The Japanese boxer fell several meters away, lying on the ground and completely motionless.

The big white man won, his arms raised high, only a drop of sweat running down his hooked nose, and a pair of dark blue 'colored' eyes full of pure confidence.

I folded my arms around my chest and frowned deeply. Zhang Yuan beckoned, and immediately several people rushed to the ring and lifted the Japanese boxer down. There was a continuous cheer in the field, first, this game was indeed 'fine', and second, many people bet on this hook-nosed white man.

"An ordinary person can beat a professional black boxer to the point where he has no power to fight back. It's ironic. I crossed my arms and said slowly with a frosty face.

Zhang Yuan glanced at me, staring at the white man with a hooked nose in the ring, he should be able to understand my vague meaning.

Several of the other black fighters sitting in the distance stood up and walked over to us, wrapping their fist belts around their hands as they went. The Japanese fighters were defeated, and they knew it was their turn to take the ring.

Several people lifted the Japanese fighter down and walked past me. The Japanese fighter's face was covered in blood, his eyes were tightly closed, and his 'chest' was as if it had been beaten by someone, and it was even a little sunken, leaving only very weak signs of life.

The black boxing ring is cruel, and the other party knows at a glance that it is a dead hand, and it is completely for his life.

Zhang Yuan only glanced at it, and then said lightly to those people: "Throw it behind." The men nodded silently, and then carried the bloody body of the Japanese fighter and was about to walk out.

"Wait a minute." I suddenly stopped them.

The people stopped again and looked back at me suspiciously: "Boss, what's wrong?" ”

"Where are you going to throw him?" I pointed to the fighter and asked, "He's injured like this, don't you have to take him to the hospital?" ”

Everyone, including Zhang Yuan, was stunned for a moment, as if they were particularly surprised by what I said.

I didn't understand what their expressions meant, and frowned, "What, what's the problem?" ”

Zhang Yuan looked at me blankly for two seconds, and then said, "Oh, no, boss, he ...... I don't think I have to go through the trouble of sending it for treatment anymore. ”

"Why?" I said with a frown.

Zhang Yuan said: "He was so seriously injured that he only had one breath left, and there was basically no possibility of survival, and sending him for treatment was just a 'waste' of resources." And ......" Zhang Yuan lowered his voice: "Boss, he's a Japanese......"

I immediately raised my eyebrows.

I certainly understood what he meant. The Chinese have always had a special hostility towards Japan, from the last century to the present, the Chinese hate the Japanese the most, and during the war of aggression, I don't know how many Chinese died under the cruel butcher's knife of Japanese officers!

Until now, bumps and bumps between China and Japan are still common, and the relationship between the two countries is still not very good.

Zhang Yuan didn't let the 'waiters' carry people away anymore, but looked at me quietly on the spot.

I was silent for a long time, and then I slowly spoke, "Japanese people are also human. It was the Japanese army and ZF that did those things that lost their conscience, not the Japanese people. ”

"There are scum and good people in every kingdom, and no kingdom can be surprised. I don't care what country he's from, I just know that he's a fighter in my gym now, a subordinate of mine. ”

"Take him to the hospital on the island and do everything you can to get him back." I glanced at them and said lightly.

The other foreign black fighters were standing not far from me at this time, and their expressions were obviously slightly moved when they heard my words, but they quickly recovered.

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Okay, I know." Then he had the Japanese fighter taken to the hospital and called him to make an appointment.

I turned my gaze back to the ring, where the white man with a hooked nose was waving haughtily into the stands, as if he had won a title in a world-class boxing match.

I squinted my eyes and asked, "This guy, how many games have you won?" ”

One of the people next to him immediately said: "Yes, he has won four games in a row." In that fight just now, many people bet on him, and the ring lost a lot of money. ”

I didn't speak, and looked coldly at the hook-nosed white man, knowing that I had met a hard idea.

At this time, Zhang Yuan also ran back after making a phone call, and he said to me: "Boss, I have arranged for a foreign doctor to treat him, but if he can't save it, it may not be ......."

I said lightly, "Well, I see." ”

"Boss, what now?" Zhang Yuan brushed the white man on the stage with his eyes and said.

I was silent for a moment, then looked back at the other black fighters, "Which of you is sure to win him?" ”

The strength of these black fighters should be good, and they are quite confident in themselves, and immediately several people took a step forward: "I! "Me!" "Me too!"

I randomly pointed to a short-haired black man closest to me, smiled, 'bared' a mouthful of white teeth, and walked up to me.

"It's best if you can win, if you can't win, don't force it, just test it a little." I crossed my arms and said to him, "If you feel that you can't do it, surrender immediately, there is no need to fight for his life, you know?" ”

After listening to my words, the short-haired black man was stunned again, and then looked at me blankly.

I don't understand what their stunned expressions mean, do they think their lives are worthless, and it doesn't matter if they die?

Halfway, the short-haired black man nodded slowly: "Got it, boss." ”

The short-haired black man went into the ring, and there was a loud cheer from the audience, as if they had waited too long.

Only then did Zhang Yuan come to my side and whisper to me, "Boss, your heart ...... It's really not your average soft ......."

"Huh?" I looked at him with a frown: "What's wrong?" ”

"Like before, when Boss Fan was here." Zhang Yuan said: "He has always asked those black boxers to win the match even if they fight to the death, because their lives are originally used to win the match." If you win, you will naturally have a lot of bonuses, but if you lose, you will not even be eligible to be sent to the hospital for treatment. ”

"So Boss Fan always said to them before going on stage: If you win, get off the stage and get the bonus in the back, if you lose, just die in the ring." Zhang Yuan said.

I smiled bitterly, what a cruel and ruthless system......

"Boss Fan is Boss Fan, I am me, and I am a completely different person from him. And now the owner of the gym is me. I looked at him and said, "Black boxers are also human." In the future, no matter whether they win or lose, as long as they work hard for the boxing ring, they are not allowed to give up their lives casually, do you understand? ”

Zhang Yuan nodded seriously: "Yes!" Boss. ”