"Up, up, up, up, Yevgeny, kill that Thai!"

"Yes, kill him! I'll put two thousand dollars on you! If you can't win, die!"

"Blood! Why don't you see blood! I paid to see the blood splattering! Break his nose! Knock out his teeth! I want to see blood!"

"Fake! hit him in the stomach with a knee!"

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Accompanied by deafening shouts, a strong Slavic man over 1.9 meters tall was engaged in hand-to-hand combat with another Thai man who was a full two laps younger than him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he has an absolute advantage in size, the opponent is not a vegetarian, and every elbow and knee attack can pose a great threat.

The level of martial arts on both sides can only be described as average, far less spectacular than the world's top fighting tournaments, and the only attraction is bloody and unlimited.

They don't wear any protective gear, let alone rules, except that they can't use weapons and are allowed to attack any part of the body, and the only means of protection is light leather gloves, which are far from being comparable to regular matches.

As for the crowd around them, there are white-collar workers working in large companies and tourists looking for excitement, but more often there are criminals engaged in illegal activities.

Obviously, this is the underground black boxing depicted in many film and television works, and it is a little more advanced, at least the combatants are not street gangsters or unruly wild people, and they have received relatively professional combat training.

The Slavs, known as Yevgeny, used the woolly bear military combat technique of Sambo, while the unknown Thais used typical Muay Thai.

Since the latter has been very careful not to fall into hand-to-hand combat, Sambo's proud sleeping skills have not been able to be used for the time being.

Don't think that the underground black fist is very high, that is absolutely wrong.

A truly potential and powerful martial artist, who doesn't want to stand in the spotlight with the cheers of countless spectators and fight a professional fight that can not only make a lot of money, but also win honor and praise.

But unfortunately, martial arts is a brutal sport, and only a handful of strong players can stand at the top, and it is difficult for most practitioners to even fight a decent match, let alone support their families.

It is this kind of tragic elimination and competition that gave birth to the underground black boxing market.

Here, as long as the contestants are not afraid of injury and accidental death, they can earn a considerable amount of money for each game, and they can also use dangerous tricks that are forbidden in regular competitions to make up for their shortcomings.

On top of that, many wealthy people like the immersive realism of black boxing, and are willing to spend a lot of money on tickets, which, combined with lucrative gambling, is booming around the world.

As the first time he saw underground martial arts with his own eyes, Lu Li had a feeling in his heart that could not be described in words, with both strong sensory stimulation and a hint of disappointment.

Because he has seen too many monster-level battle scenes in another world, and its destructive power far exceeds the special effects shots in Hollywood movies, he can't be too interested in this kind of mortal-level fighting at all, that is, the frenzied atmosphere makes people can't help but be emotional and bloody.

Of course, the main purpose of his visit was not to watch the game, but to help deliver a letter, which was received by Yevgeny, a strong Slavic man in the ring.

Obviously, with the current situation, I am afraid that there is no way to hand over the letter to the other party until the winner is decided.

Just when Lu Li was bored, a topless white man came over and said in not very proficient English, "Hey, brother, do you want to place a bet?"

"Bet, can you still place a bet when the game starts?" Lu Li asked with an eyebrow raised in surprise.

"Hehe, of course ordinary people can't! But you're a special case! After all, rich people have privileges wherever they go. As he spoke, the white man glanced at the Rolex he was wearing, and the meaning was self-evident.

Lu Li smiled and nodded: "Hehe, okay, since you are kindly invited, then I will make a small bet." Tell me, what is the maximum amount you can afford to bet?"

The white man cracked his mouth and smiled, and stretched out a slap on the spot: "Fifty thousand dollars! No checks, no credit cards, we only accept cash." In addition, at the moment, Yevgeni is 1.5 to 1, and the Thai is 1 to 3. ”

"Here, it's 50,000 dollars, all of which the Thais won. Lu Li very generously took out five stacks of hundred-yuan bills from his backpack and threw them to the other party.

As the so-called money picked up for nothing is not distressing, he only collected nearly 200 million US dollars of illegal funds a few hours ago, and he is having a headache about what to do, and the "change" of 50,000 US dollars is not in his eyes at all.

Not to mention 50,000 US dollars, he was horny when he left the villa, and in a hurry he filled a backpack full of banknotes, estimated at least two or three hundred thousand.

"Oh—Oh my God!"

The white man was obviously taken aback by the five dozen hundred-dollar bills in his hand, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

You must know that the United States is a country with a very developed banking and financial industry, and few people will carry a large amount of cash, and basically pay by credit card.

This means that the police have the right to arrest a person if they find that they are carrying more than 1,000 dollars in cash.

Because normally, only illegal transactions such as drug trafficking use large amounts of cash, so in the eyes of many Americans, 99 percent of people who carry a large amount of cash are criminals.

Seeing the ghostly eyes of the other party, Lu Li asked with a smile: "What, don't you accept it?"

"Yes, of course, we welcome any bets. Your amount is a bit too much, though, and I need to report it to my boss. With that, the white man ran all the way to the front stand with the money in his arms, and bent down to whisper a few words to a man about forty years old in a suit shirt.

The latter immediately turned his head, squinted his eyes and looked up and down at Lu Li, who was standing calmly in place, and after a few seconds, he suddenly stood up and walked over, stretched out his right hand and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Nikolai, and I am the boss here." What do you call it?"

"You can call me a watchman. Lu Li also stretched out his right hand and shook it, and at the same time reported the honorary title he had won in another world.

He knew very well the other party's intentions, it was nothing more than that he took out too much cash at once to arouse suspicion, so he wanted to find out.

For example, if other gangs have taken a fancy to the site, or have they been sent by hostile forces to cause trouble, so as to be prepared......