Son of Heaven

"Haha, well said, this kind of insight is not ordinary. Come here, watch boxing with me." Liang Ziheng laughed, and waved to Liang Chen appreciatively, motioning him to come to his side, and at the same time, he re- Sit back in the chair and continue to watch the boxing leisurely.

Liang Chen didn't speak, just stepped in front of him a few steps, stood there calmly watching the two people in the iron cage continue to fight bloody and bloody.At this moment, the life-and-death struggle in the iron cage is coming to an end, the beast-like roar and the blood are soaring together, one of them has already held down the other's arm, and it has been broken abruptly with a "snap", while waving He punched the boxer on the ground hard on the back of the head, one punch, two punches, three punches... Only when the boxer's neck bone was broken and his head was turned aside, did he sit in a pool of blood and pant heavily. He was paralyzed there, and it was so difficult to even move.

"Have you ever seen a boxing match like this?" Liang Ziheng took a sip of his cigar and exhaled a mellow smoke, without turning his head, he just looked at the two fighters who were dying in the ring, and asked indifferently.

"No, I just heard about it, and I saw it for the first time today." Liang Chen replied calmly, without any panic or fear in his tone.

"Oh, tell me how you feel." Liang Ziheng turned his head to look at Liang Chen with interest, and said with a smile. [

"Cruel, bloody, and violent. People in the iron cage fight each other with their lives, but only to win the applause of those in power or the rich. From ancient beast fighting to today's fighting people, they are alienating people of the same race. When turning into a wild beast or even a meat machine that has nothing to do with oneself, it is a kind of distortion and perversion originating from the primitive darkness in the bottom of my heart. I don't know whether this so-called black boxing competition is the progress or retreat of civilization." Liang Chen Expressed his point of view without hesitation.

In an instant, countless gazes behind him stabbed like needles. Liang Chen knew that as long as Liang Ziheng said a word, he might be torn to pieces by a group of fighters who made a living fighting black fists, but he still wouldn't hide it. His own perception, because he couldn't find a reason why he didn't hate this kind of black boxing match.

Liang Ziheng stopped talking, but turned his head to look at him, his eyes were a little complicated, but surprisingly not angry at all.

After a long while, he smiled lightly and sighed softly, "Hehe, you are right, in fact, I also had the same opinion as you at the beginning, I hate this kind of situation where some people just want to survive and some just for games and excitement." Black boxing, even once I resisted this ugly place, resisted this bloody place full of primitive crimes. And now, I still hate this kind of place. If I have to, I never go to the scene Go to any black boxing match," he said with a sigh.

"But Mr. Liang, you still make a living on this in the end, and you have managed it for half your life, and you have become the elder brother who controls the entire underground black boxing market in J Province." A mocking look flashed across Liang Chen's lips. He really felt ridiculous talking like this, like hearing a criminal chanting "May God forgive my crime" but still cutting the butcher's knife at innocent people. Fake and fake.However, in his heart, he vaguely felt that Liang Ziheng should not be such a person.Otherwise, he wouldn't let the prince and the sixth son go easily.