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The audience was still unprepared to leave, but when they heard that the challenger was coming, they sat back one after another, laughing and discussing the death of this challenger.

The host held the microphone and said excitedly: "Then, a new challenger is invited!" Will he be able to beat our warriors and take the prize? Let's wait and see! ”

The door to the octagonal iron cage opened, and Su Mo strode out.

His figure is not burly, and even a little slender, not to mention compared to the host, even the referee's chest muscles are larger than him.

For the sake of prudence, Su Mo concealed his true face, and wore a hood similar to the "Bull Warrior" in "The Adventures of Jackie Chan", which he bought from the side of the road.

And coincidentally, the other hoods were sold out at that time, and there was only this one left, and there was really a cow cow embroidered on the forehead.

Seeing this, the audience gave a thumbs down and began to boo:

"Laugh at me, Minotaur."

"Minotaur get out, Lao Tzu is a warrior of pure love!"

"Thin dog, tired of coming here to find death?"

"Hurry up and die, don't waste everyone's time!"

"If you can make it through half a minute, I'll call you Dad!"

In the Black Gym, the most annoying thing is the one-sided match.

The unilateral slaughter has no perception at all, and in the eyes of the audience, it is no different from killing chickens.

The host watched countless punches, and when he saw Su Mo's figure, he felt that there was no suspense in the game.

But he was very professional, and before leaving, he didn't forget to joke with the audience to liven up the atmosphere: "I have to leave quickly, lest the blood of this cow be splashed on me." ”

The moderator exits.

Sumo entered.

The cage door is closed.

Referee: "Let's go!" ”

Su Mo's figure disappeared in an instant, turning into an afterimage and bursting in front of the host.

"Boom !!" Su Mo's fist pressure detonated the air, and the air flow raged and churned, and the fist slammed into the opponent's door like a heavy cannon.

The host flew out upside down and hit the iron cage with a "bang", the iron net was squeezed out of the humanoid convex mark, the load-bearing column was greatly deformed, and the entire ring was trembling.

Su Mo didn't look at it, turned around and kicked open the cage door, and took the 5,000 moon coin bounty tied to the pillar.

The whole journey takes 5.3 seconds.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

The audience held their breath.

Only the sound of the host hanging on the iron cage and the blood dripping constantly.

I saw that his neck was broken by Su Mo's punch, his head was broken 180 degrees to his back, and he couldn't die anymore.

The audience and the host stared blankly at the blood-drenched ring, unable to recover from the shock.

Su Mo strode out of the ring with the money.

After a while, he turned back and pointed to the audience and asked, "Who was going to recognize Daddy just now?" ”

Silent.

Then a voice came from the audience: "Dad."

"Eh~ good son!" Su Mo left satisfied.

In the next two days, Su Mo wore a bull hood to 7 black boxing rings.

The process is simple every time.

Debut.

One-punch kill.

Take the money and leave.

Before the spectators could find their seats, the game was over.

In two days, he earned a bounty of more than 30,000 monthly coins.

In the next three days, Summer began to fight more advanced boxing matches.

Bounty boxing is just an entry, and the rewards for this kind of competition are fixed, and the amount is generally only a few thousand monthly coins, which is not worth the powerful black boxer at all.

And if the Bounty Boxing challenger loses, he will die, just like the Colosseum, it is really too barbaric, only the unknown mud legs will fight there.

High-level boxing matches are different, the rules are relatively civilized, there are no dead people on the field, and there are odds involved, and spectators can bet on both fighters.

This kind of boxing match adds the thrill of wealth on the basis of fist and foot fighting, and is as alluring as chemicals, attracting countless people.

Of course, there are multi-party games, there are scattered money, large households, and bookmakers.

Competing black fighters often represent the interests of a certain party, and the final result can be uncertain.

Although the opponents in the high-level boxing tournament have become stronger, for Su Mo, who has reached the "Awakening Intermediate Level" in both blood codes, the difference is nothing more than the difference between "one punch" and "several punches".

He bet on himself to win every game, and the principal in his hand grew rapidly, and he soon won more than 100,000 yuan.

In just a few days, Su Mo relied on his extremely exaggerated record and funny bull cow hood, and the reputation of "Niu Warrior" spread all over the black boxing world in the small half of the border.

On the sixth day, Su Mo came to the neighborhood controlled by the Red Knife Society.

As soon as he stepped into the black boxing arena, before he could choose a match, someone came to his side and whispered: "Brother Niu, take a step to speak." ”

Su Mo followed the other party to a corner where no one was.

This is a gangster who straightens Moxigan's head, he showed a flattering smile, and nodded to Su Mo: "Brother Niu, get to know me." ”

Su Mo pretended to be puzzled: "Are you?" ”

The thug said proudly, "I'm a Red Knife Society, have you heard of Scarface?" My boss, I'm messing with him, and we're in charge of this piece. ”

Su Mo pretended to be surprised, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Hello, I have long admired the name of the Red Knife Society." ”

Flattered, the gangster quickly shook hands with Su Mo, and then leaned over to him and whispered, "Our boss has watched the video of your game Brother Niu these days and is very interested in you. Do you want to make a lot of money together? ”

Su Mo pretended to be curious: "What do you say?" What's your path? ”

The thug grabbed Su Mo's shoulders and whispered in his ear: "This boxing ring is the Red Knife Society, we have an ace fighter, you should have heard of him, his name is Simpson, nicknamed The Beast." ”

"Your performance in the past few days has been amazing, everyone thinks you have the capital to challenge the Simpsons and want to see the fight between you."

"Our boss's idea is that tomorrow there's a game and you play against Simpson, and then there's going to be a lot of spectators coming and betting money on you."

"What about you, put some water and fight Simpson until round 12 and let him knock you out with one punch. Don't worry, we'll tell him to hold back and won't really hurt you. ”

Su Mo frowned: "You mean you want me to fight fake boxing?" ”

The gangster patted Su Mo on the back to show reassurance, and said earnestly: "Brother Niu, after a long time, you will know that nine out of ten boxing fights are fake." ”

"Everyone comes out to make money, what kind of life are you playing? If you like to play with your life, you might as well be a mercenary. ”

"The so-called victory and defeat are manipulated by bookmakers behind them. You are so young and powerful, it is a pity and dangerous to be a lone wolf fighter. ”

"After all, no dealer wants to see instability in his field, and you don't want to commit suicide by being shot seven times in the back one day, right?"

In addition to consolation, these words also carried a little threatening nature.

Su Mo frowned, a look of resistance and hesitation.

After the thug finished talking hard, he began to say soft words: "Besides, there is no shame in losing to Simpson, not to mention that if you lose after 12 rounds, your reputation will not be damaged, and everyone will still respect you." ”

"Brother Niu, you have thought about it, if you want to mix well in the boxing ring, you can't do it without a big dealer behind you. Now that the opportunity is in front of you, what are you waiting for? ”

Su Mo struggled for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "After the incident, 73 points, I want a big head." ”

The gangsters didn't make a counteroffer, apparently Su Mo's report was within expectations: "No problem!" The first cooperation, of course, was for the boxer to take the lion's head and express our sincerity. But that's not the case with the future division. ”

Su Mo nodded: "Okay, then I'll mess with the Scarface boss!" ”

The gangsters have done a big thing, and when they think of the boss's reward after they go back, their faces are about to smile: "Happy cooperation, everyone will be a family of the Red Knife Society in the future!" Let's talk about the specifics. ”

(End of chapter)