At eight o'clock in the evening, the famous boxing club in Beijing was crowded and lively.
Su Jian, dressed as a boy, followed by Liao Houxi and Xiao Yulin, spent 30 yuan at the door to exchange for three tickets.
Looking at it, the entire club is shaped like an "urn". What surprised Su Jian even more is that there is a second underground floor, and the space is as big as one and a half football fields.
It will definitely be confusing when you come here for the first time. There are men in black scattered in the corners, they should be thugs to prevent people from causing trouble.
"Aunt Su Jian..."
Su Jian glared, and Xiao Yulin quickly changed his words, "Su Jian, what are we going to do now?"
The sound of music, punches, shouts and applause were intertwined together, making everyone who knew how to do all the kungfu get their blood pumping.
Xiao Yulin couldn't wait to receive a beating, so his senior brother immediately kicked him.
"Low-key!"
Miss Su Jian is disguised as a man. Today's task is very difficult. If she encounters any provocation, the two of them must go all out to protect her.
"Go over there and have a look."
She had already seen the structural diagram of this place clearly. She didn't know who was the boss behind this club. Anyway, he was a rich man who built this place very luxuriously and with complete functions.
"Selling food?"
Brother Liao Houxi was not used to northern food and always ate less for dinner. When he saw the cafeteria, he was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
It's actually free.
The food is all high-calorie fried food, and each plate is filled with fried, golden and crispy meat products, labeled beef, mutton, pork...
but……
Su Jian grabbed the two of them and whispered, "Don't eat meat, get some cake pops, and don't touch the rest."
"Why?"
I am a man who likes to eat meat. Besides, I have never eaten at a free buffet. Is it okay if I don’t get the ten dollars back?
"A pound of pork costs three yuan outside. Do you think the boss will make a losing business?"
It’s disgusting to say that all the meat is rat meat. How can there be a free lunch in the world? The owner of this restaurant is so evil. He uses rat meat as meat for beef, sheep, pigs, chickens and ducks. He has done all kinds of evil things and will be punished sooner or later.
If you think about it carefully, Su Jian's words are correct. Maybe they are all made of stale meat. What if you have a bad stomach?
After eating and drinking in the rest area, the three of them came to the competition venue. There was a ring in the middle, surrounded by wooden stools.
I randomly found a seat and sat down, and there were two people on the stage competing with each other. One of them, a young man in his twenties, was beaten black and blue by his opponent.
Everyone was booing, for fear of causing trouble. The referee blew the whistle, and the young man collapsed weakly on the ground, gasping for air.
Obviously the two are not on the same level.
Liao Houxi and Xiao Yulin rubbed their eyes vigorously. They looked at me and I looked at you.
"Is it Junior Brother Lai?"
"It looks like it to me, senior brother, let's go over and take a look."
Liao Houxi walked to the ring, stared at the young man for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Are you Lai Wenguang?"
Lai Wenguang raised his head with difficulty, opened his mouth and said, "Senior Brother Liao?"
Oops, he is really his miserable little junior brother, why was he beaten into a rotten watermelon?
Helping Lai Wenguang come over, the brothers hugged each other and cried.
"Brother, Master was seriously injured yesterday and has no money for medical treatment. He is still lying in a small hotel."
Su Jian had no choice but to end her "shop visit" ahead of schedule and go to the small hotel where Master Liao Houxi lived.
There is no heating, it is as cold as an ice cave inside, and you can smell a musty smell even in winter.
Pushing open the broken wooden door that leaked air, an old man in his late teens was lying on a broken bed covered with rust. His face was bruised and purple, and he was dying.