.”

Under the ring, the swarthy man holding the empty sky shouted in Thai, turned over into the ring, and went straight to Chasong.

Looking at Cha Song, who fell to the ground unconsciously, the man reached out and touched Cha Song's neck, his face quickly darkened, and he turned his head to stare at Li An with a fierce glint in his eyes.

Li An looked at the man expressionlessly.

Cha Song was killed, and Li An was mentally prepared.

Even if you come to the door to fight, you may kill someone if you are not careful, let alone an all-out underground boxing match.

The rules in the ring are either knocked out of the ring or fall to the ground and pass out, otherwise it will not be over in any way.

But that's ideal. There are no eyes in your fists and feet, and many things are not under your control.

Cha Song's shot is not like this, just a volley flying knee, as long as he is hit in the chest, the sternum will be fractured, and the bone stubble will pierce the viscera with bad luck. With the current level of medical care, even if it can be saved, the boxing stadium will not pay for it.

Which underground boxing stadium doesn't kill people very often?

Unless there is an overwhelming advantage.

If you have the strength to keep your hand, outsiders will call it martial arts, and if you don't have the strength to keep your hand, you are looking for death.

Besides, in the underground boxing ring, which is a life-and-death game, if you want to point it to the end, you have to be mentally prepared to pay the price.

What's more, in the boxing match with Sanjiangshui last night, Ang Lee saw an example of mercy from his subordinates, and the opponent seized the opportunity to beat him to the ground, thus quickly ending the boxing match.

The host walked up to the boxing ring, looked at Zha Song who was carried away by the boxing stadium horse boy in a daze, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

Li An glanced at him and raised his chin: "Announce it." ”

The host was pulled back by Ang Lee's voice, cleared his throat, and then shouted:

"Ben, the winner of this boxing match is, Ang Lee!"

Zha Song, who won all the games for four consecutive days, was beaten to death in the ring by Ang Lee, a newcomer, and the jaws of the audience had already been shocked.

As the host's voice landed, many viewers who woke up excitedly threw away the white paper rolls in their hands and cursed in a low voice, and the boxing arena was suddenly noisy.

Walking off the ring, Ang Lee left the audience along the corridor, and was just about to go up to the stands on the second floor, when a calm voice suddenly stopped him behind him.

"Master Li!"

Li An looked back at the voice, and Wang Yunwu, who was wearing a black tight shirt, was looking at him in surprise.

"Hello, Senior Brother Wang."

Li An put on a smiling face and opened his mouth to say hello.

He glanced at the noisy ring.

"Let's go outside and talk."

"Okay." Wang Yunwu nodded.

Walking out of the boxing ring, Li An's ears suddenly became a lot quieter.

Under the dim incandescent light, Wang Yunwu looked at Li An and asked in surprise:

"Master Li, why did you come to the boxing ring to fight."

Li An took over: "It's not that those Thai guys are making a fuss, making these masters in Yau Ma Tei like big enemies, I just want to find a master to come to ask for advice, and I'm embarrassed." ”

"What about you?" He asked.

Those who practice martial arts fight and take the bonus as a matter of course.

This sentence is true, but for most masters, it is inevitable that the disciples of their martial arts hall will come to fight this kind of boxing match.

Wang Yunwu, as the senior brother of the Mojiaquan Martial Arts Gym, came to box, and Li An was still a little curious.

Wang Yunwu was silent for a while, and his tone was a little low:

"Two days ago, Yu Jiujiang brought a few Thai boxers to challenge, and I lost. Lose at the hands of Cha Song, who was killed by you. ”

"And you're in the ring?"

"Behind closed doors, go out and close!" Wang Yunwu said slowly:

"When I played against you, it didn't feel obvious because of the point so far. When I fought with Cha Song, I realized that I had only practiced behind closed doors for so many years.

Although his skills are no worse than Chasong, he lost in experience. ”

He looked at Ang Li with a smile on his face:

"Didn't you say that only in actual combat can you progress?"

Li An didn't know what to say for a while, he didn't expect Wang Yunwu to come to boxing and his own reasons.

"Master Li?" Wang Yunwu wanted to speak and stopped.

"You say."

Wang Yunwu pondered the words: "Hmm, I just saw the leg technique you used in the ring, it seems to be the volley double kick of our Mo family boxing." I remember, last time Master Li didn't seem to know Mojiaquan? ”

"Those were the last time I played with you, and I learned two tricks."

Li An didn't hide it, and said truthfully.

For a moment, the words "you steal the teacher", Wang Yunwu almost blurted out. It's just that he looked at the calm Ang Li, and swallowed these words back.

Li An saw his expression in his eyes, pondered it for a moment, and said:

"Actually, for me, asking for advice is not a simple competition, but in the process of learning, learning the moves that are useful to me and learning from the strengths of hundreds of schools.

Senior Brother Wang, you don't blame me for stealing Mo Jiaquan, right? ”

Wang Yunwu looked at him for a while, then suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"How so? My master's intention to open the museum and teach apprentices is to spread the Mo family boxing, so he is naturally not afraid of being learned. Moreover, Master Li's leg method is better than mine, and my master will only be happy if he knows it.

I wish I could have had another fight with Master Li. ”

Li An smiled: "Naturally, it's no problem, even now, I can accompany you at any time." ”

Wang Yunwu waved his hand:

"There's no need for that, if you fight in the ring, the two of us will naturally meet."

"Okay." Ang Lee didn't insist either.

"I'm done tonight, and I have to go back to the martial arts hall to watch the junior disciples practice boxing, so I'll leave first, and I'll see you tomorrow."

"Walk slowly."

Seeing Wang Yunwu leave, Li An pushed open the door and walked into the ring.

Regarding what Wang Yunwu said, Li An didn't pay much attention to it.

Although Wang Yunwu has improved a lot during this time, Li Ang does not feel that he will lose, because he has improved more.

If you talk about it now, Ang Lee feels that his winning rate is at least six to seven percent.

And as time goes on, the gap between the two will only widen.

Da Rong walked over to greet Ang Lee.

"Brother An, where have you been? Brother Sheng was looking for you just now. ”

After these boxing matches, Da Rong became more and more polite to Li An, and even the title changed from Li Ang to Brother An.

"Oh, I'll go over now."

Li An answered and walked to the grandstand on the second floor.

As soon as Ma Lusheng saw Ang Lee, he took out a few thin Hong Kong dollars and put them on the table:

"What a good fight! This is your appearance fee. ”

Hearing this, Li An pulled a chair and sat opposite Ma Xiansheng, reached out and took the Hong Kong dollar on the table, glanced at it, and his expression was exaggerated:

"Two hundred, it's quite generous this time."

Ma Lusheng didn't care about Ang Lee's tone, but patiently explained:

"The people who come on stage during the day are all scattered, and the appearance fee is naturally low."

"That's the grade."

Ang Lee said vaguely. He put the money in his trouser pocket, looked at Ma Yansheng and said intentionally or unintentionally:

"Brother Sheng, I see that you seem to be quite happy. Cha Song is dead, isn't there one less sharp fighter in your boxing ring? ”

Ma Lusheng said indifferently:

"Since Long Chenghu came over, there were not two fighters who fought against him who survived. I've been in the ring for so long, and I've seen a lot of fighters being killed in the ring. If I had been sad to die a fighter, I wouldn't have gone mad a long time ago. ”

Ang Lee was noncommittal, just smiled.

If he really believes Ma Yusheng, he will be an idiot.

Ang Lee saw clearly on the stage that after he won, most of the audience in the audience and the stands on the second floor were quite angry.

He is a newcomer, and Chasong's popularity is much higher than his own. Ma Lusheng's happiness is nothing more than his own upset, and he has made a lot of money.

In fact, the main income of the boxing stadium is betting, and the ticket income of a few thousand yuan a day alone can only pay the boxers and spectators who eat with the boxing stadium at most, barely maintaining the operation of the boxing stadium.

And the spectators who bet are mainly spectators from the stands on the second floor, some small factory owners and the like.

Of course, there are also some thrill-seeking, money-profligate rich kids.

However, the upset is good, Ma Whale Sheng is happy, and Ang Lee is also happy.

Ang Lee's appearance fee was also given, and Ma Lusheng said directly:

"You've finished your last fight tonight, so if you're happy to watch the fight, you can find a seat. If you don't want to watch the boxing match, you can go home first. ”

"Do I only have one game at night?"

Li An was a little disappointed, fighting with Zha Song and these fighters can be more specialized than fighting four fights during the day. Now Ang Lee feels that he is in better shape than ever, and naturally wants to play two more games.

Ma Lusheng took a sip of the teacup and said lightly:

"Do you understand the finale? It's good to have four or five fights a day, and you can arrange for fighters like you to play every game. ”

"Okay, then you take your time, I'll go first."

Li An didn't force it, got up and walked around the stands to Hua Man.

He was still thinking about his money.

10,000 Hong Kong dollars, with unpopular odds, how can you earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan.

When she came to Hua Man's approach, she looked at Ang Lee with a smile, and took out two thick stacks of Hong Kong dollars from her bag and put them on the table.

"Your odds are 3.5. Including the principal of 10,000, here is a total of 35,000 yuan. Now, you dot. ”

"Thank you."

Li An pulled a chair and sat beside her, not in a hurry to get the money, but thanked her sincerely.

The odds came from Europe, and in 1790 the odds were invented by the ghost Ogden and applied to betting, offering a variety of different odds for the win, loss, and draw.

Of course, there are too many explanations for odds, and there is no unified standard.

Similar to the boxing ring, it is also a bet made by Ma Lusheng according to the popularity and general strength of the fighters on both sides.

The payout is usually the stake multiplied by the payout ratio to arrive at the final amount, which is also included.

The odds of 3.5 were expected by Ang Lee.

Ma Lusheng has been in the ring for many years, and he naturally has some eyes for fighters. After watching the four games he played on stage during the day, he will have a rough idea in his heart.

Compared with himself, although Cha Song is much more popular, Ma Masheng can't adjust the odds of Cha Song's loss too high. If the audience sees that the odds of the underdog are attractive and there are more people betting on the underdog, he will lose a lot.

"I should thank you, your odds are 3.5. Thanks to you, this time it was an upset, and I made a lot of money with you. ”

The woman looked at Li An with a smile and replied happily.

"You thank me, I don't dare to be. I'm a newcomer, if you are willing to bet on me, winning can only prove that you have a unique vision and courage. How dare I ask for credit. ”

Li An waved his hand and complimented, looking extremely serious.

Hearing this, a hint of blush flashed on Hua Man's face, and his smile was even worse:

"People are beautiful, and their fists are beautiful, not to mention their mouths, as if they have been smeared with honey. Sister likes to watch boxing, and she likes a boxer like you who can fight sweetly. ”

was molested by this woman again, and Ang Lee did not do the same as the first time. In fact, he also knows that all kinds of amorous things are just Hua Man's disguise for himself.

He leaned closer to the woman, the faint smell of perfume wading into his nostrils.

Li An was serious on his face, but he said deliberately in his mouth:

"Actually, I like you too, after watching the boxing match, I will invite you to supper, I don't know if Miss Hua Man can appreciate her face?"

What he didn't expect was that the woman just pretended to think for a while, and the white tender palm supported her chin, and nodded happily at Li An.

"Okay!"

Zhongfang Street, the entrance of the Mojia Boxing Martial Arts Hall.

Wang Yunwu knocked on the door of the red-painted martial arts hall.

Footsteps inside the door came from far and near.

With a squeak, the door was opened from the inside, revealing a green face in the dim light.

He looked at Wang Yunwu outside the door and whispered:

"Senior brother, Master is back."

Wang Yunwu snorted and walked into the hall as usual.

A young man named Ah Fu closed the door of the martial arts hall and followed behind his senior brother.

"Master is waiting for you in the lobby to let you come back to see him."

"I see. You go to practice boxing first. ”

Wang Yunwu nodded, glanced at the juniors and disciples who practiced boxing, and walked through the martial arts training ground into the hall.

Seeing him enter the door, the old man sitting in the chair put down the teacup.

"It's back. Sit down first. ”

The old man has broad eyebrows and a broad forehead, and his spirit is vigorous. He looked at Wang Yunwu with deep eyes, looking very stern.

"Master!"

Wang Yunwu shouted, pursed his lips, and walked close to the old man.

Seeing that the old man's cup of tea was finished, he poured tea for the old man and sat down at the head of the old man.

"A few days ago, Yu Jiujiang brought people to kick the gym, and I lost!"

Wang Yunwu's voice was low.

"I know, Ah Fu told me."

The old man took a sip from his teacup, his face very calm.

"It's so strong for a lifetime, hard for a lifetime! So many masters in Yau Ma Tei have lost, you are a junior, and you have not opened a museum to teach apprentices, what is so strange about losing, don't take it to heart. ”

But Wang Yunwu was silent and did not speak.

The old man looked directly at his apprentice and said earnestly:

"There are too many things in the martial arts world that are unsatisfactory, and there are many wronged things, and some of them can't be told until they die. You're still young, you're too presumptuous, and you're too important about winning or losing.

In fact, many things in this world, except for life and death, are all trivial. Do you understand? ”

Wang Yunwu shook his head and said softly:

"But I didn't lose in my skills, but in experience."

The old man put down the teacup and looked at him, and suddenly said:

"So you went to the underground boxing arena on Ferry Street, found Master Tian's former disciple Ma Yusheng, and got into the boxing ring."

(End of chapter)