The apocalyptic world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Day 3, evening.

In the underground boxing market, under the strong light of incandescent lamps, although it is still early for the night boxing match, the stands are already scattered with hundreds of spectators.

Just because of the underground boxing market, there is a special rule.

Maybe it's because Lao Hei is standing up in order to make the boxing market better survive, or maybe it's the habit of the guests who come here over time.

Before the boxing tournament began, every afternoon it was the locals of the original city, and the purpose of their visit was to find someone to do things, ask for difficult things, and trade with each other to solve the problem of power and property.

"Director Zhou, one of my stores has been sealed by someone under you."

In a flattering voice, a man dressed as a wealthy businessman spoke, quietly moved his seat, and privately stuffed a stack of brick-shaped newspapers towards a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes beside him.

"It's been rectified, can you take a look?" The rich merchant said, looking at Director Zhou with a flattering smile.

"It's not that I'm talking about you Lao Yang." Director Zhou waved his hand, and under the disappointed expression of the rich businessman, his words changed, and then he warned: "If you do this business again, it will make me very embarrassed!"

When the words fell, Director Zhou looked at him, and a young man took away the newspaper wrapped in something in the eyes of the rich businessman who turned from sorrow to joy.

"Don't take it as an example.." Director Zhou whispered, measuring the thickness of the brick-shaped newspaper in his hand, whether it was a brick or not, I don't know this for the time being, but looking at the thickness of the newspaper, the bricks inside are also about ten centimeters thick.

"Definitely, definitely!"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the rich merchant nodded hurriedly, smiled at the young man, and quietly left the underground boxing market.

After all, he didn't come here today to see those bloody games like beasts fighting at night...

"Thirteen .." Director Zhou estimated the thickness of the brick in his hand, and looked at the ring that had not yet started the game, his eyes were impartial, as if the game had really started on the ring...

Time passed, the night was approaching, and the number of guests in the stands was not only more because the boxing match was about to start, but fewer and fewer...

But at this time, a middle-aged person who is dressed successfully, a boring second-generation official businessman, and a young woman who is bored at home.

Real estate developers, officials of all kinds, or underground leaders with great influence in other places.

And all kinds of guests in the stands, just look at the clothes, all kinds of high-end brands, although the number of people is much smaller, but than those in the afternoon, feel a higher grade.

Noisy, whispered talk, maybe it is business dealings, maybe it is a private transaction like a rich businessman and Director Zhou, and it is indispensable to talk to each other and make friends.

After all, the people who come here at night, outside the original city, or in the whole province, are all people with heads and faces, not those local small fish and shrimp in the afternoon.

They may talk about getting acquainted with each other, and their future choices will also take a few more easy paths outside the city.

But among the guests of the boxing market, they may be more capable than the afternoon guests, but compared to a few people, they are not really powerful...

"I heard that the wild wolves don't play anymore?"

In the first three rows of the stands, the sound of inquiry came, and a middle-aged man spoke, tilting his head to look at a young man in a suit next to him.

He is the leader of an underground gang in the city, and the young man next to him is the nephew of a high-ranking official in the province.

From here, it can be seen that the first three rows are all weighted people.

"It should be."

As he answered, the young man turned his head to look at the big man and said, "You didn't come two days ago, so I guess you don't know."

Two days ago, the boxing market suddenly released a news, which can be described as shocking many people.

"Starting today, the boxing market will be in charge of Boss Chen.."

At the end of the game two days ago, everyone was about to leave, only to see Lao Hei suddenly come on stage and say these words, put down the microphone, and bowed to a young man next to him.

Question each other, investigate speculations.

Boss Chen's identity has become a hot topic in the upper class society of the original city in the past two days.

"So now we're all talking about Boss Chen, you don't even know this, and the news is too ill-informed, right?"

The young man said, looking at the confused man and quipping with a smile, "How did you become the boss?"

"I really don't know."

Dahan doesn't care about the jokes of young people, after all, their relationship is also familiar, and they also cooperate with each other, which can be regarded as the final analysis.

"But even Zhao Shao, who is well-informed, doesn't know Boss Chen's name.."

Zhao Shao's own inquiry, Zhao Shao's ignorance.

Curious, Dahan whispered to Zhao Shao: "Has Boss Chen come to the stands?"

Mysterious, always reminiscent of big shots.

Dahan's inquiry at this time was to make friends with the legendary Boss Chen.

"Boss Chen is estimated to be a big man, Zhao Shao will introduce me to him?" After seeing Zhao Shao silent, the big man smashed Zhao Shao's shoulder with his arm.

"Whether it's a big guy or not, I didn't say.."

Zhao Shao was helpless, raised his chin lightly, and faced the three people who were sitting next to the first row of seats: "Boss Chen, it's the one who is sitting, a young man in sportswear."

A day ago, the wild wolf announced that he would no longer boxing and became the bodyguard of the so-called Boss Chen.

Lao Hei is no longer the person in charge of this boxing market, but has become the host of the boxing match.

And the topic of the original city's high society, the boss of the boxing market, is also Chen Peng, who mastered this underground boxing market after assimilating Lao Hei and the wild wolf two days ago.

"The underground boxing market has been mastered, and now the first step of the plan has been successful.."

In the stands in the first row, Chen Peng's mind turned around, and he said to the young man wearing a foreign famous brand next to him: "Li Shao, what do you think of what I said?"

"Boss Chen."

The unique tone of the businessman's conversation, I saw the young man named Li Shao, and after thinking about it, he tapped his finger on the handrail of the stand and said, "Give me a day.."

Li Shao's full name is Li Jiang, and he is the only son of the richest man in the city.

From an early age, he was smart and thoughtful.

Perhaps he was gifted in business, or he had a soft spot, so after graduating from university, Li Jiang pushed down the invitation to go to graduate school and returned to Yuanshi to take charge of the largest large-scale meat wholesale mall under his father's name.

"It's good to learn enough." A few years ago, Li Shao explained to his father.

And today's Chen Peng's request: .

"Food, ten tons of various compressed jerky .."

Confused, curious.

Although Li Shao was puzzled, after seeing that this Boss Chen didn't seem to be joking, he nodded in agreement after thinking about it.

"Boss Chen, give me a day."

Li Shao tapped on the handrail and replied in an affirmative tone: "Tomorrow at noon, I will send you everything you want."

"Hmm." Chen Peng nodded, looking at the empty boxing ring, "Arrange a boxing match." ”

"Yes." Behind him, Lao Hei responded and walked towards the boxing lounge.

"Could it be that there are other fighters besides the wolf?" Li Shao looked at the departing Lao Hei, and was puzzled in his heart, as if he felt that Lao Hei's steps were not lame.

"Could it be that the old black foot has been cured?"

Lao Hei's lame feet are basically known to guests who often come to the boxing market.

But the sudden improvement inevitably made Li Shao stunned at this time.

"I remember the first two days as before.."

He pondered, recalled the scene of the previous day, and always felt that something was strange.

"Maybe Boss Chen found someone to cure him through his relationship?"

He looked at Boss Chen, who had a calm face, mysterious, as if he didn't care about anything.

And the medical treatment in modern society is getting better and better, I can't be sure which clever doctor used some advanced equipment to cure the old black leg injury after being invited by the mysterious Boss Chen.

"It should be so, and only in this way can it be explained.."

Li Shao thought in his heart, and when he glanced at the old black who disappeared at the end of the corner, although he was still a little uncertain, he also withdrew his gaze.

"After all, whether it is good or bad is just someone else's problem, and I have been staring at the flaws of others, but there are some things that should not be."

Curiosity retracted, and when Li Shao remembered the news at noon today, he immediately looked at Chen Peng beside him and asked, "Boss Chen, today is the people from the Lin City Boxing Stadium who are here to kick the field, don't you let the wild wolf play?"

When the words fell, Li Shao seemed to look behind Chen Peng inadvertently.

"It always feels like a wolf has changed as a human being?" Li Shao was puzzled.

The wild wolf in his memory is a brave and ruthless person, and when he hears others provoking his own boxing market, or other boxing markets coming to kick the field, he is already irritable.

But when Li Shao glanced at it just now, he found that since he sat here, the wild wolf behind Chen Peng stood quietly like a statue, and he didn't move in the slightest because of his previous words.

"Could it be that the wild wolf really doesn't punch anymore?" Li Shao looked at Chen Peng, who was calm and leisurely.

With a calm demeanor, Boss Chen in front of him just looked at the ring quietly, ignoring the Lin Shi group who walked in from the gate.

Provocative, abusive, and no matter how the kickers shouted in the boxing market, in his eyes, Boss Chen in front of him was expressionless.

"It must be that Boss Chen has some more powerful fighters on the scene, so the wild wolf behind him is not worried?"

While thinking about it, when Li Shao saw that Boss Chen's expression did not seem to be fake, he couldn't help but recall the information he got at noon today...