"!" The middle-aged man was full of momentum one second, and his heart suddenly burst in the next second, feeling as if he had been stabbed by something, he couldn't help but take half a step back, and then he became angry and scolded. Eight?? 1. Chinese ≈.

"One game or several rounds, you have the final say, I won, I will take my classmates, you win, the 500,000 will be yours," Lang Zhan said, taking out Zhou Li's card.

The middle-aged man looked at Lang Zhan and then at the card, and noticed Guo Donglin and the three outside the door with the rest of his eyes, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he went to take the card with his right hand, and said, "Okay!" ”

He grabbed ~ one end of the card, pumped hard, couldn't move, and then draw, the card still didn't move, his eyebrows jumped, he looked at Lang Zhan, and his eyes became cautious. Letting go of his hand, he raised three fingers, sneered and said, "Since you know the rules, that's okay, three games will determine the outcome of the game, regardless of life or death!" After speaking, he glared at Lang Zhan with a provocative expression.

Lang Zhan's gaze did not fluctuate and said, "Okay!" ”

"Follow me! Three boys outside, come in. I'm gracious and won't charge you tickets! ”

Lang Zhan turned his head and saw Guo Donglin and the others, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he shook his head without a trace.

Guo Donglin and the three of them discussed in a low voice for a while, and then, Guo Donglin gritted his teeth and took the lead and walked in.

After waiting for a while, Lang Zhan whispered dissatisfaction to them: "I told you not to come in!" ”

The middle-aged man took the lead, took Lang Zhan and the others around and around, and turned into a basement. Then I passed through a casino and came to a dimly lit underground space filled with bright lights, about 300 square meters.

On the way, he asked for Lang Zhan's name on the grounds of the rules of boxing.

To the left of the doorway of the room, a dozen people sat a dozen people, including two white men and a golden woman. Walking up to a forty-year-old bald man walking to the right opposite the two white men, the middle-aged man leaned down and said a few words, and then pointed to Lang Zhan at the door.

Lang Zhan's gaze was now on the ring in the center of the room—in the ring, two young men in their twenties wearing only shorts were playing a game of wrestling with their hands together. Around the ring, a large group of men and women surrounded them, shouting loudly to cheer for both sides, and many of them took out their banknotes and smashed them into the ring.

After asking the bald man for instructions, the middle-aged man picked up a wireless microphone, first slapped it twice with his hand, and then leaned to his mouth and said loudly: "Langchai, Hu Tian, stop." ”

The two people in the ring immediately stopped and stood aside, and the middle-aged man walked up to the ring, assumed the posture of the host and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome everyone to the Kunge Hotel." According to the rules, today was supposed to be a wrestling match, but because of Mr. Wilson's arrival, we decided to add a 'life and death boxing match' on the fly. Well, the red side of this game is Lang Zhan - boy, come up! ”

Hearing the "life and death boxing match", many of the surrounding spectators had a feverish look in their eyes. They followed the middle-aged man's gaze, their eyes fell on Lang Zhan's face, and when they saw his face clearly, many people made a "shhhh ”

What's more, it was the name of the middle-aged man, he glared at the person who yelled at him, and said, "Don't underestimate this kid, he knows Chinese kung fu?" ”

"Are you Chinese?" Someone shouted again.

On the left side of the door, a white man asked the bald man in slightly stiff Chinese Chinese: "Kun, this Chinese is still underage, right?" Aren't you afraid that the Chinese government will pursue it? ”

The bald man smiled and replied in fluent Chinese Chinese: "The Chinese government can't control this, Wilson, don't worry, no one dares to disobey me in Waka!" ”

"yes, that's for the best."

"What about my classmates?" Turning over into the ring, Lang Zhan stared and asked.

Even more staring at him, he was defeated again, and he said impatiently: "Jiang Hao, bring that girl over." ”

Cai Li, whose hands were tied behind her back, was brought over, her face was stained with tears, her head was messy~, she lowered her head, just sobbing, and didn't dare to look up.

Lang Zhan looked at her seriously a few times to make sure that she had not been violated too much, and said to Gengran: "Untie her and find a chair for her to sit down." ”

Lang Zhan was very unhappy when he heard the tone of an order, but thinking of the other party's great strength, he didn't want to humiliate himself, and covered his hand with the microphone, he said to Lang Zhan viciously: "Boy, you will die ugly today." Then, he said to the microphone, "Now we have our Black player, Waka's underground champion and invincible Langchai!" By the way, given that our Chinese children are new to the country, it is necessary for me to explain the rules. Since it's a 'life-and-death boxing match', the fight will be extended indefinitely unless one side is completely knocked out – well, now the fight begins! After speaking, he walked towards the ring, and only took a step, only to feel that Lang Zhan was already in front of him.

Lang Zhan was already impatient, the environment here and the eyes of those people made him very uncomfortable, something was roaring in his heart, he stared at it and said in a cold tone: "Untie my classmate, get a chair for her to sit on!" ”

"Mom-" even wanted to scold, but when the word "Mom" came out, there was no follow-up.

What's more, as Brother Kun's horse boy, the eyesight price is naturally there. It is true that Lang Zhan is still a child, but at this moment, the dangerous aura in his eyes made him feel that he was being targeted by some fierce beast. The hairs on his whole body couldn't help but stand up, and as soon as his tongue was knotted, he couldn't scold the words below.

",!" muttering in his heart, he said to Ma Zai, who was guarding Cai Li in the audience: "Untie her and find her a chair!" After saying that, he jumped out of the ring as if he was fleeing. When passing by Langchai's side, he viciously admonished: "Kill him, make it as miserable as possible, this is what Brother Kun meant!" ”

Langchai is twenty-four or five years old, with dark skin and not very strong, but the edges and corners of his muscles are very obvious. He stepped into the ring unhurriedly, immediately eliciting cheers from the surrounding audience.

In the cheers, Langchai raised his fists and circled the arena, then stood opposite Lang Zhan, squinted at Lang Zhan, grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of black teeth, and said with a cruel smile: "Little guy, you, you are dead!" Langchai's Mandarin was good, and after speaking, he pointed at Lang Zhan with his right index finger, and then retracted it, and slashed his thumb on his neck to make a throat cutting motion.

"Bet, bet, the odds are ten to one point and five to five! Huaguo kid ten, Lang guess one point zero five, buy it quickly! Under the ring, Brother Kun's horse boy began to shout at everyone to bet.

Brother Kun picked up the coconut in front of him and took a sip, and said to Wilson, "Wilson, aren't you entertaining?" ”

Wilson smiled slightly, and said to the white young man beside him: "Ziva, 500,000, buy a Chinese boy!" ”

Brother Kun was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Wilson, you are too polite. ”

Wilson also smiled and said, "Brother Kun, this is exactly what I want to give you." Ten to one hundred and five, ha, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't want you to lose too much, I was ready to bet five million. ”

Brother Kun looked stunned, then laughed, shook his head and said, "Wilson, you are getting more and more humorous. Well, as long as you're happy, what's the money?! After speaking, he seriously glanced at the silhouette of Lang Zhan in the ring, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes. He knew Wilson very well, and knew that he was quite capable of knowing people, so he was not at ease with it. Beckoning, a horse boy immediately ran over in small steps, leaned his head towards him, and he whispered: "Go and tell even more, if he causes Lao Tzu to lose money, Lao Tzu castrates him!" ”

Ma Tsai quickly finds him and whispers to him. Ran's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he quickly glanced in the direction where Brother Kun was, and then ran to the horse boy who was in charge of accepting the bets, and also whispered to the past. Under the gaze of everyone, the horse boy rushed to the betting card, and added "Gong Jiu" and "Hu Tian" after Langchai's name.

Most of the people who came to the Kunge Boxing Stadium were regular customers, and they were all mixed up on the road, and some people stopped doing it immediately, and they surrounded them and asked for an explanation.

It's a loss, but it's even more reasonable, saying that the conditions reached with the Chinese people were originally one to three, and they were just picking two other candidates.

"Shameless, what's more, you are smearing Brother Kun's face, do you know?" Someone roared. However, as the news of Wilson's purchase of Lang Zhan's 500,000 meters of gold spread among the crowd, everyone's psychology was suddenly balanced.

After some commotion, a gong sounded, and the game officially began.

What's more, Ma Zai added "Gong Jiu" and "Hu Tian" to his name, which obviously stimulated Langchai, and the sound of the gong was still wandering in the air, Langchai roared, jumped up and kicked Lang Zhan.

From the moment Langchai stood in front of him, Lang Zhan's attention was highly concentrated. Lang Zhan didn't lack combat experience, but he knew very well that this Langchai was different from the ruffians he had encountered before. Although the ruffians can also fight, at best, they have a little more strength and courage than ordinary people. Langchai is different, the angular muscles on his body, as well as those scars and indifferent eyes, all convey such a message to Lang Zhan - this is not only a fighting professional, but also very likely an outlaw.

"Fight!" Such a thought flashed in his heart, and Lang Zhan reacted quickly - Langchai's right foot only arrived in front of him, and he came first with a knife in his right hand, cutting it fiercely on Langchai's right foot and ankle, and then his left fist blasted out, hitting the center of Langchai's right foot, making a "creaking" sound.

Quiet as a virgin moving like a rabbit, Lang Zhan's reaction perfectly interprets this sentence.

After making a special admonition, Langchai had already moved to kill in his heart. However, he was obviously deceived by Lang Zhan's small body, so he didn't use all his strength at first. The foot and neck were hit, as if he had been slashed, and Langchai instinctively screamed miserably. The center of the foot was hit again, and at the same time as the small ~ leg was sore, the knee joint was in severe pain, and the center of gravity of the body could not be controlled, and with a "bang", his fart~ stock fell to the ground first and smashed heavily in the ring.