At this time, the iron rope of the four-cornered ring opened, and Kamihara Kan walked out of it.

The various extreme masters said a few words to the heirs beside them, or made a look, and these people swarmed up and gathered around Shen Yuanguan.

A man in a white suit with a sick face and a blue and white tattoo on his chest said: "Shenyuanguan, are you interested in coming to our blue and white group to work, with a monthly salary of 30 million and a set of real estate." ”

Someone next to him immediately sneered: "30 million, you are embarrassed to ask for the price, I will pay 50 million, a three-story villa in Xiaoyoushan in the western suburbs, the car can also be matched for you, you can choose below 50 million." ”

A strong man in his thirties, wearing a tight vest, a brass ring on his ear, and a gold chain around his neck, immediately raised the price loudly.

"I will also pay 50 million, and the competition will give you a 5% commission, a pool villa in the imperial capital area."

Everyone took turns bidding, and the price was getting more and more outrageous, and I was afraid that it was enough to shock the eyeballs outside, but in the inner world, this is normal.

Normal people will definitely think that this money is easy to earn, and they are given a monthly salary, and they have a house, and they will be worth more than 100 million yuan if they are casually gangsters, but in fact, it is not.

Kamihara Kan is so capable of fighting, and not only in competitions, but also in other times, there are many places where fists and kicks are needed for Yakuza to be violent.

There is no white pie in the sky, the wool comes out of the sheep, and if they set this price, the profit created by the original view of God will only be higher, and in the end they will only earn more.

Now it's up to us to see who can give more benefits to God and buy him off.

Shen Yuanguan stepped forward unmoved, as if he was followed by a group of ghosts, and he knew very well in his heart the thoughts of these people.

Whoever he punches, he won't punch this bunch of garbage.

"I'll give you 30 percent of the game's commission, and you only need to be in charge of the game."

A hoarse female voice sounded, and the voices of the crowd stopped, and Kamihara turned his head sideways, only to see a tall woman standing in the crowd next to him.

She was about twenty-seven or eighteen, with curly white and blonde hair, leather shoes, black trousers, a bulging white shirt, and a black women's suit.

She held a white lady's cigarette, and through the faint smoke was a hazy and delicate face, two scimitar-like eyebrows raised, and her pale golden eyes stared aggressively at Kamihara.

The faces of the people around twitched, and they didn't speak, and they all moved away from this woman.

This one is not easy to mess with, and it is different from the tentative offer of these little brothers, but this one is the boss in person, and the weight and nature of the words he says are different, and it will be easy to be misunderstood by Wu Shitian, and it will not be good to be implicated.

At this time, Kamihara also noticed that the purple-haired girl, the host just now, also walked to the red-haired woman's side, and it seemed that they were very close.

"Well, no one should be more expensive than me, I can sign a contract with you and count every game. Thirty percent of the share, you win this 2 billion game, Wu Shitian will give you a maximum of 200 million, and I can give you 600 million. ”

"As long as you can keep winning, I can give you endless money."

Shen Yuanguan shook his head, although it seemed that this person's purpose was much simpler, but he didn't know this person, and it wasn't completely for money to play the game, compared to the endless temptation of money, Wu Shitian's morality was more important in front of him, and he was about to leave when he raised his legs.

"I have a better place for you to use your punches than death fighting."

"Ever heard of Purgatory?"

Kamihara stopped and turned to look at the woman.

If you look closely, you can see that her hair and eyes are very natural, not like dyed and contact lenses.

The bridge of the nose is very straight, the eye sockets are a little deep, and the complexion is as fair as that of a Caucasians, but the skin is very delicate, some of which are of mixed Asian and Western descent.

But that's not the point, Death Fighting ranks fourth in Black Fist, and Purgatory is second, what this guy just said, could it be that there is a way to go to Purgatory to compete?

The corners of the woman's mouth raised slightly, as if she had grabbed the handle of the other party, and the people who came to fight this kind of black boxing match were nothing more than two kinds of people, one was a madman for money, and the other was a madman for martial arts.

And these two kinds of people have seen too much in her career.

"What for! Karena you dare to rob my man! I don't think you want to live anymore?! ”

Wu Shitian walked over angrily with people and glared at each other, while the platinum-haired woman Kalena spread her hands with an expression of indifference.

"You also recently found Kamihara Kan to fight for you, but they are high school students, and they are not your home-trained fighters, they are originally fair competition, the highest price is the same, this is the rule of death fighting, what is there to be angry about."

Wu Shitian's eyes widened, the tiger claw scars on his face trembled with anger, and when he was about to speak, Shenyuanguan walked in front of him.

"Let's go, let's go back."

Wu Shitian was a little angry when he saw this, and Kalena looked at the two who left, and handed over a card very quickly.

Kamihara looked back at her, and she smiled back.

Wu Shitian also saw this scene and didn't say anything.

With Kamiharakan, he left the warehouse

.......

In the driving car, Wu Shitian and Shenyuan Guan sat on the back sofa of the stretch car, and he was still angry just now, drinking red wine, while Shenyuan Guan was holding a towel and holding the blood stains on his body.

Wu Shitian suddenly said: "Karena, that woman, is the organizer of the deathmatch in our area, and she is responsible for the venue fundraising and security gambling work. ”

Shenyuanguan stopped his movements, and watched Wu Shitian speak seriously.

"She has a big business, both black and white, neither a traditional gang, nor a serious businessman, if anything, it should be a simple organizer, a middleman who holds various black boxing tournaments to make a profit, and her power is generally called a gladiatorial arena by us."

Shenyuan Guan frowned: "That means that the medical staff last time, including the security personnel in the arena, were all her people?" ”

Wu Shitian nodded: "That's right, including the host last time, the host this time, even the venue and competition notices are all handled by her." When she was seventeen years old, she contracted the death fighting match in our district, and she started from scratch for ten years now, without a single fork, and has accumulated quite terrifying contacts and credibility. ”

"Seventeen, this..."

Wu Shitian looked at the surprise on Shenyuanguan's face and smiled: "Let me tell you, there will be such legends in every industry, they are born to do this piece of material, and they can't be measured by common sense." ”

"She's not bad, she's quite disciplined, and she's different from ordinary scum."

After speaking, he looked at the card of Junko Ueno in the hand of the original view, and instead of being angry, he hinted: "She has recently put on the line of purgatory, but she still lacks a little high-level fighter under her hands." The fighters of Purgatory are called fighters, and I personally think they are better than the Dead Apostles. ”

Shen Yuan was puzzled, Wu Shitian didn't look angry when he saw Kalena digging the foot of the wall before, why did he instigate him to go to purgatory to play a game now?

He didn't want to go around in circles with Wu Shitian, so he simply asked directly.

Wu Shitian opened the skylight above his head and lit a cigar, took a puff and spit out the smoke, the fragrant smell of tobacco filled the carriage, with a sweet smell, but it was not unpleasant.

"I'm pretending to be shown to others, if I don't get angry, I won't be dug up every day."

As he spoke, he opened the log cigar humidor on the table, picked up an unopened one from it, and handed it to Kamihara along with the cigar cutter.

"Try it, it's a pure Cuban cigar, rubbed on the thighs of a sixteen-year-old girl."

He looked quite happy, this kid won so beautifully, he also had a long face.

Kamihara looked at the cigar in front of him that was still trimmed with gold edges, and waved his hand to refuse: "Forget it.. I said you should be serious, don't tempt me with these things, I am a martial arts practitioner. ”

Since learning Jeet Kune Do and coming into contact with martial arts, Kamihara has not only improved his skills, but also has much higher requirements for himself.

Tobacco and alcohol are harmful to the body, and he has no idea of touching them again.

I like that I blow everything up in Tokyo, I blow everything up in Tokyo.