Urban Peak Warrior God

"I'll go, it's not ordinary material!"

Song Xiaofan picked up one and put it on his face. These masks are all the same. They feel very smooth and cold. After a careful inspection, he found that they were made of gold wire!

"Boy, you'd better not expose yourself here!"

When I went up the stairs, there were rooms. Looking at the corridor around me, I found that the corridor was a ring-shaped design, and everyone who came here was an independent private room. There were two maids at the door of each private room.

These maids are all wearing masks.

Seeing these maids, song Xiaofan could not help but feel a surge of Qi and blood. The clothes these maids wore were too exposed, and the most important thing was that their bodies were extremely graceful.

"There's nothing here that can't be done if you want to!"

Mr. Hong said with a cheap smile.

"Enjoy yourself, old man!"

Song Xiaofan couldn't help but look white.

"Mr. Hong, your room is VIP 38!"

Mr. Hong is also familiar with the way into the room, song Xiaofan followed behind carefully looking around.

"Hiss!"

Song Xiaofan just stepped into the room, can feel the surrounding decoration is extremely luxurious!

The whole room is full of a scholarly atmosphere, presumably the boss behind the scenes is also a person with elegant personality.

In front of the room, facing is the most famous underground arena in the underground boxing city.

Those who can enter here are all strong players who have experienced ten consecutive victories in a row.

In this underground boxing market, it is not easy to win three in a row, six in a row, eight in a row, and ten in a row.

"Mr. Hong, you can call me if you need to!"

After that, mint took out a remote control like thing from his pocket and put it on the coffee table.

"Boy, look at the time!"

Song Xiaofan took out his mobile phone, and suddenly found that it had gone black!

"What's the matter?"

"Ha ha, boy, in this underground boxing market, no one is allowed to use mobile phones."

"Your mobile phone has been remotely controlled by others!"

"But you can rest assured that the computer program that controls your mobile phone will never reveal personal information!"

Mr. Hong said with some pride.

"This looks like a remote control, but it's actually used for betting. I helped you flush a million today. Originally, I had 20 million recharges here. Do you want to play?"

Master Hong seems to have magic power. Song Xiaofan listens to it seriously.

"Look at the two men coming out now!"

Mr. Hong just sat down and held out his right finger.

With the direction of his fingers, song Xiaofan also saw the competition arena like an iron cage.

At the two entrances of the ring, there were two boxers.

One of the men, who should be two meters tall, is quite big. What's remarkable is that there is a tiger's head tattooed on the bald head, which looks very fierce.

Although he was only wearing a tight sports vest, his muscles were like hills. Looking from a distance, he looked terrible.

"This guy is black tiger!"

"The champion of this month's ten wins in a row!"

"This guy is the younger brother of a big boss in Tianhai city next door. He studied free fighting and was proficient in boxing since he was a child in M country. I heard that in our underground boxing City, he once won a six game winning streak in 10 seconds!"

Mr. Hong looked at the information sent by peppermint, which clearly showed the detailed information of the two people participating in the competition, even accurate to the blood type.

"The other is Tang Ying!"

"Tang Ying, this guy is an orphan!"

Song Xiaofan looked at the information of the man named Tang Ying, and immediately came a trace of interest.

"This Tangying, it seems, can't compare with that black tiger!"

Song Xiaofan looked at Tang Ying on the other side and showed a trace of interest in his eyes.

Compared with the black tiger, Tang Ying is relatively small, only about 190. Even the muscles on his body don't look as terrible as the black tiger's, but his whole body muscles look very tight. The muscles look like solid stones, which makes people feel that he can burst out amazing power in an instant.

"Boy, I'm right. The black tiger's odds are 10-1, and the Tang eagle's 20-1. But if you think about it a little bit, this guy can't beat the black tiger!"

Red master tries to persuade song Xiaofan.

But song Xiaofan shook his head and said:

"I think this black tiger has its own appearance. If it's really big, it doesn't mean it's dominant!"

There was a strange light in Song Xiaofan's eyes.

"Boy, are you sure?"

The old man Hong said in a deep voice.

He doesn't know the details of song Xiaofan completely. The only thing he knows is that he is Mr. Di, but he doesn't know anything else about song Xiaofan.

But now think about it carefully, if anyone can guess, then the identity of Mr. Di has long been seen through!

If not for his contacts in Beijun city these years, he would not be able to guess song Xiaofan's true identity.

But fortunately, he is still here, which means that his relationship with song Xiaofan can be further improved!

"If you're sure, I'll follow you!"

"Old man, look at that black tiger. Although he is strong, his gait is a little frivolous. In addition, he is very proud. He is not willing to warm up at this time, which is enough to prove that he is very contemptuous of the enemy!"

"Look at Tang Ying. Although he is not as big as the so-called black tiger, if you look carefully, you can find that his footwall is sinking. He is solid enough to prove that Tang Ying is definitely a practitioner!"

"The most important thing is that when I see him, I have a feeling that I can't say it!"

Song Xiaofan doesn't know what it's like. Maybe it's trust?

"Well, I'll throw it for you!"

The old man Hong didn't know where to press it, but suddenly the door behind him opened.

Mint went to the side of Mr. Hong.

Just about to ask what, Mr. Hong pointed to Tang Ying's information.

"Press him, ten million!"

"Well, now there are only Mr. Hong in the 50 rooms. You and another gentleman voted for Tang Ying. Now the odds have reached 100-1!"

"I'll go!"

Song Xiaofan silently read a strange, that old man Hong really looks at Song Xiaofan with a smile.

When Mint left again, Mr. Hong said mysteriously:

"Boy, you don't have a good eye!"

"Ten million is a big deal! You have to be psychologically prepared. I've been playing for so many years, but I didn't expect to be with you for the first time. Do you think it's fate? "