The white man lay on the ground motionless, apparently too dead to die anymore. Blood was slowly pouring out of his ears, nose, and mouth, and the large pool of blood on the ground was spreading more and more......

I noticed that Mijie's cheeks twitched twice, but quickly calmed down as well.

Lin Luo's forehead had already shed a lot of cold sweat, and his face and lips were slightly pale.

She is a 'girl' student, no matter how cold and indifferent she usually is, she may still be a little unacceptable when she sees such a bloody scene......

I'm actually the most calm, after all, when I was in China, I also saw people with strong winds and waves. It's not the first time I've seen bloodshed and murder, and I've seen it worse than the white man on the stage.

"Good! Hahahaha......" Boss Fan happily applauded the bald black man on the stage.

As the referee came to the stage, probed the white man's nose and announced his death, he raised the black man's arm and decided the winner.

Immediately, the underground boxing arena erupted in all kinds of roars, including excitement, remorse, and screams like madmen, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

The sound of all this stabbing my auditory nerves and making my back break out in a cold sweat unconsciously.

I finally understood why Wickstrong was reluctant to come to this place......

It was a place full of blood, and it was inevitable that a businessman like him would feel a little uncomfortable.

But since this is the case, why did Wei Keqiang build such a life-fighting gambling arena here?

Later, Wick told me. In fact, when the island was renovated in the early stage, they did not set a plan to build this black boxing stadium, but later halfway through the construction, Boss Fan himself insisted on adding it.

Wei Keqiang didn't approve of it at first, but Boss Fan was also one of the main investors, and under the stalking, he just asked for the construction of an underground venue, and Wei Keqiang couldn't even give this face, so he had to transform this buried parking lot into an underground black boxing stadium.

The main income of the black boxing stadium is 'door' tickets and gambling peripherals, but in fact, even if these things are combined, they are not as profitable as those ordinary casinos, racing tracks, and clubs outside.

But Boss Fan also made it clear that what he wanted was just a thorn in the 'excitement', and he didn't pursue how much money this field could make.

Although the three of them, Wei Keqiang, Boss Fan, and Mijie's father, are the masters of the common island, but in fact, so many venues and guild halls on this island are also divided into their main jurisdictions.

Like this black boxing stadium, it is the main jurisdiction of Boss Fan, the hotel where we stayed when we first came is the main jurisdiction of Wei Keqiang, and the sauna and massage club outside is the main jurisdiction of Mijie's father......

But no matter who these fields belong to, they must also pay dividends to the other two bosses every month. The boss in charge of the main jurisdiction gets 70 percent of the profits, and the remaining 30 percent is divided among the other two bosses.

The profit of the black boxing stadium is actually not small, but compared with those places outside, it is too much worse, and it is only fifteen percent, neither Wei Keqiang nor Mijie's father will care about this money, so they will let Boss Fan himself like how to tidy up, unless Boss Fan takes the initiative to mention it, otherwise they basically don't ask about this black boxing stadium.

In the ring, the body of the white man had been slowly carried down by several staff members, and the bald black man was still standing on the stage, his expression was calm, and he was showing his dark and well-developed muscles to the audience with a very proud expression.

"Hurry, hurry, next! I can't wait! Hahahaha......" Boss Fan shouted.

Soon after, a rough man with a full mouth and cheeks jumped on the stage, and he was also quite fierce-looking, sitting on the ground with his small feet to warm up, and swinging his fist in the air against the position of the black man's bald head.

The bald black man squinted his eyes, looking at the black-bearded man with contempt and disdain in his eyes.

I looked at the ring with some nervousness.

Is it going to start again......

"Lao Wei, Lao Mi." Boss Fan suddenly turned his head, squinted his eyes and said, "It's not interesting to look at it like this, let's bet on the periphery, how about it?" Then, without waiting for them to reply, he beckoned a 'waiter' and drew a random check from his pocket: "I'll bet a million, and Barn wins!" ”

I thought to myself, Barn, this must be the name of the bald black man on stage who looks like Black King Kong, right?

Seeing this, Wei Keqiang and Mijie's father also casually lost hundreds of thousands, and the bets were all on that Barne.

Sure enough, the battle in the ring lasted less than a minute before the winner was decided.

The blackbearded man barely fought back the whole time, or there was no room for him to fight back under Barn's frantic onslaught. After a flurry of punches and kicks, Barne lifted his kick and kicked the blackbearded man out in a parabola.

If it weren't for the fact that the ring was completely enclosed, with a wire fence on all sides, the black-bearded man would have to fly straight out of the ring.

We were sitting in the infield, and the big man flew right towards our position, and his back "banged" against the iron wire of the ring in front of us, making a loud noise, which scared our eyelids for an instant.

Wick looked at us, frowned, and asked, "You guys, are you okay?" ”

Mijie and I both nodded slightly. Lin Luo bit his lip and said with some difficulty: "It's okay...... I've been able to get used to it......"

"Well done Barn! Hahahaha......" Boss Fan's eyes were full of burning excitement, and he stood up again.

Before the start of the third game, Boss Fan went to the periphery again, and the bet was still on the same Barn.

Of course, the same is true for Migey's father and Wickqiang.

"Eh, I'm talking about you two." Boss Fan said to them: "Always bet on the same with me, how boring it is, why don't you bet on the opposite side of me......?"

"Come on, old Fan." Father Mijie took a puff of his cigarette and said leisurely, "Isn't it easy for you to win in your field?" And win or lose, isn't the money all in your pocket at the end? ”

"We don't care about this money, but we won't do it if we deliberately lose money for no reason."

"Hahahaha, you guy......" Boss Fan 'touched' his nose and smiled.

The iron cage 'door' of the ring was opened again, and another person jumped up. And although the person who came up this time was also very strong, he was a gray-faced guy dressed as a migrant worker. He also had a sweat cloth on his shoulders and a thin rope around his waist, and he looked like a Vietnamese.