the Iron Fist Gang slammed the table and shouted excitedly: "Ha Luha, it's too enjoyable, Shao Lao Qijing is looking for some waste!" So Zhan Feng immediately understood that Wang Batian was the fighter of the Seven Harmony Society.

At this time, Zhan Feng paid attention, but the other party's expression was calm as usual, it seemed that Wang Batian's life and death had nothing to do with him, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking, and Ma Ming beside him also smiled slightly, as if he didn't care, these two people were calm and calm, compared to the two leaders of the Iron Fist Gang, there was a little more unfathomable feeling.

In the next two fights, they were not the fighters of the Qihe Association and the Iron Fist Gang, but they were still either dead or injured, and the bloody violence was incomparable, but the audience not only did not have any sadness, but were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and the atmosphere on the field was higher and higher.

After three games, Xiao Jun had completely convinced Zhan Feng's vision, so much so that when Zhan Feng said which side to go to, he immediately put his chips over there without hesitation, as if he had become Zhan Feng's brainless fan.

In the fourth game, the master of national martial arts against the Muay Thai king, the big boss of the Iron Fist Gang immediately sat up straight, slapped the table and shouted loudly, under his leadership, the gang of the Iron Fist Gang cheered at the top of their voices, and the second master was no exception, but his expression was obviously perfunctory.

On the other side, Shao Pengfei and Ma Ming's faces were also a little moved, but they still stared at the field calmly.

The Muay Thai King is a dark-faced young man with a burst of muscles and a bloody energy, clearly an experienced killer.

The master of national art is a thin middle-aged man, standing calmly in the field, his eyes are indifferent and deep, and the whole person is ordinary like an ordinary passerby, without the slightest momentum.

Not to mention that the middle-aged man's age is definitely old in the underground boxing match, as far as his thin body is concerned, he can't withstand an elbow blow from the opponent at all, and Baba running up is simply sending him to death, the audience immediately booed, but Zhan Feng's eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly.