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After taking a breath, two middle-aged men came in and helped him change into his competition clothes and put on his gloves.

The gloves were very thin, and they were covered with glass ballast. It's sparkling and beautiful, like it's full of diamonds.

Roses are beautiful, but they have spikes.

Lu Zhishen is also a person who is used to licking blood with a knife. This is to see that this boxing glove is full of glass ballast, and it is also a numb scalp.

This guy, like a mace, hits the opponent, and it must be miserable with flesh and blood.

Perhaps, this kind of blood and violence is what attracts the audience to Black Boxing.

Man, indeed, is the most cruel animal.

After being fully equipped, Lu Zhishen waited to appear.

The sound insulation of the scene is not very good, and in the process of waiting, you can clearly hear the thumping sound and the screams of the audience from next door, occasionally mixed with a few irrepressible screams, like a dying beast.

Lu Zhishen's mood became irritable for no reason.

"Amitabha! All beings are evil,......"

The wine and meat monk Lu Zhishen began to chant for the first time, and he was unprecedentedly pious.

Finally, it was Lu Zhishen's turn to appear.

The "boxing stadium" is not as dim and smoky as imagined, about 300 square meters, with a 100-inch large TV hanging in the four corners, and a huge screen projection in a secluded place.

In the center of the boxing ring, there is a boxing ring about 6 meters long and wide, and three spotlights are above the head, shining brightly in the boxing ring.

In the ring, several young men were wiping their bloodstains, Lu Zhishen shrugged his nose, and faintly smelled a trace of blood.

For the first time in his life, Lu Zhishen felt sick to the blood, and out of the corner of his eye, he clearly saw that a man covered in flesh and blood was being carried away on a stretcher.

After Lu Zhishen appeared, his sturdy body caused the audience to exclaim.

Subsequently, Lu Zhishen's opponent also appeared, this is a bald man, taller than Lu Zhishen, with muscles and tendons, a face full of meat, and a shiny glass ballast fist on his hands.

This man was covered in scars, and at first glance he was a black fist veteran.

"Yue Laosan! Yue Laosan! The audience shouted frantically as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"South China Sea Crocodile God! Kill that fat man! Someone pointed at Lu Zhishen and roared loudly.

"Kill that fat man, Lao Tzu will give you 5000!"

The two beast-like contestants were about to take the stage in a bloody battle, and the audience was all excited.

Lu Zhishen stood on the stage, looking at these cold-blooded people coldly, and for a moment, the illusion was like a group of demons dancing in hell.

"Amitabha!"

In the depths of Lu Zhishen's heart, a Zen chant quietly sounded.

At this time, I saw some tattooed young people holding small books, walking in front of the audience one by one, collecting some colorful tickets, and then making records in the small books.

At first, Lu Zhishen thought that this was collecting tickets.

Later, he learned that it was a collection of bets.

What really sustains the underground black fist is not the ticket, but the gambling.

Most of the people took out their banknotes and pointed at Yue Laosan. Only a few people pointed at Lu Zhishen.

It seems that Lu Zhishen's kind appearance is not favored by the audience.

In a hidden corner, there is a special seat. The large sofa with cowhide on the top layer does not feel cramped even if you sit ten people. The red sandalwood dwarf in front of him is a valuable thing at first glance.

On the large sofa, only four people sit.

Superintendent Zhang, dressed in civilian clothes, snapped his fingers, and his assistant placed a suitcase on the coffee table and lifted the lid to reveal neatly stacked red banknotes.

Opposite Superintendent Zhang is a man wearing sunglasses, with shiny hair and a ruthless face, who looks like a social figure.

The man waved his hand, and the attendant took out a suitcase, opened the lid, and there was a box full of banknotes.

A man with eagle nose and harrier eyes in the center said something, and everyone laughed, and the man waved his hand, and the bell rang, and the game officially began.

Lu Zhishen was informed in advance that the biggest rule of the black boxing competition is that there are no rules.

As long as you can make the opponent lose the ability to fight, you can do everything you can, and it doesn't matter if you kill or cripple.

As soon as the bell rang, Yue Laosan seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he pounced on him with a loud roar. With a round of glass fist gloves in his hand, a hook punch hit Lu Zhishen on the face.

There is a saying for this punch, which is called Sealed Eye Fist.

If you really get hit, your nose will definitely be scrapped, and when the time comes, tears will flow, and you won't be able to see anything, only those who will be tortured and killed by your opponent.

Yue Laosan's fist power is very fierce, tiger and tiger, and he looks extremely vicious.

However, in Lu Zhishen's eyes, it is full of loopholes.

He has a hundred ways to take out his opponent with one punch.

In the end, Lu Zhishen did not punch, but took a step back, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's move was old, the tiger body rushed forward, jumped in the air, and hit the opponent's jaw with a knee.

Lu Zhishen's knee, the power is very terrifying.

Yue Laosan seemed to have been hit by a train, and he flew out involuntarily, fell to the ground on his back, and passed out.

Silence, deathly silence in the audience.

Like this kind of life-and-death fight, which one is not bloody and wailing and struggling.

With such a knockout, there is no excitement of blood splashing, and the audience is really shocked.

Lu Zhishen is good at boxing, and this kind of knee collision is a big burden for his huge body.

However, he wears glass gloves on his hands, and any punch will cause great damage to his opponent.

This man named Yue Laosan seems to be vicious, but in fact he is just a poor person who is being used.

Is there a young son in his family who is waiting to be fed......

On his shoulders, do he still have aging parents......

At this moment, Lu Zhishen's heart suddenly gave birth to a compassionate thought, so he chose a knee collision to end the opponent's combat ability with minimal damage.

Yue Laosan fainted to the ground, and the audience was still not satisfied. After a moment of silence, there was a tsunami-like shout: "Fatty, kill that useless guy, Lao Tzu will give you money!" ”

A woman in a mink fur stretched out her scarlet tongue, her eyes were full of perverted cruelty, and she pointed at Yue Laosan: "Fatty, kill that guy, the old lady is looking for you tonight." ”

The mink woman is good-looking, very well maintained, and her chest is turbulent, and at first glance she is either rich or expensive. If it was the little overlord Zhou Tong or the hungry ghost king dwarf tiger in the color, I am afraid that he would pounce on it without hesitation and end up with Yue Laosan's life.

However, at this moment, Lu Zhishen's Zen heart had an understanding, and he felt that this woman had a good skin, but her heart was very evil, and she was really a pink skeleton, which was disgusting.

"Kill him!" Superintendent Zhang coldly instructed Lu Zhishen.

Lu Zhishen shook his head and refused the boss's order.

"Kill him!" Superintendent Zhang insisted again.

"Amitabha, monk, don't kill!" Lu Zhishen sang a Zen chant, "Everyone in the world is suffering, life in the world, such as being in the thorns, if the heart does not move, people do not move, if they do not move, they do not hurt, and if the heart moves, people move in vain, causing injuries to the body and bones, there will be all kinds of pain in the world......"