Chapter 293

"It must be fake boxing, refund!"

Many people are doubting whether there is any felicity in the game. When all kinds of noises under the stage ring, the host's face is a little ugly. Even he doubts whether there is felicity in it.

The main thing is that Shen Lang doesn't look like an expert at all. If he is really an expert, he has to play several rounds to show his level. This kid's winning is abnormal!

"Fuck, Shen Lang, this bastard is too fierce!" In the VIP room, Zhou Kuang swears.

He knew that Shen Lang would win, but big dog was close to four-star master, so he had to hold on for a while and a half, didn't he? I didn't expect to be so violent by Shen Lang.

The audience at the scene thought there was fake boxing.

Zhou Kuang has arranged a lot of fake boxing before. This time, it's not fake boxing, but Shen Lang's performance is too much like fake boxing.

"Brother Kuang, the audience below has already fallen out. What should we do?" A horse opened the door of the private room and said.

Zhou Kuang frowned: "let me think about it."

"It's very simple," said Wan Tianpeng, "let's arrange a more powerful role in the second scene, so that Shen Lang won't be so easy and dispel the doubts of the audience."

Zhou Kuang clapped his thigh: "yes, that's it!"

"Brother Kuang, who is the right person to go up?" Asked the boy.

Zhou thought for a moment and said, "let the ghost play this game! By the way, the rule is life and death. "

Hearing the name Guimian, the horse was shocked and immediately said, "OK!"

There was a mess under the stage, and a group of spectators came forward, shouting for refund.

The host appeased the scene, but few people paid any attention to him. More and more people thought that Shen Lang must have been playing fake boxing, hiding some kind of metal weapon.

The metal cage opens, and Shen Lang steps down from the challenge arena.

Several strong men immediately surrounded Shen Lang and handed him water. Shen Lang didn't pick it up and sat down on the seat beside him.

Soon, Zhou's horse came, took the microphone from the host, and said loudly, "everyone, please be quiet first!"

"Quiet your father! I spend a lot of money to watch boxing. You give me fake boxing. Is there any quality in it? "

"Give it back, don't say anything!" Another middle-aged man shouted.

The young horse coughed and said, "please don't worry. Brother Kuang asked me to come here, just to give you a reply."

As soon as this words came out, the voice of the scene suddenly went down. Zhou Kuang's reputation as a deterrent was not small.

The horse said loudly: "this Shen Lang boxer is the first time to fight himself. Everyone doubts that he plays fake boxing, which I can understand. It's mainly the first time Shen Lang boxer came here. We don't know much about his strength. But the reputation of our field has been here for many years, and many of you do big business. You must know the importance of reputation. We will never ruin our reputation for a fake fist. It's not worth it. "

"Brother Kuang asked me to take a word. I felt that there would be no fake boxing in the arena. In order to eliminate everyone's doubts and at the same time show our fair position in the field, the next rule is to fight for life and death! "

There was a quick buzz from the audience.

"Life and death?"

"It's almost like that!"

The boy cleared his throat and continued, "I believe you all know the rules of life and death struggle. That life is a bet. It can't be fake."

There was a lot of discussion and a lot of people agreed. Although it's a bloody underground boxing match, no one will joke about his life.

"Life and death fight is OK, but who are you going to let out? Against this kid named Shen Lang, you must be better than big dog! " There was a man's cry from under the stage.

"That's natural," said the boy. "The next one is the last champion, Guimian!"

"Ghost face?"

"Last champion!"

"Is that the murderer with a skull?"

There was a lot of commotion under the stage. It seemed that the ghost face was much more powerful than the big dog.

Shen Lang sat quietly aside, ignoring the people's voices.

He just wants to finish these 25 games quickly, save Su Ruoxue and them, and kill Zhou Kuang and WAN Tianpeng again!

Not long ago, in the crowd's cheers, Guimian was very arrogant.

This guy is about 1.9 meters tall. He can only be regarded as a general boxer. He has all kinds of skull tattoos on his body and a long scar on his face. His momentum is amazing.

Ghost face or bareheaded, skull tattooed on the head, ordinary people and he on a glance, can not help but give birth to a sense of fear.

"Well, what's on the court now is our last champion, ghost! Noodles! " The host shouted word for word, as if a little excited.

The audience is even more excited. This ghost face is not only fierce, but also extremely cruel, nicknamed killer. Almost all the fighters who fought against him were killed by him.

Ghost face walked up to the stage with great strides, raised his hands, and seemed to enjoy the roar of the tide under the stage.

The audience is very excited, according to the ghost style, the next game will be quite bloody.

Soon, the game began.

Both sides are on the court and the metal cage is closed.

At the time of betting again, Shen Lang's odds were adjusted to 1-5, Guimian 1-1.2.

"Tianpeng, what do you think of this bet?" In the VIP room, Zhou Kuang asked Wan Tianpeng.

Wan Tianpeng said with a smile, "there shouldn't be many people who should bet on Shen lang. these guys in the business field are quite conservative. There won't be too many people who dare to bet on Shen lang."

"Ha ha, your idea is similar to mine." Zhou Kuang laughs. He has been in the market for so long, and there are all kinds of gambles. He has figured out the ideas of these audiences for a long time.

The betting data is similar to what Wan Tianpeng and Zhou Kuang thought. Although Shen Lang won a game, the vast majority of the audience thought it was a fraud and still did not trust Shen Lang's strength.

Only two million people won the bet, and more than 20 million people won the bet.

In fact, it is also related to the strength of Guimian. The champion of the last year was close to the top.

The cheers went on and on. The fat man who won ten million just now was very excited. He shouted loudly, "Shen Lang, I will continue to bet you win this one million. Come on!"

"Damn it, I've had a bad luck and want to go for the second time?" One side of the suit man said very disdainfully.

"Fat man shrugged:" I made 10 million, another one million into what is the pain

"Cut!" A group of people around showed disdain for the fat man.

"Who said this Shen wave would lose? Maybe that one just won by strength!" Said the fat man with disapproval.

"Come on, I've seen so many games. I've never seen anyone who can crack someone's head."

"That is to say, the upper hand is sure to cheat!"

In the challenge arena, Shen Lang and Guimian stand on each side.

In order to dispel the doubts of the audience, someone used a detector to check the two people's bodies to make sure there were no metal objects.

The ghost glanced at Shen Lang and smiled contemptuously: "Tut, kid, I heard that you grabbed the big dog's head on the stage, and it's very well! Some kind of try to catch me? Come here and catch it! "

Finish saying, ghost face points to oneself burnish burnish burnish baldhead, toward Shen wave hit hard past.