The short-haired black boxer took the stage, making preparations as the spectators in the stands began to bet... I sat in the infield seat, cross-legged and watched the show.

The hook-nosed white man stood directly opposite him, his arms clasped 'chest', and there was no deep war intent in his eyes, only contempt and disdain.

I squinted and stared at the hooked nose.

Is it a light enemy? Or do you really feel that your strength can not take the other party in your eyes?

The battle began, and the two sides did not talk much nonsense, and soon they were 'engaged' together.

The short-haired black man raised his fist and threw a punch straight at his opponent's face, which was fast and hard, and he used all his strength as soon as he shot it. He was about the same height as the hook-nosed white man, and the hook-nosed head was lightly sided, and he easily dodged the fierce punch, and the fist almost rubbed against his cheek.

Immediately, the hook-nosed white man also began to fight back, and the two fists and feet faced each other, fighting fiercely, attacking one by one, and the fight was very good-looking, and the muffled sound of "bang, bang, bang" was endless.

The spectators in the stands were boiling and cheering, whether they bet or not, today's 'fine' game made them worth the ticket price.

And when I sat in the infield, I saw something wrong.

The strength of this short-haired black man is obviously much stronger than the Japanese just now. But this hooked nose, just now with the Japanese was obviously evenly matched, and finally won by a narrow margin, and now against the short-haired black, it is evenly matched......

The only possible 'sex' is that this hooked nose is actually much stronger than the Japanese fighter and this short-haired black man! It's just that for some shady reason, he deliberately created a false impression that it is difficult to fight with anyone!

I knew that it was easy to win against the opponent, and it was not easy to control the strength of the opponent if I didn't win the opponent and not let the opponent win!

Unless that person's strength is a lot higher than that of the other party!

My face became more and more gloomy, and I said, "Zhang Yuan." ”

"What's wrong, boss?"

"Who is the strongest in our boxing ring?"

"It's Martin."

I hadn't heard the name, but I said, "Go and bring him to me." ”

Zhang Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, Martin's appearance is two or three times higher than that of others......"

"Go." I say without a doubt.

“…… Be. Zhang Yuan didn't ask any more questions, got up and left.

After a while, he came back with a guy who was so big and perverted that he was in his back.

Martin is a black man, and the pimples and 'flesh' on his body are particularly distinct, and the pieces look as smooth and hard as black iron, and he can be a bodybuilder.

"Boss, someone brought it." Zhang Yuan stood respectfully in front of me and said.

I glanced at Martin and pointed to the hook-nosed white man fighting in the ring: "Your opponent is him." ”

Martin only glanced at it, as if remembering the man's appearance: "Got it." ”

"How sure are you?"

"Ten percent."

Martin said this with full confidence and the calmness of a master.

"Don't underestimate the enemy." I said, "That guy, he's preserving his strength." ”

Martin was stunned for a moment, and then watched the fight on the stage intently.

I sat quietly and did not speak again, believing that with his strength I should be able to see the fame of it.

After a while, the fight in the ring ended. If it was as I expected, the short-haired black boxer gradually lost the upper hand in the 'fierce' fight, and he was a little powerless.

The hook-nosed white man snapped his fingers, and a hint of 'lean' sharpness flashed in his eyes, as if he was about to end the fight.

And I stood up and made a gesture to the short-haired black man in the ring.

The short-haired black fighter seemed relieved to get my code, and it seemed that he knew he was dying. "I throw in the towel!" He held up a hand and said loudly.

The hook-nosed white man was stunned for a moment, he was about to make a move, but he didn't expect the other party to shout defeat in this kind of thing!

There was also an uproar in the stands. This is a rare occurrence at this black boxing stadium, and most of the time, it is a knockout of one side to win.

But now it's different, because now the boss of the Black Boxing Stadium has become me.

I glanced at Martin next to me and asked, "Well, how sure do you think you are now?" ”

Martin grinned and smiled, "It's still one hundred percent." ”

I narrowed my eyes, sat down, and gestured for him to go on stage.

He has been watching it for so long, and since he still says that he is 100% sure, there should not be much of a problem.

Martin walked slowly up to the stage, the hook-nosed white man was still waving and enjoying the cheers of victory, but when he saw Martin walking up, he was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils dilated slightly, and his eyes seemed to 'show' some fear.

"Does he know Martin?" I crossed my arms and casually asked Zhang Yuan next to me.

"Martin was originally underground in the United States, but he was a senior celebrity in the black boxing world. It's not surprising that someone knows him. Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

I nodded and continued to watch the scene in the ring.

The hook-nosed white man faced Martin, obviously without the calmness and calmness just now, but a few drops of sweat flowed down his cheeks.

And the spectators in the stands also let out a few exclamations when they saw Martin.

They are all rich and powerful aristocrats, I think it should not be to the point of knowing Martin, but I was a little surprised to see Martin's flesh and muscle, because Martin's flesh and muscle look too exaggerated......

Seeing Martin's strong figure, many people began to hesitate to bet on the object, but more people still voted for the hook-nosed white man with a winning streak.

The battle between the two sides began, and the hook-nosed white man came up with a loud shout, and pounced on Martin with a hideous face.

This is the only one in these games that he took the initiative to attack at the beginning!

His identity with the challengers just now seems to have been reversed, and this time it was finally his turn to be nervous!

Martin saw that he panicked, his eyes became more contemptuous, and after a few rounds, he was already completely pressing the opponent to fight. A discerning person can see at a glance that whether it is strength, speed, or experience, Martin is far stronger than this hooked nose.

I saw that the situation on the field was completely under Martin's control, and I knew that I didn't have to watch any longer, so I got up and stood up.

"Boss, aren't you going to finish reading?" Zhang Yuan asked me next to him.

"No need." I said lightly: "You will give Martin a hint in a moment, don't kill him, keep his mouth alive." When the ring is over, bring people to my office. ”