Chapter 33: The First Boxing Match
Waking up from the darkness is sometimes a happy thing, glad that you are still alive and have managed to see the sun the next day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
At this moment, Wang Jue deeply understands that what those acid poets wrote is not completely wrong, and it feels really good to come back from the brink of death.
Wang Jue got up from the ground and leaned against the wall, next to the body of the bald man was lying, and not far in front of him lay the body of the man in the black trench coat with blurred flesh and blood.
Habitually digging into his pocket, he pulled out the crumpled cigarette case, looked at the ravaged cigarette sticks inside, took out one, took out a portable lighter, and skillfully lit it on his mouth.
Quit smoking or something? Let him die, am I not still alive?
Taking a puff of cigarette, Wang Jue coughed violently, his lungs were filled with smoke, and there were bursts of stinging pain.
Ahem, cough, cough
Once he coughed, Wang Jue couldn't stop, as if he wanted to carve out his lungs together.
Every time I cough up, I can cough up a black oil spot, and it is extremely disgusting to spit on the ground.
After coughing for ten minutes, Wang Jue slowly straightened up, leaned his head against the wall, looked at the puddle of stains on the ground, evoked a wry smile, and threw the cigarette in his hand aside.
Taking a deep breath, I suddenly found that the air had become much fresher, and there was even a hint of sweetness.
Wang Jue looked at the bullet hole in his leg, the bleeding had stopped, and the wound seemed to have healed a lot.
"It's the thing that saved my life, but I owe you my life. Wang Jue muttered, his face full of wry smiles.
Of course, at this moment, Wang was even more curious about the liquid in the small metal tube, what was it that could actually bring his lungs back to life, and also restore the wound, this powerful effect could not be compared to even military medical medicines.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Jue got up and picked up the portable terminal lying in the corner, opened it and dialed a number.
"Old thief, it's me, Wang Jue, the night owl came last night. ā
"It's okay, who am I, how could a little night owl kill me?"
"My body? That's what I'm trying to say, come on, I've got something for you to test. ā
After talking for a while, Wang Jue hung up the phone, bent down and picked up the metal pipe on the ground, looked at the little liquid that remained in it, and put it in his arms.
I moved my body that was almost rusty, and the vigorous exercise last night made my whole body feel sore, and this body really hasn't exercised for a long time.
Wang Jue thought about it and pushed the door out, looked at the newborn sun, and after making a phone call, he took steps and jogged out.
A lot of people died, a lot of people died in the slums last night, but what does it matter, no one cares, since it is a place where dirt is hidden, then it is also the place where the survival of the fittest has evolved most violently.
When Wang Jue came back, all the corpses and bloodstains could be disposed of very well.
Even though he is already on the edge of the underground world, he is still a dignified snakehead.
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"Tomorrow night, at nine o'clock, the third central district, Dongming cold storage, no rules, a bonus of 30,000 Galaxy points. ā
Zhang Pingqian took the small mobile phone, looked at the concise and clear text message on it, then put away the small mobile phone and replied with a "1".
This time, Zhang Pingqian didn't have any worries, Lei Yiyi's sense of battle during this period of time has become stronger and stronger, and she is no longer confined to those moves, and her actual combat level has improved by leaps and bounds, and more importantly, she knows how to use her advantages.
According to the document that Wang Jue sent to himself, the opponents in the first three games of entering the underground world will not be too strong, and they are generally rank, and there are low-end existences.
The rank score is the standard used for rating in the underground world, which is similar to the ranking in some games, this set of ratings is more standard, so the fighters with low rank scores will definitely not be too strong.
With the exception of the axe, the rank score in the underworld will never be lower than 500 points.
And Lei Yiyi can even defeat with an axe, so naturally it will not be a problem to deal with those low-level little minions.
It was the definition of no rules that made Zhang Pingqian frown a little, no rules is not no rules in the real sense, but the use of firearms and biological weapons is not allowed, and everything else is casual.
After briefly informing Lei Yiyi, although Lei Yiyi was still a little reluctant in her heart, she also said that there was no problem.
After a day of preparation, in the evening of the next day, Zhang Pingqian and Lei Yiyi got into a taxi to District 3.
The hovercar was still parked at the security checkpoint in Zone 3.
The two took advantage of the night to enter the third district, and at the same time brought the Yaksha mask they wore last time, although there was no point in doing so, but Zhang Pingqian still didn't want acquaintances to bump into the two.
If you join the underground world, you will be protected by the underground world, and no one will be idle to check the identities of the two.
Unlike the rookie match, this battle has an audience.
As for where the audience is? Naturally, it will not be waiting in the cold storage, but through the live video, watching the game, after all, in today's rapid development of projection technology, it is too simple to fully project the picture of the scene, and watching it at home is even more exciting than being on the spot.
The main source of income for the underground black fist is the stake of the rich people.
And although today's boxing match has a low rank, there are also many people watching.
"Thunderbolt vs. Mad Dog, who is Raiden, is it a newcomer?" In the high-tech projection room, a bald man with a big belly and a scantily clad beauty around him muttered as he looked at the virtual screen in front of him.
What's even more surprising is that the beauty actually has a slender and slender tail, which is slightly curled behind the straight buttocks like a leopard's tail, and the whole person looks sexy and wild.
A female pet like this with animal characteristics has always been an extremely expensive luxury in the interstellar slave market, and having such a female slave is definitely the richest of the rich.
And this rich man is a loyal supporter of the fighter Mad Dog, not for anything else, but for the fighter Mad Dog is crazy enough, bloody enough, for which he can throw a lot of money to reward this fighter.
"Abuse newcomers? It seems that this scene is interesting, I hope newcomers will not be played to death so early. The bald man had a cruel and perverted smile on his face, and his big hand pinched the slender and round long legs of the leopard-tailed female slave on the side, pinching out a purple-red trace.
The leopard-tailed slave girl showed a painful expression on her face, but she didn't dare to say a word, once she spoke, it would definitely stimulate her master's bestiality, and when the time came, I am afraid it would be even worse.
Withdraw your hand, and the betting and exchange page pops up.
There are already some people talking on the page at this moment.
"Abuse newcomers? It seems that this mad dog has a bigger chance of winning, who are you pressing?"
"It's useless to say this, I can't wait to see the mad dog tear his opponent to shreds. ā
The bald man smiled slightly, did not make a statement, and in his opinion, making a statement was a move to lose his identity, moved his fingers, and placed a bet directly.
[Giants of the Blue Planet, bet on Mad Dog players, 300,000 Galaxy Points!]
"Shot so quickly? As soon as it was shot, it was 300,000, and the giant boss was getting more and more entrenched. The comments immediately followed.
"Today, it seems that this handicap is going to exceed one million. Someone speculated.
[SCP096, bet on thunder and lightning, 300,000 galaxy points!]
The discussion below was directly quiet, and then suddenly began to become intense: "SCP096?
"I don't know, it's the same bet as the giant, and the provocation and declaration of war are full of meaning. ā
The bald man frowned, his fingers moving.
[Giants of the Blue Planet, bet on Mad Dog players, 500,000 Galaxy Points]
[SCP096, bet on thunder and lightning, 500,000 galaxy points]
"Just got up. The discussion followed.
[Giants of the Blue Planet, bet on Mad Dog players, one million Galaxy Points]
[SCP096, bet on thunder and lightning, 1 million galaxy points]
"The newcomer was trembling, I originally thought that my net worth could still play gambling boxing, but I didn't expect it to be far away. ā
"Don't go upstairs, take me one. ā
In a short period of time, this small low-end boxing match has actually bet more than 10 million Galaxy points, and the prize money is 4 million Galaxy points, even with the bald man's financial resources, he is a little frowned, mainly because he doesn't know where this SCP096 came from.
Giving up the idea of continuing to compete, the bald man who was holding his breath looked coldly at the live projection screen that was slowly loading.