Chapter 360: Weird game (Part 2)

Staring at the falling boxer in front of him, there were layers of suspicion in Liang Chen's eyes.

He never expected that this person was really a sick person, and he was an ordinary person who had not practiced any kung fu at all. He was just coming up to be beaten and delivered vegetables.

Not to mention him, I am afraid that if a young and strong man comes up, he will still be able to beat him up even if he doesn't know how to do it.

What is this Boss Mo Qianhua doing? Is he playing with a ticket, a person or himself? You must know that every game of this kind is crucial. If you win one less game, you will lose all your wealth and even lose your chance to make a comeback. [

Liang Ziheng, who was in the audience, also frowned, his eyes shone coldly, and he thought deeply, as if he had noticed something.

"The result of the competition, No. 4 boxer wins. The boxer leaves the court. The second boss, Zhao Jun, please show your number card." At this time, Yu Zhanyuan took a breath and continued to say to Zhao Jun with a blank expression. Then, a staff member opened the iron cage and dragged the boxer with his legs folded inside out.

"I chose No. 4, Boss Liang Ziheng." Zhao Jun stood up and showed his number ball.

Liang Ziheng had a cold electric burst in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but just looked at Liang Chen with some concern.

"Please stay in the ring with boxing player No. 4." Yu Zhanyuan looked at Liang Chen and blinked in a hidden way, with a strong look of worry in his eyes.

Liang Chen heard his name and saw Yu Zhanyuan's eyes. He couldn't help but be stunned. He slowly turned his head to look at Liang Ziheng under the stage, but saw that Liang Chen Ziheng's fists on the table were already tightly clenched together. Looking at him, his eyes were angry but a little helpless.

At this moment, Zhao Jun's boxer had already come up, so there was an uproar in the whole audience again.

This man was thin and dry, with wrinkles on his face. He was actually an old man in his fifties, with dark face and thin body, and almost no bit of meat. He seemed to be able to blow away by the wind.

"Silent!" Yu Zhanyuan's gloomy eyes showed a hint of joy, but it was fleeting. He shouted and calmed down the order of the scene.

The people in charge of supervision from the National League, Branch and District League next to them showed a hint of anger on their faces, and they were forced to endure and suppress themselves.

Liang Ziheng was also stunned, then turned to look at Zhao Jun, but saw Zhao Jun, who was fat and big-eared, twisting a string of Buddhist beads. No one looked at them, and he was still muttering something, and he didn't know what he was chanting.

Except for Liang Ziheng, the other bosses were all in their eyes, but their anger became more and more obvious.

The thin half-big old man had already trembled into the iron cage, looking at the tall and strong Liang Chen in fear, his body trembled like fallen leaves in autumn. Even a blind man could tell that this was definitely not a serious boxer, and maybe he was just a pitiful laid-off worker who swept the streets.
Chapter completed!