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Her attitude is really wrong. In fact, my first guess was that the Wen's martial arts school represented by Wen Yingying is the controller of the black market, but the subconscious meaning in her words should be that she is familiar with the controller of the black market and Very wrong.Or they are too familiar, so they adopt this unscrupulous attitude.It's like how I treat Old Chen and Wang, my attitude is very casual in normal times.But no matter what, she knew the master behind the black market.
But she is not willing to introduce it to me, and I can't force her, so I can only draw it slowly.Besides, she is the boss here, and I have no strength at all, and I have no way to force it.
I touched my pocket and found that there were no cigarettes in my pocket, but the craving for cigarettes was on the rise. I felt very uncomfortable if I couldn't get relief, so I planned to go downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes.
There is a supermarket on the first floor of the community.Although the area is small, the geographical location is superior. The nearby residents all go to the supermarket to buy things, and the things in it are quite complete.The most important thing is that it is close, and there is no need to go outside the community.
After buying cigarettes, I was about to leave, but just after turning a corner, I heard a familiar voice, "Sister Rourou, stop messing around, if you let Brother Su know that you are going to play in the underground boxing ring, he will definitely pick us up The skin is not good."
"Yes, yes, sister Rou, what's wrong with you going to play, but you want to go to that ghostly place to wade in the muddy water. Then what's so interesting about you? It's too bloody."
"Shut up! Why are you two so timid? If you two don't go, don't stop me, let alone use my brother to pressure me. I have to go today!"
My ears moved, and I took advantage of the situation to hide in that corner, and then I poked my head to see that it was indeed Su Rou and the others.
What a coincidence, could it be that the house I rented is also in the community where Su Rou lives.According to what she just said, she should go to the underground boxing field hosted by Wen's Martial Arts Hall to find it. This little girl is really serious, and she won't let his brother worry about it for a day.
Just when I was thinking about it, Su Rou had already bought something.The four people behind her could only follow her helplessly.
I also lost the interest in smoking. After all, I can be regarded as Su Rou's brother-in-law. Although she didn't recognize it, I boasted a lot in front of her brother, saying that I would help him discipline his sister.
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Now that I see her going to the fire pit again, how can I not stop her?On the other hand, I'm also very interested in the underground boxing arena contracted by Wen's Martial Art Museum, so I just went to see it today.
By the way, it can also escort Su Rou.If something really happened, if I was by my side, I would take care of it a little bit.And I'm also very curious, is such a boxing arena really as exciting as in the legend.
I followed Su Rourou and the others quietly and walked into the casino. The lights here were very dim, probably because it was in the basement, it was very cold and damp, and there was a tingling feeling of ice to the bone.
Before I took a few steps, I was stopped by someone.It turned out that I was going to buy tickets, and I broke out in a cold sweat, thinking I had committed some taboo.
But it took a lot of time to buy the tickets. After I went in, I couldn't find Su Rou and the others, so I had to find an empty seat and sat down. It was like a huge booth. Below was a The oval display stand is covered with stepped seats.
I looked at the following with great interest, and was a little curious about the next program.
"Brother, what number did you press?" A bearded man next to me suddenly touched me and said winkingly.
"What are you pressing?" I was a little at a loss.
"No way, you don't know this, so why are you here?" He was taken aback, looking at me like an alien.
"It's just watching others boxing, just looking for excitement."
He was a little speechless. "What kind of excitement are you looking for? There's no point in betting. What's the fun in just watching boxing?"
"Bet?" I asked back.It soon became clear that this was an underground industry after all. In addition to collecting tickets for profit, there must be some gamblers set up to stimulate consumption.
"That's right, I pressed No. 11, and he's the tallest and best-built." He excitedly pointed to one of the people in the row below.
I glanced lightly, "It's just a superficial thing."
That number 11 is naturally the strongest, but he is obviously a little timid. He is sweating all the time, and his eyes are wandering. Although his muscles are tight, he looks like a showmanship trained in the gym. It is much more ornamental than practical.
"What the hell are you talking about?" The bearded man wanted to get angry at me as soon as he was angry.
"I'm telling the truth, whether you like it or not."
"Okay, then which one do you think you want to press?" The bearded man smiled angrily, folded his arms and looked at me coldly.
"Number two." I said firmly.The number two was the shortest among them. Others were drinking water or chatting there, but he never opened his eyes from the beginning, as if he was blind.
"Number Two?" The bearded man couldn't believe his ears, "Number Two doesn't look like anything special, you kid didn't come here to bluff me, did you? Did you come here specifically to make me happy?"
I didn't bother to explain to him, but he kept chattering beside me, I couldn't bear it and said: "If you don't believe me, make a bet with me."
"Okay." The bearded man agreed, "What are you betting on? You have the final say. If you win the bet, I will pick off your head and kick it for you. What if you lose?"
I haven't decided what to bet for a while, but an old man who has been listening to our conversation suddenly interjected, "This little brother is right."
"What's not bad? You two are not a group to chat nonsense, are you? What's the purpose?" The beard obviously didn't believe it, and turned his head from left to right to look at the two of us, as if he wanted to see that the two of us What is the relationship.
I turned my head to look at the old man. Although his hair was gray, his complexion was ruddy. Although he was smiling kindly, his demeanor was not to be underestimated.
Before I could continue to speak, the old man continued to explain: "That No. 11 voluntarily came here to work because he owed money to our martial arts gym, and No. [-] was the champion of the previous session. Brother, you just came here, you can't tell whether a person is powerful or not just by looking at his appearance."
owe you money?It's not that simple.I can guess how much blood is hidden in this simple sentence with just a turn of my head. It seems that this Wen's Martial Arts Hall is really not simple.
The bearded man was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, he patted his head fiercely, "Could it be that you are the old man Wen Wuyan from the Wen family, who has admired your name for a long time. To be honest, I am just here for sightseeing. . If there is any offense, I ask the old man to forgive me."
Mr. Wen shook his head with a smile, and turned his gaze to me, "Little brother, you have a good eye. You can actually tell who wins and who loses just by visual inspection."
I hurriedly cupped my hands, "This junior is just guessing, it's just a moment of good luck, don't take it for real."
"That's not bad, after all, not everyone has such good luck." Mr. Wen stroked his beard, "How did you find out? Can you tell me?"
I nodded lightly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "It's very simple. You can tell from a person's eyes. You can see how strong a person is and how confident he is in himself. Everything can be deceiving. But the eyes are hard to deceive. Although the number 11 is physically strong, his eyes are erratic, which makes people feel that if there is no gatekeeper, he will run away in the next second. And the number [-], although I have been closing my eyes and resting my mind, but my body is very relaxed, and there is no tension at all."
"Not bad, not bad." Mr. Wen said yes twice, and looked at me with admiration.
"You have a very sharp eye. If I hadn't opened this underground boxing arena and knew everything about it, I wouldn't have been completely sure that I could tell a person's force value from his appearance."
"Senior is wrong."
Suddenly the bell rang loudly, and the underground boxing arena was completely quiet for a moment, and there was no noise at all, as if you were in outer space.
"It's started." I thought to myself.
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I stared at the booth below with great interest, hoping that my guess would be confirmed.
The match is decided by a draw of lots.Coincidentally, the first one drawn was No. 11 and No. [-].
Now I am a little interested, and the middle-aged uncle next to me who wants to bet with me also straightened his back.Only Mr. Wen didn't care, he just drank his tea slowly.
After the host announced the result of the lottery, he went down. NO.11 jumped onto the stage first. After seeing that his opponent was a thin middle-aged man, he obviously relaxed a lot.
That's right, he thought he was physically fit, young and energetic, and his opponent was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.It wasn't the kind of man with exaggerated muscles that he had always been afraid of, and he naturally relaxed.
The two stood face to face with a distance of no more than two meters, and the scene stalemate for a moment.The people sitting around on the stage held their breath, wanting to see what the two of them were up to.
First, NO.11 couldn't hold his breath, so he yelled and rushed forward.I can tell with just one glance that he's lost.
Sure enough, as I expected, his hand hadn't touched No. [-]'s side, his body was like a cannonball, and he rushed straight out, but he was beaten into the air.