Here, in this underground black boxing world, fists speak.
What I showed just now finally made this person realize that I am not someone to be trifled with.
After being glared at by me, he was stunned and continued to ask: "Age."
"You checked the household registration?"
I asked instead without answering his question.
Do you need this information to fight an underground black boxing game?
I have never done it.
Of course I don't know, but I think it's not necessary.
Just recording my name should be enough.
That person probably didn't expect me to be so tough, so he was stunned for a moment and then relented.
He pulled out a sign from somewhere and threw it to me.
I saw the number eight written on the sign, and I didn't know what it meant.
At this time, Su Yu pulled the corner of my clothes and pointed to a blackboard in the room.
I saw the person who recorded it earlier was holding a piece of chalk and writing a few words on the blackboard.
"Uncle Zuo vs.
General Yang" Damn it, I'll fight General Yang I cursed secretly, it was only my first day here and I met the most awesome person in this underground black boxing world.
What the hell is this?
The first time I thought that Li Mingjie was up to something, I thought about it and denied that this underground black boxing house did not belong to the Li family.
No matter how powerful the Li family is, they can't control the black boxing market.
But I never imagined that this underground black boxing actually belongs to the Zou family.
It's normal to arrange for me to face General Yang.
After thinking about it, General Yang has been ranked first for a week, so naturally he will appear as the finale of every night.
But I am a pure newcomer.
In their opinion, I either come here to seek abuse.
Or seek death, naturally it appears as a punchline.
Because our relationship was in the last scene and nothing happened, Su Yu and I exited the small room.
When he came out, Li Mingjie was no longer here, and I don't know where he went.
But Li Mingjie left, just as I wanted.
At this moment, the boxing match on the stage had just begun.
The first match was between two strong men fighting each other.
It was not interesting.
I only took a brief look and guessed the result.
But this game has already started, and no more bets can be made.
Otherwise, I would like to bet twice.
After all, it’s a matter of winning, who doesn’t want to win more?
Fortunately, this boxing match was not the highlight, and it ended not long after.
The second game starts ten minutes later.
When the two boxers came to the stage, I saw Su Yu's eager expression.
Thinking about it, he probably also wanted to take a gamble.
Sure enough, when the bet collector passed by, Su Yu grabbed him, touched his pocket, took out two thousand yuan and threw it on the plate.
Then he pointed at the boxer on the stage and started to speak.
The raised hand was suppressed by me, and I threw another 100,000 yuan into the plate, and then said to the boy: "Buy the red cube, we all buy the red cube."
When the younger brother heard this, he saw that I was generous, throwing out one hundred thousand at every turn.
He spat and counted the money.
After making sure that there was no problem, he took out the previous piece of paper from his waist, which had the time of the show written on it, and also There is an amount of money.
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Su Yu only pressed 2,000 yuan, which was the smallest amount among the two.
And I am one hundred thousand.
This one note represents 50,000, and two pieces of paper represent 100,000.
"Brother Zuo, why are you pressing the red one?
I think the blue one should be more powerful."
Su Yu was a little depressed.
He held the piece of paper and smiled bitterly.
The note is red, which means we are betting on the red side.
And after listening to Su Yu's words, I sighed.
Although he is the young master of the Su family, he has been following Su Nanshan all day long recently.
But I think Su Nanshan must have never taught him fighting skills or anything like that.
Su Yu himself.
He doesn't even know how to learn these things.
Of course he doesn't know how to judge the strength of both sides.
I could only explain: "Look at the bones and joints of the red boxer."
When I said this, Su Yu looked over attentively.
After a while, he frowned and shook his head.
After all, he couldn't figure out the reason.
He just said in confusion: "Is there anything strange?
I just feel that the bone joints of his fingers are a bit protruding, and the joints are larger than the average person."
"That's right."
I nodded and explained: "That's why the bones and joints of ordinary people are generally not that big, and if the bones and joints want to become that big, they need to be continuously crushed, healed, It’s just a repetitive destructive training of crushing and healing.”
When Su Yu heard what I said, he understood a little bit.
He was stunned, then guessed: "Brother Zuo, you mean the boxer on the red side is the real boxer."
"Yeah" I nodded.
Finally, Su Yu understood the problem.
It was not easy.
When boxers train at home, they usually practice against sandbags and the like.
There are very few people who train against hard objects.
One of the reasons is to get started.
Secondly, whoever keeps punching the wall without any problem is either an idiot or a joke.
And I guess that the red boxer on the stage, even if he is not training against the wall, is training against other hard objects such as walls.
This is due to my observation ability since learning fighting skills, so-called drawing by analogy.
Let me explain it this way.
Attracting Su Yu's eyes of endless admiration.
His eyes almost sparkled when he stared at me, and he said after a long time: "Damn it, Brother Zuo, where did you learn this knowledge?"
I was silent, not wanting to explain, but suddenly it occurred to me that Su Yu followed his grandfather Su Nanshan and relied on his grandfather's character, which must have been prescribed for him.
He is not allowed to interfere with the Su family's revenge matters.
Naturally, they won't teach him skills such as fighting.
After thinking about it, if the Su family is in trouble in the future and grandpa disappears like last time, whoever can stand up at that time might as well teach Su Yu out.
Even if Su Yu couldn't step forward then, it would be no problem to escape intact.
Thinking of this, I pulled Su Yu aside, and then quietly said to him: "When you have free time, stay with me and I will teach you a set of physical skills, including self-defense."
Su Yu didn't see me fighting, so maybe he didn't understand the so-called power of my physical skills.
Hearing this, he probably thought I was going to ask him to do gymnastics, so he curled his lips and didn't agree.
Seeing him like that, I didn't force myself.
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After a duel with General Yang later, I would let him see the power of fighting skills.
If he is still indifferent, it means that his mind is not on this, and it is useless for me to persuade him.
While I was thinking about it, the game on the stage had already begun.
A boxing match that lasted only a few minutes started quickly and ended quickly.
Sure enough, from the beginning, the red boxer punched and punched the blue boxer hard.
Even though he is slightly slimmer than the blue boxer, it doesn't affect anything at all.
There were even times when the red boxer punched against the blue boxer's fist, and every blow hit almost a vital part.
However, after three minutes of fighting, the blue boxer could no longer hold on.
The pain caused him to twist all over, and he was punched on the inside of his thigh.
At this moment, the leg was trembling faintly.
One last punch.
As the red boxer punched the blue boxer in the face, the latter fell to the ground and never got up again.
As a result, I had already guessed it, and there was no surprise.
But Su Yu probably didn't expect that.
He glanced at the stage in surprise, wondering how a fat man could win against a thin man.
Then he looked at me in confusion, and then exclaimed: "Two thousand changes."
It’s four thousand.”
I didn't have much surprise, so I handed the two slips of paper to Su Yu and asked him to redeem the bet.
After the latter took it, he ran towards the bet exchange counter with excitement on his face.
And I stood there, listening to the host on the field explaining the next game in an emotional voice.
Not long after, Su Yu came back, carrying a black plastic bag.
I knew it contained cash, but I didn't even look at it.
But Su Yu handed it to me and said, "Brother Zuo, the total amount is 204,000 yuan, and it's all here."
"Your four thousand are also in it."
Su Yu touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and then said: "Actually, it was originally yours.
You gave me six thousand yuan last time, and you still have two thousand yuan left to spend.
That's the one just now."
I felt ashamed, feeling that Su Yu didn't look like a young master from aristocratic family.
In the past two weeks, he couldn't even spend 6,000 yuan.
On the contrary, I am more like a young man from an aristocratic family.
In just a month or so, I have spent a fucking five or six hundred thousand: