By coincidence, the place where Buddy landed happened to be the middle-aged man named Jibur.
"Fake!"
Jibr was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. If his bodyguard hadn't pulled him away in time, he would have been hit.
If a living person weighing several hundred kilograms falls, he may be crushed to death.
Even if he wasn't hit, his body was still wet with broken wine, and his neat suit was covered in Buddy's blood, making him look miserable.
"Damn it! Buddy is a loser!"
"John, bring me some strong men and beat this Chinese boy to death!"
Gibler yelled with an angry face: "He is provoking me. No one in Boston dares to provoke me. How dare he, a Chinese, have the courage!"
"Mr. Gibler, don't worry, this is just the first boxing match."
John smiled flatteringly, and then shouted loudly: "Tang Xuantian, won the first game! Next he will face Hunter!"
A strong boxer jumped into the ring.
"Game start!"
As the whistle sounded, the boxer named Hunter moved left and right. It is easy to see that he has rich fighting experience. By jumping left and right, he can stay agile at all times and can catch the opponent's flaws.
But the problem is.
Tang Ming just stood there casually, with flaws all over his body.
Hunter suddenly moved to the blind spot of Tang Ming's sight, his eyes lit up, and he ran out like a cheetah.
Whoa! Hit it with a fist.
It was originally aimed at the back of Tang Ming's head, but the next moment, a hand appeared on the path where the fist must pass.
"Snapped!"
Hunter felt that his entire arm was out of control. Before he could react, the hand suddenly grabbed his arm and flicked it casually.
"Crack--" His arm was broken, and Hunter was thrown directly out of the ring, and accidentally hit Gibble again.
Bang! Jible finally found a new seat and was smashed to pieces again.
"Grass!"
"You are fucking deliberately looking for trouble!"
Gibral's face was filled with anger.
"have opinions?"
Tang Ming glanced at him lightly and said, "If you have any objections, how about you come up and have a fight with me?"
"You..." Jibr's words were stagnant. He didn't dare to go up and fight.
Not only him, but also other people's expressions became serious at this time.
This Chinese man won again! The same move! "Continue."
Tang Ming spoke calmly.
John also had a smile on his face, as if he saw his $250,000 waving to him.
Next.
Bah! Bah! Bah! Three more boxers were knocked off the ring. Without exception, these people all hit Gibler like human-shaped bombs.
Especially the heavyweight player at the end was kicked away by Tang Ming, and when he was hit, Jibre had no time to dodge.
"Bang!"
The coffee table shattered again, and Jibre let out a shrill scream, and his right leg was directly deformed by the smash.
Many people around were snickering. It was obvious that Tang Xuantian was retaliating against Jibul's previous ridicule.
"Grass!"
"My foot is broken, take me to the hospital quickly!"
Jibre roared angrily and quickly asked the bodyguards to take him out of the field. If he stayed there, he would probably be beaten into a cripple. You must know that almost all of these boxers weighed two to three hundred pounds. Who could bear it?
"Okay, the five arena matches are over."
"Mr. Tang wins everything, five consecutive victories!"
John shouted excitedly.
He got two hundred and fifty thousand US dollars easily, which made him very happy.
"Everyone, have you seen Tang Xuantian's strength before?
The last bet is over, I will open another one now!"
"Let's bet on whether Tang Xuantian can win consecutively in the next twenty-five games!"
John's face glowed red and he said passionately: "Everyone, hurry up and place your bets!"
The scene suddenly became noisy, and everyone took cash and banknotes to the counter to place bets. On the LCD screen at the top of the ring, real-time odds were played.
1 to 23! 1 to 21! 1 to 17... The final odds are fixed at 15 to 1.
The odds are still very exaggerated. After all, winning twenty-five games in a row is too demanding, and no boxer has ever been able to achieve this goal.
No matter how powerful a person is, his physical strength is limited.
If Tang Ming hadn't proven his strength in the previous five arena matches, the odds would have been even more terrifying.
"Okay, let's buy it and leave!"
"The next battle begins!"
John's eyes sparkled. He had just put $50,000 on Tang Ming.
If the bet wins.
He gets $750,000 back! The game begins—"BOOM!"
The boxer on the opposite side only felt his vision blur, and then felt dizzy, and his whole body hit the ground heavily.
One punch KO! "Next!"
Tang Ming said indifferently: "I'm pressed for time, can you ask a few more people to join me?"
Forehead?
How many more people are invited to come together?
Gang fight?
John shook his head quietly: "This is the Elizabeth family's boxing ring. I don't dare to break the rules. Let's do it one by one."
Tang Ming frowned and had no choice but to agree.
Using his strength to deal with these little Luo Luo was almost abusing them, and even a little boring. If it wasn't for the purpose of obtaining the qualifications and information, he wouldn't even bother to come here.
Half an hour later.
When a strong black man fell unconscious on the ring, the whole place was dead silent.
Thirty consecutive wins! This Chinese guy actually accomplished it! And every boxing match was a one-punch knockout, with no extra moves at all! "Oh my God! Who is this Chinese guy?"
"It's so scary, thirty consecutive wins!"
"Is this Chinese Kung Fu?"
"It's amazing. It's said that there used to be a Chinese named Bruce Lee who was very powerful. It seems that Tang Xuantian is even more powerful than Bruce Lee."
"I feel like he hasn't used his full strength until now. He has always been fighting with one hand."
"It's too fierce..." The people in the audience were completely shocked.
"Everyone, Tang Xuantian has won thirty consecutive victories and has obtained the qualifications of a yellow card boxer!"
"And his next opponent will also be a yellow card boxer!"
"Now, he will start a new challenge and prove himself against thirty yellow card boxers. If he wins them all, he will be promoted to a silver medal boxer!"
John smiled as he spoke, and even the corners of his mouth were grinning from ear to ear.
Two bets.
Let him win a million dollars.
This is a total of one million US dollars, which is enough for him to live comfortably in the future and live a luxurious life in the upper class.
"Gentlemen and ladies, hurry up and place your bets!"
"Buy and leave!"
John shouted with a red face. This time, he directly pressed 500,000 yuan on Tang Ming.
The odds came out on the screen.
Pay 0.25 for 1! That’s right, it directly changed to 0.25 for 1. There were too many people who bet on Tang Ming to win, but it was also a lot of newcomers who lost because they didn’t know the truth.
"Game start!"
John waved his hand and announced the start of the arena match.