"Huh." Claire looked at Hausen a few times, and suddenly let out an exclamation: "He's injured!" ”

Tang Fang woke up when he heard this, looked up, and sure enough, Haosen had a bruise on his left cheek, his jaw was on the right side, and there were also several scratches under the root of his ear, not to mention on his two hands. But fortunately, it's all some skin trauma, not to mention that this product also has a high-speed regeneration ability, so it's okay.

At this moment, he suddenly sympathized with Hausen's opponent. To put it bluntly, the underground boxing world is a violent, bloody, ruthless, cruel, and almost battlefield-like existence. The fighters did not even have the most basic protection, no mouth guards, no gloves, and even the stakes were not padded.

In such a fighting environment, serious injuries and even deaths are common, and the average fighter will sign a "death contract" before going on stage. If a fighter dies in the ring, no one will be punished by law, and the organizers will only have to pay a small pension.

In fact, the profession of boxers, especially underground fighters, is not much better off than that of front-line soldiers, and unless they are cornered, no one will jump into this fire pit. Of course, the exception is second-hand goods like Haosen.

Human nature has always been complex and changeable, with flashes and gloom. Just like these spectators, blood will bring them joy, death will bring them excitement, and the wildness in their bones will make them excited and enjoy. But when they return home, they are likely to be a good husband, a good father, and a dutiful son.

"It's strange if you don't get hurt." Tang Fang's distraction, Grant shook his head, pointed to a few guys with blue noses and swollen faces at the entrance of the player's entrance passage and said, "The injuries on those people, without exception, are all his masterpieces. ”

No wonder...... Tang Fang was sweating profusely. No wonder the cursing in the audience was like a tide, but it turned out that this thing had lost more than a dozen fighters in a row for a while. It's no wonder that the spectators in the stands who lost their bets don't scold. If you want him, he will scold!

"Who else?" Watching several staff members walk towards the athletes' passage with their unconscious opponents on the ground, Haosen turned his head, slowly scanned the audience, and stretched out his thumb to swipe down: "Which one is not convinced?" Just come. As soon as I opened my mouth, I could smell a smell of alcohol from a few meters away.

How much alcohol did this drink? Feelings are spilled through the strength of wine.

Tang Fang couldn't help frowning. Claire's nose moved lightly, and her pretty face had a touch of gloom.

I guess what they thought from the faces of the two. Grant said with some embarrassment: "5 bottles of strong agave, plus a barrel of dark beer." ”

Claire gave him a blank look: "Why don't you stop him from ordering, drink so much!" ”

"I ...... I ...... "Grant" and "I" for a long time without saying why. He didn't tell a few people, because of the anniversary celebration of a shopping mall on the opposite corner, and the whole market was 7% off, so he left Haosen and ran to the night market alone, only to find that the goods had five bottles of agave and a barrel of dark beer.

Seeing that he was stumbling and flickering, he seemed to be a little embarrassed. Shame on the subject. Tang Fang didn't plan to ask more, after all, the matter had already come out, and solving the problem was the top priority at the moment.

"I ask again, who else?" Once again, there was a shout from Hausen.

"Go get that shameful guy down for me." Greeting Aros, he pointed to the still unaware second cargo on the stage.

Aros nodded, slapped the table with one palm, and flew up to the ring: "I! ”

Hausen's face was turning to the opposite side when he heard someone on stage. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, however. When he turned around and saw the visitor, the expression on his face was wonderful.

Stunned, puzzled, embarrassed, shocked...... All kinds of emotions crumpled up on his face. He drank a lot of wine, 5 bottles of agave. A large barrel of dark beer, but that doesn't mean he's so drunk that he can't even tell the difference between Aross.

Since gaining the ability to regenerate at a high rate, he has also developed immunity to alcohol. Hausen is sober now, and the sober can't be sober anymore, as for the wine. It just made him more energetic.

"Why is Aros here? How did he get here? The creature muttered to himself, looking down at the bottom of the platform, and Tang Fang and Claire stood beside Grant. The former was looking at him with a smile, and the latter's pretty face was as cold as ice.

"It's broken! Grant, the damn bastard, actually made a small report. Muttering in a low voice, Haosen squeezed out a smile and said unnaturally: "Ah...... Aros, is that you? ”

"It's me." Aros replied as he pressed his finger bones, his eyes fixed on him, "Aren't you still having fun?" Come, I'll play with you. ”

"Kill him!"

"Give him some color."

"Woo, old fellow, we've got your back, take down that bastard on stage."

There was an uproar in the audience, cheers and whistles one after another. Some of the audience had already stood up and shouted loudly at the stage, and some of the sisters were shaking howe without any shyness. Breasts, screaming one or two at the ring.

Although they don't know who the person on stage is, as long as they can defeat the guy who made them lose everything, it doesn't matter who he is.

Seeing Aros squinting towards him, Hausen retreated again and again. Usually he "learned" with this old guy, but without exception, he lost the battle.

He is not stupid, he knows that this time Aros came to power on the orders of the Tang side, and he can't spare himself. What to do? Have a fight with the old guy? That's a humiliation!

This guy is a second-class guy, but he has always been very single, seeing that he had retreated to the edge of the ring under the pressure of Aros step by step, and when the corner of his eye swept to the side of the referee, suddenly, with an "ah", he fell straight to the ground.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and this sudden scene silenced all of them. What's going on? The old guy hasn't punched yet, and the thing himself is lying on the ground first, which one is this?

The referee was also stupid, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Who knew that at this moment, Haosen, who was lying on his stomach like a dead dog on the ground, opened his eyes, and suddenly spit out a sentence that made the referee very speechless: "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and count down. ”

The referee blinked, but it took a while for him to react: "Ten, nine, eight, seven......"

At this moment, Aros on the opposite side strode closer and straddled Hausen. As soon as the eyes of this thing opened, his mouth quickly shouted: "Five-four-three-two-one." Then he raised his hand: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat." ”

"Is this a joke...... the audience was stunned. That thing admits defeat, but why is it extremely unhappy?

"Shame on you." Aros lifted his leg with a kick. (To be continued......)