Tamenshak Ilyich Kampov is very aware of Lin Xiaotian's reputation and his skills, so he is not worried that these little killers can hurt Lin Xiaotian, but he is worried that Lin Xiaotian will misunderstand him because of this matter. .
Geili Literature Network Even if Lin Xiaotian doesn't suspect that he was the secret instigator, he is also suspected of failing to protect him.
Lin Xiaotian can be said to be his last life-saving straw now.
He must not allow any accidents to occur in Lin Xiaotian's cooperation with him.
After thinking about it, Menshak Ilyichkampov felt that the only person in the Forest City who had the strength, courage, and motivation to attack Lin Xiaotian was his old rival Ice Rakshasa Alexeyevna.
Alexeyevna has had a long-standing conflict with herself.
This time she did something wrong, was punished by Peter the Great, and almost lost trust.
She will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble.
But once she facilitated the cooperation between Lin Xiaotian and Peter the Great, she had no chance to cause trouble.
Therefore, she is likely to sabotage her cooperation with Lin Xiaotian at all costs.
Thinking of this possibility, Menschak Ilyichkampov became more and more impatient.
After wandering for a long time, he made up his mind to send more people to find Lin Xiaotian and strictly protect him.
On the other side, Lin Xiaotian had no idea about Menschak Ilyichkampov's thoughts, and he and Dongfang Ren were heading to the underground black boxing competition venue with great interest.
Sitting in the rented Mercedes-Benz business car, Dongfang Ren looked at Lin Xiaotian with complicated eyes and whispered: "I am really impressed by your defender's intelligence department."
"Oh Brother Dongfang, why did you say this?"
Lin Xiaotian asked in surprise.
Dongfang Ren said with deep meaning: "Obviously we, Ksitigarbha Seven Killers, are bordering Tsarist Russia and are half landlords, but you, this guest, are more familiar with the Forest City than me."
Lin Xiaotian smiled slightly when he heard this, and said with a little pride: "Haha, the defenders have intelligence personnel all over the world, and they are all trained by that boy Spider himself, so they are naturally superior.
Of course, our defenders have excellent intelligence There were a lot of employees, and they all contributed a lot.”
"You defenders are really full of talents," Dongfang Ren said.
When Lin Xiaotian heard this, he quickly laughed and said half seriously and half jokingly: "Brother Dongfang, you can't poach me."
Dongfang Ren glanced at Lin Xiaotian coldly and said nothing.
Lin Xiaotian said with a smile: "Brother Dongfang, don't you like underground boxing matches?
The underground boxing matches in Tsarist Russia have always been famous for their bloody brutality.
I think Brother Dongfang will like it?"
Dongfang Ren said angrily: "I don't need your introduction.
I know the underground boxing matches in Tsarist Russia very well.
There are many masters among the underground black boxing fighters in Tsarist Russia.
In addition to professional black boxing boxers, there are also boxing champions." , veterans, and even foreign masters participate, it has a long-standing reputation, and the income from each boxing match is nearly 10 million, and peripheral gambling can reach hundreds of millions."
Lin Xiaotian nodded and said with envy: "It is such a free country.
Being a gangster here is much more leisurely than at home.
No wonder monsters like the Seven Commandments Party can be spawned."
Dongfang Ren nodded and said: "Tsarist Russia's underground black boxing is basically in the hands of the Seven Commandments Party.
They have made huge profits from boxing matches, and their annual profits are astonishingly huge."
Having said this, Dongfang Ren paused and said with emotion: "It's a pity for those low-level boxers.
Most of them are forced by life and have to go to the boxing ring, but their endings are very miserable.
They are either seriously injured or on the spot.
Death, even if you win by chance, as the number of competitions increases, your body will gradually become overloaded until it collapses."
Lin Xiaotian glanced at Dongfang Ren in surprise and asked doubtfully: "Brother Dongfang, you seem to know a lot about underground black boxing.
You have participated in it before."
The reason why Lin Xiaotian has this question is not only because Dongfang Ren knows the underground black boxing very well, but also because Dongfang Ren is an absolute martial arts idiot.
For this kind of martial arts idiot, participating in the underground black boxing is a normal thing. .
Dongfang Ren did not answer Lin Xiaotian's words.
He looked out the window with a complicated expression.
It was unclear whether the expression on his face was nostalgia or hatred.
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Underground boxing rings are usually built in sparsely populated areas, and the underground boxing ring in the Forest City is no exception.
Lin Xiaotian went to the largest underground boxing ring in Moscow, the forest capital.
This underground store is located in an abandoned factory building in the old city of the forest city.
It was bombed by the Germans during World War II and is full of ruins.
For ordinary people, this is a World War II relic and a place for people to visit.
But for the wealthy people in the forest city, this is a good place to spend money and go crazy for blood.
After arriving at the door of the abandoned factory, Lin Xiaotian paid a high admission fee of two cents and was taken to the underground boxing ring on the second floor.
As soon as the two arrived at the door of the second floor, they heard crazy shouts coming from inside.
It was countless men and women venting their emotions and shouting at the top of their lungs.
When the door was pushed open, a wave of heat hit the face.
Countless men and women were shirtless, waving the clothes in their hands, roaring towards the central ring like crazy beasts.
The nearly 1,000-square-meter underground hall was packed with seats.
In the middle of the hall was a large ten-meter-cubic iron cage.
In the iron cage, two Tsarist Russian men were fighting fiercely.
Both of them are over 1.9 meters tall and have strong builds.
Their attack and defense moves are simple and direct, full of murderous aura.
Each move goes straight to the opponent's vital points without any intention of holding back.
Often, one punch will take away a person.
Blood mist.
The splash of blood made the surrounding audience excited.
Many men had veins on their necks and their faces were flushed.
Many women screamed loudly and touched their crotches with their palms, feeling that they were about to climax.
Sex and violence have always been the most maddening elements.
It is particularly highlighted here.
After Dongfang Ren entered the underground boxing ring, the muscles in his body suddenly tightened, and his eyes became slightly bloodshot.
Upon seeing this, Lin Xiaotian patted Dongfang Ren heavily on the shoulder and said loudly: "Brother Dongfang, are you interested in a bet?"
Being slapped by Lin Xiaotian, Dongfang Rencai was inspired and broke away from his slightly excited mood.
"The outcome is obvious.
Brother Lin, are you going to test my vision?"
Dongfang Ren still had an abnormal blush on his face, obviously infected by the atmosphere of the scene.
"Haha, brother Dongfang is also a master of martial arts.
I don't mean to do anything for my own sake.
I just want to make a little money from the underground boxing ring," Lin Xiaotian said with a laugh.
"Haha, okay, let's rob the rich and give to the poor, and get some pocket money from these white-haired people."
After Dongfang Ren finished speaking, he took Lin Xiaotian to the betting office to place bets.
Since the battle had started a long time ago, the odds were not high, only 1:12.
Lin Xiaotian and Dongfang Ren each invested 500,000.
The result was as expected.
Within ten minutes of betting, Lin Xiaotian and Dongfang Ren won, and their bettors won and crushed their opponents.
The tsarist Russian man roared angrily and cast his gaze at the surrounding audience.
This is the most cruel place for underground black boxing, just like the gladiatorial arena in ancient Rome.
The audience at the scene has the power to decide the life and death of the loser.
After the battle is over, if any spectators feel that it is not satisfying, they will push their thumbs down and let the winner kill the loser.
If more than half of the audience's thumbs are pushed down, then the winner will obey the audience and kill the loser. kill The boxing ring was silent for a moment before being overturned by noisy shouts.
"Kill him"
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"Kill him" "kill" "kill" "kill" By the end, there were countless shouts, and almost all the audience pointed their fingers downward, roaring crazily.
These spectators are either rich or noble, and do not have the opportunity to trample on the law or kill people in their daily lives, but now the underground boxing ring gives them the opportunity to decide the life and death of others.
With cries of execution, the victorious Tsarist man put his arms around the neck of the loser, and then thrust the loser's head towards the audience.
"kill" "kill" "kill" The deliberate stagnant movements of the Tsarist Russian man made the surrounding audience even more crazy, and the screams resounded throughout the underground hall, deafening.
In the midst of the shouts, the tsarist Russian man used his arms hard and broke the loser's neck with a click.
At the moment he killed, the bodies of countless women in the audience trembled, their faces flushed, and they had a collective orgasm at this moment.
The men's eyes were blood red, and they clenched their fists and roared.
Just a show, a show that uses blood and life to please the audience In the underground boxing ring, human life is the least valuable.
Looking at the killed boxer, Lin Xiaotian and Dongfang Ren had different expressions.
Dongfang Ren's face was flushed and his muscles were tense again, while Lin Xiaotian seemed a little silent.
The first game ended, and the second game was between a Russian Russian man and a black boxer.
The fight between the two was more exciting than the previous one.
The black boxer was agile and had a variety of attack methods.
He was not as rigid as the Tsarist Russian man.
"Brother Lin, are you interested in betting again?"
Dongfang Ren was already a little excited.
Lin Xiaotian smiled slightly: "I will not miss this opportunity to earn foreign exchange from Lao Maozi."
Lin Xiaotian and Dongfang Ren were both masters of martial arts, so they naturally had sharp eyesight.
They won all three games in a row, and their stake of 500,000 yuan quickly turned into 5 million.
This is another charm of underground black boxing.
As long as you have luck or vision, you will get double stimulation from gambling here.
Just like Lin Xiaotian and others, gambling here makes money faster than picking up money.
After several consecutive victories, betting on boxing could no longer stimulate Dongfang Ren's emotions.
He encouraged, "Brother Lin, are you interested in going up for a fight?
You've been very angry these days.
This is a good place to vent your anger
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"Can anyone here participate in the competition?"
Lin Xiaotian asked in surprise.
Dongfang Ren said with a smile: "The underground black boxing in Tsarist Russia is very free.
Anyone can participate, as long as you sign the necessary agreement and pay a certain admission fee.
Of course, as long as you sign the agreement, you will be As a black boxer, life and death depend on one's ability and no longer receive any special care."
"Okay, then I'll go up and give it a try," Lin Xiaotian said without any hesitation.
Since meeting the old monk at Erlong Mountain, his spirit has been baptized by Zen, and his mood has become more and more peaceful.
If he is an ordinary person, this is definitely a rare opportunity, but for Lin Xiaotian, this kind of Peace also means relaxing your vigilance, which can easily lead to unpredictable dangers.
The trip to Tsarist Russia was full of crises, and he now needed a bloody battle to awaken the bloody battle in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiaotian went to register for the competition, and Dongfang Ren went to place a bet.
He bought all the 10 million they had won before and bought Lin Xiaotian to win.
However, when Lin Xiaotian signed up for the competition, he encountered a little trouble one day.
The person in charge of registering boxers for the competition was a Tsarist Russian beauty in her twenties.
Seeing that Lin Xiaotian, who was thin, wanted to sign up for the competition, the Tsarist Russian beauty kindly persuaded: "Handsome guy, watching the boxing match on the stage is one thing.
Competing in the ring is another matter.
If you are not careful, you may lose your life."
"Thank you pretty girl for your kindness, but I just like excitement," Lin Xiaotian said with a smile.
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