Fake hero

The audience suddenly fell into a deathly silence. 【 】

Everyone couldn't believe it was true, a thin and small child from Huaxia Kingdom knocked the referee into the air in an instant.Seeing the slightly sunken head of the bald referee and the deformed iron railing, everyone silently calculated the power of this kick in their hearts.

Enough to open mountains of gravel!

Looking at the little boy who turned his head to look at him calmly, Han Jin, who was just thinking about how to torture and kill Chu Tianyang with the most magnificent boxing technique, was completely plunged into fear.It was a fear that he had never experienced before. Han Jin knew that this fear stemmed from his inability to defeat the little yellow-skinned monkey in China before him.

With a strong whip kick, Han Jin was confident that he could also knock the bald head out, but the bald head, which was stunned by Chu Tianyang, hit the iron railing with thick arms, and knocked the iron railing to both sides. Han Jin asked himself what to do Can't do it.

Looking at the bald referee whose head was still stuck in the iron railing, Han Jin felt his legs tremble.

"Han Jin! You damn nigger! God finally sent an emissary to punish you! Haha! The magical boy of Huaxia Kingdom, avenge my daughter! I bet twenty dollars on you!" Just now I was frustrated with myself The drunk man who bet on the wrong person was the first to react and stood on the plastic chair dancing.

Hearing the drunken man trembling with excitement, everyone present seemed to erupt suddenly, cursing, applauding, and booing loudly. . . . , the underground arena that fell silent just now seemed to be blown away by a huge sound wave.

"The game has already started, we will no longer place bets!" The staff at the betting point were covered in sweat, and the swarming crowd almost broke the wooden door outside.In Haiti, the sphere of influence of mercenaries is the safest sphere of influence. Even the most ruthless desperadoes dare not commit crimes within the sphere of influence of mercenaries.Therefore, the betting spots in the underground arena do not have those strict precautionary measures at all, and the betting staff who have worked here for many years have never seen such a crazy crowd, all flocking to the betting spots like they have lost their minds in front of the door.

Before the start of the game, Chu Tianyang's odds had risen to 330 to [-], which was an odds that made everyone crazy!It's just that, except for my boss Ghost Eye and the drunk who gets drunk every day, none of the thousands of people who bet on this kid can win.

But when these gamblers saw the weird scene where the kid knocked down the referee in an instant, they flocked frantically to the betting point.

It's a pity that even if these people smashed the door, cursed loudly, and some even took out daggers from their pockets, it didn't help. No more bets will be accepted.

Seeing the security personnel who quickly assembled outside the betting point, even the angriest and craziest gamblers shut their mouths obediently, and followed the crowd back to the arena.

Although the mercenaries will protect the legitimate interests of every gambler, it does not mean that the mercenaries will allow the gamblers to shout and shout. Every day in the back alleys of Port-au-Prince, two or three of them will be killed by wild cats in the early morning. Dogs gnawed at the unrecognizable corpse.Gamblers who often come here know that these are either people who couldn’t repay the usury and were killed by gangsters, or people who lost control of their emotions in underground casinos and were executed by mercenaries.

"God! I'll get $[-] tonight!" The drunk man yelled at the service staff in the underground ring like crazy: "Get me a bottle of the best whiskey! God has finally appeared! I won't have to Drink that shitty vodka!"

"Damn it! I should have known you weren't looking for any crazy thrills! You cunning fellow!" said the man standing beside Ghost Eye angrily.

"Hehe." Guiyan lit a cigar with a smile, sprayed a puff of thick smoke on the man's face and said, "Who told you not to bet with me?"

The man stood in front of the one-way glass of the VIP room with great interest and asked, "Do you know this child from Huaxia Kingdom?"

Ghost Eye didn't speak, nodded and murmured, "It's this guy who made our devil mercenaries lose so much money."

Hearing Ghost Eye's words, the man's figure shook violently.

"Damn it, who is this bald guy? We are fighting in the ring, what is he doing up here?" Chu Tianyang waved at the still dazed big black man, muttering in his mouth.

Among the audience standing in the front row were those who knew Chinese, and immediately translated Chu Tianyang's words.As more and more people knew what Chu Tianyang said just now, the whole venue fell into silence again.

A little guy who doesn't even know what the referee is, has such a terrifying skill, what is so divine about it?

What is surprising is that Han Jin chose to commit suicide in the end—Han Jin inserted a dagger that had been hidden around his waist directly into his heart, and then leaned against the corner, staring fiercely at him with a hideous expression. Chu Tianyang.

"Damn! You fool! I'm willing to kill you if I give you hundreds of thousands?" Chu Tianyang sighed and stepped off the ring. It's really not worth it.

"Who has the key?" Seeing that the door turned out to be the kind of lock that can only be opened with a code and a key, Chu Tianyang remembered that he still didn't know where the key was.

There was silence in the audience, and a large area of ​​bright red blood under the feet of the big black man was reminding everyone that this guy who couldn't speak the language or even understand what a referee was was actually a devil.

"Damn! He's dumb!" Chu Tianyang walked to the door and kicked the lock that was as big as a palm. With a slap, the lock flew towards the crowd next to him and hit it all at once. He hit the head of an unlucky guy, and the kid passed out without even making a sound.

Chu Tianyang came out, and when he passed by the dead referee, he shook his head regretfully, gestured a cross on his hand and said, "May Brother Su bless you, Amitabha..."

Where Chu Tianyang passed by, all the crowd automatically gave way, and there was no scene where the previous winners were frantically pursued or crazily cursed.Although almost everyone lost money on Chu Tianyang, no one dared to curse. The unlucky referee seemed to be ruined because of a curse that shouldn't be said.In Haiti, the fighters in the underground arena are the kings, the people protected by mercenaries.Ordinary people would deserve death if they provoke such a person.This itself is a world where the weak prey on the strong and the sun is dark. The strong mean to occupy more resources and get more protection, while the weak must either become strong and join the ranks of the strong, or go through every A frightening day.

It was a long time after Chu Tianyang walked out swaggeringly that a little anger was restored in the venue.I heard someone muttering: "This is not in compliance with the regulations! That yellow skin...that Huaxia kid came up and killed the referee first, so he should be sentenced to failure!"

After what he said, the crowd who had given up hope suddenly burst out with enthusiasm and strength. Everyone clamored to find the person in charge of the underground arena. For events like this that violated the regulations, at least they had to put their own If Jin gets back, at worst, he will return half of his gambling money.

In the corner, a pretty girl wearing dark sunglasses stood up slowly, with a faint smile on her lips.

"The person Ruoxi and Patriarch are looking for is really different."

The girl put away the dv in her hand and left the underground ring under the vigilant escort of four bodyguards.