As soon as I arrived at the underground boxing ring, my ears were filled with screams and roars...... This made Mu Han a little unaccustomed.

What appeared in front of Mu Han was a huge ring, and a wonderful boxing match was being staged.

The audience below was full of cheers and cheers for their respective supporters.

Of course, their so-called support, whoever places a bet, will support which player.

Qianjia Guanyin is indeed quite familiar with the boxing ring, as soon as he entered the boxing ring, he called a waiter, whispered a few words to the waiter, and after a while, the administrator of the boxing stadium came over.

It was a man in his fifties, wearing glasses, with a big belly, who looked a little funny when he walked.

His name is Lin Guobin, and he has a certain say in the boxing ring.

The man walked up to Mu Han, looked at Mu Han a few times, and then said to Gu Changsheng, "What are you two looking for me?" ”

When he spoke, he was arrogant, and he understood that he didn't take Mu Han and Gu Changsheng in his eyes.

This boxing arena is not his, but belongs to the underground emperor of Wangjun, he is just helping to take care of it.

Of course, even so, he is qualified to be so spirited, after all, it is also a very high honor to be able to do things for the underground emperor.

The underground emperor, formerly known as Guan Honglei, is a legendary figure in Wangjun, and the underground world of Wangjun is under his control, which can be described as covering the sky with one hand.

Gu Changsheng took out a cigarette, then handed one to Lin Guobin, and said respectfully: "Director Lin is like this, my classmate has been short of money recently, so he wants to fight in the boxing arena, what do you think?" ”

Lin Guobin took the cigarette and was about to put it in his mouth, when he heard this, he almost didn't drop his eyes, and the cigarette in his mouth fell directly to the ground.

Qianjiao Guanyin judged the situation and immediately sent another cigarette.

Lin Guobin looked Mu Han up and down, thinking to himself that this kid looked thin and weak, how could he fight in a boxing match, in case he was killed by a punch, who would be responsible!

After a pause, he said disdainfully: "He is weak, what if he is killed by a punch?" ”

"If something happens, it's my own." Mu replied indifferently.

Hearing this, Lin Guobin's eyes kept rolling, and then he was moved.

The boxing arena mainly relies on bets to make money, so he thought that if Mu Han went to the ring, everyone would see Mu Han's weak appearance, and they would definitely pressure Mu Han to lose, and then he could operate from it and let Mu Han win, so that he could make a lot of money.

Of course, the most important thing is that recently, a big man's son said that he was in a bad mood and wanted to come to the boxing ring to vent, and he thought to himself that it was just right to let Mu Han be a sandbag and let that son vent at will.

Their boxing stadium has such a business, that is, if anyone is in a bad mood and wants to vent, the boxing ring will arrange someone to let you beat as much as you want, and the boxer can only be a sandbag, not a fightback!

This business is very hot, and many people will vent in this way when they are in a bad mood.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "No problem, but you have to follow the arrangement, I can do whatever I tell you to do, understand?" ”

With that, he headed backstage.

Mu Han and Gu Changsheng were stunned for a moment and followed.

Coming to a box, Mu Han saw many burly and muscular boxers, who were doing warm-up exercises at the moment.

"Everyone's stop!" Lin Guobin slapped his palm, and then shouted loudly.

Suddenly, all the fighters stopped, and then looked at Lin Guobin.

Lin Guobin looked at Mu Han Nunu and said: "This little brother is forced to make a living, so he wants to come to our boxing stadium to fight, I see that it is not easy for him, so I agreed." ”

Suddenly, it was like a stone stirring up thousands of waves.

Everyone looked at Mu Han, and then discussed:

"Director Lin, make no mistake, he's afraid he's still underage, what kind of punch is he fighting with such a figure, I'm afraid it's not going to kill someone."

"That's it, young people should study hard, don't come here to die!"

"Shut up!" Lin Guobin roared.

After that, he glanced at everyone, then pointed to a young man and said, "Xiao Qian, you come out." ”

The young man named Xiao Qian took a step forward and said respectfully, "Director Lin, is there something wrong?" ”

This person is in his twenties, not very tall, and his figure does not seem to be very burly, but the muscles of his whole body explode, and it is obvious that the power in his hands is not small.

"I'll arrange a boxing match later, and you fight him." Lin Guobin said.

"Me?" Song Qian was dumbfounded, thinking that if I punch down, he is afraid that he will die!

"Yes, that's you!" Lin Guobin nodded seriously and said, "You have only been in the boxing ring for a few days, and the number of times you have played is relatively small, and everyone is not impressed by you, and when you get dressed at that time, everyone looks at you like this and thinks you are not good." ”

Although it is a fake match, it must be played more realistically, otherwise the audience will see through it at a glance.

If he finds a 1.9-meter-9, muscular boxer to fight with Mu Han, and Mu Han wins in the end, this is especially a clue that everyone can see.

Now everyone understood what Lin Guobin meant, it turned out that he was going to play a fake match.

Of course, they don't feel guilty at all about playing fake matches, they just want to make money, so they don't care at all whether they play fake games, win or lose, or win.

"Xiao Qian, when the time comes, you will act more realistically, don't act badly, otherwise I will deduct your salary!" Lin Guobin shouted solemnly.

"Got it, got it." Song Qian nodded a little sadly.

After Lin Guobin left, he walked up to Mu Han and said very kindly: "Brother, don't be nervous, you can cooperate with me when the time comes, I won't hurt you anyway." ”

With that, he patted Mu Han's shoulder.

He was also forced by his livelihood to come here to fight boxing, so he empathized with Mu Han.

Mu Han smiled and didn't speak.

Song Qian warmed up on the side, and after more than ten minutes, he walked over and said, "It's almost time for us to play, I'll take you to put on protective gear." ”

Although there are occasional match-fixing matches here, this is rare, after all, once someone sees the clues, they will be criticized by the audience, so most of the time they rely on their strength to eat.

Because he eats by strength, as long as he is in the ring, it is almost a fight for his life, and as long as he can stand up, he will continue to fight.

Because of this, the gym will provide each fighter with protective gear to prevent accidents.

Mu Han shook his head and said, "No need, I don't need these things." ”

Seeing Mu Han so confident, Song Qian sighed a little, when he first came to the boxing ring, he also thought that with his own strength, he could fight a world here.

But later he learned that there were too many talented people here, and it was too difficult and difficult to create a world.

"You decide." He patted Mu Han on the shoulder and said, "If you don't wear protective gear, then I don't bother to wear it, otherwise this scene will not be realistic." ”