It's still careless.

Originally, according to Wang Chong's assumption.

Lead the thirteen thugs sent by Zhao Yi to kill him to a deserted place, easily solve them one by one, and finally, dispose of the corpses.

In this way, even if Zhao Yi guessed that the thug sent out had an accident afterwards, because his original intention was to kill Wang Chong, even if something went wrong, he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

I didn't think about it.

Today, this fat man who suddenly appeared in front of him, in the single-lens reflex camera he took out, he actually took a record of the scene of Wang Chong's killing of the thirteen people yesterday, although it is a little blurry, but it can also be used as evidence.

No way.

At present, Wang Chong, the realm is only three levels of qi refining, and the range that he can perceive is only about 100 meters, this is still because he has a god-level heavenly spirit root, otherwise, ordinary immortal cultivators must at least go to the Jindan realm to perceive everything around them.

And in the early days of Jindan Realm, it was only thirty or fifty meters, which was not comparable to Wang Chong's current hundred meters.

It's a coincidence.

This fat man's SLR camera has obviously been transformed at a large price, which is very unusual.

Otherwise, ordinary household SLRs can be shot at most 30 meters away, and the one in the fat man's hand is obviously shot one or two kilometers away.

He frowned, then stretched again.

After that, Wang Zhong returned the SLR camera to the fat man in front of him, and asked, "Say, what do you want?"

Hehe smiled, the fat man introduced himself first, "This little brother, my name is Ren Bingquan, and I am a professional videographer." I don't know, what do you call it?"

"Wang Chong. ”

To put it concisely, Wang Chong didn't plan to talk even a word of nonsense with this Ren Bingquan.

"Oh, it turned out to be Little Brother Wang, disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

After a pause, Ren Bingquan said, "Little Brother Wang's skills are so extraordinary, I have a fortune here, I don't know if you are interested?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Chong was still calm and silent.

For a while, Ren Bingquan was a little embarrassed.

You kid, don't play cards according to common sense.

At this point, you shouldn't ask me, what is the right way to make a fortune?

He coughed twice, and then, Ren Bingquan continued, "Little Brother Wang, I know an underground black fist located in Star City, the kind of life and death battle. If you win a game......"

Speaking of this, Ren Bingquan stretched out his greasy left hand, and then said loudly, "You can earn 500,000!"

Seeing that Wang Chong was still unmoved.

There was no way, Ren Bingquan could only bite the bullet and finish the words alone, "If yes, you can win five games in one go, and the remuneration can be increased by another hundred times!"

500,000 times 100,000, that's 50 million.

At this point, Wang Zhong finally became a little interested.

Fifty million money, if Wang Chong is still in the period of the Northern Immortal Venerable, he will naturally not take it seriously.

But now, starting from scratch, Wang Chong's realm at this time is only a triple level of qi refining, and if you want to make rapid progress, a lot of money is necessary.

After all, as the saying goes: money makes the devil grind.

Although the current earth is the era of the end of the law, and the aura is so thin that it is almost impossible to give birth to immortal cultivators, some resources for cultivation can still be bought if they are rich enough and have channels.

Seeing that Wang Chong's face finally changed, Ren Bingquan smiled and said, "How about it, Brother Wang?" You go up to play five games, and the money you win, the two of us add two to five, how about sharing it equally?"

"Ninety-one open, I'm nine-you-one. ”

With an undeniable tone, Wang Zhong said this.

"Nine...... Ninety-one?"

Do the math a little.

Ren Bingquan found that if he agreed, the 25 million that he could have received would have instantly become 5 million, and there would be 20 million less for no reason.

If you change someone, it will be impossible to accept this new sharing ratio at all.

But!

Very abruptly, Ren Bingquan felt an inexplicable crisis through Wang Chong's eyes at this moment.

Therefore, even if Ren Bingquan kept his back hand before he came to meet Wang Chong, if he had three strengths and two weaknesses, someone else would immediately submit the evidence of Wang Chong's crime.

At this moment, through this can be said to be emotional, it can also be said to be a rational judgment, Ren Bingquan gritted his teeth, "Okay, just listen to Brother Wang, open ninety!"

Seeing that Ren Bingquan agreed, the corners of Wang Chong's mouth rose, and he smiled evilly, "You are very smart." I advise you, put away your fancy intestines, for to me, useless. As long as you are obedient enough, I can always take you to 'soup' in the future." ”

"Thank you, Brother Wang!"

Hearing Wang Chong's words, Ren Bingquan instinctively bowed his head.

Thinking about it later, Ren Bingquan spared his head, feeling a little weird.

Obviously, today he is holding Wang Chong's handle and threatening him to cooperate with him to fight the life-and-death battle of underground black boxing, but now, it is the other way around, and the other party will carry him in the future.

No matter.

It seems to have suffered a loss.

In the near future, Ren Bingquan will know how correct his original decision was.

In order to get the money and cultivate as soon as possible, Wang Chong decided not to wait, anyway, today is Saturday and weekend, so he and Ren Bingquan agreed to meet again at this place at seven o'clock in the evening.

After that, Ren Bingquan will take Wang Zhong to the location of the underground black fist.

The appointed time has come.

At night, Ren Bingquan came by car.

It's not a good car, just a normal red Santana.

Moreover, Wang looked at it again, Ren Bingquan's car was either second-hand or had been driven for more than ten years, because the outside of the car was already dilapidated and unshaped, and there were signs of wear and tear everywhere.

In comparison, Ren Bingquan's SLR camera, in terms of price, may be several times or even dozens of times that of this car.

After getting into the car, Wang Chong sat in the co-pilot's seat, and under the operation of Ren Bingquan's driving, it was about an hour later, and the car drove into a small alley.

After getting out of the car, Ren Bingquan lifted some confetti, wooden boards, and garbage, and an iron gate appeared.

Breaking open the iron door, there was an elevator that went straight to the underground, after Wang Chong and Ren Bingquan went up, the other party pressed the second floor, and it was about a depth of more than 100 meters.

Wang Zhong and Ren Bingquan finally came to the destination of this trip - where the underground black fist is.

As soon as he arrived, Wang Chong heard screams and insults one after another.

In front of them was a field that looked like the Colosseum in ancient Rome.

In the audience, a group of spectators, who should also be gamblers, look like crazy, some laughing, some beating their chests, and their ugliness is revealed.

On the ring, there are two men, who are fighting to death, both of them are bleeding from their heads and covered with blood, but they still don't stop, because the ring of the underground black fist ends with the death of one party.

In this way, it also avoids fake boxing to the greatest extent.

If you want to fight, you can, then at the cost of your life.

Wang Zhong has a certain understanding of the underground black fist, but whether it is in his previous life or now, it is the first time he has really come here, and he knows very well that there is no humanity here, and some are just ...... Naked pecuniary gain and brutal gore!