"I hope you can treat this ring fight correctly, we are willing to pay an arsenal key and a five-star fighting technique!"

"Young man, you should stop it properly!"

"Your behavior can threaten us for a while, but the road ahead will be difficult, and it will be difficult for a sequencing agency to accept you again!"

……

"Is there a Tiger Fist?"

Finding the switch for the call, Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Yes!"

"I want that!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the opponent who was still standing, and he could see the fear in the opponent's eyes.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know why the other party was afraid.

Maybe it's a threat on the call, or maybe it's something else.

His perception is very keen, and he knows very well that the other party will no longer dare to beat him like before, which makes Zhang Xuezhou also begin to ask the party behind the scenes to put forward conditions.

Zhang Manqian was looking for a way to buy "Tiger Fist", and after he asked, the other party had already agreed.

"Brothers, be merciful, let's play a match-fixing together, I lose and you win!"

Assimilation was cut off, and the reminder of the electronic tone sounded again.

The second game began.

Zhang Xuezhou stood up, and he greeted the other side.

As long as he played seriously behind the scenes, he did not emphasize the issue of victory or defeat, Zhang Xuezhou felt that it didn't matter if he won or lost.

But he hopes that this horse-faced mask opponent can pay attention to proportion, after all, his body is really not resistant to beating.

But for Zhang Manqian's "Tiger Fist", Zhang Xuezhou felt that he could be beaten.

As long as he is not killed on the spot, he is not afraid of internal and external injuries with "Tai Halal Technique", and it is a big deal to lie down for a month and slowly recover from his injuries.

In a month's time, he changed a set of "Tiger Fist" worth 25,000 yuan, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that this kind of high-yield return was worth it.

In addition to the question of money, this involves the permission to buy "Tiger Fist".

Zhang Manqian begged but couldn't, and Zhang Xuezhou could only meet at his time.

He bounced to warm up, swinging his fists from time to time.

The electronic sound reminder came to an end, and Zhang Xuezhou beckoned to the sequencing contestant in the horse-face mask.

"Here, hit me in the chest, the score of the blow here is high, and the protection I wear here is also high!" Zhang Xuezhou shouted.

The noisy scolding outside the ring could be heard in the ring, but Zhang Xuezhou didn't hear Zhang Manqian's voice when he watched the ring fight.

A huge wave of sound drowned out their voices, and only those who were in extreme proximity could hear them.

Zhang Xuezhou shouted at the horse-faced mask sequencing contestant, and made a slight gesture.

Seeing that the other party stood still and did not cooperate, Zhang Xuezhou had to keep moving forward.

"Hah!"

He exhaled and spoke, with the attitude of seriously participating in the game, Zhang Xuezhou hit his soft punch.

"Hmm!"

A punch was thrown, and Zhang Xuezhou's blow did not attract a backhand attack from the opponent.

After taking his punch, the horse-faced mask sequencer fell to the sky.

Just like he had been in the streets, the horse-faced mask sequencer collapsed in the ring and never got up again.

"Shit!"

"Match-fixing!"

"Lose money!"

"Bastard, my money!"

"Why is it all over with one punch?"

"Could it be that they have all cultivated the strength of the giant ape?"

……

A frantic shout of angry scolding followed.

The end of the game came too quickly, catching many gamblers off guard.

The only good thing about this kind of game is that the game of hitting points cannot be carried out, and the exchange of points chips is over before it even begins.

Correspondingly, there are only winners and losers in the winning and losing games.

One punch knocks down one, one punch knocks out another.

This kind of game is undoubtedly very fake, but at this time, the victory or defeat has not yet been decided, and although the clamor under the ring is loud, it has not yet formed a riot.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at his opponent lying in the ring.

Dozens of seconds ago, he was lying down like this, condescending to his horse-faced mask opponent.

And now it's his turn.

In the other party's eyes, Zhang Xuezhou felt fear.

had the experience of talking to the director of the Weiyang Martial Arts Gym, Zhang Xuezhou thought that this opponent was likely to make a call, and even had to accept the threat, otherwise it would be impossible to be knocked down by his soft fist.

"The director of this underground casino must have threatened him!"

Zhang Xuezhou's face was heavy.

He wasn't sure if he would be able to get back.

He's just an imposter, not a real sequencer.

If there are photos, fingerprints and other identifying objects of the 29749 sequencer in the Weiyang Martial Arts Museum, he will inevitably be identified.

Zhang Xuezhou has never seen the real underworld forces and evil forces, but he inevitably took the gangster group near Yucai Middle School for reference.

If this underground force learns the truth, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he will most likely be beaten.

"I can only go and ask for help, sister!"

If Zhang Xuezhou has anyone to rely on at this time, he can only think of Zhang Manqian.

But Zhang Xuezhou didn't understand where Zhang Manqian went.

"It's best if this kid can lose the ring!"

Zhang Xuezhou's thoughts turned a thousand times in his mind.

The treatment of the winner and the loser will obviously be different, and if he wants to join up with Zhang Manqian, Zhang Xuezhou feels that winning the match is likely to generate opportunities.

He looked at the opponent who was knocked down by his punch, and felt the fear in the opponent's eyes, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the party behind the scenes was likely to arrange the outcome of the gambling game.

According to the other party's fearful appearance, this is likely to make him lie down and win.

Although he didn't know the significance of this arrangement behind the scenes, Zhang Xuezhou would obviously gladly accept it.

The mechanical electronic sound counted the seconds until the last moment, and Zhang Xuezhou returned to his original position with satisfaction.

Across from him, the horse-faced masked contestant lay down for nearly thirty seconds before he stood up tremblingly.

"Actually peeing?"

"What shit punches so fiercely?"

"This guy may have used the strength of a giant ape, and that 29749 may have used another fighting technique!"

"Is it a martial arts that involves deterrence?"

"It's probably Longwei Martial Arts!"

"It's the fighting technique that stares at who and who pees?"

"Then you have to cultivate, before you finish it, you won't be beaten as a dead dog!"

"I'll go to his uncle's, this kind of player is on the stall, and Lao Tzu is going to give money out again!"

……

Outside the ring, while waiting for the third round to begin, some voices began to discuss.

These two sentences are undoubtedly very strange, but if you want to find out why, they can also find out.

Many unreasonable behaviors seem to have a new explanation for a while.

Opposite Zhang Xuezhou, the horse-faced mask contestant was shocked.

He turned his head away, not daring to look at Zhang Xuezhou's eyes again.

There were too many protections such as fists, armor, and masks, but only those eyes were bright.

His opponent's fists and feet were not strong, or even weak, but with the Longwei fighting techniques mentioned by those in the ring, he only felt that when the opponent touched him, he felt as if he had been crushed by a fierce beast.

His body was undamaged, but his mind thought he had taken the fatal blow.

It's the type of opponent he's never been exposed to since he learned martial arts, and it's the most terrifying opponent he's encountered so far.