Ten minutes to arrive.

In the middle of the night, the octagon was a battle between two lightweights.

Both are dark, yellow-skinned, bald, short-sized, and play Muay Thai.

Zhang Jing bought a 200-meter yuan bald head to win, because the bald head was bronzed and looked fierce.

However, being fierce does not mean that he is strong, and his bald head is quickly pressed to the ground by his opponent and rubbed.

The 'bronze' also fell off.

Nima, it turned out to be artificially colored, fake! Eight Chinese Net

"!" Zhang Jingqi scolded, usually reluctant to eat or drink, 200 meters of water floating.

However, although he lost money, there was a girl sitting next to him.

"The next game is twenty minutes away, so stay tuned."

Looking at the woman in a lightweight printed long skirt, a pink belly pocket, and a back in the air at close range, Zhang Jing complained and asked, "Those two are actors just now, right?" ”

"It's not an actor," the woman who can't have less fabric for her blouse denied, "It's just that there are still fewer guests, so the strength of the fighters on the field is relatively weak." ”

Zhang Jing didn't believe it, but he didn't plan to expose her.

"Say," Zhang Jing looked at the woman's wrist, and asked, "I didn't bring a watch or a bracelet, are you a real girl or a fake girl?" ”

The woman's red lips opened lightly and asked, "Guess?" ”

Zhang Jing asked rhetorically: "Brother, your surname?" ”

The woman stared, and before she could make a move, a group of people walked in the direction of the entrance of the underground boxing ring.

The leader was a woman of about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a somewhat dark complexion, a big comb, leather clothes and leather trousers, and she looked difficult to mess with.

"Pichaya," shouted the leather-clad and leather-pants woman, "from today onwards, this underground boxing ring is mine!" ”

Zhang Jing couldn't understand Thai, but the person who came looked at him and spoke.

Pichaya, who was dressed in a pink belly pocket, turned pale, stood up with a brush, and took the initiative to greet a group of visitors, "Natabo, this is not a place where you can be presumptuous, get out immediately!" ”

"Huh!" Natabohaha, who was wearing leather clothes and leather pants, laughed, "Pichaya, your master is about to fall, while there is still time, you better run quickly, so as not to be liquidated." ”

Pichaya approached Natabo, the leather pants, and shouted, "Dream your dreams, my boss won't fall, get out!" ”

Zhang Jing didn't understand a word, but it was very interesting to watch them rattling.

At the same time, there were more than a dozen people standing behind Pichaya, who was wearing a pink belly pocket, to support her.

There were more than a dozen people on both sides, and they seemed to be evenly matched.

Seeing that the excitement is not idle, Zhang Jing took out his mobile phone and planned to record it and post a Douyin.

However, the conflict immediately spiraled out of control.

The man on the belly pocket Pichaya took out two pistols, and the leather pants took out two trolls, and the big battle said that it would break out.

Worried that he would be injured by mistake, Zhang Jing had to jump out and speak, "Two strong women, please wait for me to go out, and you will fight again." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Jing was about to leave, but was stopped by the person in the leather shirt and leather pants.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Jing was not stunned at all, and questioned the leather clothes and leather pants with a delicate face at close range.

"I said it a long time ago," Natabo, who was in leather clothes and leather pants, replied to Zhang Jing in English, "Who dares to come here to gamble, just can't get along with me, since you dare to come, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

"I'm a tourist, and I just came here today," Zhang Jing said to Pichaya, who was wearing a pink belly pocket, "I don't believe you asked her." ”

However, Pichaya did not help Zhang Jing speak.

For a moment the air was a little quiet.

What should I do in this case, do you want to take a gun out and knock them all out?

The answer is no, there are too many people, and it is too big to kill.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Zhang Jing snatched a revolver from the person on the side of the pink belly pocket Pichaya at the speed of blinking his eyes.

The man who was robbed of the revolver looked confused and did not react.

Brush the floor.

The other revolver was aimed at Zhang Jing in unison with the two trolls on the side of the leather coat and leather pants.

"Speaking English," Zhang Jing opened the revolver nest as he spoke, poured out the five bullets inside, leaving only one, "Make your contradictions clear, let's bet on the revolver." ”

Pichaya and Nata Bomer looked at each other.

"Half a year ago, this venue belonged to another big guy, but she lost ground," Natabo, who was dressed in leather clothes and leather pants, introduced Zhang Jing, "so she was robbed by this slut's boss." ”

"Now," Natabo looked defiantly at Pichaya in a pink belly pocket, "this boss is about to lose power, and my boss is in the limelight, so I want to take it back." ”

Zhang Jing listened to the clouds, the feelings are really robbed, and there is no legal transfer procedures?

In this case, can he also rob it?

Not intending to make a fuss, Zhang Jingyang raised his chin and said, "I'll shoot three times in a row, and then you will continue to decide the winner." ”

"Three shots?" Pichaya, dressed in a pink belly pocket, was shocked.

Natabo, who was dressed in leather clothes and leather pants, also looked shocked and dropped her jaw.

"That's right, it's three shots." As he spoke, Zhang Jing toggled the revolver to rotate quickly, and then controlled the nest to stop.

Natabo, leather, scolded, "Crazy you! ”

"I'm definitely not crazy," the opportunity was rare, Zhang Jing took the opportunity to pick up a girl, pointed the muzzle of the gun at his chin, looked at the leather coat and leather pants up close, tasted her and the body fragrance, and pulled the trigger at the same time, "After three shots, if I don't die, how about you have a drink with me?" ”

As the firing pin missed, everyone's hearts beat hard.

The air was extremely quiet, and everyone was shocked to the extreme, but Zhang Jing, as the party concerned, looked indifferent, and was still in the mood to pick up girls.

Then Zhang Jing turned to look at the pink belly pocket girl, and teased and asked, "Your belly pocket is very beautiful, may I ask - Fang Ming?" ”

As the word 'Fang' was spoken, the sound of the pin falling was heard again.

Now there are more than 30 people, and their hearts are shrinking again.

Zhang Jing was the most relaxed, blatantly playing hooliganism, "I'll shoot three shots, and you will continue to gamble later, if you don't dare, the two of you will repair the faucet together." ”

"Neurotic!" Natabo, who was in leather clothes and leather pants, thought she was the most fierce, but she didn't expect a random person to appear more courageous than her, "I promise you, if you have the ability, you will shoot the third shot!" ”

Zhang Jing looked at Pichaya with a pink belly pocket and asked, "What do you say?" ”

Six bullet nests, one of which is vacant is a bullet, five vacant slots, the fierce man in front of him fired three shots, if he does not die, there are two more empty slots.

The chances of survival are too small and too small.

Considering that her rivals had already compromised, there was no need for her to insist, and Pichaya, who was wearing a pink belly pocket, nodded her head when she thought of this.

"Good!" Zhang Jing laughed and filled his momentum, "You all have to hold on to the wall tomorrow!" ”

A third shot has already been fired between the words.

There were more than 30 people at the scene, instinctively retreating, worried about getting their own blood.

But Zhang Jing did not die after the blow, the leather clothes and leather pants were silent, and the pink belly pocket was also silent.

That's right, they want to cheat.

Zhang Jing couldn't let the duck fly away, and continued to die, "No matter who your boss is, I am the chosen one!" ”

It was the fourth time he dropped the pin while speaking.

Natabo, who was dressed in leather clothes and leather pants, was completely convinced, "I'm your person tonight, and the pose is casual." ”

"I wouldn't mind fixing the faucet with this slut," Pichaya, who was dressed in a pink belly pocket, followed suit, "You'll get the best experience." ”

The boss of both sides had to serve a stranger at night, and none of the more than thirty people objected, so he left silently, and went back to his own house and found his mother.

I met a ruthless man today, serve!