through the dark road
Chapter 679 Black Fist
Chapter 679 Black Fist
Hundreds of spectators and bettors gathered at the scene, which was already bustling with people. There was also a very fast voice that kept bombarding the audience through the speakers, and raised the tone from time to time to mobilize the atmosphere of the scene with excited shouts.
The host spoke in English, but because he spoke too fast, Mo Bei could barely tell that he was introducing the results of the players on both sides. Outside the court, there were beauties in sexy clothes holding tablets in their hands, walking through the crowd. , clearly now is the time to place your bets.
The familiar Nick should be a person of considerable status and behaved very gentlemanly. Apart from being surprised by Taseris at the beginning, he did not make any further peeps after that, and even introduced Mo Bei in broken Chinese. Follow some rules here.
The requirements for entering here are not strict, as long as there are regular customers with you, you can get an electronic card here for betting and transferring money, which can also be used as an entry voucher.
Just as he was talking, a woman wearing tube top shorts walked by holding a tablet computer, and her eyes were in contact with the men around her, showing her flirtatious attitude.
Nick called her over, handed over a black card with dark patterns, whispered a few words to her, completed the bet simply and neatly, and stretched out his hand towards Mo Bei to signal that there was a new guest here. .
Mo Bei glanced at the tablet in her hand and saw that Nick's bet amount was [-] rials. Looking at Nick's relaxed and happy look, he felt like he was enjoying a small gamble.
The woman came over, very close to her, and her eyes made no secret of her affection for the opposite sex. However, when she saw the banshee standing beside her, her expression became a little unnatural.
Mo Bei, like Nick, bet [-] rials on the white boxer's side, then took a dark blue card from the woman's hand and put it away without looking at it carefully.
He had already examined the two boxers on the stage, and it was indeed the white Eastern European who was superior.
He only needed to take a few glances to roughly judge a person's ability to control his body through his movements and pace. In addition, both boxers were only wearing a pair of large underpants, so he could see the muscle dynamics particularly intuitively.
What's more important is the state of the white boxer. He is calm and reserved, with a burning gaze. To put it simply, he is holding back a fierceness that will kill you.
Mo Bei is very sensitive to capturing this information. After all, he has the background of an extraordinary strong man. The two people on the stage have some combat prowess, which can be said to be very clear to him.
As soon as the fight started, the black boxer threw a flying knee. After being dodged, he immediately threw his arms back and swung his fist. His fist hit the opponent's ear and almost hit him in the back of the head.
The highlight of this kind of black boxing is that it is extremely dirty, extremely violent, without any scruples, and there is no referee. The blood stains on the table cannot be washed away, and mottled dark red can be seen everywhere.
After just a few rounds of fighting, the white man's face was already wrinkled and his nose was bleeding. He seemed a little unable to withstand the black man's crazy offensive.
But in the next moment, he braced himself with a whip kick and hit the opponent's neck with a punch. Taking advantage of the opponent's stiffness and unstable center of gravity, he directly fell down and made a few more punches, knocking him out.
Nick laughed and high-fived Mo Bei. The odds of 2.6 made both of them a small profit.
The black man was carried away after first aid measures, and his injuries were not serious.
The table was briefly wiped, and not long after, two more boxers came up, and they turned out to be two women.
The atmosphere at the scene became more and more heated because of these two female boxers. Some people didn't know whether they had won money or were more interested in watching women fight. They called them crazy.
The two female boxers are both white. One has full braided hair tied behind her head, while the other has short hair and even her eyebrows are dyed white.
Mo Bei looked at it and bet all the money he had just won on the white-haired short-inch side.
Nick smiled and shook his head, saying that the braided girl rarely lost and was very powerful, and then he bet [-] rials.
Mo Bei didn't take it seriously and waited for the show to begin.
The girl with the braided hair did indeed show an extremely strong performance at the beginning, with jabs and leg sweeps succeeding one after another. However, the white-haired short-inch girl quickly created an opportunity to attack, and the exchange between the two parties turned into a tangle.
This was obviously a deliberate move by Kuang Cun. It seemed that he had worked hard on his floor skills. After some entanglement, he freed his hands and tried to perform a naked choke.
Unexpectedly, the braided girl gave up on unlocking it at this moment, reached out and hooked the other person's pants and pulled them off, giving the other person a chance to have sex.The spectators outside the venue were instantly excited, and even the host was booing and screaming.
Probably because he felt his butt was cold, the strength of the short-cropped hand relaxed a little. After being freed, he received two elbows. He quickly rolled and kicked to distance himself from the opponent, stood up and pulled up his pants, his eyes became more fierce.
Mo Bei was also stunned and speechless for a while.
Is this how Nimahan’s defeat came about? ?
The next moment, the two women were fighting again, attacking each other's vital points wildly, both of them were blushing.
As expected, the short-haired one was better at this kind of fighting. He hit her with his knees and gave her a strong push on the opponent's crotch. Then he hit her with an uppercut and knocked the braided girl's teeth away. He pinned her down and beat her several times. Fist to vent the hatred in your heart.
Nick tilted his head dejectedly, said a long "Oh", and then smiled and patted Mo Bei's arm repeatedly to express his congratulations.
The odds of 5.1 made Mobeikali's amount directly exceed 40 rials, and I felt that the cost of this trip was more than enough.
The banshee was speechless.
That's it?
What's the point of fighting at this level? . .Is it just to watch someone take off their pants?
Next up was a Hispanic boxer, and on the other side was an Asian. He had squinted triangular eyes, a big face with protruding cheekbones, and his facial features should be like a stick. His expression and movements were extremely arrogant.
When Mo Bei asked, he was really good at it, and his winning rate was quite high.
The stickmen are notoriously dirty whether they are boxing or other competitions, and they are even more at home in this environment, where their racial talents can be fully utilized.
As soon as I started betting, the odds began to tilt rapidly, and finally reached 9.5. It seemed that the Hispanic boxer was indeed not favored.
Mo Bei saw the stick swaying around on the field, which was really unpleasant to his eyes, and he didn't want to bet on this stupid thing. He looked at the odds and decisively bet all the money on the card on the Hispanic.
This move made Nick's eyes widen, but Mo Bei smiled and waved his hand:
"It's okay! I'm just having fun!"
This is why Nick took the initiative to make friends. From the beginning, he felt that the aura exuding from Mo Bei was very unusual. Now it seems that he was really right.
When the fight started on the field, the stick boxer was indeed arrogant. He had the upper hand right after the fight. He also had the intention of teasing, deliberately using his movements and expressions to mess with the opponent's mentality.
His opponent was not in vain, he dealt with it calmly, but he was overwhelmed in terms of strength and momentum.
Mo Bei didn't want his money to go down the drain, so he silently paid attention to the changes in the situation on the field. The moment the stick boxer launched his attack, he suddenly released a mysterious energy, locking it in like a sharp needle.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and no one noticed that the stick's pupils suddenly dilated, and there was a lag after the punch.
In his senses, he felt like he was surrounded by countless murderous demons. The momentary illusion made his heart skip a beat, and the strong sense of fear made him sweat.
What followed was a strong shock and dizziness. Because he failed to keep up with the follow-up movements, he was hit in the face by the Hispanic boxer's punch. However, this guy's ability to resist the blow was not bad. He only staggered and relied on his body instinct. He retreated to distance himself and began to wander around the field, trying to delay time to adjust his condition.
The opponent would never let him get what he wanted. He would seize this opportunity and pursue him fiercely. After knocking down the stick, he showed no martial ethics and gave him a flying kick in the face, ending the battle.
(End of this chapter)
Hundreds of spectators and bettors gathered at the scene, which was already bustling with people. There was also a very fast voice that kept bombarding the audience through the speakers, and raised the tone from time to time to mobilize the atmosphere of the scene with excited shouts.
The host spoke in English, but because he spoke too fast, Mo Bei could barely tell that he was introducing the results of the players on both sides. Outside the court, there were beauties in sexy clothes holding tablets in their hands, walking through the crowd. , clearly now is the time to place your bets.
The familiar Nick should be a person of considerable status and behaved very gentlemanly. Apart from being surprised by Taseris at the beginning, he did not make any further peeps after that, and even introduced Mo Bei in broken Chinese. Follow some rules here.
The requirements for entering here are not strict, as long as there are regular customers with you, you can get an electronic card here for betting and transferring money, which can also be used as an entry voucher.
Just as he was talking, a woman wearing tube top shorts walked by holding a tablet computer, and her eyes were in contact with the men around her, showing her flirtatious attitude.
Nick called her over, handed over a black card with dark patterns, whispered a few words to her, completed the bet simply and neatly, and stretched out his hand towards Mo Bei to signal that there was a new guest here. .
Mo Bei glanced at the tablet in her hand and saw that Nick's bet amount was [-] rials. Looking at Nick's relaxed and happy look, he felt like he was enjoying a small gamble.
The woman came over, very close to her, and her eyes made no secret of her affection for the opposite sex. However, when she saw the banshee standing beside her, her expression became a little unnatural.
Mo Bei, like Nick, bet [-] rials on the white boxer's side, then took a dark blue card from the woman's hand and put it away without looking at it carefully.
He had already examined the two boxers on the stage, and it was indeed the white Eastern European who was superior.
He only needed to take a few glances to roughly judge a person's ability to control his body through his movements and pace. In addition, both boxers were only wearing a pair of large underpants, so he could see the muscle dynamics particularly intuitively.
What's more important is the state of the white boxer. He is calm and reserved, with a burning gaze. To put it simply, he is holding back a fierceness that will kill you.
Mo Bei is very sensitive to capturing this information. After all, he has the background of an extraordinary strong man. The two people on the stage have some combat prowess, which can be said to be very clear to him.
As soon as the fight started, the black boxer threw a flying knee. After being dodged, he immediately threw his arms back and swung his fist. His fist hit the opponent's ear and almost hit him in the back of the head.
The highlight of this kind of black boxing is that it is extremely dirty, extremely violent, without any scruples, and there is no referee. The blood stains on the table cannot be washed away, and mottled dark red can be seen everywhere.
After just a few rounds of fighting, the white man's face was already wrinkled and his nose was bleeding. He seemed a little unable to withstand the black man's crazy offensive.
But in the next moment, he braced himself with a whip kick and hit the opponent's neck with a punch. Taking advantage of the opponent's stiffness and unstable center of gravity, he directly fell down and made a few more punches, knocking him out.
Nick laughed and high-fived Mo Bei. The odds of 2.6 made both of them a small profit.
The black man was carried away after first aid measures, and his injuries were not serious.
The table was briefly wiped, and not long after, two more boxers came up, and they turned out to be two women.
The atmosphere at the scene became more and more heated because of these two female boxers. Some people didn't know whether they had won money or were more interested in watching women fight. They called them crazy.
The two female boxers are both white. One has full braided hair tied behind her head, while the other has short hair and even her eyebrows are dyed white.
Mo Bei looked at it and bet all the money he had just won on the white-haired short-inch side.
Nick smiled and shook his head, saying that the braided girl rarely lost and was very powerful, and then he bet [-] rials.
Mo Bei didn't take it seriously and waited for the show to begin.
The girl with the braided hair did indeed show an extremely strong performance at the beginning, with jabs and leg sweeps succeeding one after another. However, the white-haired short-inch girl quickly created an opportunity to attack, and the exchange between the two parties turned into a tangle.
This was obviously a deliberate move by Kuang Cun. It seemed that he had worked hard on his floor skills. After some entanglement, he freed his hands and tried to perform a naked choke.
Unexpectedly, the braided girl gave up on unlocking it at this moment, reached out and hooked the other person's pants and pulled them off, giving the other person a chance to have sex.The spectators outside the venue were instantly excited, and even the host was booing and screaming.
Probably because he felt his butt was cold, the strength of the short-cropped hand relaxed a little. After being freed, he received two elbows. He quickly rolled and kicked to distance himself from the opponent, stood up and pulled up his pants, his eyes became more fierce.
Mo Bei was also stunned and speechless for a while.
Is this how Nimahan’s defeat came about? ?
The next moment, the two women were fighting again, attacking each other's vital points wildly, both of them were blushing.
As expected, the short-haired one was better at this kind of fighting. He hit her with his knees and gave her a strong push on the opponent's crotch. Then he hit her with an uppercut and knocked the braided girl's teeth away. He pinned her down and beat her several times. Fist to vent the hatred in your heart.
Nick tilted his head dejectedly, said a long "Oh", and then smiled and patted Mo Bei's arm repeatedly to express his congratulations.
The odds of 5.1 made Mobeikali's amount directly exceed 40 rials, and I felt that the cost of this trip was more than enough.
The banshee was speechless.
That's it?
What's the point of fighting at this level? . .Is it just to watch someone take off their pants?
Next up was a Hispanic boxer, and on the other side was an Asian. He had squinted triangular eyes, a big face with protruding cheekbones, and his facial features should be like a stick. His expression and movements were extremely arrogant.
When Mo Bei asked, he was really good at it, and his winning rate was quite high.
The stickmen are notoriously dirty whether they are boxing or other competitions, and they are even more at home in this environment, where their racial talents can be fully utilized.
As soon as I started betting, the odds began to tilt rapidly, and finally reached 9.5. It seemed that the Hispanic boxer was indeed not favored.
Mo Bei saw the stick swaying around on the field, which was really unpleasant to his eyes, and he didn't want to bet on this stupid thing. He looked at the odds and decisively bet all the money on the card on the Hispanic.
This move made Nick's eyes widen, but Mo Bei smiled and waved his hand:
"It's okay! I'm just having fun!"
This is why Nick took the initiative to make friends. From the beginning, he felt that the aura exuding from Mo Bei was very unusual. Now it seems that he was really right.
When the fight started on the field, the stick boxer was indeed arrogant. He had the upper hand right after the fight. He also had the intention of teasing, deliberately using his movements and expressions to mess with the opponent's mentality.
His opponent was not in vain, he dealt with it calmly, but he was overwhelmed in terms of strength and momentum.
Mo Bei didn't want his money to go down the drain, so he silently paid attention to the changes in the situation on the field. The moment the stick boxer launched his attack, he suddenly released a mysterious energy, locking it in like a sharp needle.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and no one noticed that the stick's pupils suddenly dilated, and there was a lag after the punch.
In his senses, he felt like he was surrounded by countless murderous demons. The momentary illusion made his heart skip a beat, and the strong sense of fear made him sweat.
What followed was a strong shock and dizziness. Because he failed to keep up with the follow-up movements, he was hit in the face by the Hispanic boxer's punch. However, this guy's ability to resist the blow was not bad. He only staggered and relied on his body instinct. He retreated to distance himself and began to wander around the field, trying to delay time to adjust his condition.
The opponent would never let him get what he wanted. He would seize this opportunity and pursue him fiercely. After knocking down the stick, he showed no martial ethics and gave him a flying kick in the face, ending the battle.
(End of this chapter)
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