"Why aren't it different? Do I still have to borrow your name?"
"That won't!" Marilyn teased, "but he has a good reputation here, so it's useless!"
When Faren heard this, he glared at her evilly: "Hmph!"
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Faren was unhappy, Marilyn quickly took his arm, leaned her body tightly, and kept rubbing her.
Feiren shook his hand and said, "I just want to come and see the pomp here, and find someone at the same time. Don't make everyone know about me, otherwise I won't spare you!"
"Ah?" Marilyn said in surprise, "but I have arranged it on the helicopter just now!"
When Faren heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Then you just treat me as your bodyguard. Don't reveal my identity!"
"Is this... not right?" Marilyn said timidly.
When Feiren, who was already angry, heard this, he immediately shouted: "Are you the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one
Marilyn hurriedly said, "You make the decision, of course you make the decision!"
Soon after, Lincoln drove into Sixty-Six Streets, and even drilled into the inconspicuous and not too high building, until it reached a stone wall.
The moment the car stopped, Feren's thoughts had already penetrated into the stone wall, and suddenly realized that there was no stone wall. It was simply a giant steel gate, and there was a different world behind the door.
"Haha, I didn't expect this place to be winding and secluded!"
Marilyn looked at Feiren with beautiful eyes and said in surprise: "Why, did you see it?"
"nonsense!"
At the same time, the steel gate began to open, and the friction sound was not only harsh, but also quite loud.
Feiren said in shock: "This door is so loud, isn't it too silly for you to enter and exit?"
Marilyn hesitated and did not dare to answer, and then secretly glanced at Elsa. Elsa knew it and hurriedly explained: "Only my sister comes here, this is the case. Most cars usually go to the small gate near the door!"
Feiren was stunned when he heard this: "Ha, I didn't see it, the underground queen!"
Marilyn said quickly: "This is actually because [Death] is covering the back..."
Feiren nodded slightly when he heard this. He thought it was the case. After all, such a large-scale underground building could not be covered without a large network of relationships and a large number of people. Even if Marilyn could, she could not care about it alone.
Come.
At this time, the steel gate was completely opened, and Lincoln was slowly driving in like a queen.
Faren, who was sitting between Marilyn and Elsa, thought for a while. He quickly took out a suit from under the seat and put it on his body, transformed himself into a bodyguard, and took the initiative to change seats with Marilyn and clamped her in.
middle.
Finally, Lincoln stopped steadily. Feiren immediately opened the car door and stood by the car door first, making a bodyguard.
Seeing this, Marilyn felt a little unreal, and she couldn't help but smile. Pingting got out of the car and looked bright.
Seeing Marilyn appear in front of the magnificent underground boxing market, several men in suits, who had been waiting there for a long time, rushed forward one after another and came over.
However, these people were quite eye-catching and stopped two meters in front of Feiren. They did not dare to step over the line. They said to Marilyn behind him in unison: "Hello Madame Flora!"
, do enough etiquette.
Marilyn waved her hand casually, and said in a full queen style: "It's all right!"
Several men immediately separated from each other, and the black middle-aged man in the lead made a gesture: "Madam!"
Faren and Elsa immediately protected Marilyn and walked into the door.
It is worth mentioning that Sixty-Six and Sixty-Seventh Streets are located just west of Manhattan Central Park, and near this, there is a large amusement park. The entire underground boxing market is built on the amusement park.
Below, it is really hard to tell.
Of course, the gods here are just targeting ordinary people without knowing each other. For the senior executives of the New York Police Department, the underground boxing market is no longer a secret. It is just that the underground black boxing organization is complicated, and even the FBI has no choice but to do anything to them, let alone the state police.
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Besides, every year, a portion of the income in the underground boxing market is given to the NY Police General Administration. For this reason, every New York police receives valuable Christmas red envelopes. They say "being soft-hearted", so naturally no one wants it.
It's a bad luck here.
Let’s talk about it again. If you really want to find bad luck, there may not be any good results. Why don’t you be good? Everyone, turn a blind eye to everyone!
In short, the underground boxing market not only meets the needs of many rich people to find fun and excitement, but also integrates many gangs and forces, which has slowed down the pressure on public security to a certain extent. The police station can still make profits, so only fools can
Go and remove it, in that case, a large number of idle gangsters will appear in the Upper West City and even the entire Central Manhattan area, and the police are like they are making themselves uncomfortable.
After entering the underground boxing market, Feiren discovered that the entertainment facilities here are quite complete, such as bars, small cinemas, saunas... everything. At first glance, it doesn't look like a place to fight black boxing, but rather a high-end club.
Or club.
It has to be said that the underground boxing market is called Black Boxing Club, but most people only hear its name!
With Marilyn's face and the fact that several leaders from the Underground Black Fist Club were accompanying each other, the group of people was unimpeded along the way, which made many men and women flirting in the corridor intimidated.
"Damn, the woman in the middle is a top beauty!"
"Hey, I said you don't want to be lustful. You don't even look at who is around her. You don't see [Blackhead] is there!"
"I'll go, how could [Blackhead] lead the way for that woman? So, isn't that woman very big?"
"It's not just big, I think it's probably one of the behind-the-scenes shareholders of Black Fist Club. Let's go far!"
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Some people are afraid of things, but some are not afraid of things; some are afraid of death, but some are afraid of death. Seeing that Marilyn and Elsami were unable to accept it, a half-drunk young man wanted to come and chat with her.
However, as soon as he arrived at the periphery, he was stopped by the "bodyguard" Feilun. But the problem is that Feilun only stopped people for a while, but he could not stop the young master's mouth.
"Two beauties, do you want to have some fun?"
As soon as these words came out, the several responsible persons who were attending the side changed their expressions. The blackhead (the middle-aged black man) even shouted: "Get out!"
Unexpectedly, the drunken young master not only did not leave, but continued: "I don't want to have fun, there is always a price, right?"
When Marilyn heard this, she covered her face with frost and said coldly: "Looking for death!"
After saying that, before she could greet her, Feilun had already punched the young master in front of him.
"Bang!"
After the sound of the explosion, the young master's entire head exploded, as if it was a directional explosion, and blood was sprinkled in the direction of the impact of the fist force, and many spots were stained with passers-by.
Even several club leaders had seen big scenes, and were shocked by the fierce scene of the punch.
Several passers-by men and women who were stained with filth even screamed one after another, and fled in all directions. However, two of them had weak legs and couldn't stand firmly. They had to crawl desperately on the ground in slow motion, hoping to hurry up.
Escape from the attack range of the demon Feren!
"Click!"
It was not until this time that the young master's headless body fell to the ground, and his posture was quite eye-catching.
Hei Tou finally recovered and hurriedly took out his cell phone and called: "Call a few people to come to Corridor No. 1 and clean up the body!"
"Okay, boss!"
When the person on the other end of the phone heard the word "corpse", his voice did not tremble at all, as if this was just as natural as eating and sleeping.
At the same time, Faren glanced at Marilyn with [Eye Message], and she immediately joked to the people in charge: "How is it? I, a bodyguard, is it okay? How about it compared to Alamand, one of the top ten?"
Hei Tou, who had just finished the phone call, hurriedly slapped his horse, "Madam, your bodyguard is naturally extremely powerful!"
"Then let's arrange for my bodyguard to fight Alamander!" Marilyn said without any doubt.
Hearing this, Hei Tou shuddered and wondered where Alamander or his agent, Ty Grass, had offended Mrs. Florra? But he quickly responded: "This is no problem! But according to the rules, Mrs.
The bodyguard is considered a newcomer to the club and must play three warm-up matches first!”
I have to say that Blackhead is quite clear. Feiron's strength is there, and the word "death" is only in the opposite direction, but he still agreed to Marilyn's request without hesitation. Anyway, the one who died was the boxer, not himself.
At this time, a person in charge next to him was black-headed and said, "General Manager, I heard that Alamander has announced his withdrawal from the boxing world!" In fact, it was not quitting, but abandoned by his agent Glass.
"Is there such a thing? Why don't I know?" The blackhead stared at the person in charge coldly.
The person in charge sweated on his forehead and said, "I just received the report. Should I force Alamander to come down?"
"Of course!" said the blackhead coldly, "It seems that he hasn't played a hundred top-level games yet, right? He wants to withdraw from the boxing world, let alone the door, there is not even a window!"
"Okay, I'll make arrangements now!" As he said that, the person in charge walked to the corner, took out his cell phone and called his subordinates. After a while, his face turned a little ugly, and then he said with a blackheaded ear: "
General Manager, the people below said that Alamander's legs have been scrapped and he can't go to the ring at all!"
"This..." Heitou was speechless. After all, how could anyone who couldn't even stand up to fist? Even if he forced himself to go to the stage, no one would place his bet.
"What? Haven't you discussed it yet?" Marilyn saw Blackhead and the others muttering for a long time, but instead looked embarrassed and couldn't help but interrupt.
Heitou quickly explained: "It's not a wife, this...Aramand is already disabled on both legs, and I'm afraid he can't fight with your subordinates!"
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PS: Today’s network card is good. It took more than an hour for the first chapter to be posted. This chapter is almost outdated!!
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