The City of Terror Chapter 82: 、 Master?

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Undoubtedly, at the age of 27, stamina reached its peak, and after more than a decade of Boxing Stage career, experience reached its peak.

Do n’t underestimate these 78 wins and 31 losses.

There may be many people who believe that 31 losses are enough to prove their low strength, but this is a black boxing!

The black boxing match where the loser is dead!

Being able to save one ’s life in the event of 31 failures is no longer what ordinary people can do.

This is enough to prove that the card hole is extremely smart, otherwise, even if there are ten lives, it is not enough to splurge on the black Boxing Stage.

In addition, he is good at leg skills, and then looks at it with the nickname Feitian Demon. This card hole may like to use flying knees to solve opponents?

Wei Xiaobei walked slowly in the corridor covered with red carpet, but his mind was full of thoughts.

"Dry him chrysanthemum! Chrysanthemum!"

"Tear off his neck!"

"Kill him!"

......

At the end of the corridor are two thick curtains, but the curtains still can't stop the crazy roaring and shouting.

"This game is Black Babe vs. White Overlord, an African American and a Belarusian. The end is you."

Seeing Wei Xiaobei's inquiring look trying to cross the door curtain, the young man introduced.

"Ah!"

Finally, a penetrating scream overwhelmed the cheers and pierced the curtain into the ears.

Wei Xiaobei could not help shrinking his eyes slightly, he could clearly hear the continuous fracture sound after screaming.

There is no doubt that the winner has brutally tortured the loser.

Although Wei Xiaobei has a lot of blood on his hands, he has not touched his own blood.

This makes Wei Xiaobei a little nervous, not worried about being defeated, but uncertain about certain things. He is worried about whether he will become so cruel.

Soon, the door was opened, and a few young men carried a black person with a twisted body and blood, and rushed over quickly.

Wei Xiaobei stepped back slightly and gave way.

And the young man was a little reticent. For him, although he has seen many black boxing matches, every time he sees such a tragic scene, it makes him feel cramped.

The blood dripping on the red carpet quickly dipped in and disappeared, as if the dewdrops in the morning met the sun.

"Respected gentlemen! Beautiful ladies! After a fierce battle, the great White Overlord won the victory, let us send this king away with warm applause!"

The host ’s voice immediately sounded, causing a wave of spectators.

Next is a period of rest. Those audiences should go to the WC and drink water.

But the name of the boxer for the next game has been announced to make it easier for those viewers to bet in advance.

Thai boxer Fei Tian Mo VS Chinese boxer Tie Shan Kuo.

Well, Tieshan relied on this nickname for Wei Xiaobei himself. It was nothing more than the power of Tieshan.

Okay, one is a flying demon, and the other is a mountain made of iron. They do n’t know what will happen if they collide.

After fifteen minutes, the host ’s high voice rang again: "Dear respected gentlemen, beautiful ladies, the eighth unrestricted fighting game is about to start. If you have n’t bet yet, please hurry .. .... "

After that, there was a long period of sensational agitation. In short, if the betting amount does not reach a certain level, then the host will not stop his saliva spray!

Fortunately, the audience who can enter this underground black Boxing Stage is not poor, nor is it a Grand Terrace. A lot of banknotes have no place to squander. While gaining pleasure, they can also earn money. .

After a while, the host ’s voice finally stopped.

But just slobbering, the sound rang again: "Here we have Thailand's 47th-ranked Flying Demon!"

Suddenly, a cheer sounded, and the fiery atmosphere suddenly created.

"Is there Eight Extremities successor Tie Shan coming to play!"

Compared with the introduction of the card hole, the host ’s introduction to Wei Xiaobei was a bit dull, and with the fact that Wei Xiaobei ’s name is not well known, unlike the card hole that has played seven games here The game is over and fame has spread.

Therefore, there was basically no cheers afterwards, and it was quieter.

This is nothing. If Wei Xiaobei knows that the betting at this time is basically on the card hole, he may smile bitterly.

"Mr. Wei, it's your turn."

The young man still respects Wei Xiaobei. In fact, these staff members respect any black boxer.

Know that black boxers are basically dead guys in their hands. Disrespecting them is a rhythm of asking for bitterness.

Opening the door curtain, Wei Xiaobei walked out along the red carpet and looked around quickly.

The Loulan Club is indeed rich and rich, and the pendant lights hanging on the ceiling alone are a lot of money.

The ring is located at the lowest point in the center of the entire site, surrounded by a circle of sand ponds, and outside the sand pond is a huge iron cage that separates the ring from the auditorium.

The auditorium, like the ladder classroom, circled the ring upwards, and most of it was full. The well-dressed gentlemen and the flowery ladies were either betting with betting machines or looking at the coming. Wei Xiaobei, some pretended to smoke cigars, and even one was eating steak and drinking red wine, and there was a bunny girl standing beside him.

Obviously, as long as you have money, any unreasonable enjoyment requirements may be fulfilled.

Finally, Wei Xiaobei's gaze passed through the iron cage and landed on the card hole warming up on the ring.

This card hole is thin and thin, and its length is less than one meter and seven. At this time, his upper body is naked and he is bouncing and waving his tangled fist against the air. It is almost impossible to see the fist shadow with naked eyes.

This is a master!

Wei Xiaobei quickly judged his opponent's strength. Judging from his current performance, he is not weak.

However, it depends on the performance on the field.

A digital fluorescent screen is hung above the ring. On the left is the card hole ’s betting amount, which has exceeded five million, while on the right, Wei Xiaobei ’s betting amount is less than one hundred thousand!

This is also the reality on the black Boxing Stage. When you do not show your strength, those viewers will not bet on you easily.

Come to the iron cage, a waiter has opened the small door on the iron cage.

When Wei Xiaobei entered, the door closed immediately, giving the illusion of being locked in a cage!

"Piggy! You are here!"

Before waiting for Wei Xiaobei to approach the ring, the card hole came to the ring, staring at Wei Xiaobei with a pretentious look, spitting hard words into his mouth.