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Mingxuan Private Club.

This private club is located in the outskirts of Rongcheng, not a short distance from the urban area, so it is not a good location, and it does not meet the usual positioning of private clubs. After all, the people targeted by private clubs are all pyramid towers Top figures, if not in a private club in the city center, how to reflect the dignity of these pyramid top figures?

If you think so, you are wrong. This seemingly ordinary five-story building is definitely the number one private club in Rong Province. Almost everyone in Rong Province knows the name of this private club. The boss's strength is beyond the sky, which is why he still stands firm in the repeated raids.

Of course, most people only know that the boss is awesome, but they don't know who the boss is.

And in the office on the fifth floor of the private club, Zhao Zhirong sat in his seat with a smile on his face. According to the latest news, Yang Xie has already left for Guangdong.

"Tiger" guaranteed himself that he would definitely kill Yang Xie, and that's right, with Tiger's reputation abroad and the bombs he accidentally "lost", there must be no problem, right? ?

Thinking that Yang Xie will completely disappear from his sight from now on, Zhao Zhirong felt indescribably happy. No, although the news hasn't come back specifically, Zhao Zhirong has already begun to feel a little bit uncontrollable.

He had never been so unsteady before, but today he really didn't want to wait any longer, so he called the manager of the clubhouse and asked him to organize a boxing match tonight. Maximize, but who cares?

What Zhao Zhirong wanted to do was to release such a news to the whole Rong province!

——I, Zhao Zhirong, are back again!

Although Yang Xie's death will definitely cause an uproar~, but they can't find any evidence on their side, at most it's just a few verbal manipulations, maybe they will offend a big boss because of a dead person ?

joke!

The young and old in Rongcheng, who had nothing to do, became excited to a certain extent after receiving a piece of news. A few days ago, although the private club of Mingxuan was still open, it was ultimately uninteresting. The underground black boxing that made people's blood boil is closed. According to rumors, the boss of Mingxuan has offended some big shots.

However, this should be all rumors, otherwise, why did this underground black boxing start again not long after?The previous rectification must be for a better carnival in the future, right?

Autumn is high and crisp, and it is a good time to have fun, so after dinner, these young and old gathered together and headed towards the private club of Mingxuan.

What Yang Xie wanted to play was to smash the field, and naturally he would not wait until the field was set up to smash it, so he waited patiently until the night before bringing Liu Dingtao and Lao Ma here, while Lao Yan and Tong Qian were Yang Xie arranged to join the Black Flame Gang, and let them come over after buying a villa.

Although the private club is membership-based, it is not difficult for Yang Xie. After making a phone call, Zeng Dafa sent someone to bring the membership card, and Yang Xie and the three walked in directly. Palace style is the first impression.

Stepping into the gate, a set of resplendent and resplendent imitation Jinluan Palace is impressive, rich and powerful, and many valuable rosewood screens, ornaments and other collections have become scenery everywhere.

Yang Xie couldn't help shaking his head, this Zhao Zhirong is indeed a strong backer, under the current situation, he still commits crimes against the wind, such a luxurious decoration, I'm afraid it will make countless big officials smack their tongues?

Private space, elegant atmosphere, this Mingxuan private club really has his own set, Yang Xie walked around and nodded, such a private club is worth a lot of money, right?

If he was smashed, would Zhao Zhirong feel distressed?

Seeing the thoughtful expression on Yang Xie's face, Liu Dingtao couldn't help but whispered: "Boss, smash it?"

"Not in a hurry, it's not yet time." Yang Xie said with a smile, although Yang Xie knew that Zhao Zhirong had arranged for the killer, but he didn't have any obvious evidence. If he ruined Zhao Zhirong's situation like this, I'm afraid he Crying about it will attract some people's sympathy.

Why bother?

Yang Xie has already inquired about it. This underground black boxing arena is not located on the ground, but underground. It can be regarded as a veritable "underground" boxing arena.

The three of Yang Xie walked to the elevator, and there was a special elevator lady who asked with a smile: "Sir, which floor do you want to go to? The second floor is the spa, the third floor is entertainment, and the fourth floor is the bar."

"Let's go downstairs." Yang Xie made a downward gesture with a smile, and the elevator lady who was wearing a cheongsam with a slit reaching her thigh immediately understood and pressed down on the negative floor.

After getting out of the elevator, even Liu Dingtao, who has seen a lot of the world, couldn't help being speechless. He was able to create such a large underground place in the city. The owner of this clubhouse is quite energetic, but any amount of energy is useless. He annoyed the boss, and in the end he could only die!

The underground boxing arena has a size of a thousand square meters, and rows of steel frames are fixed above it. Countless lights are hung on it, illuminating the entire boxing arena. In the center is a ring that is one meter above the ground. The whole body is made of unknown metal, surrounded by round columns, and the surrounding rope is an iron chain with a dark red luster.

"Boss, someone died in this arena."

Liu Dingtao approached Yang Xie's ear and said something in a low voice, but he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. The boss is not an ordinary person, and the number of times he saw blood is probably comparable to his own. Is it necessary for him to talk more?

Yang Xie nodded, looking around, he has "Book of Changes", so he can naturally see that there is a trace of evil spirit lingering in it, but because there are so many people here, and the people on the ring are all people with sufficient energy and blood , but it is impossible to form such a stream as a ghost.

There are already quite a few people sitting in the semi-circular stands around, some of them are reading some small books in their hands, some are laughing loudly there, and there are many people calling for friends, waiting for Yang After Xie found a seat and sat down, a waiter handed over a booklet.

Yang Xie flipped through it casually, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. This booklet contains the information of the three games tonight. Every player who participated in the game has information, whether it is photos, areas they are good at, or their respective winning percentages. Yes, and viewers can then place bets based on this information.

This Zhao Zhirong really "makes money well".

Yang Xie casually flipped through a few pages and threw the materials aside. He didn't come to watch the game. As more and more people took their seats, the lights dimmed suddenly, and then several rows of spotlights hung on it turned on. All photos were taken on the ring, a young man in a suit walked up, bowed to everyone, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Mingxuan, I am today's host, first of all I Announce the rules of this boxing match."

"There are still rules?"

"Rules? Aren't there no rules for rules?"

Some people shouted in displeasure, they came here to watch the boxing match, and what they saw was a heartbeat. If this place was bound by terms and conditions like an international competition, who would watch it?

It seemed that he had already guessed the reaction of the audience below, and the host did not explain, but continued: "The rule of this boxing match is that the use of cold weapons is allowed!"

wow...

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