Chapter 826 The villain died because he talked too much
Big L.
He is from the border area of Yun Province. He is wearing a pair of black shorts and is swarthy from top to bottom. He looks thinner than Li Xia, but if you look closely, you will see that the strong muscles exposed by his shirtless body are definitely made with real swords and guns.
Under the spotlight, he has a hooked nose, thin lips, narrow eyes and sunken cheeks. There is no trace of excess fat on his face. He likes to sneer, and then reveals a row of white teeth, which forms a sharp contrast with his dark skin.
There is a long scar on the left side of his face that stretches from his forehead to his chin. When he smiles, it pulls the skin on his face, like a wriggling centipede, making his face look hideous. They say that love comes from the heart, which refers to this type of person.
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"Roar!"
Big L shouted demonstratively towards the surroundings.
There were three or three staff members wearing Yaksha masks standing around the ring, but it was obvious that Big L was not showing force against them.
The four live broadcast cameras located in four directions are what Big L really cares about.
In the early years of black market boxing, if there were hundreds of betting spectators, it could be regarded as a top event in the local area. Whether it was the organizer or the contestants, they were all well-known local figures.
However, with the advent of the Internet, black market boxing, an underground activity with a long tradition of decades, like other industries, has truly tasted the dividends of the times.
There are still two people boxing, but through such a thin network cable, behind a screen, there are thousands of spectators from all over the world.
They witnessed every bloody duel with their own eyes, placing bets, cheering, and cursing. When their emotions reached their peak, countless expensive gifts appeared on the screen in the live broadcast room as if they were free of charge.
Originally, the Shuitou Gang only cared about gambling, calculating the odds, and then just pumping money behind the scenes. They did 10%, 20%, and even 30%. This is a business where you can make money with your eyes closed.
Then as soon as the Internet economy was connected, the cruel fighting style attracted more and more fans to watch, and thousands of people were accumulated in a short period of time. The revenue from paid viewing of each game was almost the same as the revenue from offline casinos.
The cost is also very low, just four cameras.
Of course, the cost can also be very high, and that is the person who loses.
Audiences pay, not just to watch the winning or losing. If you have some spare time, why not turn on the "Sports Channel", where large-scale national and even international events are free.
What they want must be a more exciting and cruel hunting experience.
"Stand up! I know you can still stand up!" Big L, Yaowu, stood in front of Li Xia again and raised his chin provocatively.
The smell of blood on the cement floor was already very strong. Under the light of the lighting, Li Xia was seen kneeling on the ground with one knee, his right fist resting on the cement floor. The bandage wrapped around his fist was oozing red.
And his left hand hung weakly to one side.
"I heard that you participated in the competition to save money for your sick mother? Dutiful son, let me ask you, have you saved enough?" Big L leaned down and teased with a smile.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Li Xia lowered his head and gasped for air.
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Big L leaned down a little more, pretending to be regretful and said: "Without money, my mother's life will be lost."
"Hoo, ho, ho..." Li Xia still lowered his head and said vaguely, "You talk so much, are you boxing or on a variety show?"
Big L glanced at the fluorescent board in the far corner, which was held high by someone. Three words were written on it, namely: broken hand, broken foot, and broken nose.
The words "broken legs" and "broken hands" have been crossed out several times.
All that was left was a broken nose.
Big L stood up and uttered a trash talk that has been tried and true since he started working in the industry: "Tsk, tsk, if I knew I would give birth to a coward like you, I wouldn't have tricked your mother in the first place. Haha!"
Gu Gu.
Li Xia's throat made an unusual noise and he raised his head slightly. His face was covered with blood, and only his eyes were radiating cold gazes.
Big L took a step back and knew it was done.
In the live broadcast room, fans also started a new round of carnival.
"Damn it, why doesn't this guy Big L change his lines every time he curses? My ears are almost sick from listening to him say this every day!"
"How high is a black boxer's IQ and emotional intelligence? If he can speak clearly, that's already good."
"You are silly, are you new here? Let me tell you, this sentence is the most effective! As long as it sprays into the other person's ears, everyone will go crazy!"
"Haha, look, people are standing up! Hold your breath, the show is about to take place!"
"Brothers, hurry up and gather twenty carnivals. You must go to the guillotine tonight!"
"guillotine!"
"guillotine!"
"guillotine!"
"..."
The fireworks show and gift barrage in the live broadcast room flooded the screen almost at the same time, and the fans went completely crazy. No one could believe that Li Xia, who had lost his limbs and limbs, could stand up again.
For these people who are addicted to the virtual network, this kind of man who is still tough in the face of the wind is a complete provocation and irony, and must be defeated.
After the chaos, the comment area was unexpectedly unified, and the audience's emotions were once again ignited by Big L's impromptu performance.
In a room with thousands of people, the words "guillotine" flooded the comment area like a waterfall, and the cruelty and ruthlessness it contained overflowed from the words.
There were occasionally a few words of regret and doubt inserted suddenly, and before anyone could see clearly, they were instantly pushed up by the uniform "guillotine" behind them and disappeared.
"Villain, you die because you talk too much." Li Xia turned sideways with difficulty and slowly shifted the weight of his body to the right side, so that his sound right hand began to bear most of the support, "Hey, you, while I'm still awake,
If you have any ideas, please tell me immediately."
His muscles were tense, beads of sweat mixed with blood slipped from his trembling forehead, and veins popped out on his forehead. Li Xia used all his strength to arch his upper body upward little by little.
Slowly, he stood up and raised his right fist in a fighting posture.
Big L nodded and sent out the first high swipe of the game. In his mind, this would be a perfect ending move, so he naturally had to pose and give fans time to take a screenshot.
The game can be won or lost in just a few minutes, but a stunning picture can bring him continuous profits and new fans in the next few days.
What is most important in the Internet era? Traffic!
When it comes to playing with short videos, he can be regarded as the person who knows it best in black boxing.
At the beginning, Big L was a little uncomfortable and even embarrassed. After all, one moment he was fighting with others, and the next second he had to "click" several times to get better shooting results.
win-win.
However, with the visible increase in the number of fans and the growing number of bank deposits, Big L finally got used to acting and was proud of it. The acting was fake, but the banknotes that fell into the money bag were real.
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The high sweep that I had practiced thousands of times was a little sluggish due to the involvement of money. I hit the target's head with a slight error, and the reaction force felt slightly uncomfortable.
But it was enough to deal with a semi-disabled person. Big L stopped his long legs with high sweep and made a handsome move.
Li Xia raised his hand to block, and a force of gravity rushed straight to his forehead along with his right arm. He suddenly felt his throat tightening, as if something was welling up from his abdomen.
At this moment, Li Xia no longer had the strength to suppress the blood. He opened his mouth, and with a pop, he spurted out a large stream of blood directly in front of him.
The blood, which was not a small amount, hit the face of Big L who was doing a cool pose without any bias.