The main reason why people in the demon world like to drive instead of directly using flying skills is not to save effort, but because of a sense of security.
The car is the most basic means of transportation for the demons. It is better to say that it is a means of transportation than a tool for protecting oneself when going out.
Ai'en City is next door to Weiyu City. The distance is not too far. It only takes three hours to drive. People in the Demon Realm generally will not leave their own territory unless necessary. Therefore, the roads are very smooth, and sometimes even on the road
It is normal to drive for half an hour without encountering a car.
While in the car, Jing Long didn't talk much, but he was imparting combat experience to Fan Jianqiang.
When he was about to arrive at his destination, Jing Long repeatedly told him not to be brave and not to leave the house arranged for him in the underground boxing ring.
Actually, during the three-hour drive, Jing Long didn't say a single provocative word. It can be seen that Jing Long arranged for Fan Jianqiang to come here and endured a lot of pressure and risk.
Ion City is an underground boxing ring located in a remote food factory and residential area.
Jing Long slowed down the car and stopped outside an old iron gate. After blaring the horn at irregular frequencies several times, Jing Long smiled and said, "I won't hide it from you, this underground boxing ring is
I know the boss very well. He is a friend of mine. He will make arrangements. I can't stay here for too long. After handing you over to him, I will return to Weiyu City and come back in a month."
Fan Jianqiang was a little nervous and pretended to smile: "Thank you, Teacher Jing Long. I will remember what you told me along the way! I am sure I will still be alive to see you in a month."
Jing Long took out a mask from the toolbox in front of the car and said, "Put it on to avoid unnecessary trouble."
Fan Qiangqiang took the mask. The outer layer was made of metal, and the inner layer was soft and elastic. After Fan Qiangqiang put it on, it covered half of his face from his eyes to the bridge of his nose.
Jing Long smiled and said: "After putting on this mask, you are no longer Yu Meng. I have already told you about the cruelty of the underground boxing ring on the way, so I won't talk nonsense now."
While talking, someone behind the iron door looked through the gap, and Jing Long immediately flashed his headlights several times.
The iron door opened, and Jing Long took out a small, delicate sign and flashed it at the man. The man smiled and waved, beckoning Jing Long to go in.
The car drove not far away and stopped in front of a building. He took out his mobile phone and made a call. After a while, two people walked out of the building, one behind the other. The man walking in front had a dignified expression.
The angry middle-aged man, the man in the back has an unattractive appearance, and has three scars on the left side of his face. The edges of the scars are turned outwards and are dark in color. It is obvious that he was seriously injured at that time.
Jing Long quickly introduced that the middle-aged man was the owner of this underground boxing ring, his name was Chunliang. The man with the scar on his face was named Yuanhua. He was Chunliang's close assistant and the master in charge of this underground boxing ring. Seven generations of
Demon!
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After some pleasantries, Jing Long handed Fan Jianqiang to Chunliang.
Watching Jing Long drive away, Chunliang looked back at Fan Jianqiang, expressionless, and said to his close assistant Yuan Hua: "Take him to settle down, and then arrange for him to appear."
After saying these emotionless words, Chunliang turned around and left.
This made Fan Qiangqiang feel a little weird. The old man and Jing Long were chatting and laughing just now...
Could it be that he was sold by Jing Long?!
But Fan Jianqiang quickly rejected this idea, as Jing Long would not be able to do this.
Although Yuan Hua looks ferocious, he speaks kindly.
"Come on, don't mind. The boss has such a personality that he doesn't get close to strangers. He is not a bad person."
Yuan Hua put his arm around Fan Jianqiang's shoulders and walked towards another building.
As he walked, he said: "I will arrange a place for you to live first, and then I will give you a boxer's agreement. Just sign it. It is not complicated. It is nothing more than a document that you are responsible for life and death."
"I understand, Senior Yuanhua."
"Don't call me by my name. We don't call people by their names here. You call me by my title, Wuhua."
"No flowers."
"Yes, just call me Wuhua. Do you have a title? If not, just think of one."
"...The name doesn't matter, right? Subduing Dragon?"
"Yes, the name doesn't mean anything, it's just a title. Subduing the Dragon is pretty good."
"Then, please take care of me."
"Don't be so formal. If you can't do it, your existence today and your death someday will be meaningless. The strong are respected, and it's the same everywhere. Do you want that coffin face to be polite to you?"
"Coffin face?!"
"That's the boss."
Fan Jianqiang burst into laughter.
"Wuhua, I will do it."
When entering the building, Yuan Hua said: "I will give you a sign later. Jing Long said you are the second generation level, right?"
"That's right."
"Well, then remember, boxers are not allowed to fight privately here."
Yuan Hua explained a lot of rules, and finally led Fan Jianqiang to the second floor and asked Fan Jianqiang to rest in the innermost room on the second floor.
The building is a bit like a tube building. There are more than ten rooms in the long corridor. Some rooms are quiet, while some rooms have dull sounds, as if they are training on their own.
After giving Fan Jianqiang a key, Yuan Hua let him go in by himself.
This is a large room, divided into inner and outer rooms. The outer room is gorgeously decorated, the walls are very thick, and the equipment is very complete, just like a hotel.
The room was empty, and the surrounding walls were inlaid with thick steel plates. Fan Jianqiang guessed that this was a practice room.
Fan Qianqiang took off his mask and threw it on the bed. He found neatly stacked clothes in the closet. Fan Qianqiang picked up a piece at random and smelled it. It was filled with a fresh and clean smell. He picked up a set casually.
Jianqiang quickly entered the bathroom, took a shower, changed clothes and came out. Just after sitting for a while, Yuanhua came with a sign and an agreement.
When Yuan Hua first saw Fan Jianqiang's true face, he was stunned for a moment and praised: "I have never seen such a handsome man before."
"Haha, appearance is not important, strength is the key."
"Well, that's true. I just think...it would be a pity if such a beautiful man like you died in the boxing ring."
After Fan Qiangqiang signed the agreement, Yuan Hua said: "There will be your match tonight. We are the largest underground boxing ring in Ion City. The matches will be intensive. You don't have to participate in every match, but there are also provisions in the agreement.
As for the minimum number of appearances, you must participate at least once a week. In addition, and most importantly, you must listen clearly."
Fan Qiangqiang smiled.
"For competitions of the same level, your reward is 8,000 yuan per game. Of course, that is the reward after victory."
"Where's the losing side?"
Yuan Hua smiled, the scar on the left side of his face trembling: "The most attractive part of the underground boxing match is that only one of the two people can survive!"
Fan Jianqiang's pupils shrank and he sneered: "A life is only worth this little..."
Yuan Hua did not answer his question and continued: "If you beat an opponent who is one level higher than you in a cross-level competition, you can get a reward of two hundred thousand yuan per game."
Fan Jianqiang's expression changed and he said: "The bonus for winning at the same level is only two magic potions, but the bonus for winning at a higher level can buy fifty."
Yuan Hua said: "The boss is not so unkind. Fighting across different levels is usually very rare. No one is willing to die. The difference between one level and the other is not the slightest bit. The most important thing is that there is a series of matches at the same level.
Victory bonus, that is to say, if you defeat an opponent, you can get 8,000 yuan. If you don’t take a break, continue to the next game, and win, you will get 8,000 yuan in addition to the original
The boxing ring will give you the same amount of bonus for the 16,000 yuan you deserve. That is to say, if you defeat two opponents of the same level, you will get 32,000 yuan. If you fight a third time,
If you also win, in addition to the 24,000 yuan you deserve, the additional bonus from the boxing ring will be double the 24,000 yuan. Forty-eight thousand yuan, plus the original, you can get a total of 72,000 yuan, and so on.
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Fan Jianqiang said: "Looks like this, it's a bit interesting!"
Yuan Hua smiled and said: "Friendly reminder, don't be too greedy. If you die, you will lose everything."
"Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention to it."
"Okay, get ready, someone will come over to take you to the boxing ring in the evening!"
After watching Yuan Hua walk away from the corridor, Fan Qiangqiang closed the door, locked it, and lay down on the bed.
The boxing match won't have to wait long before it starts, and Fan Jianqiang doesn't intend to waste his magic energy before then.
He casually picked up a square, leather-bound thing that was as thick as a dictionary from the bedside table.
I saw only a few lines printed on the cover.
"Dear boxer, maybe you feel a little lonely in the boring life of training and competition, so please turn to the first page."
Damn it, there must be some kind of special service, right? Who would be so stupid as to ask for that kind of service here?
Although he thought so, Fan Qianqiang still opened the book.
"If you like handsome men, please turn to the next page. If you like beautiful women, please start reading directly from the back cover."
Damn it, Fan Qianqiang rolled his eyes.
Fan Jianqiang casually turned to the next page. The left page was a photo of a man's body without clothes. The photo was extremely clear and every detail was exposed. The right page was all the information about this man. The information was extremely detailed, including the price.
Yes, the time package is 500 yuan for two hours, the night package is 1,000 yuan per night, and the monthly package is...
Fan Jianqiang shook his hand and threw the dictionary-thick thing back on the bedside table.
After closing his eyes for a while, Fan Jianqiang couldn't help but be curious, so he picked up the "Dictionary" again and started reading from the back cover.
On the left side of the first page is a full-body photo of a woman. She has a slim and graceful figure, is actually quite good, and has good looks. On the right side, the woman's name, height, weight, and expertise are written in detail...
Turning another page, the woman on the second page is also quite beautiful...
Page three...page four...
Fan Jianqiang read a dozen or twenty pages in a row. They were all different from each other in terms of skinny and fat, and they also had their own styles. They were all of good looks. What attracted Mr. Fan the most was not the women themselves, but the many novel words written on them.
Specialties, such as three flowers gathering on top, living snakes drilling into caves, knocking mountains to shake tigers, single dragons drilling, iceberg flames...
Anyway, there were villains in ancient costume practicing all the time, and there was no magic potion to replenish. It was still early in the evening, so Fan Jianqiang carefully selected a twenty-five-year-old girl named Lei'er.
Live snakes crawling into caves...
According to the phone number above, Fan Qiangqiang picked up the wall phone in the room and dialed it.