Yang Hao was sitting in the private room. He glanced at the impassioned host below and then retracted his gaze. Instead, he focused his gaze on the large and small private room windows. Many of these private room windows had heads exposed, especially
The private room on the first floor has the largest number of people.
The private rooms in the Iron Blood Building are all very user-friendly. The windows are all electrically controlled and can be opened or closed. The glass is single-sided reflective glass. If the people in the private rooms close the windows, the people sitting in the room can
You can clearly see the scene outside, but people outside cannot see the people in the room, which greatly protects the privacy of private room guests.
Among the three floors, the first floor was the busiest. Basically everyone opened the windows of the private rooms and appeared at the windows. Many people they knew even chatted in the air.
Yang Hao's eyes suddenly paused, his expression slightly surprised.
He saw Zhao Tianyun, Zhao Tianying's grandson, whom he had blackmailed.
Next to Zhao Tianyun, there was an old man with a gentle smile on his face. When their eyes met, the old man smiled friendly at Yang Hao.
Zhao Tianying!
Although it was the first time for Yang Hao to see this old man, he immediately connected the old man in front of him with the head of the Zhao family who had had a phone call with him.
Qiu Yunzhen stood next to Yang Hao. She noticed what Yang Hao was looking at. She turned around and saw a slightly different look on her face. She whispered: "Zhao Tianying."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Looking at Zhao Tianying's attitude, he doesn't seem to want me to lose."
Qiu Yunzhen snorted coldly: "This old fox must have heard something. Our Qingzhu Association knows everything about it after all, and we have no plans to take action against the Zhao family. But if we are replaced by the Scarlet Blood Gang, will the Scarlet Blood Gang be able to compete with them?"
Getting along in peace is an unknown..."
Yang Hao smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes slightly: "The Zhao family in the south of the city has already showed up. It is impossible that the Three Tigers Gang does not know the news, but they did not show up..."
Qiu Yunzhen curled her lips: "Who knows if the Sanhu Gang is colluding with the Red Blood Gang."
Yang Hao smiled: "None of this matters. As long as we win today, all the conspiracies and tricks will be shattered."
Spider suddenly interrupted with a smile: "In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are useless."
At this time, two boxers came onto the field. One of the two boxers was tall and strong, like King Kong, and the other was quite thin. After the two came on the field, they did not fight immediately, but stood in the center of the fighting field.
Unable to move.
The host began to introduce the situation of the two people and announced their odds. The tall man had a lower odds and the short man had a higher odds. Obviously, most people were optimistic about the tall boxer.
This fight is a life-and-death fight that happens every day in Iron Blood House. These boxers are all people found from everywhere. Some of these people are desperadoes, some are professionally trained boxers, and some fight with their lives because they are short of money.
Yes, no one cares what method you use, as long as you can come out of this fighting arena alive, you are the winner and you can get a high appearance fee.
People die for money and birds die for food. It is this eternal principle that leads to so many people entering the fighting arena just for a chance.
After all the guests around had placed their bets, a bell rang, and the two men began to fight. The strong boxer was like a furious bull, constantly attacking his opponent, while the thin man was like a bull.
The flexible monkey kept avoiding each other, being chased by the tall man and running all over the place. Sometimes it would roll on the ground in a very embarrassed manner, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Go ahead and kill him!"
"Damn it, it's almost there, run faster!"
"Fight back, don't keep running away, I've bet heavily on you!"
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As the fight began, various shouts rang out throughout the Iron Blood Building. These people were either excited or crazy. They were lying on the windows and shouting loudly at the two boxers in the fighting ring. They were originally polite.
His face suddenly became ferocious, with red eyes, like a wild beast, venting his emotions wantonly.
Yang Hao's eyes swept over these people, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes. Spider folded his hands and said: "Boss, who do you think will win?"
Yang Hao glanced at the spider, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a half-smile: "You can clearly see it, so why ask me?"
Spider smiled and said: "The short man will definitely win in the end, but he probably won't win too smoothly. I'm afraid most of the gamblers in this game will lose money. By the way, boss, you will end up later.
, I have to place a heavy bet, there is a win but not a loss..."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "You think well, but I'm sure they will have arranged it by then. This must be a personal grudge fight, and no one will bet on it."
Spider was stunned for a moment, then said with a helpless smile: "Isn't this the opportunity to make a fortune just before your eyes?"
Yang Hao smiled and said nothing. Spider looked at the fight below and said without looking back: "I'll leave first later."
Yang Hao frowned, but before he could speak, Spider had turned his head and grinned at Yang Hao, showing his neat white teeth: "Why, the boss doesn't believe in my ability?"
Yang Hao opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't seem to say anything to dissuade him. We were all brothers, and his brother's business was his own business. He seemed to have no reason to reject him. Besides, with the strength of the spider, he could deal with him.
There are really not many people.
"Okay, but I still have to remind you, safety first."
The spider grinned, and there seemed to be a faint red light flashing in his eyes: "It's been a long time since I've moved my hands. It's exciting just thinking about it."
The roar outside suddenly increased. Yang Hao and others all turned their eyes, only to find that the situation on the field had changed greatly. The short fist took advantage of the opponent's turn and kicked the opponent's side with a side kick.
On the crook of the foot, the crook of the foot is an extremely fragile place. After this kick, the tall man suddenly fell forward, while the short boxer had already jumped up and kicked him directly in the temple with his toes.
The tall boxer tilted his head in a hurry and kicked his ear squarely. Blood suddenly flowed out of his ear. This kick also completely released his ferocity. He didn't care.
Turning around without hesitation, he pounced and immediately hugged the short man's legs.
The short man was taken aback. He made fists with both hands and hit the tall man on the temple. The tall man did not dodge. The person hit by this hit was shaken twice. The short man even struck with a series of blows. In the blink of an eye, the tall man's mouth and nose were in the air.
Blood was spurting everywhere.
The short man was about to take advantage of the situation and end the tall man's life. Who knew that even though the tall man was seriously injured, he was still extremely fierce. He hugged the short man, took advantage of his height, lifted the short man up heavily, and then put his knees in front of him.
He stretched out his hand and knocked the short man down hard.
The short man's body was very flexible. At the critical moment of life and death, he made a strange twist and turned sideways downward, avoiding the danger of his spine being broken. However, this blow also broke at least a few of his sternums.
The short man stretched out his hand, with fingers like eagle talons, and directly grabbed the tall man's throat. He dug it hard, inserted his hand into the tall man's throat, and then forcibly severed the tall man's trachea.
The tall man covered his neck and backed away in horror, making a loud sound in his throat. The short man climbed up with difficulty, but did not rush forward to attack. Instead, he covered his chest and stepped back slowly, waiting quietly for the tall man.
The death of a child.
Finally, the tall man fell to the ground weakly and slowly became silent.
The huge iron cage slowly rose, and the short boxer staggered out. The corners of his mouth were bleeding. He must have been seriously injured, and he didn't know whether he could survive.
The onlookers around him had no pity or sympathy, and some just cheered and cursed.
Those who won the bet loudly showed off their vision, while those who lost the bet cursed their luck and the dead tall man.
Yang Hao looked at this scene with an indifferent expression. He had seen too many scenes like this before, and even more cruel scenes than this. He didn't know how many times he had seen them. In this world, behind the peace, there are endless cruel truths.
Someone walked onto the fighting stage and lifted the dead boxer down. The host walked up again, with undisguised excitement in his voice: "Originally, we only had this one fight today, but today, there are two guests,
Some of the grievances between them will be settled here, so everyone is happy today, but this time the fight is a personal grudge, so this manor will not open a betting market."
When the people around him heard the last sentence, they immediately looked disappointed, especially the person who just won the bet, their expressions were obvious. However, everyone knew that this was the rule of the Iron Blood House, so even though they were disappointed, no one came out to say it.
What.
A man in his thirties silently walked onto the fighting stage. This man was one of the two people who had followed Qiao San. He stood on the fighting stage, his eyes fell on the private room where Yang Hao and others were, and stretched out his arms.
He took out his hand, palm upward, and lightly hooked it.
Spider's cold eyes showed a bit of murderous intent, and he snorted: "You clown!"
Spider did not take the outside passage, but directly stretched out his hand to hold the window. With a beautiful one-hand flip, he jumped directly from the private room to the outside, and then stepped on the steps to the fighting stage.
"Go on, kill him!"
"Wearing a black T-shirt, kill your opponent and I'll buy you a drink."
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Before the two started fighting, all kinds of shouts were heard around them. Spider raised his head in displeasure and shouted at the fat man who screamed the loudest: "Shut up, I'll stop screaming again."
I'm so annoyed. After I kill him, I'll come over and twist your head off and use it as a ball to kick!" (To be continued)