Late at night, the brightly lit streets of Shenjiang formed a sharp and strong contrast with the scattered stars in the sky.
The famous Qintai Hotel stands in the brightly lit night. Most people don't know that there are three underground floors below the two-storey underground parking lot of this hotel. Of course, the three underground floors are no longer a parking lot.
, but a scaled-down version of the indoor arena that was completely decorated to imitate the ancient Roman arena.
The ring-shaped seats are enough for this venue to accommodate thousands of people at the same time. It is quite difficult to achieve such a large guest capacity in such a space. After all, in addition to the viewing stand, there is also a boxer lounge and a boxer tunnel.
, a special betting table for black boxing, etc...
The match originally scheduled for tonight was cancelled, but Guan Peng still came to this boxing ring that he had worked so hard to build and sat down quietly. Everything here belongs to him. Here, he just wants to have the wind and rain.
The underground emperor of Yu, no one dares to disobey him, no one dares to disobey his orders. He said that whoever cannot survive this night will not see the rising sun tomorrow morning.
Guan Peng has the best underground black boxers in the country in his hands. These people are different from those who focus on practicing Qi and cultivating their state of mind. They focus on pure force. To use an analogy, it is based on the state of mind to protect themselves.
The strength is very balanced in all aspects, just like the power of Demacia or Iron Man in LOL. The black boxer is all about force, like the dark sword demon and the unparalleled swordswoman.
Although this metaphor is not appropriate, it roughly means the same thing. Therefore, because black boxers do not practice Qi cultivation, they are often not valued by those who practice ancient martial arts. This is why there are often no black boxers in the underground world.
The reason why it became so popular.
After all, black boxers are not suitable for fighting without restraints and rules to a certain extent. Their weapons are their fists, and they have no hidden weapons, swords, daggers or even pistols.
The masters who have appeared in the underground world in recent years, whether it is the Three Emperors or the Seven Kings, are all people with the same mentality as ancient martial arts practitioners. Therefore, the black boxers are gradually ignored little by little, and no one is even willing to admit that they are masters. They just regard them as masters.
They see them as a bunch of clowns.
Of course, this situation is indeed because some clowns have deeply portrayed this consciousness in the eyes of the masters in the underground world. Therefore, even the third-rate masters who are not the opponents of the black boxers at all begin to look down on the strength of the underground black boxers.
Guan Peng has been in charge of the world of black boxers for many years, but no one has ever compared his name with the three emperors of the underground world, no, not even with the seven kings of the underground world. Quite a number of people just
I heard his name once or twice by chance, and then quickly forgot it.
But Guan Peng has never given up on the underground black boxers. He believes that sooner or later, their group will be recognized by the people in the underground world and will be recognized by those who think that the state of mind is the most important thing! The same cannot be said for those who hone their muscles and bones.
Look down!
Finally, the appointed time arrived.
A burly man with short hair knocked on the door and walked in, whispering: "Second brother, Miss Ye is here."
"Then please come in quickly." Guan Peng came to his senses and put out the cigar in his hand in the ashtray.
Ye Fara's voice appeared behind the burly man with short hair and walked slowly towards Guan Peng: "Second brother, long time no see."
Guan Peng, who is thirty-eight years old, looks like he is in his early thirties. He is the second eldest child in the family, and he respects the martial arts saint Guan Yunchang very much. The tattoo on his back of the man with the beautiful beard driving the white horse and furiously wielding the green dragon and the crescent moon sword to kill Yanliang is enough to prove it.
.
So he likes people to call him second brother. Whether they are older or younger than him, as long as they know him a little bit, they will respectfully call him second brother. At this time, Guan Peng will always have a little bit of trouble.
I feel proud and proud, as if I have really become Mr. Guan Er.
"Ye Zi, it's been a long time indeed." Guan Peng smiled slightly: "I've heard a little about your affairs, but I didn't expect it to come out so soon. Haha, the relationship is quite strong. If I have any troubles in the future,
, I hope you won’t sit idly by.”
"Second brother is joking. If it's something that even second brother can't resolve, what kind of virtue can a little girl have?" Ye Fara smiled slightly: "Second brother, let's not say so many polite words, right? I can't.
Just say it straight."
Guan Peng's face showed no emotion at all, and he said calmly: "Don't worry, we can talk slowly. It's still early, isn't it?"
For the underground black boxing matches that start late at night and early in the morning every day, the time is indeed very early, but for normal people, twelve o'clock is already not early. However, this is other people's territory, and Ye Fara also
It was hard to say anything, so she smiled and said nothing, wanting to hear what Guan Peng was going to do.
"How about it? You think my place is good." Guan Peng pointed at his miniature version of the "Colosseum" and said proudly.
Ye Fara nodded, still smiling and saying nothing.
"I know that over the years, you people who practice mental state have always looked down on our black boxers. But I still want to say that my black boxers are definitely not weaker than your so-called masters." Guan Peng said: "Sooner or later, one day,
I will let you all know that black boxers are not easy to mess with."
"Second brother, I have never looked down on the black boxers." Ye Fara said: "Those who look down on you are people with no vision. Are you right? I have always respected you, the black boxers.
There are also strong masters."
Hearing that Ye Fara was so good at talking, Guan Peng felt secretly happy, but he changed the subject: "Ye Zi, anyone can say beautiful things. Do you really think so?"
"Of course." Ye Fara was telling the truth.
"Then why do you always reject me?" Guan Peng's expression became serious: "Actually, you just say that, but in a real sense you still have a prejudice against my identity. Do you think that a black boxer is not worthy of you?
.Yes or no?"
Ye Fara sighed helplessly: "Second brother, I remember I told you a long time ago that emotional matters have nothing to do with this. I don't accept you not because you are a black boxer, but because of my feelings."
"I remember what you said at that time. You said that as long as you have feelings, even if you are an ordinary person, you will love without hesitation." Guan Peng said affectionately.
"Yes. I said that." Ye Fara said.
Guan Peng's face darkened: "But in the end, you are still entangled with a master who cultivates the state of mind in the underground world... To put it bluntly, you will never fall in love with ordinary people. Your choice is still the master of cultivating the state of mind! Right?
!”
"This has nothing to do with that!" Ye Fara's voice also became tougher: "Second brother, I didn't come to see you today to tell you this. I just want to ask you one thing. The explosion that happened in my hotel was
You didn’t arrange for someone to do it!”
Guan Peng's eyes met Ye Fara's, but he did not speak.
"Let's think about it before we think about it. I'll give you time." Ye Fara's eyes were firm and she did not allow Guan Peng to avoid or evade this issue at all.