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Chapter 190 A hundred consecutive victories! Gold boxer!

Arena competitions in the Western underground world have a long history.

Since the Middle Ages, many people have relied on boxing to make a living, and wealthy and noble people also like to watch it, and it has slowly spread to this day.

Even the officials turned a blind eye. Over the years, boxers in Western underground ring competitions have developed a level.

Yellow card, silver medal, gold medal.

There are three levels of boxers who advance based on the number of fights and winning rate.

Becoming a gold medal boxer is considered a strong person in the underground world, qualified to participate in boxing championships, and will also be hired by major forces as bodyguards or thugs, which is very popular.

In Boston, the black market bar street controlled by Elizabeth, many people have come unknowingly.

"Have you heard?

There is a Chinese guy who wants to challenge for a hundred consecutive victories tonight!"

"Yes, I heard about it too."

"I have a friend in there. He bet the Chinese guy for a thousand dollars and now he has made a hundred thousand dollars."

"real or fake?

A hundred consecutive wins, is this person a pervert or a robot?"

"It must be true. This is an area controlled by the Elizabeth family. No one dares to mess around."

"If it were true, it would be terrible."

"Hurry up, it's said that I have now reached 70 consecutive victories and have been promoted to a silver medal boxer."

"I also heard that no matter who he fights against, this Chinese can always knock him out with one punch. He is so powerful!"

"..." People at the entrance were talking a lot.

Obviously, the news about the underground boxing ring has spread, and these people were attracted to it.

There was even a steady stream of people coming, and they even had to queue up for the security check at the underground boxing ring.

"Chinese?

A hundred consecutive wins?”

"Could it be Mr. Tang!"

A shirtless young man standing at the corner of the connecting road couldn't help but be shocked after hearing these words.

Xiaodao's face was filled with astonishment. He did not expect Tang Ming to be so domineering and directly challenge for a hundred consecutive victories.

And in a luxury box in the Boston Black Market.

A charming and beautiful woman, wearing silk pajamas, her beautiful face and hot figure are looming, lying lazily on the sofa, with a wine glass swaying in her hand. The bright red liquid in the wine glass is not wine, but blood.

The woman lowered her head and took a sip, her red lips looking even brighter.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The woman spoke calmly.

The gilded door was pushed open, and a handsome young man in a tuxedo walked in and said respectfully: "Lila, there's something wrong over there in the boxing ring."

"oh?"

Lila raised her eyebrows: "Are those werewolves with disgusting smells coming?"

"No, it's not a werewolf, but a Chinese man fighting in the ring, challenging for a hundred consecutive victories. Now he has won more than seventy games in a row."

The young man hesitated and said, "I suspect that this person came here deliberately to cause trouble. I even suspect that he is also a werewolf."

Chinese?

Lila frowned and said in a concentrated voice, "Isn't this person named Tang Xuantian?"

"Um...that's him. Do you know him, Lila?"

The young man's face was full of astonishment.

Lila didn't reply, but her eyes flickered with light.

After a while, she slowly said: "The order is passed on. No one can act without my order. Don't deliberately target this Chinese before he finds out the details."

The young man said anxiously: "But Lila, this man has injured many boxers in the boxing ring. How about I go over and fight with him to test it out?"

"Um?"

Lila's charming eyes suddenly turned bright red, and an extremely violent aura emanated from her body.

"Are you questioning my authority?"

"Jack, you are just a low-blooded person. Are you sure you want to disobey my orders like this?"

Lila's whole body was filled with murderous intent, and her beautiful eyes had completely turned blood red.

A blood pressure spread.

Plop! A young man named Jack collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely: "Lila, I, I didn't mean that. I listen to you and won't mess around."

"That's good. I hope you won't challenge my authority next time."

The blood in Lila's beautiful eyes disappeared, and she waved her little hand: "Go down."

Jack left in fear.

On the sofa, Lila pulled out a piece of information from the coffee table next to her, looked at the text on it, and showed a charming smile with the corner of her mouth slightly raised.

"It's interesting. I made such a big fuss when I first came to Boston, and I have some contact with the Chinese military."

"I wonder if he is from the Chinese military or a mysterious Chinese Qi practitioner..." Lila thought for a moment, then put down the goblet and stood up.

The silk pajamas slipped off her body, revealing her graceful figure like white jade. She walked barefoot to the closet, put on a black evening dress with gold trim, and strolled out of the bedroom.

...underground boxing ring.

The shouts were deafening.

"Tang Xuantian, beat him to death!"

"This is the God of War! He has won eighty-nine consecutive victories, speed up!"

"Hahaha, it's so fun to watch tonight!"

"This is a real man's boxing ring!"

"Punch him quickly and kill him..." The crazy audience roared hysterically, almost all of them roaring with red eyes.

On the ring, opposite Tang Ming, a strong bald man rushed towards him, filled with unparalleled evil aura.

"Boom!"

Tang Ming kicked him out, and the big man screamed, and his whole body fell down the ring. He was already unconscious before he hit the ground.

Boom! The atmosphere in the audience reached its peak again.

Ninety consecutive wins! Ninety consecutive wins! The odds on the LCD screen showed an extremely exaggerated ratio.

Pay 0.035 for 1! Tang Ming was beaten by too many people and won, but unfortunately, he won so many games and never lost once! Ninety consecutive wins, all with one punch and no extra moves.

"Gentlemen and ladies, Tang Xuantian has won ninety consecutive victories. With ten more victories, he will achieve his goal of one hundred consecutive victories and will also be qualified to participate in the competition!"

John blushed and shouted: "This is really crazy. I have been working in underground boxing rings for decades, and this is the first time I have encountered such a situation!"

"Everyone, according to the promotion system, Tang Xuantian is already a gold medal boxer."

"Then next, his opponent will also be a gold medal boxer. The market will be reopened and we will bet on whether he can complete a hundred consecutive victories! If you buy it, everyone should act quickly!"

The words fell to the ground.

Countless people flocked to the betting counter, and many came with suitcases carrying cash to place bets.

Tang Ming frowned slightly and turned to look at John: "Can you speed up the time?

I don’t want to ink anymore.”

"Oh, Mr. Tang Xuantian, look at the current situation. It's such a lively and prosperous time for the boxing ring. Please give us a little more time."

"You also know that it will cost a lot for us to arrange a hundred boxers to fight you, so consider this as a courtesy fee for us."

John's face was flushed, and the smile on his face could not be concealed at all.

He has won a total of five million US dollars from tonight's arena match!


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