Although these women are not so beautiful and their figures are not as popular as the most popular. In such an environment with a depraved atmosphere, the eyes of the people in the stands are slowly becoming hotter. Some of them bring their female companions in and are even a little uncontrollable and are preparing to make a shot before the game begins.

Unlike the increasingly warm atmosphere on the field, in a lounge in the backstage, a man with his upper body was sitting there. The crisscrossing scars on his body interpreted his past experience. The lounge was not very big, with less than five square meters of which made people feel extremely depressing.

Bang! The door of the originally narrow and quiet lounge was suddenly pushed open, and the already warm atmosphere on the competition field not far away poured into the narrow room. The man sitting there silently showed a look of disgust on his face, but at the end he was helpless and wanted to stand up.

"Squad leader, this is a violent potion for you. You must hold on and fuck that bastard to death." The man who bought violent potion from Qinliang Pharmacy hurriedly ran in and stuffed a bottle of potion into the man with his upper body naked.

"Didn't Xiao Wu say not to let you waste money?" Ma Jing couldn't help frowning, but although there was blame in his words, tears flashed in his eyes.

After fighting the black fist here for so long, even if his opponent stabbed him with a knife, Ma Jing never frowned. But at this time, he could not suppress the tears in his eyes when he saw the violent potion in his hand. You should know that the violent potion that works for him must be expensive, and this may be due to all the savings from his brothers.

But even so, the final result is likely to be unchanged. He knows, and his brother knows it. But he still took out all his savings and did so without hesitation. This made Ma Jing quickly close his eyes, fearing that he would really shed tears.

"Squad leader, you must believe in yourself. You will definitely win. As long as you win this game, you will pay off the debt you owe. You can get the freedom to leave this damn place. In the future, we can be adventurers. Go to the sideline to hunt monsters, and life will definitely be better." The man called Xiaowu showed a light of hope in his eyes, and his voice was loud, as if he was giving confidence to his squad leader, and he seemed to be convincing himself.

"That's right, I will definitely win in the future. We two brothers go out to the wild to have a big bowl of wine and eat meat and live a casual life." Ma Jing stood up and walked to Xiaowu and patted his shoulder. Then his eyes flashed with cold light and looked at the bald head standing not far away. He walked sideways past Xiaowu and walked outside.

"I hope you can get off the ring, so that you will be really free." The bald man leaned against Qiang with his arms in his arms, and said as he looked at Ma Jing who was walking beside him, with his mouth wide open and his mouth exposed, which looked a little gloomy in such a dark environment.

"I will be alive, wait for me outside." Ma Jing snorted coldly and stared at the bald head. The bald head's originally smiling face made Ma Jing stare at it unnaturally.

"Then I wish your dream come true. Let's go, the game is about to begin." The bald man turned around and walked outside. A cold light appeared in his eyes. Obviously, Ma Jing's gaze made him feel a little scared. This made him extremely angry. However, thinking that this guy was about to die soon, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the bald back, Ma Jing followed behind and said in a voice that he could only hear, "Even if he dies, he will make you feel pain."

Obviously, Ma Jing must be in danger today. He used to be naive and thought that as long as he defeated his opponent and paid off his debts, he could live the life he wanted. But after so many life-and-death battles, he understood that as long as he set foot here, he could not leave alive.

The ultimate fate of the black boxer is to be beaten to death by his opponent. It is impossible to enjoy his old age. Today is the inevitable death game set by the organizer of this black boxer. The profit tickets for holding the black boxer are just pediatrics, and the main profit is still the gambling market.

Ma Jing has won 49 games. This is the 50th game. This game is not only the last game for him to pay off his debts and gain freedom. It is also a trap set by the organizer. Before this, some of the 49 opponents Ma Jing faced were stronger than him and weaker than him.

After each victory, Ma Jing felt glad that he was still alive, but gradually he noticed the trick inside. Those powerful opponents he defeated were all players who would win by many customers who would win, but they all lost in the end.

Now he has won 49 games and has attracted enough gambling funds. Although his opponent today is a newcomer who has won 19 games and performed very strongly, there are many customers who have supported him. However, he is naturally inferior to his defeat of several opponents who are stronger than him, winning 49 games in a row. Even if the opponent's strength is a small level higher than himself.

Therefore, Ma Jing knew that this game was a must-have game arranged by the organizer for him. He had raised him for 49 games, and he was already fat enough. It was time to raise the butcher knife and slaughter him and make a profit. So his opponent today is not just a small level higher than him, but he definitely has the ability to kill him. Otherwise, the organizer would not arrange such a game to lose money by himself.

Although Xiaowu followed Ma Jing to react a little slower, he obviously felt the unusualness of today's competition. Because he accidentally heard the conversations of several waiters in this club, the gambling money that was pressing on Ma Jing today was so scary, so he couldn't wait to buy violent potions to help Ma Jing.

"How is the situation?" In a luxurious room above the club, a woman kept spinning with red wine.

The vermilion lips seemed to be more gorgeous than the red wine under the light. The black and white eyes on the oval's face showed a lazy look under the long eyelashes. The silk pajamas wrapped around his delicate body, and his straight and compass-like legs were exposed to the air without hesitation, exuding a pearly luster.

An indescribable nobility emanated from the woman, making her look sacred and inviolable. But at this time, this outfit turned her nobility into an irresistible temptation. The man standing beside her always lowered his head and did not dare to look up to look at her, but the Adam's apple continued to roll and his breathing gradually became heavier.

Opposite the woman was a huge virtual screen, and everything on the Black Fist are presented on the screen with 360 degrees without dead corners. At this time, Ma Jing and his opponent Hesen were seen very clearly in the picture. In addition to the scene on the Black Fist arena, there are sole proprietorship bets of Ma Jing and Hesen on both sides of the screen.

The victory of defeating Ma Jing is 1:2, while the victory of Hessen is 1:07. Obviously, even if Ma Jing doesn't have much chance of winning, Johnson has never lost because he is a small level higher than Ma Jing. Therefore, the dealer is optimistic about Hessen when opening the bet.

However, Ma Jing's previous game records have made many viewers full of confidence, because Ma Jing not only defeated a player who was a small level higher than him, but also killed a player who was a big level higher than him.

Although he was seriously injured in the end, now there is another player who is one small level higher. The odds are like this, which naturally makes many viewers feel confident. Although the odds offered by the dealer seem to be optimistic about Hessen, the gambler and the dealer have always been opposite.

Therefore, since the dealer felt that Hessen's overall strength was higher than Ma Jing, he set this odds. But past experience told them that they could still get benefits from Ma Jing, a player who seems not very powerful but has extremely firm fighting will tonight. Therefore, Ma Jing's gambling money has exceeded 30 million, but Hessen has less than 5 million.

So today is unintentionally a season of harvest, but this harvest will not cause any trouble to the club. Because Ma Jing will be beaten to death by Hesen, this is something that the dealer cannot bribe. After all, there is only one life for a person. No one will give his life because of money.

In addition, the most fair odds given by the dealer before the opening, so the person who loses money in the end will only think that he is unlucky. Or carry out some activities in the club to vent his dissatisfaction with his loss. And venting in the club will make money no matter what activities it is. This will make the club get a second income. Therefore, A Furong is in a very good mood today.

"It's ready. Johnson has already mentioned the point. The genetic potion has been registered. He will gain combat power that is twice his current strength. It lasts for ten minutes. After the medicine is effective, he can maintain his original strength for another half an hour. However, the sequelae is that he needs to recuperate for three months after this battle, and his strength will be frozen at the peak of the Grand Master level in the future, and there will be no breakthroughs." The man who kept lowering his head and bent respectfully said hurriedly.

Direct instant killing will undoubtedly cause unnecessary suspicion, and use powerful attack power to injure Ma Jing to gain an advantage. Then wait for the medicine to work and kill Ma Jing with normal battles. This is undoubtedly a very perfect result.

"Is it the peak of the Grandmaster level? It's not bad, just use it as a reserve seed at this stage. From time to time, let him play two games to accumulate fame, and then take it out when you can use it." A Furong nodded, gently sipped her red lips on the glass and took a sip of red wine, and her indescribable elegance.

But as she moved, the loose silk nightgown was pulled out of her chest to expose her white cleavage, which made the man who was talking breathing much heavier.

"Huh?" Just when the man could not suppress the evil thoughts that were ready to move in his heart and wanted to exit the room. No one knew better than him how terrible this human man had fallen into a bench. But just as he was about to withdraw, the woman lying in the bench nodded.

Although the voice was very light, it even brought a charm that a woman could not speak. But the man's whole body was tense instantly. He felt that his whole body seemed to be wrapped in an invisible thread. As long as these threads were used a little force, he would instantly turn into a pile of minced meat. The atmosphere in the room also changed from the extreme charm just now to the snow.

"What's going on?" The woman's tone returned to calm. But the indescribable depression made the man's blood vessels solidify.

At this time, the man had no other thoughts and quickly looked up at the virtual screen. The black boxing match had already begun. The picture was frozen on Ma Jing's side. At this time, Ma Jing had just drunk the violent potion, and the medicine bottle was still in his hands.

In such a black boxing match, players can use any taboo medicine. As long as they are strong enough, they can kill the other party and give the audience a bloody feast. No one cares what kind of medicine you take to fight, and sometimes players even have cold weapons to kill each other.

Seeing the bottle of potion in Ma Jing's hand, the man soaked his clothes in cold sweat. He took two steps back and pressed the famous watch on his wrist and whispered twice to the watch. Half a minute later, the radio headphones in the man's ears received the news.

"It's a violent potion, and the effect cannot be determined. This was just purchased by Ma Jing's companion named Xiaowu. At this time, someone has already checked the source of the potion to determine the effect." The man hurriedly stepped forward and explained.

"You have two minutes to determine the effect of the medicine." The woman's voice returned to calm, but the cold sweat on the man's body continued to flow out like a fountain.

At this time, he could no longer control the volume of his speech and roared a few words at the watch on his wrist, and then he leaned against a table behind the woman as if he was hollowed out. He quietly waited for the arrival of fate.

At this time, Ma Jing had just drunk the violent potion and was about to go on stage. It only took about two minutes from the players' appearance to the start of the game. Obviously, the woman must determine the effect of the violent potion Ma Jing took between the beginning of the game. Otherwise, the man will lose his life.

A minute and a half later, the man who was almost exhausted suddenly jumped up and took a few steps forward and said hurriedly, "The potion comes from the big market, but I don't know which store comes from. Judging from the instrument scanning Ma Jing's heartbeat and the cell excitation level now. This bottle of potion should be a master-level primary potion, which can increase the master-level warrior's comprehensive strength by 10% to 30%, and lasts for ten minutes. After the time passes, the user will fall into weakness."

"You'd better pray that there will be no problems within these ten minutes." A Furong put down her hand and continued to shake the goblet in her hand. Her breath became tempting and lazy again, as if nothing had happened just now.

If everything is as natural as the man said, the more intense Ma Jing resisted in the first ten minutes, the more exciting the game will be, and the less trouble she will be afterwards. There are exceptions, obviously A Furong doesn't want to see this accident happen, and the man doesn't want to.

"Put those meaningless things first." Hearing the man continue to whisper a few words, A Furong turned her face and looked at the man. The man's face turned pale and quickly changed his orders, then closed the communication on his watch.

Obviously, the man had just instructed the people below to catch Xiao Wu and ask for specific information about the violent potion. Even if there was no specific information, just know what he bought from the store. The man could determine the effectiveness of the violent potion in a short time.

But at this time the game has already started, it is obviously meaningless for the man to do these things again, but it will attract the attention of others. You should know that many people are betting on Ma Jing at this time, and some are still betting. At this time, do anything against Ma Jing or around him. When the game is over, if Ma Jing loses, it will become an excuse for others to attack this club.

So now it doesn't make sense to know the effect of that bottle of violent potion, because even if you know it is a bottle of magical medicine, it can give Ma Jing the ability to kill Hesen. At this time, the game has begun and it is impossible to stop it. Therefore, what you have to do is wait quietly for the result.

A Furong was still lying lazily in the bench, her suffocating legs were exposed to the air without hesitation. But at this time, the man no longer had the urge to be unable to control his evil thoughts just now. Some of them were just staring at the virtual screen with their eyes tightly and praying in their hearts.

Ma Jing never felt that he was so strong, although he knew that taking the rage potion could enhance his strength in a short period of time. He had also taken rage potion before. But this bottle of rage potion was obviously different from the rage potion he had taken before.

In the past, when taking violent potions, the tendons and veins would hurt as if they were torn. Although the strength of the body would be instantly increased, it seemed that some force was squeezed and hollowed out in the bones. It felt very strong on the outside, but it was very empty on the inside.

But this bottle of violent potion was different. At this time, Ma Jing only felt that his whole body was full of strength and the cells were in extreme excitement. The speed of Yuanli flowing in the tendons and veins was faster. But the tendons and veins did not feel uncomfortable at all.

Even some of his secret injuries in the previous game were temporarily suppressed. At this time, he felt that he had never felt better. This powerful feeling was like the power he had gained through hard work, without the feeling of being strong outside and fucking his body in the middle, as if he was squeezed out by the power in his bones.

"I don't know where Xiao Wu bought such a violent potion." Ma Jing was obviously a person who knew the goods. After taking it, he could naturally tell the quality of this violent potion.

However, Ma Jing then laughed at himself again, saying that he had a life-threatening death in this game. He was likely to die directly on the field. He was still concerned about these boring issues, so he was obviously a little distracted. So Ma Jing's gaze became firm.

Since he knew that this was a battle that might be dead, since he had to fight, he could not let his opponent live. Even if he died, he would bite a piece of meat from the other party. After death, he would make the manipulator hurt all of this, otherwise Ma Jing would not be in peace even after death.

There was no referee. When Ma Jing and Hesen walked into the ring, the iron cage that the two of them opened was closed when they came, and only the two of them were left on the ring.

Hessen is a black man, nearly two meters tall, and his explosive muscles make him look like a human-shaped monster. There is only one elastic in his body that wraps important parts, and the rest are exposed in the air, emitting a metallic luster under the light.

Many ladies in the stands couldn't help but scream when they saw Hesen's dress so trembling and screaming. Especially when they saw Hesen's large size wrapped in Hesen, these ladies stared at Hesen like evil wolf. (To be continued...)

Chapter 275 Hessen:

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