Chapter 962 Using the vaginal foot in an aboveboard manner
"Boss, I am blind to the mountains. You don't remember the faults of villains. Don't be as knowledgeable as me."
Zhang Jicong went to sign up for Li Er's warm-up match, only to find out that the opponent was Tornado Kick, who was well-known in the underground boxing circle.
"Okay, I'll give you a late-night massage tonight, please." Li Er said with a generous smile.
"ah--!"
Zhang Jicong's face froze. It wasn't that he was short of money, but he just didn't want to be taken advantage of.
How can you go out with the boss to have fun and have the younger brother foot the bill?
"What, you're not happy?" Li Eryi slapped Zhang Jicong on the shoulder.
"Tsk——!" Zhang Jicong grinned in pain.
"Yes, yes, it would be an honor for me to ask the boss to come out and do the rounds." Zhang Jicong said quickly.
"That's pretty much it." Li Er nodded with satisfaction: "Tell me about your opponent's intelligence!"
Although Li Er feels that he is invincible one on one, he is not him now, so it is still necessary to know the information about his opponent.
There is nothing wrong with being humble.
"Your opponent's name is Boren. He's from Thailand. Don't look at this kid. He's dark and skinny. He's been practicing Muay Thai for more than ten years. He's best at elbows and knees. He has a move to hold him up and down, and a move to land in the air.
Flying kick is the ultimate move." Zhang Jicong analyzed Li Er seriously.
"By the way, boss, do you have confidence?" Zhang Jicong asked quietly after finishing speaking.
"What? You want me to lose?" Li Er felt happy when he saw Zhang Jicong's expression.
"Ah, haha!" Zhang Jicong laughed twice awkwardly.
"I'm not thinking that if I lose, I can make some money as a consolation prize!"
As soon as Zhang Jicong finished speaking, Li Er grabbed his shoulder joint with his claws.
"Ah! It hurts. Boss, I was wrong. I bought you to win. I bought you to KO the Thai guy in five minutes." Zhang Jicong was so painful that he burst into tears.
There are no rules in underground boxing matches, there is no concern about life or death, and there are no protective gears. Li Er's opponent, Bo Ren, wrapped a bracelet around his palm.
Zhang Jicong was about to ask Li Er if he wanted boxing gloves, but Li Er had already jumped off the boxing ring with his bare hands.
"Are you so confident?" Zhang Jicong murmured in a low voice.
He kind of wants to buy Li Er to win.
To be honest, Li Er really missed this kind of one-on-one collision. The guy he collided with last time seemed to be stuck to the wall.
"What are the odds?" Matilda came over and asked.
"You pay one for one, I didn't expect that the boss is so strong. This Thai guy is very famous, but Chen Xin just refused to change the odds." Zhang Jicong said very unhappily.
"There is a brown paper bag in the trunk of my car. There is one million in it. If you buy it all, we will win." Matilda said quickly.
"Okay!" Zhang Jicong's eyes lit up.
He doesn't believe Li Er, but he believes Matilda!
The boss has already bought one million. As a younger brother, it is unforgivable for me to buy more than ten or two hundred thousand without going bankrupt!
"Get out of the way, just put the bets of several thousand dollars over there."
Zhang Jicong held more than one million yuan in his hand and spoke very forcefully.
"Congzi, you are causing trouble, aren't you!" a guy in a brown suit shouted.
"Brother Haoqiang, you don't welcome me. I'm not very happy to hear that." Zhang Jicong carries a huge sum of money and speaks very forcefully.
"I placed the bet."
"How much?" Ma Haoqiang said angrily.
"One hundred, no, one hundred and twenty."
Zhang Jicong took this game too seriously and took out all the 200,000 yuan from his family.
"Brother Cong, is this so stable? Add me fifty thousand yuan!" the fat bald man said in a low voice.
"Okay -! That's 1.25 million." Zhang Jicong smiled even more arrogantly.
Ma Haoqiang was stunned.
It's not that no one has made such a big bet, it's just that he knows Zhang Jicong, a lowly gangster, and it would be great to have thirty to fifty thousand with him.
"Don't play tricks, I only accept cash, you can't afford it." Ma Haoqiang warned.
Zhang Jicong threw the money directly on the table.
"Come with cash, win cash and go, bully anyone as if you don't understand the rules."
Zhang Jicong said loudly: "Buy all of them to win my boss's whirlwind legs."
When Ma Haoqiang saw that Zhang Jicong really had so much money, he quickly asked his men to add some money to issue the tickets.
"So confident?" Ma Haoqiang pulled Zhang Jicong aside and asked in a low voice.
It is true that he is a bookmaker, but if there is inside information, he must adjust the odds in time.
"You're sure to win, just wait and lose money!" Zhang Jicong curled his lips arrogantly.
"Is it true?"
Ma Haoqiang glanced at Zhang Jicong to express doubt.
It's not like he has never seen Zhang Guanli boxing before. The opponent's skills are indeed good, but he is too weak. He cannot defeat the opponent in the first five minutes, and most of them will lose.
"More real than pearls!" Zhang Jicong said this and turned around to leave.
Ma Haoqiang frowned, maybe he was on drugs.
Of course, illegal drugs can be used in underground boxing matches. As long as you are not afraid of death, there is no problem in eating illegal drugs.
Ma Haoqiang was finally bluffed by Zhang Jicong, and he quickly changed the odds of Li Er vs. Thai guy to 1.5 to 1.
"There is something fishy about suddenly adjusting the odds near the start of the game!"
A very harsh voice sounded beside Zhang Jicong and the fat bald man.
"Oh——! What do you have in mind?" the fat bald man asked with his pig-headed face shaking.
"The odds were suddenly adjusted from the original 1 to 1 to 1.5 to 1. It is obvious that even the bookmaker has no confidence in the Thai guy."
Chen Bailu said and found a more tenable reason for himself.
"Besides, I'm still Chinese, and it's unacceptable for human nature to not support myself."
Chen Bailu took out two thousand yuan with a patriotic light on his face.
He planned to reap a wave of admiring looks, but found that the two guys in front of him were looking at him with disdain.
"Two thousand yuan is enough to support the Chinese!" Zhang Jicong sneered.
Chen Bailu was stunned.
"Two thousand yuan is not enough. When did the cost of patriotism become so high?"
Zhang Jicong raised the betting ticket in his hand: "Look clearly, it's 1.2 million."
"It's 1.25 million." The fat bald man corrected.
"Oh! Yes, 1.2 million, this is called supporting one's own people."
Chen Bailu's eyes lit up.
Ignoring the cynicism of Zhang Jicong and the fat bald man, he quickly ran to the betting counter.
"Ten thousand, buy all of them to win the whirlwind leg."
Chen Bailu took out the last of his wealth hidden in his shoes.
"The odds have been adjusted to 1.5 to 1!" Ma Haoqiang reminded.
"I know, hurry up and issue the ticket, don't affect my winnings." Chen Bailu cursed.
Ma Haoqiang gritted his back teeth. He knew Chen Bailu and knew that this guy was a police officer in the anti-gang group, so he couldn't afford to offend him.
Of course, he also knew that Chen Bailu was a gambler and had a good reputation, so he was not worried that the other party was here to cause trouble.
The other side.
Matilda has discovered the target person among the gamblers: Beckman.
This foreign devil was holding a good-looking woman in his arms and looking at the field.
Li Er and Thai boxer Bo Ren in the field have already started fighting.
"drink--!"
Bo Ren was the first to attack, with a sharp jab straight into Li Er's face, very fast.
The gamblers who had placed heavy bets on Li Erying were shocked, but they could not be knocked down with just one punch.
Naturally, it is impossible for Li Er to be hit by Bo Ren. His face is fake, and it is very likely that his face will be deformed if he is hit.
"middle--!"
Li Er kicked Bo Ren in the lower body with his vaginal leg.
If this were a regular boxing match, this kind of move would definitely not be allowed, but in underground boxing matches it is common, with people inserting noses and gouging out eyes.
Not wanting to be kicked by Li Er, Bo Ren gave up his jab attack and stepped aside.
