Ten minutes later, Zhou Ping came to the bar called "Battle Angel" again!

It's not just a bar, it's also home to some underground boxing events.

But the average person won't know about it.

Even if you know that there is no acquaintance to lead you, you will not be able to get in.

Arriving at the bar, Mike greeted a tall, bald black man at the door.

"Hello, Jack, I'm here, it's my friend, Zhou!"

The black man named Jack swept Zhou Ping with a sharp gaze, nodded to Mike, and said, "Mike, are you going to watch the game?"

Mike smiled and said, "Of course, didn't you say last time that there were a few Brits coming over to play a few games today?"

Jack looked at Zhou Ping again with a scrutinizing eye, and asked in a deep voice, "Is he okay?"

"Don't worry, my iron buddy, it's absolutely fine!" Mike assured, patting his chest.

After Jack accidentally saw the Pephilida watch on Zhou Ping's wrist, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, so he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, follow me!" But you have to remember the rules inside, don't mess around, or no one will be able to protect you!"

"Don't worry, I know all this!"

"Okay, let's go!"

With that, Jack turned around and led Mike and Zhou Ping into the bar.

Like last time, the atmosphere at this Battle Angel Bar was much livelier than the one Zhou Ping had gone to before.

Handsome guys, hot girls keep twisting their waists on the dance floor, showing their beauty and sexiness to the opposite sex.

From time to time, there is a close dance, or a seductive wet kiss.

Mike led them past the edge of the dance floor, and some scantily clad hot girls sitting on the sofa couldn't help but feel turbulent when they saw Zhou Ping's handsome face and the good temperament on their bodies.

The girls whistled and waved at him.

What's more, simply take the initiative to write down the mobile phone number and stuff it into his hand, see you in the evening!

As for what to do when they meet, then there is no need to say it directly, men understand.

This is not the first time that Zhou Ping has been chased and intercepted by hot girls, he accepted the enthusiasm of the girls one by one with a smile on his face, and looked very calm and natural.

This scene fell in Mike's eyes, and this guy immediately became jealous.

He couldn't help but denounce Zhou Ping's past, but put on an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

However, at the sight of Arya, Mike obediently shut up.

Led by Jack, they came to the innermost inconspicuous room.

Outside the room stood two flat-headed men in camouflage vests, burly, muscular, with a slight evil look in their eyes.

This room is not much different from the others, except that there is one less wine table.

Jack went straight to the corner of the wall and pressed an inconspicuous black button.

Two seconds later, a rectangular opening opened in the wall, revealing a pair of eyes.

"There's a guest coming!" said Jack as he walked over.

When the people inside saw that it was Jack, they immediately responded, "OK!"

Then, the entire wall slowly opens up from the middle, leaving a passage about two meters wide.

"Alright, Mike, go in yourselves! Have fun!" said Jack Nunu.

"OK, see you later!"

In the aisle, a white man with curly hair beckoned to Mike and them, with a warm smile on his face: "Hi, man!

Mike rubbed his palms twice, said with an excited smile on his face, "Zhou, can you feel it? I'm ...... now."

Of course, Zhou Ping knew what he wanted to say, so he quickly interrupted him and said, "You're excited, aren't you?" Okay, don't make a fuss here, go inside!"

"Uh...... Can't you let me finish my words and express my feelings at the moment?" Mike looked at Zhou Ping with resentment.

Zhou Ping didn't bother to pay attention to him, directly ignored Mike, and followed the curly-haired white man in front of him into the aisle.

Zhou Ping, who has been here once, is already familiar with this place.

Walking down the winding aisle, they came to a place about the size of two basketball courts, which was packed with people.

The hysterical and crazy screams of men and women suddenly reached their ears, eager to tear their eardrums.

In the middle, about seven or eight square meters in the ring, which was shrouded in an iron cage, two women wearing combat gloves were fighting each other.

They were only wearing a pair of short panties, and their upper bodies were bare, and they were attacking wildly in the ring, punching to the flesh.

Both of them had their brow bones cracked by their opponents, and blood flowed down their wounds from their cheeks to their unstranded upper bodies, which looked very miserable.

The spectators of men and women surrounding the iron cage were like doping, waving their fists and shouting wildly, hoarse.

"Hey, baby, kill her, kill that cousin!"

"yes, that's it! Hit her hard!"

"That's right, that's it, that's it! Beat her hard, open her face!"

......

Zhou Ping, who had long been accustomed to blood, was not moved at all.

Since they are standing in such a ring, they must have already realized that they are going to bleed and be injured.

Looking at the two women on the stage, Mike's eyes lit up and said, "Zhou, how about it? This is more exciting than going to the casino, right? They seem to have similar strength, do you think...... Who's going to win?"

In response to Mike's question, Zhou Ping glanced at it lightly and said, "Red pants will win!"

"Oh, is it? so sure?" Mike had barely finished his words when the female fighter in the red pants in the ring turned around and landed an elbow on her opponent's cheek.

After a crisp click, the female boxer in blue pants fell to the ground with her mouth crooked, her mouth constantly spitting blood, and her body convulsed.

"Wow!"

The female boxer in red pants wiped the blood from the corners of her eyes and raised her hands to hiss and roar at the people outside the iron cage.

When the audience outside the iron cage saw this scene, some screamed excitedly, and some cursed, obviously pressing the wrong object and losing money.

"Wow, Zhou, you can really do it, you guessed it!"

Mike looked at the ring a little dumbfounded, he originally thought that another woman would win, but he didn't expect Zhou Ping's voice to fall, and the winner was decided.

Zhou Ping smiled.

There's no way, who let my brother know that this will be the result!

Although on the surface, blue pants have a slight advantage, but in fact, Zhou Ping knows very well in his heart that if he is involved in such a thing as gambling, he will not be as dignified as he is on the surface, and he will speak completely by strength.

To put it bluntly, if it is a one-sided plot, even if the odds are a little lower, the dealer will lose money.

So it's common to have a little surprise at the right time.

Then the cage was opened, and two men in short sleeves were seen carrying the boxers who were still convulsing out of the cage.

These injured fighters generally carry them down for rescue as soon as possible, no matter how serious the injuries are.

And often they are sent to the best hospital in the neighborhood to receive the best treatment.

Not only that, but there are highly qualified doctors and corresponding medical equipment here.

After all, in the United States, a human life is not so easy to settle.

Moreover, black boxing is so popular that it makes a lot of money as a bookmaker, so taking out some of the money to treat the injured can also make the fighters below work harder and earn more money for them.

Just then, a woman with long purple wavy hair, a tight leather jacket, and a pair of red high heels walked out of the crowd.

Her high nose and peach-like lips show extraordinary seductive charm all the time.

However, she had infinite chagrin on her face, as if she was angry that the fighter she bought had an advantage but lost the fight.

When he saw her, the corners of Zhou Ping's mouth couldn't help but sketch a meaningful smile.

Perfect lover, Quintina, we meet again!

At this moment, two tall, muscular hunks changed into the ring, the one wearing red pants was a big black man dyed with ink, and the blue one was a white man with a tattoo of bells and whistles.

Both of them were of similar physique, and when they entered, they were still the same as last time, constantly agitating to the audience outside the iron cage, trying their best to show their strength.

At this time, a man in a suit and with a big back combed entered the iron cage with a microphone in his hand, and roared in a subdued and passionate voice:

"Distinguished ladies and gentlemen, the following is the king of the jungle Black Panther, which we are familiar with, and the fighter Iron Fist, who has just crossed the ocean from the empire on which the sun never sets! Please prepare to place bets!

After listening to this, the audience carefully looked at the boxers from the United Kingdom, and then turned their eyes to the black panther they often saw, and began to secretly calculate who to buy and win.

The Black Panther, who can often appear in the ring, has a high popularity.

And he can still stand in the ring now, which shows that his strength is very strong, and he is definitely a winning general.

Most of the viewers below are more emotional, basically didn't think much about it, and walked to the place where they bet.

The place to place bets is not far from the door, where a rectangular table is placed.

A middle-aged man who looked a little fat sat there, tapping expertly in front of a laptop with his head buried.

Occasionally, he would raise his head and laugh with a familiar bettor or two, and the person next to him would be infected by their jokes and let out a burst of laughter.

Zhou Ping estimated that this was also deliberately done by the organizers to enliven the atmosphere.

At this time, Quintina looked at the people in the ring, turned around and went to the place where the bet was placed, ready to start over.

"Dude, it looks like it's time for us to bet too! I suggest you buy Iron Fist, there will be a surprise!" Zhou Ping patted Mike on the shoulder and said.

"Iron Fist?"

Mike looked at Zhou Ping suspiciously, "Zhou, although I know that Iron Fist is a powerful fighter from the United Kingdom, but his words against Black Panther seem to be ......."

Zhou Ping patted him on the shoulder and said, "Man, believe me, there will definitely be a surprise!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ping pouted in the direction of Kuntina: "Okay, I saw a friend, I'll go over and have a chat!"

After speaking, Zhou Ping walked quickly towards Kuntina in front of him.

Mike saw the sexy and voluptuous Quintina at a glance, and his eyes couldn't help but widen in disbelief.

Because Quintina is so beautiful, even if she is mixed in with the crowd, she can make men or women notice at a glance.

Wait, what did Zhou Ping say just now, they are friends?

How did you not know?

But on second thought, Mike was relieved again.

Today's Zhou Ping is no longer the classmate of the past, as if he has been favored by God all of a sudden......

When Quintina was about to bet on the Black Panther to win, Zhou Ping happened to come to her.

Didn't look at the odds, because the last time loop was known.

Iron Fist pays 1.5 to 1 and Panthers pays 0.7 to 1.

Clearly, the odds are very favourable for the defending Panthers to win.

Zhou Ping didn't say a word, took out 20,000 American knives and put them on the table, and said to the middle-aged man: "Help me bet on this beautiful lady with an iron fist!"

Quintina was stunned by this sudden scene, and couldn't help but look sideways at Zhou Ping.

Because of the dim light, she didn't recognize Zhou Pinglai at first, but after taking a closer look, a charming smile suddenly appeared on her face.

The man in front of her was too impressive for her.

At the beginning, this handsome Asian guy won a lot of money in her gambling game, and he was very generous.

The most important thing is that his personal ability is too strong.

Even if it was two to one, she had to stop and obediently raise the white flag to surrender.

Only, how could he be here?

"Mr. Zhou?" Quintina asked tentatively.

Zhou Ping smiled and nodded, "Miss Quintina, in comparison, I prefer others to call me Zhou!

Quintina cheered, "Wow! I didn't expect it to be you, I wasn't sure just now!"

Zhou Ping laughed: "It's such a coincidence to meet the beautiful Miss Quintina here! ”

At this moment, the middle-aged man said to them, "Okay, sir, please take your ticket stub!"

Zhou Ping took the ticket stub from the middle-aged man's hand, stuffed it into the ditch in front of Quintina, and said with a smile: "Beautiful Ms. Quintina, let's go!"

Quintina frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little speechless and said: "But, Zhou, I want to buy the black panther! I am very optimistic about the black panther, although the odds are a little lower, but his strength is there!"

“NONONO！”

Zhou Ping stretched out his index finger and shook it lightly in front of Kuntina's eyes, and said with a smile, "Believe me in the right, it doesn't matter if you lose, it's all yours if you win!"

In the last time loop, Quintina just bought the Black Panther, but she didn't expect to lose again, and it was then that Zhou Ping found out about her.

It's just that this time, under Zhou Ping's attention, his existence was discovered early.

Thinking of her various sexy and sultry postures, Zhou Ping, who had drunk a little wine, couldn't help but ripple.

Hearing Zhou Ping say this, Kuntina was no longer entangled, and her smile became extraordinarily bright.

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