Chapter 592: Black Market Contract

The arrival of this group of people caused quite a commotion inside and outside the ring, and it was rare for a large team of sixty people to appear in the underground boxing market.

What makes people even more aware is that the momentum of this group of people is too terrifying, just those bodyguards in sunglasses and black suits, their strength is not trivial, and those who know how to do it can see at a glance that each of them is an experienced underworld master, killing people like hemp, and their hands must be dipped in blood.

And the man with a scar on his face, carrying an eerie and terrifying giant knife, is this here to seek revenge and smash the field?

Of course not, the group of men and four women sat in one of the most conspicuous boxes, and the surrounding aisles were completely occupied by their bodyguards.

"Wow, is this a boxing match?" Lin Shiya obviously rarely came into contact with this kind of occasion, naively thinking that this was some formal arena.

"This is a slaughterhouse. Shen Jiayao said lightly: "People are slaughtered like livestock. ”

"Huh?"

"Okay, don't scare her. See if you have any acquaintances tonight. Ye Fan smiled and looked around at the seats below, but the powerful perception was spreading out like a tide in the dark!

Shen Jiayao's bright eyes also patrolled, the files of the leaders of the three major gangs in Thailand were already known, even if they didn't appear here tonight, tomorrow morning, they would be completely shocked by the achievements of the four seas.

"Hmm, the helm of the White Dragon Gang?" Shen Jiayao muttered in a low voice.

In addition to the circular ring in the center of the ring, the top floor is a luxury box, which is exclusive to the rich and celebrities. In a box on the left, three thugs dressed in black military uniforms with white dragon patterns embroidered on their chests stood behind an old man with a cigar in his mouth.

This white-haired old man in a white shirt is none other than Bai Hongde, the famous leader of the White Dragon Gang in Thailand.

Bai Hongde was born in Chinese, most of his subordinates are children of Nanyang Chinese, and he is proud of practicing the fists and feet of the Southern School, among the three major gangs, Shen Jiayao has long taken a fancy to the White Dragon Gang and intends to support him to dominate the Thai underworld.

Isn't it really a godsend to meet here tonight?

Wait, who are those arrogant people on the other side? Thirteen Brotherhood!

Dressed in suits and leather shoes, with snow-white lace ribbons around their necks, twelve people surrounded by an older man, guarding behind him, was none other than the Thirteen Brotherhood, representing the underworld families of southern Thailand.

Thirteen people, each of whom is a small group of forces, and the combined strength is definitely qualified to win the entire Thai gang.

These people are authentic natives, but they claim to be wealthy and noble, and they dress up to move closer to the international trend, which is a bit nondescript.

The two gangsters have arrived, but what about the Zunmen?

Sure enough, they were there!

Tang Xiaolong, the boss of the Zunmen, is only thirty-two years old, but he is already well-known in Southeast Asian countries, this person is a Muay Thai master himself, born and died, and the madman who was killed from the underworld boxing market has a quarter of Chinese blood.

Tonight, the people of Thailand's three major gangsters have arrived, what kind of dragon gate array is this?

When Shen Jiayao looked at these three forces, he was also silently concerned by them, no matter which faction they were, they all looked at the rest with vigilance and hatred.

At this time, Ye Fan penetrated his tentacles into the box of the other group.

In a corner far away from them, several foreign devils were pushing cups and changing lamps, laughing unscrupulously, and one of them was holding a few printed English materials in his hand, saying something to his accomplices, just an undisguised treacherous face, ugly and arrogant.

"None of the good things. Ye Fan couldn't understand English, so he had to retract his perception and exchange opinions with Shen Jiayao in a low voice: "Do you see any signs?"

"The three gangs were all present, and it was not known what their intentions were. ”

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth hooked a playful smile: "Oh? That's really good, so we don't have to sweep from house to house, call the spectators over, and ask what the situation is." ”

Without waiting for them to call the boxing steward, an old man in a tuxedo walked to the center of the ring, wearing a megaphone on his neckline, and pure English spread throughout the space: "Ladies and gentlemen, everyone has understood the rules, this boxing championship will decide the ownership of Bangkok, and the players who have signed the contract, please prepare." Of course, if someone challenges the winner, they will follow the previous rules, and ten minutes later, the first match will be played by Ben the One-Eyed against Jacob the Meat Grinder. Stay tuned!"

It turned out that tonight was a special competition between the three major gangsters for the ownership of Bangkok, no wonder the venue was full of ** flavor.

Thai gangsters have been fighting for a long time, and over the years, the major forces have suffered a lot of losses, so there is today's agreement to decide the ownership of Bangkok by the victory or defeat of the fighters, which can minimize the losses of all parties.

After a while, Ye Fan showed a sly smile like an old fox.

"Are you planning to make a final move?" asked Shen Jiayao, pretending to be smart.

"It depends. Ye Fan patted his thigh and laughed: "The big winner is the one who laughs in the end, let us see if there is a so-called master tonight." ”

On the same day in the Macau ring, he killed Keiji Ohno, Sergei, and Hesse in a row, and today he has become more sophisticated, and he has long stopped taking the fighters in the black boxing ring in his eyes.

The stage was empty and pitch black, and everyone in the audience was enduring this tense and tangled waiting stage.

"Ah Guan, how is Jacob's state tonight?" Bai Hongde tilted his head slightly and asked the subordinates beside him.

For this gamble, Bai Hongde did not hesitate to spend 80 million US dollars to invite Jacob, known as the "meat grinder of the boxing stadium", from Indonesia to face off against the other two gangs. Bai Hongde, who is familiar with Chinese martial arts, knows that only those fighting machines that have been tempered in the black market boxing world can win tonight, and the so-called heavyweight boxing champions and gold belt winners on TV on weekdays can't hold a round at all.

"Helper, he's going to win. Ah Chan is very confident: "Jacob has been invincible in the Indonesian underground boxing scene for seven months, and he can definitely defeat the one-eyed wolf. ”

"Hmm. Find out where those guys came from. Bai Hongde turned the jade wrench in his hand and squinted.

On the other side, the boss of the Thirteen Brotherhood, Ba Chai also waved his hand to his people: "Go and check, especially that young man, why do I always think he is a little familiar?"

"Big brother, the Chinese all look similar, you must be dazzled. ”

"Haha......" burst into laughter, exposing their ignorant ugliness.

Tang Xiaolong, who was sitting on the senior chair and showing his sturdy upper body, was playing a kissing game with two bewitching and exposed girls at this time, and he didn't care who won or lost in the first game.

In the order of the three-way draw to determine the order of the competition, Tang Xiaolong has the best chance, and his man will play the winner after the duel between Jacob and Ben.

Waiting for work, the scale of victory will inevitably tilt to the Zunmen.

Finally, the highly anticipated first duel of the night begins!

Indonesian Jacob against Romanian Ben Meat Grinder and One-Eyed Wolf.

"Kill him!

"Tear him up for Lao Tzu!"

The people of the Thirteen Brotherhood immediately shouted loudly and loudly.

"Crush him with your legs, Jacob!" The White Dragon Gang did not show weakness, and the atmosphere immediately pushed from calm to peak.

In this frenzied atmosphere, the gentlemen and ladies in the venue also forgot their glamorous and beautiful identities, shouted loudly, and released the excitement in their bodies, as if only seeing the bloody scene could make them quiet.

Lin Shiya, who had never experienced this kind of scene, was also inexplicably excited, her little face flushed, and she was deeply infected by the noisy atmosphere. She is rich and talented, but this is the first time she has come to such a fighting arena.

Su Lin and Shen Jiayao didn't show any special excitement, one was a soldier who was not shocked everywhere, and the other was the queen who was in charge of the underground world of Huaxia, and she was used to bloodier and more brutal killings than here.

Ye Fan retracted his gaze for a moment, but saw Po Jun clenching his hands into fists, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble. She was scared, she was scared, what did she see?