Interpol Mission

"You think so!"

Shi Hansheng was furious.

You son of a bitch, you've got a good plan!

Even want to let the police, help him fight black boxing to make money?

Shi Hansheng's answer, also in the expectation of Wang Zijing, smelled a wave of his hand and said, "then you go! Just as if I didn't say anything... "

"You are special, let Duan Xiaoya go immediately!"

The prince glanced at him with disdain and said, "Shi Hansheng, how can you think of good things? You want to take someone away without making me some money? Did you get that fight for nothing the other day? "

"You country bumpkin from other places, you are so unruly."

"I'll tell you, today, you can do as I say. I'll play two games for me. No matter whether we win or lose, we'll be clear. You take your girlfriend and leave, and the entrance fee will be yours! "

"Don't say I bullied you. The entrance fee here is very high. Win a game, at least 30000. Even if you lose, you get ten thousand. You help me play two games, whether you win or lose, you can take the money to leave. If you win both games, not only will you have 60000 appearance fee, but I will also give you 40000 bonus, totally 100000 yuan, which will be enough for both of you for many years. "

"If you don't do it, I won't force you. Get out of here now."

"If you have the ability, go to the police and see if your colleagues can help you take Duan Xiaoya away!"

"I'll leave it here. I'll let you hear it or not!"

With that, Prince Jing picked up a cigarette and turned to the ring in the distance without looking at Shi Hansheng.

Above the ring, two boxers in shorts and topless are fighting fiercely.

This is not a regular boxing hall, and it is not the rules of boxing. It is free combat. Boxers don't even wear the lightest kind of boxing ring. Apart from a mouthpiece, there are almost no other protective measures.

But the fight did not show any mercy, boxing to the meat, in a moment, someone was injured to see blood.

Those high-end audiences around the ring seem to be used to all this for a long time. They are elated to see it one by one and hit the wonderful place, and the audience makes bursts of cheers and shouts from time to time.

Although these audiences are well-dressed and look like dogs, they are just like "upper class society". Under the stimulation of the most primitive and most savage senses, they have already become "animals". What is the so-called reserve and demeanor?

Of course, there are very few exceptions.

At the moment, about seven or eight seats away from the place where Prince Jingshi Hansheng was, sat a middle-aged man, about forty years old. The appearance is very ordinary, and the figure is not very tall, in short, it is the type that is hard to be noticed in the crowd.

If there is anything different about him, it is that he has a very calm manner. From the beginning to the end, he is sitting there quietly, leaning back slightly and looking more relaxed. Although he has been watching the game with great interest, it is not like other spectators, shouting and shouting.

In fact, the identity of the audience in this venue is very different.

Some of them are dandy yamen like Wang Zijing, who are rich or expensive. Most of them are young. It seems that there is another part of being famous.

They come here to watch underground boxing. On the one hand, they may really be a hobby. On the other hand, they are relaxing and relieving pressure.

Of course, the main reason: they are here to gamble!

Underground boxing is bound to lead to gambling.

This is inevitable.

What's the point of watching a boxing match without gambling?

After gambling, the so-called "rules" of boxing will become more and more complicated. In order to win huge lottery money, the boxing itself has become unimportant. The so-called "fairness and justice" can only coax ghosts.

A boxing match often involves tens of millions, even millions, of prize money. Even to these rich second generation and boss, it is definitely not a small sum of money.

With such a huge financial entanglement, who cares whether the boxing itself is fair?

Who cares if the boxer's safety is guaranteed?

Compared with money itself, any rule is empty.

Of course, it must be fair and just on the surface, otherwise, the losers will be unconvinced and make trouble.

Although the hotel is confident that all the "disputes" will be eliminated in the internal, will not be out of control, but can not make trouble, nature is still good.

The middle-aged man watched the boxing match quietly. Suddenly someone came to him quietly. He was also a middle-aged man about his age. However, wearing a black suit was not very impressive in such an environment. Basically, it would not attract any attention.

The man in black came to the middle-aged man and said in a low voice, "my Lord, Prince Jing has brought that policeman here."

From this address can be heard, the status of the two people.

One is the Lord and the other is the servant.The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said faintly, "well, let's see what he has."

The man in black laughs and says, "I don't know. The prince wants him to fight a string of whip..."

The middle-aged man's mouth is full of floating smile.

"Wang Taikun's son is not smart and has a small heart!"

"Who said it was not? The policeman from the south of the day, I think, has a lot of brute force. He has practiced some catching and fighting. He is not comparable with a string of whips. Who doesn't know that guy with a string of whips is famous for his ruthlessness. Now, that little policeman will suffer a lot. "

The man in black smiles and nods.

"Lao Wang's son is too cruel. He's going to die. For a girl, as for? He still doesn't understand the principle of making money with kindness. "

The man in Black said, and sighed slightly, quite a little disapproved.

The middle-aged man said faintly, "he doesn't understand the best. Wang Taikun has never been willing to cooperate well. He has to make a little fuss from time to time. I'm also a little annoyed. "

As soon as the man in black brightened his eyes, he lowered his low voice to a lower level. He almost bit the middle-aged man's ear and said, "Sir, do you mean to let that dandy come up? Wang Taikun, let's just... "

With that, his eyes radiated the fierce light of wolf.

"It's not that far now. Don't make trouble until the big goods are finished. Although Wang Taikun made a little bit of a fuss, he didn't really dare to fight against us. "

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and shook his head gently.

"Well, he didn't have the courage."

"You go to say hello and let a string of whips be controlled in a moment. Don't go too far. It's a policeman in the end. It's not easy to handle a big event. "

"Well, you can rest assured. I know what to do..."