National Art: Opening Golden Bell Jar

That's right, a bar!

The bar looked very simple, half of the lights in front of the door were rotten, and it looked dilapidated.

but,

50 meters away from the bar, there is a parking lot the size of a football field, where many luxury cars are parked!

At the entrance of the bar, many staff members in uniform looked around, looking at the guests coming in and out.

"No way? The bar is so dilapidated, but the business is still so good?"

After Chen Yang got off the car, he was surprised.

"It's getting dark now, why are these guys wearing sunglasses? Damn... what are they wearing on their waists? Pistols?"

These staff members are tall and hulking, giving people a strong psychological oppression.

"Just take a look, don't make a sound...!" Yun Feilong said in a low voice.

Chen Yang nodded and followed behind Yun Feilong.

Enter from the door of the bar, through a narrow passage.

Behind the bar is a large office.

The atmosphere here is completely different from the bar, full of luxury, very luxurious decoration.

On the side of the office is a large sofa and opposite is a desk.

A fat middle-aged man was sitting on the executive chair in front of the desk.

He was reclining, with his legs propped on the desk, smoking a cigar.

Behind the fat man stood four strong men with their hands behind their backs.

The fat man was not tall, he wore a huge gold ring on his hand, and the gold necklace around his neck was thicker than a dog chain.

From the looks of it, this fat man looks like an upstart!

"What does this fat man do? He can't be the person in charge of the Chiang Mai underground boxing competition, right?"

Chen Yang secretly said in his heart.

The fat man looked up at Yun Feilong, then turned his head and looked Chen Yang up and down for a moment.

call……!

Breathing out a smoke ring, the fat man smiled and said:

"Yun Feilong, is this the new boxer you recommended to me?"

Yun Feilong smiled and said:

"Mr. Bannon, he is a boxer I brought over from China, and he wants to join the underground boxing scene in Southeast Asia!"

"Don't look at him as ordinary. He has achieved a good record in China and is very talented!"

The fat man smiled lightly and flicked the cigar ash in his hand.

"Haha...had a good record!? Is he good?"

at the same time,

The four strong bodyguards standing behind him couldn't help laughing at this moment.

What is the use of China's domestic record?

If you want to fight in an underground boxing match, you don't look at your past results, but your strength!

To know,

Underground boxing in Southeast Asia, boxers come from all over the world!

There are not only the top masters of the black boxing training camp, but also black boxers from Africa who come here to pan for gold!

Generally speaking,

The underground boxing world never looks at past records, but looks at the overall performance of boxers!

This is why any boxer who wants to join the underground boxing scene in Southeast Asia needs to pass the assessment!

"Little friend, this place is not suitable for you! Go back!"

Fatty Bannon chuckled, smoked a cigar, and said calmly

Chen Yang's height is cm and weight is 80kg!

For the body type of a professional boxer, it can be said to be very good!

but,

His handsome face looks immature!

Compared with those underground boxers with ferocious faces and fierce faces, it was very different.

to be frank,

After Fatty Bannon saw Chen Yang, he refused in his heart.

It's not that he is kind, but that he has no confidence in Huaxia boxers at all!

kid! ?

This fat man actually called me a kid?

Nima... I am the king of Chinese martial arts!

Fuck...!

Chen Yang was stunned. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the other party was talking to him. .

Chapter 58

The fat man waved his hand and said to Yun Feilong:

"Take him back!"

Yun Feilong smiled and said calmly:

"Mr. Bannon, he is qualified to be an underground boxer, believe me, he will not let you down!"

The fat man looked Chen Yang up and down again for a moment: "Oh? Are you sure...?"

"I'm sure! If you don't believe me, you can try his strength!"

Yun Feilong nodded.

"Okay, since you're so confident, I'll give it a try!"

The fat man waved his hand and asked a bodyguard behind him to come out.

"Little friend, since Yun Feilong said you are qualified, we will test you!"

"It's not that easy to make money by boxing in Chiang Mai!"

"Little friend, you have to be prepared. Although underground boxing makes money, it is easy to die!"

"Come on, sign this contract first!"

"As long as you pass the examination, you will be a member of Chiang Mai's underground boxing circle!"

Bannon put the cigar out in the ashtray, and took out a contract from the safe under the desk!

According to the rules of Chiang Mai underground boxing,

Every boxer who wants to join must sign a contract.

Yun Feilong took the contract and handed it to Chen Yang.

"What's going on here? To join the underground boxing scene in Southeast Asia, you still need to sign a contract?"

Chen Yang glanced at the contract and muttered in his heart.

The terms of the contract are very detailed,

In the ring, if a boxer is injured or killed, everything is voluntary!

In addition,

The underground boxing field needs to draw a 5.00% commission for the bonus obtained in each game!

Of course, there are no restrictions on boxers in the contract!

The arrangement of each boxing match will be communicated with the fighters in advance, and the fighters can refuse to fight!

and,

You can choose to quit the underground boxing world at any time without restriction!

But one thing is very important,

Once the match is confirmed, avoidance is not allowed, otherwise you will lose your qualification as an underground boxer!

suddenly,

Chen Yang remembered that Yun Feilong had fought underground boxing matches before, so he must have signed such a contract too!

"Sign it, it's just a formality, how far you can go depends on your own strength!" Yun Feilong nodded and said.

"Uh... old man, how did they pay us the prize money after the game?" Chen Yang asked in a low voice.

"Cash check! Don't worry, the Chiang Mai underground boxing arena is well managed, as long as you win the boxing match, you don't have to worry about the bonus!" Yun Feilong explained.

"This... If there is no problem, I will sign it!" Chen Yang took a deep breath and said.

"By the way, give yourself a nickname! When you become famous, nicknames are very important!" Yun Feilong reminded him when he remembered something.

"Underground boxing in Southeast Asia, your nickname will be your status symbol in the future!"

nickname?

Chen Yang nodded.

What nickname should I have?