my old life

Chapter 2251 The Underground Black Fist
Through the TV screen, I can clearly see the appearance of the two boxers. They both have strong muscles, and they are both 25 or [-] years old.

Their skin colors are different, and the cheers they get are also different, but the only thing they have in common is the cruelty in their eyes!
Mike has already started betting, and the waiter quickly operates on the computer, and one bet is worth [-] US dollars.

For Mike, who just 'earned' tens of millions from the Middle Easterners, this bet is so tiny, it's like a drop in the bucket.

In fact, betting like Mike's is considered real entertainment. It won't hurt your muscles and bones, and it won't affect your normal life, unlike some gamblers who will go bankrupt at every turn...

Judging from Mike's betting situation, he is more inclined to the boxer in blue shorts, a dark-skinned Asian boxer. His opponent is wearing red shorts and is black all over. It looks like an African old black.

Now that the black race has settled down and taken root all over the world, it is no longer possible to judge the nationality from the skin color. It seems that this guy is not too different from the nigger Carlson.

Judging from his stature, Old Hei has the absolute upper hand, and his muscles are easy to get acquainted with, so he must be more durable.

I took a look at the odds on the playlist, and I didn't expect that the odds of Black Monkey were even smaller, and smaller odds mean stronger strength!

"Hawkeye, do you know boxing champion Pacquiao?" Jennifer leaned over and asked, and I immediately shook my head.

"do not know."

"Boxing does not distinguish between nationality and race. Pacquiao is a Filipino. The people here are very good at boxing!"

I nodded and didn't say anything, I know this is interlaced like a mountain, I just don't know anything about it.

I am a person who has always believed in the truth that if you don’t understand, you can’t do it. If you don’t understand anything, you can only screw it up. Tonight, my best choice is to be a spectator.

At 10:30, the boxing match officially started, and there was a referee on the ring, which should not be the kind of unrestricted fighting.

At the beginning of the game, the two people started walking around the ring, staring at each other, they didn't wear gloves, it looked like a fight.

The two of them fought together in an instant, and I was shocked when they made a move!

As soon as the two boxers met, they slammed each other's half body and stomach, and also scratched their hair and twisted their ears... It just refreshed my three views!

In less than a minute, the two hit each other badly, and the black monkey slammed at each other with his knees. The referee next to him had no intention of stopping it.

Lao Hei was strong but couldn't stand the hard blows from his knees. After a few times, his face blossomed, and blood spilled all over the ring.

To me it's not a fight anymore, it's a brawl, everything but the buttonhole is used...

etc!Maybe buttonholes too!
After the two of them scuffled, Lao Hei's eyeballs were swollen, and he didn't know whether he was blown up or dunked, and blood flowed down.

The shouts at the scene became louder and louder, the loudest of which was that Chinese beat him to death, and the atmosphere of the whole venue also entered a high tide.

I didn't expect the black monkey to overthrow Lao Hei, and I didn't expect either of them to lose or win. I was just shocked by the scene in front of me.

The two fought for a while and were separated by the referee. The black monkey seemed to be seriously injured, and the two sat next to each other for a short rest.

"It looks like he's in good shape today, let's make up 30 KO." Mike waved his hand with a smile, and the waiter in front of the computer immediately placed bets.

The betting and betting situation of all people are displayed on the computer screen, just like the operation interface of the stock, and the amount and options of betting in the private room can be clearly seen.

"Do you want to try Hawkeye? How do you feel?" Mike made an invitation gesture, and the waiter immediately turned his head and waited for me to make a decision.

"I don't know the rules very well yet, so let's read it first." I politely refused, and I still couldn't accept such a thing.

"Jennifer, look at Yoko and the others, they bet heavily on killing that black man." Mike turned his head and said something, and Jennifer immediately went to the computer to watch.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, and there will be no psychological barriers for those who have played it, but I don't want to start it.

If I choose to bet, then I will naturally have a sense of expectation, because it is human instinct to expect the outcome.

Soon the second round began, and the two fists clashed like old punches, and there was no skill at all in beating each other fiercely.

I smoked a cigarette and looked at the TV screen quietly. In the picture, I could see gamblers shouting around. They looked desperate with red eyes, as if they wanted to go on stage and tear people apart.

Here is an ante of [-] U.S. dollars. The gamblers who can come here are naturally unusual, but these people don't look like they can make a bet of [-] U.S. dollars.

"Jennifer, where did these people around the ring come from? They also bet $[-]?"

"Private rooms start at [-] US dollars, and those people can place bets casually, and they can bet on anything from hundreds to thousands."

"Why didn't I see them in the villa?"

"These people come in from the other side, which is supposed to be a casino ... where we live has easy access."

"I see." I thought to myself, how can there be so many people betting, if everyone puts [-] US dollars as an ante, how much will it cost?

From the side, this casino is not limited to small-scale betting. Those who dare to do business openly are not afraid of being investigated. It is estimated that they have a very strong background in the local area.

The boxing match was going on fiercely, and from time to time, people would enter the venue, and once they entered the door, they would gather around the ring to watch.

"What are they holding?" I asked curiously, and there was a white ticket in the hands of those people.

"That's the ticket stub for betting. Entering the venue and betting more than [-] is free of charge, otherwise you will be charged for going out."

"If you only bring 200 yuan here, how can you get out if you lose it all?" I asked with a smile, because this is an obvious loophole!
"This is about the casino, and I don't know." Jennifer waved her hand to express that she didn't know. In fact, I didn't understand what was going on.

"If you don't have money, you can let them participate in the cage survival competition. If you win, you will get a bonus." Mike said suddenly, and my heart was slightly shocked!
It turns out that gamblers do not exist here. If there are not enough tickets, they will be sent to the iron cage. It is estimated that few gamblers dare to come to the white wolf with nothing...

etc!May I ask is there anything in this world that gamblers dare not do?
Gambling can't cause too serious consequences, but gambling can lead to very serious consequences, even death!

Suddenly the two boxers on the ring knocked down the ring, and started a fierce confrontation just below the ring, and the referee didn't have any intention to stop it.

All of a sudden, those who watched the excitement around started rushing to help, and most of them beat black monkeys, and they were beaten to death.

The black monkey who had the upper hand capsized in the gutter, he was carried to the boxing ring by Lao Hei, and he was beaten fiercely, followed by a powerful hug and throw!

The black monkey's head hit the ground heavily, and the whole body lay on the ground and crawled out, but the strong old Hei didn't have any intention of stopping!
I watched as Lao Hei jumped up and stomped on the black monkey's chest fiercely, crushing his chest flat in a few strokes, and then pulled up and directly strangled his neck.

Immediately there was a burst of cheers from around, and Lao Hei carried the dead black monkey on his shoulder and shouted, as if he had killed a prey...

"Hehehe." Mike smiled softly, as if he didn't expect this kind of result, the black monkey was beaten to the ground by the audience!

If it hadn't been for Hei Houzi being beaten up by more than a dozen people under the boxing ring just now, it is estimated that Old Hei would definitely not be able to beat him...

The boxing match had already been decided, but the black monkey who had the upper hand failed to have the last laugh, and died directly on the ring.

Death here does not bring people fear, but instead becomes the fun and excitement that people pursue. I am particularly touched by this scene.

This result was unexpected. Now no one can say that the boxing match was faked, because how can it be faked when everyone is dead?

Less than half an hour before and after a boxing match, all bets were decided on the outcome, the odds of this boxing match are extremely deceptive!
In fact, no one will agree to fake punches when it is a matter of life and death. It can be seen that the black monkey does not want to die... It is a pity that time cannot be turned back, and life cannot be regretted.

Immediately after a boxing match, someone cleaned up, and the blood stains were wiped off all the more coquettishly, and then it was as if nothing had happened.

There is still an hour until the next dog fight, but this is just enough time for people to rest, and to put it bluntly, to start thinking about the next betting.

(End of this chapter)