I finally woke up a guy who was sleeping at the stairs and realized that Harry had a game today, signing a life-and-death case. The location was in the underground club where Ye Yuze and the others went.
Ye Yuze didn't dare to delay, so he drove his senior sister to go there.
The road is a bit far away. Harry's villa is in the western suburbs of Boston, while the club is in the east of the city, and it takes at least 40 minutes to drive.
Ye Yuze was running lightning all the way and didn't care about the traffic lights at all. Because he found that his senior sister was a little nervous, this was very rare for Zhou Guihua.
There are obviously more cars around the club. This club is private and has a high threshold for joining the club. The general lower class of society cannot enter at all, and they don’t know.
After all, Ye Yuze has a card, so this is what Harry gave him. The membership card has a limit on the amount. As for how much money it has to be paid to join the membership, Ye Yuze really doesn't know, because Harry didn't say it at all when he gave him a card.
Walking through two doors, a huge noise came to my face. Two contestants on the stage were glaring. One of them was Harry. The other was a black man younger than him and more burly than him.
The host was standing on the stage to exaggerate the atmosphere: "Gentlemen and ladies, our boxing champion Harry is facing an important challenge in his life, because the young man opposite him is a boxing champion mad dog from Pennsylvania!"
The host walked to the evil dog, patted his strong chest muscles, and then spread his lips to reveal his white teeth, explaining:
"The reason I called him a mad dog is that this guy has bitten no less than ten people. The most serious one bit off someone else's ear!"
There was an uproar in the audience, and someone cheered: "Let him get out of Boston, our Boston boxing champion rely on his fists, not his teeth!"
The mad dog was obviously angry with the yelling and scolding from the audience. He walked to the host, grabbed his neck and lifted it up.
The supporter kicked his legs around and his face was like an eggplant. The whole thing was purple.
Harry stepped forward and punched the mad dog's temple. The mad dog waved his head to avoid it. The host took the opportunity to break free from his hand, hid aside with lingering fear and continued to fool him:
"Gentlemen and ladies, everyone knows the record of our Harry boxing champion. Today, we have played 600 games, including 10 draws and 3 losses, and the rest are all wins!"
There was applause from the audience, and most of these people saw Harry's growth. He was the pride of Boston.
Although the United States also has an open tournament, these people understand that those so-called open tournament champions can't help but fight in front of underground boxers like Harry and others.
At this time, the host looked at the small note in his hand and continued: "The record of Mad Dog is that he has played 500 games in two years and has no defeat!"
After reading the note, the person looked at Harry with a worried look on his face, and the audience below took a breath.
You should know that Harry took four years to play the 600 games. This mad dog took two years to play the 500 games. It can be said that this madman competes almost every day and wins all of them. This kind of result is unique in the entire United States.
After saying this, the host announced in a heavy tone: "Next, everyone can go to bet."
In addition to membership fees, the club's income is the bets for these competitions. Don't look at the host who was almost killed by the mad dog just now.
But his last words and expressions obviously imply that the mad dog's strength is higher than Harry's. He asked everyone to buy the mad dog and win.
As the club's dealer, naturally, I don't want everyone to beat Harry to win one-sidedly. How can they make money? Maybe they have to pay for it.
Many people start betting, and some are still waiting and watching. However, the waiting time will not be long. Because once the game starts, betting is not allowed.
The mad dog on the stage looked at Harry with a grin and said, "Hey, kitten. You are old, a tiger with no teeth is even as good as a cat. I am here to end your myth today. From now on, there will be no Harry in Boston, only a mad dog!"
After saying that, the mad dog held his hands and circled around the boxing ring, spitting at the people who scolded him from time to time, and shouting: "Come up, Harry is a dad in front of me! Come up and help him fight together, otherwise he will be beaten to death by me twice."
Someone threw the wine bottle into the boxing ring, but the mad dog did not fight back, and these people dared not really hit him.
The mad dog turned his gaze to the host: "Hey, you Bostonians are all reptiles, they can only yell but not dare to hit me. I want to modify the agreement and allow the kitten to call a few accomplices to hit me together!"
The host shook his head: "The agreement cannot be changed, this is the rule."
The mad dog compared his middle finger to him: "I'm afraid of embarrassing people, are you? What's the use of being shamed like you? Come on, Harry, you're calling someone now. You really don't have enough to see."
Ha looked at him expressionlessly. To be honest, he felt a little relieved. The past two years have been going well, and he has not been so diligent in training, and he has been drunk and dreaming all day long. His physical strength has begun to decline.
I found two more girls last night and drank so much wine. Now his head still hurts so much and his body is weak.
He received a call from his agent after drinking too much last night and accepted the challenge. If he had called early, he would definitely not have drunk the wine!
But now that things have come to this point, he doesn't care. How easy is it to defeat him after several years of fighting?
Ye Yuze and Zhou Guihua hid in the crowd and did not say hello to Harry, for fear that he would be distracted. Instead, Lin Dahui looked around with his big eyes, as if he liked this lively scene very much.
The sound of gongs finally came from the field, indicating that the game had begun and the betting had stopped.
The difference between underground competitions and professional boxing is that there are no rules. That is to say, you can use any part of your body to hit your opponent until the opponent loses the ability to resist.
Of course, if the other party loses its ability to resist, you will not be allowed to hit it. The reason for signing a life-and-death case is to be prepared for the situation. There are also things like killing one punch.
Harry is 28 years old this year. He has been addicted to alcohol and color over the years and his muscles on his stomach have been significantly loose. This is a fatal weakness for a professional boxer.
However, he was lucky. He had never encountered any decent opponents by relying on his wealth in the past two years. But today this mad dog really made him afraid.
The mad dog's eyes were like his name, showing a fierce light, like a beast tearing apart at any time.
Harry is familiar with this kind of look, just like him a few years ago. For such a person, there is no failure, only death!
Harry clenched his fists secretly. It seemed that he had to fight today. Such an opponent would only make him even more crazy if he showed weakness!
Chapter completed!