The City of Terror

Chapter 82, expert?

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There is no doubt that 27 is the age of seven, and Stamina has reached its peak. After more than ten years of Boxing Stage career, experience has reached its peak.

Don’t underestimate this 78 wins 31 negative.

There may be many people who think that 31 is enough to prove its strength, but this is Black Fist!

The Black Fist match for the loser!

It is not something that most people can do if they can save their own lives in the case of 31 failures.

This is enough to prove that Ka Kong is extremely savvy, otherwise, even if there are ten lives, it is not enough to squander the Black Fist field.

In addition, he is good at leg skills, and with the nickname Flying Devil, this Ka Kong may like to use the flying knee to solve the opponent?

Wei Xiaobei walked slowly on the corridor covered with red carpet, but his mind was full of thoughts.

“Dry him chrysanthemum!

“Twist his neck!”

“Kill him!”

……

At the end of the corridor are two thick curtains, but the curtains still can’t stop the screams of screaming.

“This is Black Babe against White Overlord, an African American and a Belarusian. The end is you.”

Seeing Wei Xiaobei’s attempt to look through the curtains, the youngster introduced.

“Ah!”

Finally, a very penetrating scream screamed through the cheers and penetrated the curtain into the ear.

Wei Xiaobei couldn’t help but narrow his eyes. He could clearly hear the continuous fractures after the screams.

There is no doubt that the winner has suffered a brutal torture of the loser.

Although Wei Xiaobei had a lot of blood on his hands, he had not touched his own blood.

This makes Wei Xiaobei’s mind a little bit tense, not worried that he is defeated, but is uncertain about certain things, he is somewhat worried about whether he will become so cruel and ruthless in the future.

Soon, the curtains were uncovered, and several youngsters carried a body twisted, black people all over the body, and quickly rushed over.

Wei Xiaobei stepped back and let the road out.

The youngster is a bit silent. For him, although he has seen a lot of Black Fist games, every time he sees such a tragic scene, he has some cramps in his heart.

The blood dripping on the red carpet quickly dipped in and disappeared, as the morning dew encountered the arrived sun.

“Dear gentlemen! Beautiful ladies! After a fierce battle, the great Whitemaster won the victory, let us send the king with warm applause!”

The voice of the host immediately rang, causing the audience to set off a wave.

Next is a break, those spectators, the WC on the WC, the water to drink.

But the name of the next boxer has already been announced, in order to facilitate those viewers to bet ahead.

Thai boxer Flying Devil VS Chinese boxer Iron Mountain Lean.

Well, Iron Mountain Lean’s nickname is Wei Xiaobei’s own, nothing more than taking the Iron Mountain Lean’s mighty forget it.

Well, one is the devil of the sky, the other is the mountain made of iron. The two do not know what will happen.

Fifteen minutes later, the host’s high voice rang again: “Dear sir, beautiful lady, the eighth unrestricted fighting game is about to begin, friends who haven’t bet yet, please hurry up…”

Then there is a long sensational agitation. In short, if the amount of bet does not reach a certain level, then the host will not stop his saliva spray!

Fortunately, the audience who can enter this underground Black Fist field is not poor, nor is it Grande. There is no place to squander a lot of money. When you can get pleasure, you can earn money without making a profit.

After a little time passed, the voice of the host finally stopped.

But just drinking the slobber, the voice rang again: “We have the 47th flying devil in Thailand to play!”

Suddenly, a cheering sound, the hot atmosphere suddenly created.

“Please have Iron Extlemities Fist passer Iron Mountain Lean!”

Compared to the introduction of Ka Kong, the host’s introduction to Wei Xiaobei is a bit boring, and Wei Xiaobei’s name is unknown, unlike the Ka Kong who has played seven games here, the reputation has been Outgoing.

Therefore, the cheers after that are basically no, relatively quiet.

This is not a big deal. If Wei Xiaobei knows that the bet at this time is basically on the Ka Kong, he will probably laugh.

“Mister Wei, you are here.”

The youngster is still respectful of Wei Xiaobei. In fact, these staff members respect each Black Fist hand.

To know that the Black Fist hand is basically a guy who has a life-threatening hand and disrespect for them, it is entirely the rhythm of looking for bitterness.

Opening the curtain, Wei Xiaobei walked out along the red carpet, and his eyes quickly looked around.

The Loulan Clubhouse is indeed rich and rich, and the chandeliers hanging from the top are a small expense.

The platform is located at the lowest point in the center of the site. All around is a circle of sand pools. Outside the sand pool is a Giant cage that separates the platform from the auditorium.

The auditorium, like the ladder classroom, rises around the ring. Most of the seats are full, the well-dressed gentlemen, the ladies who are squandering are either betting with bets or looking at Wei Xiaobei who is coming. There are also some squeezing cigars, and even one is eating steak, drinking red wine, and standing next to a bunny girl.

Obviously, here, as long as there is money, then unreasonable enjoyment requirements may be realized.

Finally, Wei Xiaobei’s gaze passed through the iron cage and landed on Ka Kong, who was warming up on the ring.

This Ka Kong is thin and thin, and his head is probably less than 1.7 m. At this time, he is naked and dark in the upper body. While bounced, waving his numb fists to the air, he can hardly see the shadows with the naked eye.

This is an expert!

Wei Xiaobei quickly determined that the opponent’s strength, light from its current performance, is not weak.

But how specific, you have to look at the performance on the field.

There is a digital screen hanging above the ring. On the left is Ka Kong’s bet amount, which has exceeded 5 million, while the right Wei Xiaobei’s bet amount is only less than 100,000!

This is also the reality on the Black Fist field. When you don’t show your strength, those audiences will not easily be detained on you.

In front of the iron cage, a waiter has opened the small door on the iron cage.

When Wei Xiaobei entered, the small door closed and gave the illusion that it was like being locked into a cage!

“Swine! You are here!”

Waiting for Wei Xiaobei to be close to the ring, the Ka Kong came to the front of the ring, glare like a tiger watching his prey staring at Wei Xiaobei, spit out the hard words.