The Best Physiognomist

Just as the sturdy man with the wolf tattoo on his arm turned around and closed the secret door, the originally dim room was immediately completely swallowed by the darkness, and only a faint gasp was left in the whole room.

Fortunately, Jiang Fengye could clearly see the layout of the whole room because his sight was not affected by the darkness at all.

The area of ​​the room was not very large, less than 40 square meters.

In the direction facing the sight, three aluminum alloy cabinets were placed side by side.

In front of the cabinet, there was a dark red desk and a comfortable boss chair.

At this time, on the dark red desk, there was a 54-type pistol, an opened box of Furongwang cigarettes, an exquisite frosted lighter, and a stack of A4 paper documents.

At this moment, on the comfortable boss chair, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and legs on the desk was sitting.

The middle-aged man with a faint smile on his face turned a pure gold pen in his hand, and was counting down silently in his mouth.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...!

"Snap!"

When the middle-aged man's countdown had just reached one, the sound of a switch being turned on suddenly rang out in the silent room.

Then, three rows of energy-saving lamps on the roof emitted soft light at the same time.

When the middle-aged man with a faint smile on his face and the tattooed strong man standing at the door wanted to see if the thin boy who was brought into the room was scared by the show of power just now, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Originally, according to their plan, facing the sudden dark environment, the thin boy would either stand still because of fear or cry out for help because of fear.

But what about the reaction of the thin boy!

Not only did he not cry out for help because of fear in his heart, but he also did not stand still honestly.

At this time, he stood in front of the desk with a calm expression.

At this moment, he was playing with a 54-type pistol in his hand, and the muzzle was pointed at the middle-aged man from time to time.

"Little brother, put down the gun quickly, be careful of accidental discharge." The middle-aged man stood up and retracted his legs suddenly, and reminded with a very nervous look.

At the same time, the tattooed strong man also instinctively pushed open the secret door, and leaned against the door frame ready to escape at any time.

Throwing the magazine out of the pistol directly into the corner, Jiang Fengye put the pistol back in front of the middle-aged man.

"Hu...!"

Although he lost the strongest means of deterrence and threat to the other party after the magazine was thrown away, it also meant that his life safety was guaranteed.

However, thinking that he was originally trying to show off his power to the thin boy, but was frightened by the other party in return, the middle-aged man suddenly felt very unhappy.

So, he sat back in the boss chair with a long sigh of relief, and then pushed the stack of documents in front of him to Jiang Fengye, and the middle-aged man ordered with a cold face.

"This is the life and death document and the exemption contract. As long as you sign your name and put your fingerprints on it, I will arrange a match for you now."

Ignoring the life and death document and the exemption contract in front of him for the time being, Jiang Fengye looked directly at the middle-aged man's reminder.

"I have four questions now, and I hope you can explain them in detail."

"Please speak!" The middle-aged man immediately straightened his posture and gestured.

"First question, what are the specific rules of the game?"

"The rules of the game are that there are no rules and you can play freely."

"Second question, what is the detailed process of the game?"

"You can choose to participate in one game, or you can participate in ten games in a row."

"Third question, what is the prize money of the game?"

"If you choose to participate in one game, the appearance fee is 30,000, and an additional 100,000 will be added after winning."

"If you choose a round-robin game, the appearance fee will remain unchanged, but the winning prize will double according to the number of games."

"If you win all ten games, then you will eventually get a sky-high prize of 100 million."

"But if you lose a game in the middle, then all the prize money will be cleared except for the cost of the appearance number."

"Fourth question, can the players place bets by themselves?"

"No!"

For the first three questions raised by Jiang Fengye, the middle-aged man answered with a smile.

Only for the fourth question, not only was the smile on his face instantly replaced by seriousness, but the tone of the answer was also quite sharp.

In fact, every organizer of underground black boxing will consciously manipulate the game through the players according to the amount of bets on the spot and the atmosphere of the live game, and finally get huge bets.

If the players who know the inside story in advance also follow the bet, it will not only infringe on the interests of the organizers, but also easily affect the attention of the contestants, and may eventually cause the game to get out of control.

Therefore, all organizers who operate underground boxing markets strictly prohibit players from participating in betting in the game, and have also formulated quite cruel rules.

After hearing the detailed explanation of the middle-aged man, Jiang Fengye nodded silently, and then took a look at the life and death documents and the exemption contract.

After confirming that there were not too many pitfalls, he took the pen and ink pad handed over by the middle-aged man, and then signed his name on the life and death documents and the exemption contract, and pressed his handprint.

"Shui Mufeng, since we have arranged three games in advance, you need to wait until the third game is over before you can go on the ring to participate in the game."

In fact, the so-called life and death documents and exemption contracts do not have any legal significance at all. They are just in accordance with the martial arts style since ancient times, and Jin Sanzhou KTV also has the means to properly deal with the dead contestants.

Therefore, facing the obviously fake signature, the middle-aged man handed him a pair of shorts without any pursuit and gave him instructions.

"Got it!"

After reaching out to take the shorts and nodding, Jiang Fengye turned and left the room, and then exchanged 100,000 chips at the counter.

"Brother, I'm here!" Rongrong, who had been paying attention to the direction of the counter, waved his hand happily when he saw Jiang Fengye exchanging chips.

"Brother, are you really going to participate in the competition?" Rongrong asked with a trace of worry when she saw Jiang Fengye holding the shorts for the competition.

"Rongrong, can you follow the bet?" Jiang Fengye asked with a trace of expectation in his eyes, throwing the shorts on the ground.

"Of course!"

Shaking the chips in his hand, Rongrong replied very proudly.

"Boxing match betting is also one of my main sources of income."

"Rongrong, do you want to make an unimaginable fortune?" After hearing Rongrong's answer, the expectation in his eyes was replaced by excitement, and Jiang Fengye smiled and tempted.