Underground boxing does not have as many rules as regular competitions, and it is not impossible to substitute for others, as long as both fighters agree.

When the black boxer saw Su Tang's physique, which was thinner and more delicate than Qu Lanying, of course he would not refuse.

He looked at Su Tang, made a gesture of wiping his neck, and said "KO" disdainfully.

Su Tang looked at the person in charge of the competition hall and heard that his name was Brother Hao.

Su Tang said to this Hao brother: "If I win the game, you promise me a condition, how about it?" ”

Brother Hao was stunned, and then laughed loudly, the laughter was full of mockery, "Little brother, did you take the wrong medicine?" ”

Su Tang was not angry, his expression was calm, his eyes were clear, and he picked his lips and chuckled, "Bet?" ”

Her demeanor was too calm and too confident, as if she could really win this boxing, which was incomprehensible.

This demeanor made Brother Hao hesitate for a moment, he has been in this field for a long time, everyone has seen it, and it is not uncommon for a small to win a big thing.

Brother Hao suddenly became a little interested in this Su Tang.

"Okay, I'll bet with you, but what if you lose?" Brother Hao lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair to look at Su Tang.

"Ten million." Su Tang smiled, "I lost, I'll give you 10 million." ”

"What a big breath."

"You should know Qu Lanying's identity very well, and it will be easy for him to come up with this money."

"It's been a long time, you're going to sell your brother."

Brother Hao originally thought that this Su Tang really had some ability, but he didn't expect that he actually asked Qu Lanying to buy a life for him, and he immediately disdained it in his eyes.

Su Tang just smiled, stopped talking nonsense, unbuttoned the two shirts, and the delicate collarbone loomed.

But Brother Hao looked at it, but he was even more disdainful, he was thin into a few ribs, and he still wanted to come to boxing?

But Brother Hao is very good at building momentum, and he blew Su Tang blindly, and exaggerated this obviously strong and weak game, but unfortunately he still can't shake the betting odds with a serious skew in proportion.

It was almost a suspenseless game.

The odds of winning and losing both sides are open.

Su Tangjiu, black one.

Those who gamble would rather win less and buy blacks than throw money in vain to buy Su Tang's "nine".

And the only person who bought Su Tang's "nine" was Qu Lanying.

He was lame, emptied all the money he could take out, and pressed it on Su Tang.

Qu Lanying is a "big customer" here, not only betting boldly, but also occasionally boxing on stage, so she is an acquaintance with Brother Hao.

Brother Hao arranged for him to sit next to him to watch the game, handed him a cigarette, and asked casually: "Young Master Qu, you have so much money that you have no place to spend it, and you start throwing it away?" ”

Qu Lanying held a cigarette in her mouth, looked at Su Tang who was about to go on stage, and said with a smile: "You know a fart." ”

With Su Tang here, how could he lose?

Brother Hao's expression froze slightly, he didn't know what to think, and he commanded his subordinates.

This game looks like there is nothing to watch.

Therefore, everyone was in high spirits, and they couldn't lift their energy, and there were not even many people who cheered and cheered, and some even cheered and cheered Su Tang down.

On the stage, Su Tang's thin figure was as thin as a piece of paper, in stark contrast to the burly and strong black man.

She looked at the box upstairs and gave a strange and cruel sneer.

The people in box three clenched their fists tightly.

The referee waved his hand, and the black man made a lewd humiliating gesture at Su Tang, and then swung his fist disdainfully!

Su Tang, step up, go back!