Puff! The sound of beatings coming from the metal mesh cage was diluted by the crazy shouts of the gamblers. Only a few muffled fart sounds were made. Huo Zhenkang followed the brothers and walked into the iron gate. Suddenly he felt a strong and strong feeling.
The tobacco-scented heat rushed towards them, and the gamblers were all immersed in a kind of excitement and bloodthirsty mood, and no one had time to pay attention to who was coming and who was going.
There are several rings of sturdy wooden seats outside the metal mesh cage, but they are all used for stepping on. The short gamblers stood on the chairs waving and shouting. In this crazy atmosphere, everyone was buried deep in their bones.
This bloodthirsty primitive impulse burned to the extreme. Pairs of bloodshot eyes stared at the boxers fighting in the cage. Many people even shouted slogans such as "kill him", explaining over and over again the evil nature of human nature.
reason.
The two boxers in the metal cage had blood all over their heads and faces. Their faces stained red by plasma made it impossible to tell their age at a glance. Both of them were about 1.8 meters tall, and their strong physiques made this fight even more difficult.
The game adds a lot of excitement, and only fights of equal strength will be more bloody and crazy.
Fists have become the most useless thing in this kind of bloody fight, because two boxers of equal strength are fighting with instinct in the end. The bloody struggle on the edge of life is the most exciting thing.
, gamblers can vent their violent emotions while gambling and find a balance between humans and animals.
It is actually very easy to distinguish the characteristics of the two boxers. One has a bald head, and the other has a pot lid on top of his head. It is a very nostalgic cowherd boy style. As for the face, which is all bloody, I am afraid that even their parents cannot tell the difference.
Using the body provided by your parents for money is not courage, it is greed.
Those who box are for money, and those who bet on boxing are also for money. Watching two people who are just like you fighting to the death in a metal cage seems to be a kind of abnormal pleasure.
There were footprints all over the empty chairs. Most people would not sit on them. Young Master Tang seemed to have become interested in the boxing match in the cage. His eyes flashed and he quickly squeezed towards the gamblers who were watching. This guy moved forward with both hands.
Tan moved left and right as if swimming breaststroke, forcing the crowd to open a path, turned around and winked at the two people behind him, beckoning them to come over.
Xu Qing was originally not interested in a boxing match of this level, but when he saw his elder brother winking at him, it was difficult to refute his interest. He could only reach out and grab Huo Zhenkang's arm and walked a few steps closer to him. The three of them were already standing there.
When they arrived at the nearest cage, there were a few dissatisfied gamblers beside them who opened their mouths to curse, but Master Tang glared at them and obediently swallowed the curse words that came to his lips. This guy had killed a lot of people, and he had so much
His butt was as murderous and cold as a knife, and ordinary people really didn't dare to look at him.
The three of them had just stood up, and the boxing match in the metal cage had already decided the winner. The bald boxer poked two fingers into the navel of the pothead, pulled out a bloody intestine, and knocked his opponent unconscious from the pain on the spot.
A game also came to an end. The gamblers who had won the money happily ran to redeem their prizes with the small tickets in their hands. The losers cursed a few times and took out the banknotes from their pockets to prepare for the next game.
Four big-bodied staff came over and opened the cage door on one side. Two walked over and lifted the pot lid head off, which was fainting from pain. There was a twisted blood trail along the way. Two more stepped forward to help the weak one.
Bald.
Black boxers go all out when fighting, especially when two boxers of similar strength consume a huge amount of physical energy regardless of victory or defeat. There is an old saying that goes well, at the end of a strong crossbow, the arrow cannot penetrate Lu Zhen; at the end of the charging wind,
, strength cannot make a feather fall. Now even an ordinary strong man can easily knock down the fierce boxer just now, and the bald man has now become a puddle of mud.
"Everyone, the next game is the inland tiger tiger versus the Arabian ghoul. This will be a thrilling final showdown. The tiger tiger has sharp teeth and claws, and the ghoul is extremely tough. The game will be held in five minutes.
Please bet enthusiastically, the odds are six to one, the opportunity to make money is here, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and place your bets!"
An enthusiastic drake's voice came from the ceiling. Looking up, you can see several rows of speaker holes on it. I don't know if it's the guy who can't be seen hiding in the corner and screaming. This voice is like scrubbing the toilet with a blunt instrument.
Xu Qing originally had no interest in such a bloody boxing match. He also knew that boxing gambling was too controllable. As long as the casino was willing, it could completely manipulate the gamblers into applause. When he looked back, he saw that pattern
The casino manager who caught the tiger was standing not far behind. It seemed that this guy was determined to prevent them from winning any money. If they bet on a boxing match now, the losers would definitely become winners.
Young Master Tang seemed to have read through Xu Qing's thoughts. He reached out and hugged his shoulders, biting his ear and said: "Let's bet on a boxing match. Whoever you want to win can win with your acupuncture skills."
, the little tiger wins six times, and if I lose tens of millions, I won’t believe that the big tiger won’t take the bait.”
Xu Qing wrinkled his nose and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, you deliberately found a good position just to let me play tricks on you, right? Didn't you see that there is a guy behind you looking at you? Let's bet that guy will definitely cause trouble. When the time comes,
If you let that little tiger come on stage, he might even have a seizure."
Young Master Tang smiled evilly and said: "Don't be afraid of this. Generally, the ones with high odds are the unpopular ones. The little tiger is definitely not as strong as some ghoul. I will help you cover up and let them steal the chicken but lose the rice."
Xu Qing smiled nonchalantly and said, "Okay, before you want to place a bet, you have to look at the boxer's appearance. It would be too obvious if the little tiger looks like a sick cat."
Before he finished speaking, the drake voice above his head shouted excitedly: "We have the invincible Arab ghouls below!" A burst of exciting music sounded, which turned out to be the "March of the First Armored Division". Accompanied by the music,
The sound of heavy footsteps came closer and closer.
Xu Qing frowned and turned around to look. The corner of his mouth twitched. "Ghoul, this nickname is not for nothing. This man's skin is brown and black, and he is walking quickly towards the cage with his broad back hunched over. You can see
By the time he was bald, his hands dropped to the ground when he walked. The weirdest thing was his face, as if he had been splashed with sulfuric acid and beaten with a stick for several days. It was covered with tumors the size of glutinous rice balls, and he was still a
A hare lip without surgery, without any discrimination, looks a bit like a Predator in a science fiction movie.
"We have a ferocious and strong little tiger down here!" The drake drawled a long voice, and a young man emerged from the lounge not far away. He was strong but not tall, and his young face had a bit of resoluteness.
Where have I seen this little tiger cub?
"Paralyzed, how come it's Liu Xiaohu!" Young Master Tang's eyes flashed and he recognized the young man's identity. He was Blind Zhou's apprentice. He had a crush on the young man's sister before.