At 20:30, the gym was full of people and bright lights.

The students had long since left, and from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, they could see black heads, different shades of skin tones, messy tattoos, and marijuana and cigarettes like stars, and smoke rising in the air.

"Old fellow, where's Grozny?"

Qin Zhan, who was wearing a clown mask on his face, looked around, poking his face with his fingers from time to time, always feeling that this thing was blocking his vision, if he hadn't watched Freze open the package with his own eyes, he wouldn't have killed him.

"Grozny, ha, he told you?"

"Otherwise, that guy's real name is too unspeakable, and I don't know North Caucasus (Chechen), so why do you know that? Are you also Chechen?"

Freze didn't answer, but looked at him with a smile.

So Lao Qin shut up, and made a zipper movement on his mouth, secretly admonishing himself to keep his mouth shut, even if he chatted, be careful, the less the old guy's secrets are known, the better.

"Grozny, Grozny...... Well, it's a lot easier to remember than his original name. Fretz repeated in a low voice several times, expressing satisfaction with the new name of the Chechens, and then made the same mistake again:

"Well, guess where he went?"

"I'll tell you, I'm allergic to these words, you'd better not irritate me!" The thing shuddered, and then exploded: "I'm so fierce that I'm afraid of myself." ”

"Ok, ok, don't get excited. Fleitz pressed down with his hands, and he liked to watch the little guy eat deflated, and said with a smile: "Use your brain more, and you won't get Alzheimer's disease until you reach my age." ”

"Hey, come on. Lao Qin disagreed, "I'm afraid that if I don't wait for Alzheimer, I will be Parkinson's like Ali." Old guy, I'm going to box. ”

- Although there is no scientific conclusive, the boxing community agrees that the boxing champion Ali was hit in the head too many times, which caused cranial nerve damage and eventually died of respiratory failure.

"Do you want to be Manny Pacquiao?"

"Tsk, that's what I said. Lao Qin was not happy, "Why not Ali, Foreman, Tyson, Holyfield?

"Hehe, aren't these boxing champions you are talking about also black?"

"Uh......" thought about it, and it seemed that it was true, in fact, blacks did have an advantage in muscle strength, track and field, basketball, boxing, it seemed that all sports except swimming were very powerful.

- Except for table tennis.

"It doesn't matter. Lao Qin forcibly changed the subject: "My goal is to become Rocky Marciano." ”

Rocky Marciano, born Rocco Francis Marchiano, born September 1, 1923, is of Italian and Eagle Sauce ancestry, is 5 feet 11 inches (180.34 cm) tall and weighs 184 pounds (83.46 kg).

The fight to fame was a knockout of boxing champion Joe Luiz in eight rounds.

But the most admirable thing is that from the time he entered the competition until his retirement, Rocky achieved a record of 49-0 and knocked his opponent to the ground 43 times, and is the only fighter who has never been defeated so far!

Floyd Mayweather, nicknamed Prettyboy, has a 49-0 professional boxing record with 26 knockouts, but his amateur record is 84-6.

"Come on, then. ”

Freez didn't pay attention to it, just thought it was a young man who said wildly, after all, the little guy was only eighteen years old, and he still wanted to be president when he was eighteen years old, and he never dreamed that he would become the godfather of the gangsters.

"It's almost time, you're with me. ”

"I'm not going! You see, there's no second-hand smoke outside the door, it's marijuana. Besides, if anyone wants to kill you, see me standing next to you, and then give me a shot, then how unjustly I will die. ”

The old guy was so angry that he couldn't help but leave with this thing.

Let me tell you, second-hand smoke is more harmful than direct smoking, and second-hand smoke from marijuana is even more terrible, and addiction is not understood, and drug abuse has ruined three generations......

He screamed and pulled at the door, and when he got out of the door, his attitude suddenly changed, his left arm holding Fryze's armpit, and his right hand holding his arm, like the red scarf that helped the old lady cross the street.

Fretz couldn't laugh or cry, and after a few struggles, he didn't break away, so he let him hold it.

The rabble is the rabble, and with the appearance of the dealer, the gangsters who brag and fart began to shout wildly, and all kinds of whistles came and went, and the slightest respect for the leader was not served.

The gym said that it was not a big deal, and after a round of scanning, Lao Qin was relieved.

Although he said that he was afraid of being implicated by the old guy, in fact, the gang members who entered the gym were searched, and the guns were kept by Ma Tsai outside the door, and he was worried about sneak attacks such as throwing knives and blowing arrows.

When he was about to enter the ring, Lao Qin had no choice but to let go, and the old guy actually pinched him secretly! He couldn't help his grandfather cross the street, and was there any royal law? Was it the degradation of morality or the distortion of human nature?

Not only that, but the old guy also grabbed his clothes and didn't let go, leading him to the middle of the ring like a walking baby, and endured the double scrutiny of the high-definition cameras overhead and the villains in the audience.

This product is a little weak-hearted, and a little nervous and expectant.

Fortunately, he wore a mask on his face, and changed into a formal suit according to the old guy's request, his knees were slightly buckled, his hands were folded in his lower abdomen, and he calmed his mind with two-word tongs and a middle hand.

Freez opened.

"Bad guys, and gentlemen and ladies watching the live stream!"

"Your long-awaited show is about to begin!"

"For some reason, we're going to break the old routine tonight, and you're going to see twenty-one fist-to-flesh fights! Coffee, Coke, marijuana, and beer, please!"

"Tonight, this ring is destined to be doused with blood!"

"Are you ready?!"

"Are you ready?!"

"Are you ready?!"

Fretz shouted three times in a row, hoarse, and as he asked, the audience suddenly became loud, and the gym of more than 100 people was filled with howls and cheers, and all kinds of swear words and saliva flew all over the sky.

As far as the eye can see, all of them are hideous faces and scarlet eyes, as evil and fanatical as zombies out of the cage.

Lao Qin frowned, he was not used to such an atmosphere, especially not used to an environment full of body odor, cigarettes, and marijuana, but he was infected by the frenzy of the scene, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

When the noise passed, Freze continued.

"Tonight's match is a single-elimination game, and only the winner will advance to the next round. When the last group of the first round decides the winner, the second and third rounds will be played tomorrow night until the final winner is determined. ”

"Let's invite the first group, they are "Roshan"-"

"And the lion—"

He pulled the long note and straightened his arm in the direction of the fighter.

The crowd moved out of the way, and the villains split into two camps, cheering on their fighters while spitting out all sorts of foul language and personal threats at their opponents.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know you can't wait, but considering that there are friends who are watching the live stream for the first time, allow me to introduce the rules again. ”

"First, no weapons are allowed!"

"Second, there is no referee, regardless of the weight class, only by jumping out of the ring can you admit defeat!"

"Thirdly, no one is allowed to approach the ring until the end of the game, or he will be torn to shreds by everyone present!" "Tomb robber .daomuxswxs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that's all we have to do! You don't have time to go to the toilet! Come on! Let blood splatter on your screen, let death surround you! Let life bloom tonight!"

With that, Freze left the ring, and Lao Qin hurriedly followed.

The audience in the audience was already crazy, and they couldn't vent their excitement by yelling wildly, some pressed cigarette butts on their arms, some strangled the necks of their companions, and some even stripped naked on the spot.

However, no one dared to approach the dealer and his successor.

There was a circle of ropes around the ring, and there were two seats placed below, in the original position of the referee's seat, and a round table in the middle, which Freze wanted to give Lao Qin a long face in this way.

The environment was too noisy, the air was dirty, and neither of them was in the mood to speak.

It is said that there is only the wrong name, no wrong nickname, and the guy nicknamed "Roshan" looks like a sumo wrestler, and the fat on his belly keeps shaking with his footsteps.

The Lion is muscular, with vigorous body hair, covering the front almost entirely with brown body hair from the neck to the trousers, and a beard that stands on top at first glance.

Their skin was shiny and shiny under the light.

Lao Qin thought about it and guessed that this was to increase the intensity of the game, after all, the black fist was infinitely close to life and death, and if it was not restricted, it was likely that the winner would be determined in the first few seconds.

The UFC's record for the fastest knockdown was when Jorge Masvidal stunned Benaskren with a flying knee in the opening stanza of three seconds.

But the purpose of the bookmaker's existence is to benefit all parties participating in the competition, and the gangsters on the scene do not buy tickets, and paid live broadcasts are the source of Freze's income, so the fighters have to show what the audience wants to see.

Obviously, what the audience wants to see is not the victory or defeat, but the process of flesh and blood, roaring and screaming!

The gang of the two fighters sent them to the stage and quickly retreated beyond the ropes. Freze handed Lao Qin a pistol, and this guy didn't shirk, after a little inspection, he opened the safety and raised his arm.

"Smack!"

The two beasts in the ring instantly rushed towards each other.

LION WAS FAST AND JUMPED UP WITH THE INERTIA OF A SPRINT, RAISING HIS FIST HIGH IN MID-AIR, BUT Roshan did not stop and slammed his arms straight into him.

was pushed and hit by a big fat man of more than 300 pounds, and the "lion" flew back directly upside down, and before he could stabilize his body, "Roshan" pounced, and the noisy sound could not cancel out the sound of the opponent falling in the ring.

"Tom!"

Roshan crushed his foe with his weight, then raised his fists above his head and let "The Lion" hammer his belly and chest, slamming down with a beastly roar!

LION held his head in both hands and quickly responded when his opponent withdrew.

But "Roshan" seemed to only know this move, and with a roar, he hammered once, and his opponent's fist was blocked by layers of fat, and his fat belly was dented and bounced up like a balloon.

The shouts of the audience have been connected!

Limited by his position, his elbow would be blocked by the ring when he punched in the lower position, and the weight of more than 300 pounds was pressed on his body, and the back muscles of "Lion" could not participate in the movement, so he could only rely on his big arms to push his fists.

Soon, his arms were weak and his opponents hammered his defenses out.

"Roshan" roared and smashed down again with all the strength of his body, and "Lion" barely raised his arm to protect his head, but he could no longer offset the strength of his opponent, and smashed his fists into his face.

Raise your hand again, blood is all over your face, and the atmosphere reaches a climax in an instant!

The next scene was extremely bloody, "Lion" can be said to be careless, losing all the plates, being held down by "Roshan", smashed from head to tail, the ring is bright red, and the blood is radioactive.

Just when everyone thought he would smash until his opponent's brain burst, "Roshan" finally stopped, struggled and clumsily got up, raised his arms high, roared around the ring, fists, arms, chest, belly, and scarlet all over his fists.

Lao Qin looked straight at it.

After experiencing the night of Jiang Yuzhu's revenge, rolling between the viscous plasma and the stump flesh, the scene in front of him did not cause discomfort, he was just lamenting the ferocity and roughness of the black fist.

Whether it is the winner who goes around in a circle, or the loser who lies on the stage and does not know whether he lives or dies, he is like a beast that has lost his mind, relying only on physical superiority and instinct, and has no skills to speak of.

But it's not without its gains.

At least Lao Qin will not use his straight legs to support "Roshan", nor will he have the luxury of borrowing strength with sticky hands - no matter how tough the rattan is, the road roller will be crushed into pieces of paper when it passes, and only by observing the opponent and using his strengths and avoiding weaknesses can he kill such an enemy.

For example, the horse turns around, gives way to Roshan's momentum, attacks the back of the head with the tip of the elbow of the blocker, or kicks the knee when the opponent's inertia is still down and he can't stop.

With the clumsiness of the big fat man, don't think about it when you lie down!

At this time, Fretz walked into the ring again, not looking at the "lion" lying on the ground, and his shiny leather shoes stepped on the blood that had become sticky, leaving a string of blood-colored footprints.

Lao Qin stopped at the corner, and he felt sorry for his shoes.

"Oh, whoa, whoa, the first warrior has won, scoundrels, who is he?"

"Roshan"!

"Who is he?"

"Roshan"!

"Who is he!"

"Roshan"!

The audience shouted three times in succession, and the victor first raised his arms high, then slapped his belly hard, and finally raised his hands above his head to make the classic shape of hammering, so the noise rose again.

The old guy patted his arm, and the frenzied fighter instantly obeyed.

"That's right, he's Roshan, the first warrior to win tonight, but not the last, ladies and gentlemen, greet the next group of warriors with your shouts!"

"Oh!!!"

The boxing gym converted into a warehouse was extraordinarily loud, Lao Qin plucked out his ears and glanced at the "lion" who didn't know life and death, his eyebrows were slightly raised, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and the water in his heart was really mixed.

The big fat man actually left his hand!

With the power of "Roshan", he smashed dozens of times, and even if the head of the "Lion" did not burst on the spot, the concussion of the back of his head on the ground would lead to brain death, but now his chest is still undulating!

Thinking about it carefully, the big fat man's movements are indeed inconsistent.

While LION was still able to resist, Roshan dropped his fists first and his elbows straight, but when LION's arms were lowered, he closed his elbows first and landed his punches later.

It seems to be extremely ferocious, and the blood of the fight is splashed, but in fact, most of the power has been dispersed with the action of the elbow, and when it falls on the opponent's face, the fist only has a slight inertia.

The old guy is finished, and the new fighter is on stage.

A big fat man lifted the rope, watching him lie on the ring, twisting his body, squirming with the oil on his skin, not at all like a murderer who beat his opponent to the point of flesh and blood, but like a slime;

Everyone in the audience laughed.

The other dragged the "lion" by his feet and threw him out of the ring, and some of his own gang members caught him with all their hands, although their expressions were gloomy, but they had no intention of revenge.

No one scrubbed the dirty blood from the ring, and no one cared about the "lion's" knocked front teeth, and everyone's attention was focused on the sides of the ring, waiting for the fresh blood to bloom again.

Lao Qin swept the pistol loaded with empty cartridges, raised his arm, and knocked.

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