Chapter 224： Who else?

"Huh." Claire looked at Howson a few times, and suddenly exclaimed: "He is injured!"

Tang Fang woke up when he heard the words and looked up. Sure enough, Howson had a bruise on his left cheek, his chin was on the right, and there were also a few scratches under the base of his ears, not to mention his two hands. But fortunately, they are all skin injuries, not to mention that this product has high-speed regeneration ability, so there is nothing to worry about.

At this moment, he suddenly sympathized with Howson's opponent. To put it bluntly, underground boxing is a violent, bloody, ruthless, cruel existence that is close to the battlefield. Boxers don't even have the most basic protection, no mouthguards, no gloves, and even the posts are not cushioned.

In such a fighting environment, serious injuries or even deaths are common occurrences, and most fighters will sign a "death contract" before they take the stage. If the boxer dies on stage unfortunately, no one will be punished by law, and the organizer will only need to pay a small amount of pension.

In fact, the profession of boxers, especially underground boxers, is not much better than that of frontline soldiers. Unless there is nowhere to go, no one will jump into this fire pit. Of course, there are exceptions to second goods like Howson.

Human nature has always been complicated and changeable, with flashes and dullness. Just like these audiences, blood will bring them joy, death will bring them excitement, and the wildness in their bones will excite and enjoy them. However, when they return home, they are likely to transform themselves into a good husband, a good father, and a filial son.

"It's weird if you don't get hurt." Tang Fang was distracted. Grant shook his head, pointing to the guys with swollen noses and swollen faces at the entrance of the player's entrance: "The injuries to those people, without exception, are his masterpieces. "

No wonder... Tang Fang was sweating violently. No wonder the curses in the audience are like tides, but it turns out that this guy has lost more than a dozen boxers in a row in a while, and it's strange that the audience in the stands who lost the bet would not curse. He scolds him if he wants him!

"Who else?" Seeing several staff members walking towards the player passage with their unconscious opponents, Howson turned his head and slowly scanned the audience. He stretched out his thumb and rolled down: "Which one is not convinced? Just come." As soon as he opened his mouth, he could smell a scent of alcohol a few meters away.

How much alcohol did this guy drink? Feelings are splashed with alcohol.

Tang Fang couldn't help frowning. Kleiya also moved her nose lightly, and her pretty face was filled with sorrow.

Thinking of guessing the thoughts in their hearts from the faces of the two, Grant said in embarrassment: "5 bottles of strong tequila. Plus a barrel of dark beer."

Claire gave him a white look: "Why don't you stop him, drink so much!"

"I...I..." Grant "I" didn't say why for a long time. He wouldn’t tell a few people. It was because of the anniversary of a shopping mall on the opposite street, and the whole store was 30% off. He left Hausen and went to the night market by himself. Only when he came back he found that the goods had already been five bottles of tequila plus a bucket. The dark beer is down.

Seeing him hesitate and evasive, he seemed embarrassed and ashamed to speak. Tang Fang didn't plan to ask more questions, after all, the matter had already happened. Solving the problem is the top priority now.

"I'll ask again, who else?" Hausen's yelling came from the stage again.

"Go get me down that shameful guy." He greeted Aros, and he pointed to the second person on the stage who was still unaware.

Aros nodded, slapped the table with one palm, and flew onto the ring: "Me!"

Howson's face is turning to the opposite. When someone came on stage, a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth. However, when he turned around and saw the person coming, the expression on his face was wonderful.

Confused, puzzled, embarrassed. Shocked...All kinds of emotions crumpled on his face. He drank a lot of alcohol, a full 5 bottles of tequila, a large barrel of dark beer, but this does not mean that he is drunk even Aross can't tell.

After acquiring the ability to regenerate at a high speed, it also has immunity to alcohol. Hausen is sober now, sober can no longer be sober. As for the wine, it just made him a little more energetic.

"Why did Aros come? Why did he come?" The guy murmured, lowering his head and looking down at the platform, and Grant stood beside Tang Fang and Claire. The former was looking at him with a smile, while the latter's pretty face was already cold.

"Broken! Grant this **** bastard. I actually gave a small report." In a low voice, Howson squeezed out a smile and said unnaturally: "A...Aros, is it you?"

"It's me." Aros answered, pressing his finger bones, and staring at him closely: "Aren't you still having fun? Come, I'll play with you."

"Fuck him!"

"Show him some color."

"Woo, old guy, we support you and knock down that **** on stage."

There was a tumult in the audience, applause and whistles one after another. Some spectators have stood up, shouting loudly on the punching stage, and some Taimei trembling Hao's **** without shyness, screaming or two screamed into the punching ring.

Although they don't know who the person is on stage, as long as they can defeat the guy who made them lose all, no matter who he is.

Seeing Aros squinting towards him, Howson retreated again and again. Normally, he did not "compare" with this old guy, but without exception, he lost the battle.

He wasn't stupid, knowing that Aros had come on stage under Tang Fang's order this time, specifying that Qing could not spare himself. How to do? Fight with the old guy? That is simply self-inflicted!

This guy is a real idiot but has always been a bachelor. Seeing the referee who has retreated to the edge of the ring under Aros's pressing step by step, the corner of his eyes swept to the side, suddenly, " "Ah", fell straight to the ground.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, and this sudden scene silenced all of them. How is this going? The old guy hadn't punched, so the guy fell on the ground first. Which one is this?

The referee was also stupid and didn't know what to do for a while.

How did you know that at this moment, Howson, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, opened his eyes, and suddenly spit out a sentence that made the referee very speechless: "What are you doing? Hurry up and count down."

The referee blinked, but it took a while before he realized: "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

At this time, the opposite Aros strode closer and straddled Howson. This guy opened his eyes and quickly shouted: "Five four three two one." Then he raised his hand: "I give up, I give up."

"Is this funny..." The audience was stunned. That guy gave in, but why is it extremely upset in my heart?

"Ashamed." Aros raised his leg with a kick.