The place where the black boxing battles is naturally very secretive. It is open underground in a mahjong hall. The choice of this place is excellent. Even if someone comes to arrest people, even if the police come, they will only check the mahjong hall on the surface and find trouble for the mahjong hall.

Who would have thought that the underground of this mahjong hall is actually a place for fighting black boxing. Even if you scan the mahjong hall, you can only make some trouble at most and can reopen the next day without delaying any trouble.

This is a feature here, very different from the mainland.

When Tang Ling and Lei Zi went in, there was a special receptionist. After repeated reviews of Tang Ling and Lei Zi, they confirmed that they were not undercover characters and did not carry machines for secret photography, so they let the two of them in.

As soon as I got to the ground, the bloody sound of the boxing ring came over, with all kinds of sounds inside, including those who roared, cheered, bets and gambling, and those who ate the boxing treasures. In short, all kinds of sounds came one after another.

If the noise here is very loud when the fight is fierce, no wonder the sound insulation measures here are very good. If there is such a loud sound insulation measures, if there is no good sound insulation measures, even if there is a mahjong hall on it, it will easily expose the target.

"Boss, I've been here once, and it's absolutely endorsement of violence and blood."

Lei Zi said loudly in Tang Ling's ear, "The sound is not loud here, and he can't even hear anything the people next to him say."

Lei Zi has actually been to Hong Kong. When the "Nighthawk" was formed, Lei Zi almost ran around the world and had a lot of things to come into contact with. When he came to Hong Kong, he also came to this kind of place for fighting black boxing and saw the passion here.

As long as you are a man with a little bloody nature, as long as you come to this occasion and feel this atmosphere, there is probably no one who doesn’t feel excited. This is a place that has a very influential place. People with great pressure can completely release their pressure when they come here and enjoy the passion of this moment.

Even Tang Ling, when she came here and felt the atmosphere here, she would unconsciously be affected somehow. This is indeed a good place to release pressure.

Tang Ling rubbed her index finger and thumb gently. This was her usual little move when she was thinking about things. Perhaps, she knew that the deputy director would like to have a real-life boxing match.

The pressure of life in Hong Kong is huge, and he is at a high position. He faces various situations every day and is always tempted by various temptations. People are under pressure for a long time. If there is no place to vent, it will bring a heavy burden to the psychology. It seems that this deputy director likes to watch real-life boxing matches in order to release his pressure.

Of course, this is just a guess from Tang Ling. What is the specific one, we will have to wait until Tang Ling meets the deputy director Qu Mingda to find out.

"What are you waiting for if you don't bet? I'm very optimistic about the Thai player in this game. I saw that he punched quickly, fiercely and strongly, and had a strong body. His opponent wouldn't do it at first sight. I guess that if you hit a few more strokes, the opponent would definitely fall down. If you don't place bets, you will have no chance in a while."

"This is not accurate. This Thai player is indeed good, but I came today not for him. I am waiting for the last game. All the money today is used to bet on him."

"The last one? Are you talking about the God of War?"

"That's right, it's the God of War. Who doesn't know that betting on the God of War is a sure profitable deal. The Thai player you mentioned is good, but the final result is not certain, and the God of War is different. Since he started boxing here, have you seen him lose one?"

"The God of War has indeed never lost, but everyone bets that the God of War has won. Even if you win, you don't have much money to get, so how can you get this excitement."

"Don't worry about gambling, anyway, I can guarantee that I will be the winner in the end, that is, I will make a profit, which is better than gambling if I lose."

"That's so boring. If you want to play, you have to play with your heartbeat."

"Tsk, every time you see the God of War appear, you call more than me. When the God of War appears, there is one that is not thrilling and exciting to watch. I can make money, find excitement, and watch such exciting performances, killing several times at once. What's wrong with it?"

"That's right... what you said seems to make sense."

While watching the game, Tang Ling listened to the discussions of people around her. In addition to studying the contestants, the most common thing she talked about was this "God of War". It seems that this "God of War" should be the major selling point of this black boxing stronghold.

It seems that most people here are coming for this "God of War". Moreover, Tang Ling also heard that this "God of War" plays almost every day. From him coming here, there is a game every night and never loses. He can be called a "God of War". This is also the origin of his title.

Tang Ling was a little surprised when she heard this. Generally speaking, even the regular players who fought black boxing did not fight every day. They only played once every few days or once a month. After all, the players are human beings, not machines.

And this "God of War" actually fought every day, which made Tang Ling admire him a little in her heart. No wonder she was called "God of War", which is indeed amazing.

The passionate atmosphere is expressed here vividly, with the sound of the fist hitting people when punching, the bloodshots flowing out of the face due to injuries, and the sweat flowing on the strong body, which always tempts people's eyes.

The cheers and roars below were deafening.

"Boss, I looked around and didn't seem to see Qu Mingda. It seems that I'm in vain today."

Although Lei Zi felt his blood boiling when he saw the boxing match, he did not forget the purpose of coming here. He watched in the crowd for a long time but did not see Qu Mingda.

When Tang Ling came in, of course, she also looked at this place and couldn't find Naqu Mingda. She should have left, but was it heard those people talking about the "God of War"? She was a little curious and wanted to see the strength of this "God of War".

I heard those people say that today the person who was going to fight against the "God of War" was a black man from M country. This man had never come to Hong Kong to fight before, but he was in Europe and the United States and could be said to be the underground boss of Black Fist. He has never lost since he went out to fight. This time, he came here because he heard that a "God of War" appeared in the underground black Fist in Hong Kong and came here to challenge it.

In other words, tonight's game was absolutely exciting. Many people were looking forward to the last game, and they were all excited.

For some reason, Tang Ling had a strange feeling. She always felt that if Qu Mingda knew about the game at this level, she would not have missed it. After all, this was a match between a strong duel, and even Tang Ling wanted to stay and see how the result was. If Qu Mingda really likes Black Fist, this game would not have been missed.

Tang Ling's feelings have always been very accurate. She has a feeling that maybe she can really see the deputy director Qu Mingda tonight.

"Wait a little longer, the last game is not yet reached. Let's talk about it when the last game is over."

Tang Ling spoke to Lei Zi. Lei Zi was very excited after hearing this. The boss said that he would wait until the last game was over, which means that he would see the international war tonight.

"Boss, you're so wise!"

Lei Zi sincerely exclaimed, but what he admired was that Tang Ling decided to stay and watch the last show.

During this period, Lei Zi was also infected and bet a few bets, but they all had wins and losses. Lei Zi didn't care. Although the industry belongs to Tang Ling, Tang Ling never treats them with harsh treatment. He basically doesn't know how much of his current assets are. Betting is just for fun and atmosphere, so he doesn't care much about whether he loses or wins.

Lei Zi was quite happy to win, but he didn't care at all if he lost. He just sighed that there was something wrong with his eyesight.

At the same time, I would also sigh that Tang Ling's eyesight is so accurate. Every time Tang Ling can accurately tell who will win, and even know that the next second of the game will end.

Lei Zi discovered that he had been promoted to the boss by another level. He thought that the boss could go and bet, and he would definitely win every bet.

In fact, Lei Zi didn't know that if Tang Ling wanted to bet, she would basically not lose. However, Tang Ling was not willing to make money in this way. This kind of money was made quickly, and she used her superpowers. She would rather use her own strength to make money, which would be more fun.

When the penultimate game was over, Tang Ling glanced at her watch and it was already midnight. She seemed to feel something. Tang Ling turned around and looked at the entrance. Sure enough, a figure came in. Tang Ling narrowed her eyes and curled her lips gently.

The big fish tonight has finally arrived.

"Huh? Boss, what are you looking at?"

Lei Zi was about to talk to Tang Ling, but found that Tang Ling turned around and looked at the direction of the entrance. He also looked at Tang Ling's gaze and saw a man. Lei Zi carefully identified it for a long time before he suddenly realized.

"Boss, isn't that Qu Mingda? He came so late and was dressed up like that. I guess he was afraid that others would recognize him?"

Qu Mingda has redecorated her face now. Her original bald head is now wearing a wig and big glasses, covering half of her face, making people unable to see her appearance clearly.

Tang Ling curled her lips gently. Qu Mingda was indeed rigorous enough. Even if she came to such a place, she would only come after being fully armed.

However, the more he did this, the more beneficial it would be to Tang Ling. If he had taboos, it would naturally become his weakness.

Tang Ling withdrew her gaze and was not in a hurry to find Qu Mingda. She looked at Lei Zi and said, "No need to watch it. He can't run away tonight. Let's watch the game first."

As soon as Tang Ling finished speaking, a host came on the court, "Brothers, I don't know if you are happy to watch the boxing match tonight?"

"Cool!"

Below were people shouting, and they were very happy.

"It's so good? Then, will you be happy to death?"

The host specifically emphasized the word "smooth". Although it is a black boxing here, there are also many treasures who provide it. After watching such a pleasant game, the blood in his body will naturally be boiling. Then hug these treasures and go out to have fun, and vent the excitement that has not yet been radiated in the xiati. That feeling is so exciting!

"Next, our last game today. I believe everyone knows that today's game is really amazing. You will definitely be able to fuck two more girls in the future!"

Most of the people here are men, and they are very open and say vulgar. The host says something dirty, but they are more interested, as if they resonate with them.

"Okay, since everyone is so interested, our last game today will start soon. In the last game, we invited a European and American athlete, Orell, who has fought all over the European and American underground black boxing. Today he came to us to challenge our underground boxing champion, God of War!"

The host briefly introduced the black man Orell, and the people below began to make excitement.

"good!"

"Do it, go to death!"

"Start quickly!"

"Okay, we'll invite Oreal to the court now!"

The host didn't sway everyone's appetite. Everyone was in high spirits at this moment, so they naturally had to strike while the iron was hot, and it would be better to set off a climax.

Tang Ling looked at the black man Orell, with a strong body, and a fat shorts on his lower body. He was tall and mighty, with a fierce look on his face, and there were many scars on his body. They should have been left behind before, and each one was a testimony to his current achievements.

As soon as he got on the field, the black man Orell roared and slapped his chest a few times. The muscles on his arms were tightly tense, and a wild smell suddenly emanated.

Sure enough, with such an appearance, the people in the audience went crazy and shouted at Oliver, "There was no choice. His figure and his performance after taking the stage both touched everyone's hearts."

This Orell is different from the players they watched before. Just by looking at the momentum and face, you already know that it is definitely not a good person to mess with. You can tell at first glance that he has experienced many battles. In addition, he has fought all over Europe and the United States without any rivals. Many people are thinking about it, wondering if the God of War can continue his myth this time.

"Boss, how do you think of this Orell? Will you win?"

After Lei Zi knew that Tang Ling was very accurate, he began to consult Tang Ling's opinions. This was the last and the most intense one. Lei Zi wanted to bet again. The previous bets were all small fights. When people saw this, they knew that it was definitely a fierce battle, so he naturally had to gamble again.

"Fighting, especially this kind of black fist, depends not only on a strong body and muscles, but more importantly, it is to use your brain, but I don't know if Oriel has that thing."

Tang Ling spoke lightly. Lei Zi listened to Tang Ling's words and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what the boss meant. Is this saying, can Oriel win or can't win?

Looking at Lei Zi's confused eyes, Tang Ling shrugged and then smiled, "I really can't appreciate that kind of player. After I got on the court, I hit my chest hard. In my opinion, what he was wasted is not the place. Before his opponent came up, he beat him up first. It's not smart enough."

puff!

After hearing Tang Ling's opinion, Lei Zi couldn't help feeling stuffy. How many people were excited about Orell's opening. As soon as the boss opened his mouth, he regarded Orell's approach as an idiot. His ideas were indeed unique and unique.

But when I think back on what the boss said, it seems to make sense.

Let’s wait and see that “God of War”. I don’t know what the “God of War” that has been rumored to be magical is like.

When Lei Zi turned to the stage, Tang Ling glanced at Qu Mingda, who was not obvious at all in the crowd. In Qu Mingda's eyes, she could indeed see a light flashing in Qu Mingda's eyes.

It seems that Qu Mingda does like boxing very much, but judging from the time he came, he should only be interested in that kind of high-level boxing match, otherwise he would not be able to watch the last game by tying time.

"Okay, next, our God of War will appear! Brothers, what are you waiting for? What are you cheering and your shouting? Your God of War has come out. Tonight's game will be the most intense game ever. What are you waiting for? Go and place your bet! Next, welcome our God of War!"

"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!"

"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!"

"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!"

This was definitely spontaneous. A group of people were shouting the name "God of War" there. The momentum seemed to have seen a hero of humanity. Even Orell, when he heard the shouts of these people, looked much ugly. His originally dark face was now even darker, but everyone could not see it.
To be continued...