"Brother Mad Brother, if he really survived twenty-five games, would you let him go?" asked Wan Tianpeng. Dust√ × Literature × Network

"Hehe, that's what I promised him, but Lao Tzu didn't plan to let him go! In the twenty-five games, there will be a five-star master of our Fengyun Hall who will appear, and this kid will not be beaten to death, but will be exhausted to death. Zhou laughed wildly.

The surrounding Ma Zai bodyguards showed expressions of sudden realization, it turned out that the reason why Zhou Mad said that kind of thing to Shen Lang just now was that he was not ready to let Shen Lang leave alive.

The cheers at the scene were deafening, and they were replaced by big dogs, who were beating up a white boxer.

"Big dog, blow him up!"

"Big dog, three million, Lao Tzu is all betting on you!"

"Big dog, kill him!"

The audience roared excitedly one by one.

No matter how far social civilization has evolved, the hidden primitive bestiality of human beings still exists. Aggressiveness is a character that every man has in his bones, but everyone's performance is different.

In other words, it is a modern boxing match, which is also very popular. To put it mildly, watching the fantasy bring YY, imagining that he also has the ability of the protagonist, which also confirms the aggressive character of human beings.

Not only men, but also many women in the audience.

These shouting audiences look no different from hooligans, but almost everyone is an upper-class person in society, with a net worth of at least 10 million.

The entrance fee for tonight's championship match is 100,000, and there are more than 300 spectators at the scene, and the admission fee on the sixth floor alone is more than 30 million, not to mention the money earned from gambling.

Several strong men took Shen Lang to the backstage, put on the clothes used for the competition, and did not wear boxing gloves.

There are basically no rules in the underground boxing arena here, it's like a life-and-death fight, and the more brutal and bloody you fight, the more the audience will like it. In today's championship match, there is even a high prize money for killing opponents.

The players on the field are basically here to kill people.

Shen Lang's face was extremely gloomy, he didn't dare to tease him like this, after solving this matter, the first thing Shen Lang wanted to kill was Zhou Mad .

"Mr. Shen, do you need to do a warm-up exercise first?" a bald man stepped forward and asked.

This person is the bald man who led Shen Lang before, looking at Shen Lang, the corners of his mouth still showed a hint of banter.

Shen Lang snorted coldly: "No need, let me play quickly." ”

The bald man looked in the ring, where the fight inside the metal cage was nearing its end.

I saw the white boxer fall to the ground, and his body was crawling forward.

"Hahaha!"

The big dog smiled cruelly, took a dozen steps back, lunged with an arrow, and his huge body was like a wind, and he elbowed and pressed hard against the white boxer.

"Boom!"

A heavy muffled sound could be heard at the scene, and the white boxer's chest was even dented by a big dog! Before he could let out a scream, he was killed on the spot.

"Big dog, big dog, big dog!"

The cheers at the scene became louder and louder, and the big dog showed a rampant smile, very narcissistically stretched out his arms, as if to meet the praise of everyone, as if he was the boxing champion.

The host on the side picked up the microphone in his hand and roared excitedly: "Do you want the big dog to continue the challenge?"

"Yes!"

"Go on!"

The roar from the audience grew louder. This kind of underground black boxing has aroused the blood in the hearts of the audience, they are too lazy to care whether people are dead or not, they only care about who the next boxer is and who will be killed!

The big dog laughed with a smug face: "Damn, it's all said, Lao Tzu has to play ten games today, and there are five more games!"

"Big dog!"

"The big dog is mighty!"

The whole audience was boiling, and it was enough to play 10 games? What kind of courage does it take! The arrogant posture of the big dog made the scene extremely hot, and a large number of spectators shouted the name of the big dog.

"It's our champion last week, and the big dog is really imposing!" the host yelled and continued: "Okay, let's see who the next challenger is!"

The host took the card from a strong man, his face became a little surprised, and he wondered: "The name of the next challenger is very unfamiliar, it seems to be temporarily arranged." It's named Shen Lang, it's like a little white-faced name! This ring match is not a playhouse, so let's see if this fighter named Shen Lang has the strength. ”

"Shen Lang, who, I've never heard of it!"

"Let him go!

"That's it, let him go, we're here to watch boxing, not to beat up children!"

There were unhappy shouts and curses from the audience.

The host said loudly: "It seems that everyone is very optimistic about this boxer named Shen Lang, but since people have the courage to send him to death, it is not easy for us to refuse." Okay, let's invite this Shen Lang's little white face to play. ”

There were bursts of laughter at the scene, and even the host called him a little white face, how rubbish is this Shen Lang? Some viewers were looking forward to how Shen Lang was beaten to death with the mentality of watching a good show.

Soon, amid the sighs of the audience, Shen Lang strode over.

The big dog has a body more than two meters tall and bulging muscles, and it is not as strong as a human. has a perfect body that macho men envy the most.

And Shen Lang looks much thinner, and his height is only about 1.8 meters, and there are countless boos on the field as soon as he appears.

In fact, Shen Lang's physique is very strong, and his muscles belong to the kind of restrained type. It doesn't look like a big dog, but it's tight and strong, and every muscle seems to be filled with a terrifying explosive force.

The old man said that the real refining of the body is not the flesh and skin, but the bones, meridians, and qi and blood!

Practicing skin and flesh is only the roughest and lowest level of body refining.

"Holy, this is funny!"

"What qualifies this kind of garbage to play, get out!"

"I'm dizzy, little handsome guy, I can't think of suicide, is it because I fell out of love and found this way to break off?" a female audience member screamed.

There was constant shouting and scolding at the scene, and no one was optimistic about Shen Lang. In their eyes, the strength of the body determines everything.

Shen Lang was expressionless and walked to the ring under the escort of several strong men.

The metal door closes.

The big dog looked at Shen Lang, who was a head shorter than himself, with an extremely disdainful expression, and shouted: "I don't fight with garbage, this is simply insulting me!"

"That's it, let that kid get down!"

"Big dog, break this kid's neck!"

There were unpleasant roars all over the scene, and the big dog raised his middle finger at Shen Lang defiantly, revealing a cruel smile: "Trash, you better go home and drink more milk, you don't deserve to fight me at all!"