Chapter 12: Boxing Matches

The next day, the sun was shining.

It's noon, it's supposed to be time to eat, and the tattooed man hasn't delivered the meal yet?

Zheng Yuan's stomach was growling, and it was estimated that she hadn't eaten anything last night.

Li Hao had never eaten breakfast since he arrived here, and his stomach was obviously a little hungry.

Just as he thought so, there was the sound of footsteps from the stairs, and then to the hallway, where there was a knock on the door.

"Take you to the restaurant for dinner." The tattooed man said to Li Hao, and he didn't even look at Zheng Yuan.

Li Hao nodded and said okay, and followed him out.

I can finally go downstairs, and it's time to let the wind out.

The restaurant is on the first floor of the stern, and the direction is similar to where Li Hao lives.

There is no need to pass by the hall to get there, so Li Hao doesn't know if there are any people there, but judging from the noise at night, there must be a lot fewer people on the boat.

The dining room was lined with long rows of stainless steel tables and stools, and it was not so crowded when thirty or forty people gathered.

To Li Hao's surprise, the whole house was clean and tidy, and the floor was spotless.

Looking closely, I found that several young women went to clean up the leftovers on the table every once in a while, and there were several women kneeling on the ground who were also about the same age, bowing down to wipe the floor with rags, white flowers in the open collar, and their upturned buttocks were wantonly touched by the people eating next to them from time to time.

The diners were telling jokes about the bottom level, and Li Hao who saw the tattooed man behind him let out a burst of boos.

Li Hao glanced at the entire room, and on the right side of the door sat the other three people he had seen on the island, and they were sitting at the same table.

Bald sat side by side with the somewhat thin man, opposite another man with a gold front tooth, and on the side of the gold front tooth sat the blonde woman on the island.

Vijay is also there, snuggled up to a man with a scar on his chin,

Scar was cut with his chin full, and his chin resembled a flat section.

There was a man in a jacket not far from Scarface, with acne marks on his face, and he was still wearing a jacket in such a hot weather, and he didn't know if his brain was in the water.

The man in the jacket was full of greasy and foamy mouths, speaking vulgar words, and even Vijay, who was a little further away, frowned.

These guys winked at Li Hao, and after the boos, they made unbridled noise.

Several people in chef's clothes bowed their heads and smiled at the tattooed man, and they didn't waste their smiles and smiled at Li Hao.

Li Hao was about to sit down, when a shirtless flat-headed man walked forward, looking like a mixed race from Asia and Europe. He clenched his fists with both hands to make a punching posture, and one of the fists also touched Li Hao's shoulder, a provocative meaning.

Li Hao glanced at the tattooed man who had already sat down.

The tattooed man smiled and nodded.

Li Hao lifted the round-necked shirt around his neck with his hand, shrugged his left and right shoulders and moved his cervical spine.

This is the action of the battle.

The whole room was in an uproar.

The sound of moving tables and stools rang out, and they all piled aside, regardless of whether the food on the plate was finished or not.

Soon a large area was vacated in the middle of the room.

At this moment, a tall, thin man with dark skin brought a pair of boxing gloves.

Just as Li Hao and Pingtou were preparing, stacks of dollars were placed on an empty table one after another. Scarface pulled out a wad of change with one hand and threw it on the table, rubbing Vijay's buttocks with the other.

Li Hao glanced at the tattooed man, he didn't bet, judging from the situation of pointing at the scene, most of them flattened their heads, but the man in the jacket was the one who bet on Li Hao the most, and he took five or six stacks of dollars.

Scarface chose the flat head, and the flat head just came out of his side.

Vijay took advantage of the chaos to pick up the money that had fallen from the table and secretly hid it in her underwear, but all this was seen by the jacket man.

The atmosphere was warm.

“No Crotch,No Hindbrain,No Lower back!” The tall, thin man pointed to his body parts as he spoke, reminding them in English not to hit the crotch, the back of the head and the back of the waist.

Li Hao nodded together with his head.

“Fight!” He finally shouted in the referee's gesture.

Pingtou was obviously excited, waving his fists and circling around Li Hao, looking for an opportunity to make a move.

Li Hao took small steps with his right foot, moved lightly with his left foot in place, and kept his eyes on the other party's waving hand.

The hustle and bustle of the scene fluctuated, sandwiched with the sound of 'fuck' and 'shit', which were easier for people to understand than national scolding.

Flathead is clearly a regular boxer, as evidenced by his stance of blocking his face and his fist with frequent probing.

There is not much difference in height between the two, but Li Hao's body is still strong and wide in front of him.

The flat head finally couldn't hold it back, and while rotating around Li Hao, he sent a simple, direct straight punch with his belt shoulder.

Li Hao's back hand was raised and easily blocked, and the flat-headed fist was still far from his face, and he could clearly see that his opponent's elbow was very open.

After being blocked by Li Hao, he pushed his shoulders and elbows with his shoulders and feet on the ground, sent punches with his elbows, and then came with a straight punch with his back hand.

Although the opponent was slamming hard and closing his punch quickly, his upper body was still a little too forward.

Li Hao's body moved quickly, his head dodged rapidly, and he gave him a sudden left hook while the opponent's body was not fully recovered.

The flat head could only be blocked with his arms, and when he quickly stepped back, he rubbed his shoulder with his fist gloves, and the pace of movement became hesitant, and his movements appeared cautious.

Li Hao's punch hit him in the shoulder.

The flat head obviously underestimated the strength of the opponent.

The scene was noisy, urging both sides to attack.

Pingtou stood on tiptoe again, his eyes did not leave Li Hao's fists, and suddenly a quick hook punched Li Hao's head, and at the same time as Li Hao dodged, the hook punch hit Li Hao's waist sharply.

Li Hao felt pain in the ribs in his left upper lower back.

The more afraid you are of being beaten, the more punches you will get, this famous saying Li Hao often said when he first practiced boxing.

But when you're attacked, your opponent often has gaps in defense!

Li Hao responded with a ferocious and swift combination punch, taking advantage of the moment when the flat head was a little flustered, and hit him hard with a flat hook with his right hand.

The scene was silent.

The flat head shook his body and stepped back, then slowly collapsed on the table full of rice bowls.

The whole room was in an uproar again.

Rude swearing was mixed with a happy laugh.

The whole process of this fight lasted less than three minutes.

Scarface walked over to Flathead and kicked him before spitting at him.

The man in the jacket walked up to Vijay after collecting most of the money in front of him, put his hand into her chest, took out a stack of money, and slapped her hard.

The scene burst into laughter.

Scar's face was red and he kicked Vijay in the thigh.

Vijay apparently couldn't stand the kick and was kicked to the point where she staggered and swayed to fall.

Li Hao wanted to go to stop him, but was pulled by the tattooed man who was standing behind him at some point.

The tattooed man reached out and took a large stack of money on the table and stuffed it into Li Lihao's pants pocket.

The man in the jacket shrugged, spread his hands and smiled without saying anything.

The golden incisors should not have pressed Li Hao, the blonde beside him muttered, but closed his mouth when he saw the gaze in the slightly reddened eyes of the golden incisors.

Li Hao shrugged his left and right shoulders again, moved his neck and sat down next to the tattooed man.