Liuhe City, underground boxing ring.

Faced with the naked provocation of the Russian Roshan, everyone looked extremely ugly, which was a contempt and provocation to everyone on the scene.

Finally, a young man jumped onto the ring. China has never lacked warriors for thousands of years.

In the underground boxing ring, people can be allowed to go on stage to compete in the middle.

The young man pointed at the Russian Pushkin, "Haha! You are a silly man who killed thousands of swords. I will avenge my senior brother!"

The old Russian Rushan grinned and said in a broken Chinese language: "Who is your senior brother? Who are you? My subordinates will not kill the nameless people."

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "I am Chen Mang, my senior brother Chu Qiao, who was broken by you. Today, I must avenge my senior brother."

The old Russian grinned and said, "Hehehehe, you mean the person who was beaten to pieces by me. Since you miss him so much, I will send you down to meet him."

"I want to place a bet on the odds!"

"I want to place a bet on the odds!"

"I want to bet 100 million to win by Pushkin."

The audience members in the audience were all excited. Everyone knew that they would win the game. This was a great opportunity to make money!

Angela Chang's face became ugly. Everyone knew that the Russians would win. They would definitely lose their underwear when they opened the odds. However, if they didn't open the odds, the reputation of the boxing ring would be gone. Who would watch the boxing match next time?

The reason why everyone is here to watch boxing competitions is to relieve stress, and the most important thing is to bet on money.

If you can’t gamble money in the boxing ring, you will lose a lot of fun.

Li Yuanlong looked at Angela Chang with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, hurry up and make the odds, you won't be able to afford it, right? If that's the case, I advise everyone not to come in the future, and your boxing ring will be closed quickly!"

"Odds!Off odds! If you don't, you will refund the ticket."

"Opportunity!Opportunity!Close the door if it doesn't open!"

The audience in the audience started to stir up.

Angela Chang gritted her teeth, "Odds, Pushkin vs. Chen Mang, one pays two, and Chen Mang vs. Pushkin, two pays one."

Li Yuanlong curled his lips, "Tsk, I only compensated twice, Mr. Zhang is such a big boss, so stingy!"

"snort!"

Angela Chang's face turned pale, and he had to pay for his underwear at odds of one or two. During this period, the Russians had already lost over 100 million yuan.

However, if the odds of one or one will be awarded, those viewers will definitely not agree, because a discerning person will have an inequality when he sees his strength.

Now even though you know it is a loss of money, you must grit your teeth and persevere, unless you defeat the Russian Roushan.

But, looking at the Russian who looked like a mountain of meat, who could defeat him?

"Betting, betting, betting quickly!" The audience in the audience ran to the betting station to register. After all, this is a business that is stable and profitable. Fools don't bet. Everyone just hates that they bring less money.

Everyone at the scene was Absphikin, and none of them were Abspin Chen Mang.

"I'll bet 10 million, I'm going to play with it. I can't take this free money!" Li Yuanlong laughed loudly, with indescribable pride on his face.

Angela Chang's face became increasingly ugly. Wang Dachun did not place a bet this time, after all, he wanted to give Angela Chang face.

Soon, the audience finished betting, and when Angela Chang saw that the betting was 10 million. If Li Yuanlong's 10 million was added, it would be 20 million.

According to the odds of one or two, that is to say, Angela Chang would lose 40 million in this game, which made his face look extremely ugly.

At this time the referee walked on stage and announced, "The game began!"

Chen Mang's body shook and rushed towards the old Russian Rou Mountain. He took action first and then suffered.

Bang!

Chen Mang punched Lao Maozi Roshan's chest. The huge muscles on Lao Maozi Roshan's chest trembled, and Chen Mang's attack was completely resolved.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Chen Mang's fist fell on the body of the old Russian Roushan like raindrops. The muscles on the old Russian Roushan swayed, as if nothing had happened.

The old Russian Roshan grinned, "Are you tickling me?"

Everyone sighed, feeling that Chen Mang was simply shaking a big tree. He had no choice but to stand there and let him beat him.

Wang Dachun shook his head and sighed. The difference in strength between the two was too big, and they were not of the same magnitude at all. How could they fight?

"Ah! I'll fight you!" Chen Mang suddenly became anxious, stood there and was full of energy, and his two fists hit Roshan's stomach at the same time.

No matter how strong the meat mountain is, his belly is always a weakness. He doesn't believe it, and his belly is also a steely one.

However, Chen Mang's fist hit Roshan's stomach and his face changed. His two fists felt like they were hitting cotton.

What made him even more nervous was that the old Russian Roshan's belly was like a suction cup, sucking his fists firmly, and he couldn't even pull it out.

Wang Dachun shook his head and sighed, "Chen Mang is finished!"

The old Russian Roshan grinned, "You jumping clown, have attacked me for so long, it's my turn!"

After saying that, the old Russian Rou Shan smiled cruelly and slapped Chen Mang's head with the palm of his palm fan directly.

Bang!

The huge force was accompanied by a sound of bone cracks.

hiss!

Everyone gasped because the palm of the old Russian Roushan directly slapped Chen Mang's head into his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"ah!"

Meiji screamed in fear, immediately covered her eyes, and her pretty face turned pale. This is too cruel and bloody!

"Pushkin!"

"Pushkin!"

"Long live Pushkin!"

The audience immediately cheered like tsunamis. This scene was so exciting that their hormones soared rapidly.

Wang Dachun was speechless. What kind of people were they like? Seeing the Russians killing their compatriots, they cheered loudly, and they were simply a bunch of beasts.

Soon, Chen Mang's body was transported off the stage. Here, human life was like a mustard of grass. It was not much different to die a person and a chicken.

The old Russian Roushan sat down at the ring to drink water, and a girl was pounding his back from behind. This person was Li Yuanlong's money tree, so he served him like the old man.

After the body was processed, a waiter came up to wipe the blood clean.

The old Russian Rushan stood up and smiled contemptuously, "It's too weak, you Chinese are too weak! Whoever dares to fight, I can kill him with one hand!"

"I'll fight you!"

At this time, a strong middle-aged man jumped onto the ring. Although the middle-aged man was tall and about 1.8 meters tall, he still looked like a child in front of the Russian Rou Mountain.

The big man hugged his fists, "I'm in Hu Jun, I'll beat you up!"

The Russian Rushan grinned, "I'm going to die again, okay, I like to kill you yellow-skinned monkeys the most, which will make me very happy physically and mentally!"

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