This is the information of the two boxers in the second game. After listening to Fan Ziran finish reading, Liu Lang smiled slightly and waved to a young kingdom wearing waiter costume standing two meters away. "Little brother, come here."

The waiter was obviously a young boy. He didn't know if he was too concerned about the upcoming battle match or if he didn't understand the kingdom words that suddenly appeared on Liu Lang. He was stunned for a few seconds before he hurried over and answered respectfully with a strong southern accent: "What are your instructions, guest?"

"What's going on? Are you deaf? You've called you for a long time before you agreed. Boy, please apologize quickly." The cousin of Bai Yingguo scolded the little waiter of the Kingdom man who had a slightly slow reaction.

"That's right, guest, it might be too noisy just now. You were talking about the kingdom north dialect, and I didn't hear it clearly for a while." The waiter ignored the cousin of Bai Yingguo who was arrogant and took the initiative to explain to Liu Lang.

Obviously, this kingdom boy has a very hard bone and has no good impression of the White Eagle people.

"Haha, in the White Eagle Kingdom, our kingdom is all fellow villagers. Don't be nervous, what's your name?" Liu Lang was slightly happy and said in an old-fashioned manner.

"My name is Zhou Dapeng." The waiter glanced at the fat fellow in front of him speechlessly.

Judging from his appearance, he is definitely a few years older than this person. It is almost the same for the fellow villager to call him.

However, thinking about how he finally tried to get his uncle to get a waiter in order to open his eyes, Zhou Dapeng temporarily endured the fat fellow's use of small things.

"In this way, give me a suggestion. Who do you think will win these two boxers?" Liu Lang said with a smile.

If it was a temporary idea to start calling the waiter, after this kingdom was a very strong character, Liu Lang still fell in love with the same clan of the kingdom. No matter where, the kingdom should have such a tough problem.

"I think!" After hearing what Liu Lang said, Zhou Dapeng was obviously eager to try, but thinking about his current identity, he finally suppressed his excitement and said cautiously: "This still requires your own judgment from the guest, and I can't help you."

"Haha, don't call me a guest, just call me Liu Lang, just tell me, I believe that my fellow villagers will never cheat me, right?" Liu Lang said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll give you an idea. I think! Our kingdom boxer will win. My grandfather said that kingdom kung fu is unparalleled in the world." Zhou Dapeng is obviously a person with a temperament. Seeing that Liu Lang said this, he didn't feel embarrassed and said directly about the candidate in his heart.

However, it is also obvious that the young waiter is somewhat nationalistic, which is also very consistent with his age and personality.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you." Liu Lang nodded indifferently, turned to Fan Ziran and said, "Let Xiao Luozi defeat the cash in the suitcase and win against the Kingdom boxer."

Is it so easy to get into the trap? "Little Luozi" is actually very clear. The old acquaintance San Chengshan told him that the winning rate of Muay Thai masters is as high as 70%.

However, whenever he heard the title of Xiao Luozi, even if the cousin of Baiying Kingdom was successfully designed, he always felt quite resentful. This nickname of Xiao Luozi is definitely his lingering nightmare. Anyway, he is sure that he has never seen such a shameless person in his life. The random "FUCK MM" nickname for people, and it is so vulgar, which always reminds people of creatures like mules.

"Guest, no, Brother Liu, how much money did you invest? What I said may not be right!" Zhou Dapeng, who has a good personality, looked at Bai Yingguo's cousin who looks good, carrying a suitcase to bet at Liu Lang's instructions, and suddenly felt a little confused.

"Not much, that suitcase is too small." Liu Lang said casually.

"Three hundred thousand." Chen Yunfa, who had been sitting on the side, was so cool that he didn't say a word suddenly.

"Three hundred thousand?" Zhou Dapeng was obviously shocked by this number.

"When I came to Baiying Country, of course I used the White Eagle money." Liu Lang smiled and glanced at the first overseas fellow villager he met here.

"&￥#@#￥￥" Zhou Dapeng obviously couldn't accept the 300,000 yuan because he was bet on a word, and he kept talking in the incomprehensible Wangguo Nanfang dialect.

"Brother Liu, if you lose, you can't blame me!" Zhou Dapeng sweated heavily and looked at Liu Lang with a bitter face.

"Haha, even if you lose, what's the point? Isn't there a game? I'll win back again." Liu Lang smiled slightly and said indifferently.

Not to mention the pitiful temporary waiter's entanglement, as the lights in the field gradually dimmed, the lights above the ring became brighter, and the fighting match was about to begin.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked to the center of the ring. At the same time, all the lights in the field went out. When a burst of exclamations sounded, three rows of strong lights suddenly lit up, aiming all at the ring, illuminating the ground.

I have to say that in order to attract more gamblers, this underground boxing gym is still quite the same, which makes Liu Lang feel like he is returning to the modern style of watching the Wulin style of Henan Provincial TV.

"Dear gentlemen and ladies, welcome everyone to watch the rulesless fighting match held in Hongyun Boxing Gym. I believe that this is not the first time many friends have come here. I won't say much more about the extra words here. I hope that friends can spend an unforgettable night here!" After a brief opening remark in foreign language, the middle-aged man immediately elongated his tone and shouted: "The second fighting match will be held below. Both sides of the battle are shadowless feet, god-legged Ma Teng from the mysterious Eastern Kingdom and Bocha from the hometown of Muay Thai...

The broadcast is bad, old friends are familiar with each other, but the new friends are a little unfamiliar. He fought on this field for a year and five months two years ago, and achieved 30 wins and three losses. He KOs his opponent in 15 times in 20 seconds. He withdrew from the unruly battle due to an accidental serious injury. But two years later, he was back at the warm invitation of our Hongyun Boxing Gym. Will he rebuild his past glory when he walks back to the fighting platform? Let's wait and see.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! We are all familiar with Shadowless Divine Leg Ma Teng. He is our star in our ring over the past few months. His record of nine out of ten battles and one defeat also proves his strength. Today's fighting match is destined to be a battle of dragons and tigers! The odds have been distributed to you. You can buy the winning or loss based on your own judgment. The betting time is three minutes before the start of the game. Please hurry up and bet!"

The middle-aged man's inflammatory language successfully stirred up the atmosphere on the court. The coming of the fight match made the faces of those well-dressed men and women full of fanaticism, and their breathing seemed much more rapid than usual. Because not only the blood splashed in the unlimited fight match could stimulate the adrenaline surge, but also the bets involved.

Ten thousand bets, the smallest bet here is the total income of an ordinary White Eagle man in the past five years, and the total income of an ordinary kingdom worker who has no food or drink for 25 years. Liu Lang rarely sees gamblers who only take a stack of bets. Many people, like Liu Lang, come with suitcases. Even if the number of people here is not full, there are more than 100 people.

Undoubtedly, this is not only a life-and-death battle, but more of a gamble of millions. The strength of the Hei* Gang, the kingdom of the underground boxing gym, is even above Liu Lang's imagination.

"Let's invite the first player to appear, Muay Thai broadcasting is bad..." As the host shouted in a lengthy tone, the lights on the ring also went out, and a strong light lit up at the same time, aiming at the boxer's lounge ten meters away from the ring.

A man with a typical overseas height and a height of no more than 1.75 meters, but with copper-colored muscles stood there with his hands hanging down. Seeing the light shining, his mouth cracked and his mouth exposed his white teeth, and his smile was a little scared.

As the lamppost moved forward, the strong Muay Thai master trotted all the way to the edge of the ring, bent his knees slightly, and flew into the air, then jumped onto the three-meter-high steel guardrail, leveraging the force on it, and flipped forward in the air, flipping straight from the three-meter-high guardrail, landing directly on the ring.

There was a thunderous cheer on the field. This move showed the unparalleled power of his leg muscles. He was worthy of being a boxer with the reputation of a master of Muay Thai.

"Be good, is this guy here to play juggle? He is quite able to jump around." Fan Ziran smacked her tongue aside.

Obviously, he didn't have much favoritism for this foreign boxer who loves to show off.

Liu Lang smiled slightly. This guy from overseas is not only good at skill, but also good at mind. Using this move to build momentum for himself, the victory or defeat of the masters is already a slightest. When this trend comes, he naturally gains the upper hand.
Chapter completed!