As soon as he entered the underground arena, the folded ear cat shrank up sadly, and his little face wrinkled.

The raucous rap music, with its offensive impetuous heat, swells in the not-so-wide space underground.

The swaying towel was like a fluttering white flag, like a flower symbolizing death, blooming with sweat and blood around the ground that was circled as a ring, as if cheering for the fierce fists of the racers, and expressing contempt and ridicule for the man who fell to the ground and fainted and vomited blood.

Tossing a towel in a boxing match is a sign from the coach to admit defeat, but here, the towel is just urging the winner to keep fighting.

Almost all viewers are eager to see blood, and even see the losing person being beaten to death.

"It's noisy."

Gold stared at the scene in the arena that looked like two fierce beasts biting, and read a sentence with a little unpleasantness, he stood on the specially prepared second-floor viewing platform, and thus saw it most clearly.

How to say, as a young man who is not like a magician, he likes boxing very much, and bloody fighting is the pursuit of manhood, especially the feeling of facing each other directly without boxing gloves and almost no rules.

It's not as mysterious as magic, and the fist-to-fist confrontation is the vision of him, a person who is not good at magic.

But blood and fanaticism are sometimes just a wall, and Gold, who likes boxing, does not advocate savage and endless violence, or some kind of hormonal explosion of ugly face.

With ambivalence, he watched the two collide and bite in the ring like beasts.

The passion for fighting here turns into pure violence, and money is more important than the glory of winning.

This is known as the Black Fist. And it is also this awkwardness and disgusting feeling of seeing things through frosted glass that makes Gold always resentful, but he can't stop it.

It's not that he likes violence and blood, but more of a desire to pan for gold in the gravel, only to see his broken thoughts and angry voice: "Isn't there a real boxer here!" ”

Gold, who is accustomed to standard boxing, wants to seek a player who has no referee and no gloves, but follows the rules to compete and play at the peak of physical fitness.

At least, that's what John thinks.

"How can there be that kind of person here......" In the middle of the complaint, John's eyes suddenly became glazed, and the muscles in his forehead began to twitch uncontrollably, almost jumping into flamenco steps.

Damn, how did this guy get in, he didn't see anyone else just now.

The person who can be ignored by John but cares about it very much will naturally have no one else.

I saw that Chen Qi was already standing on the edge of the player at some point, waiting to play, and even comforted the depressed kitten in his arms.

"Well, why is your face so white and red?"

The winning fighter at the bottom yelled in sweat and blood, making Gold look away, not because he didn't even have the most basic respect, but because he didn't want to see the next count of the fighter's money.

He has a certain level of moral cleanliness.

"Oh, it's okay, it's a little cold here, it's frozen like this." Pretending not to see Chen Qi, John really didn't know how embarrassing it would be if he met in this situation.

There are really a lot of things that have happened in the past half a day, even with his cheekiness, he is a little uncomfortable, and he is also a little distracted by Gold's questioning, and he picks up a reason to prevaricate in the past.

"Frozen like this?" Gold showed a subtle expression, reached out and wiped the sweat on his head, there are so many people underneath, even if the air conditioner is turned on, they can feel the heat, how can they be frozen, this guy should not have a cold.

Just as Gold was thinking about whether to end the viewing early, go buy some medicine for John, or go back to his residence and heal with the potions extracted from alchemy, a sound of surprise suddenly surged from below, and he looked at it fixedly, and immediately called out to him good fellow.

In the selection area, Chen Qi, who was immovable, held his right palm upwards in the momentum of a rising dragon, while his opponent was knocked into the crowd by a jaw and fell unconscious, and Gold could see that Chen Qi had left his hand.

If it was a fist, the person who flew upside down would not have fallen to the ground unconscious, but would have suffered injuries that were enough to kill.

"Next."

Sensing that the folded ear cat was a little uncomfortable in a place with high temperature and turbid breath, Chen Qi did not have the intention of delaying time, and tried his best to fight quickly, these so-called black boxers seem to be strong and agile, but in fact, their reactions are turbid and boring, and they can't even raise their bodies, how can they be called able to fight.

Gold on the second floor looked excited, felt that he had squatted on a big fish, and beckoned John: "Look, isn't this a powerful guy." ”

John stopped talking about Gold's words, and tried to shrink his body back, not that he felt that Golde said something wrong, on the contrary, Chen Qi was indeed a very powerful guy.

Ever since the other party used to use his black boxing arena as an ATM, John had understood this cruel truth.

He's the bastard who caused me to wash my hands.

John, who groaned so much in his heart, felt a little uncomfortable in his Adam's apple every time he just thought of this past.

You must know that Chen Qi didn't have the qualifications of a magician and couldn't even use the enhanced magic technique, so he knocked down twenty of his cultivated elite thugs with his bare hands, and used a broken wine bottle to resist the monster in his throat, the sharpness of piercing the skin was accompanied by the fear of death, which was really not too exciting.

It was after that time that his subordinates thought that there was no future for him, so that the hearts of the people were scattered, and they were forced to wash their hands and become good citizens.

His wife is still very grateful to this bastard who made herself unemployed and had to honestly go home to hug the baby, which is simply unreasonable.

Later, when the economy was unable to turn, he thought of coming to Gold to eat a bowl of rice.

When John was in a daze, Chen Qi had already won two in a row, holding the cat and beating the third boxer with one hand.

There is no fancy, smooth enough to make Gold, a spectator, feel comfortable with the defensive counterattack, no matter whether the opponent is out first or defensive, Chen Qi can read the opponent's movement trajectory in advance, and stand in the best angle position in advance, and unpretentiously send out a 'qi absolute value' full of dragon palm.

With such calmness, Gold was fascinated by it.

If you change it to a fist, it will be even more manly!

Not only was he stunned, but Smith, the organizer of this underground boxing match, also frowned in surprise.

As the first to launch a 'naked boxing' competition in the UK, although he once put the competition on the official stage, and the government also issued a decree to abolish underground competitions, he still enjoys bloody violence, and sometimes comes to play in small venues.

There are many reasons for this, the main one is that there are more means that can be used here than on the bright stage, and there are almost no restricted rules, except for the racers who cannot move tools and kick their legs, there are many means that can be used, so as to facilitate the pulling out of some thorns that do not meet the gambling game.

Obviously, Chen Qi is today's thorn.

Smith gestured his little brother closer, picked up a glass of Scotch whisky on the rocks, and asked casually, "Have you seen him in the roster of customers and racers?" ”

The little brother shook his head: "I haven't seen it." ”

Like Chen Qi is so swaggering, if you see it, you will definitely have an impression.

After listening, Smith grinned and showed a cruel smile: "Okay, go and inform Henry to play, and arrange someone to abolish him on the periphery, since you came here to smash the field, then you don't have to think about going out vertically, and you can also open a plate for this dying dark horse." ”