Chapter 84 Cleared! Greyhound Enters the Stage!
Many boxers took off their shirts to show off their muscles and please the group of wealthy bosses.
Here, they are like toys for entertainment, without any dignity at all.
Trading life for money, cruel and ruthless!
Oshima came to Ye Feng and explained: "If someone pressures you, you can get 1% of the profit, and you can eat better in the future!"
Ye Feng handed the remaining banknotes to Oshima and said, "Bet me to pass the level!"
"Are you kidding? There are some rules I haven't told you yet. You know..."
Ye Feng interrupted, "My life is mine. Bet on me to pass the level. Either I die on the stage, or I stand up and come down. It's that simple!"
After Ye Feng said this, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest.
Oshima looked at Ye Feng, gritted his teeth and said nothing more.
Coming to the second floor, Du Ziping asked anxiously: "How do we suppress it?"
Oshima clapped the money in his hand and said, "Clear!"
Du Ziping said: "Big Island..."
Oshima waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me. I reminded them. They told me to either die on the stage or get off standing!"
Du Ziping gritted his teeth and said, "Then what should we do? You know those bosses. They don't lack money. They just want to save face in front of their friends. How can I tell them?"
After thinking for a moment, Oshima said, "If it doesn't work, let them hold on for two rounds. The reason is that other bosses have brought a lot of boxers here, and there are too many unstable factors!"
Hearing this, Du Ziping's heart trembled, his expression kept changing, and finally he sighed and walked out.
After everything was ready, Du Ziping took out the loudspeaker and shook the box beside him.
Balls with numbers 45 and 73 printed on them fell out one after another, and Du Ziping asked the guard beside him to lift them up.
Oshima hid in a VIP room.
He poured a glass of red wine and handed it to the boss in front of him, saying, "Boss Gege, don't worry, we will win the first few rounds!"
The latter glanced at Oshima, took the wine glass and asked, "Why are there so many people participating this time? It wasn't like this before?"
"I don't know about that. It's all arranged by the boss. We can only do as he says!"
Gege came to the window, took a sip of red wine, pointed in the direction of Ye Feng and the greyhound and asked, "How much did you bet?"
"Number 44 advances to three rounds, number 45 advances to one round, two in one!"
Gege snorted coldly, "You know, my mortal enemy Qiu Tai is here too. I can not make money, but I can't let him suppress me. Do you understand?"
Oshima nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, after two rounds it will be a no-rules fight, and no matter how strong the opponent's boxer is, he won't be able to last until the end!"
"That would be the best!" He handed the check to Oshima and said, "Didn't that guy say he wanted customs clearance? One million dollars!"
VIP bosses like Gege have control over their own gambling funds.
In the boxer preparation area, Ye Feng reminded: "Don't hold back, survive!"
Greyhound nodded and strode towards the ring.
After Oshima recorded the bets, his face changed drastically when he saw the contestants on the ring.
Because Greyhound's opponent is none other than the Muay Thai master Charles brought by Qiu Tai.
"Oops!" Oshima cursed inwardly, "I'm afraid it's dangerous!"
Gege frowned slightly, "What's going on?"
"Char is the boxer brought by your old rival. He is very strong and No. 45 may not be able to beat him!" Oshima was sweating and extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
Gege snorted coldly, sat on the sofa with a wine glass in hand, and said calmly while smoking:
"You'd better pray that God will be on your side, otherwise not only will I not cooperate with you in the future, but even the bosses I know well will not patronize your Fire Island!"
As she spoke, Gege put out her cigarette and narrowed her eyes, as if she was ready to wait for the ending.
......
In the ring, Greyhound looked at Charles with a serious expression.
"You are pretty good! You can be my opponent!" Charles said arrogantly and with murderous intent: "But my boss told me to send you to hell today!"
After saying that, Charles rushed over.
The punch speed is extremely fast, like a tiger out of a cage!
Greyhound's pupils constricted, his legs bent, and he swung his fist forward, blocking the opponent's heavy punch head-on.
Bang~~!
The two men collided with each other and took several steps back.
Charles was amazed at the Greyhound's defensive abilities.
"Come again!"
Charles roared and rushed forward again.
The sky rocket in Muay Thai went straight into the greyhound’s chest.
The greyhound pushed the ground with his feet and crossed his arms, resisting in front of his chest.
"Boom!~"
Unfortunately, the Greyhound seriously underestimated the opponent, or to be more precise, underestimated the opponent's elbow.
Professional Muay Thai masters have been learning to practice punching since childhood, and the knees and elbows are the top priority of their training.
When Charles saw the greyhound's reaction, he looked confident of winning.
The knee strike hit the greyhound's arms hard, and the huge impact force caused the greyhound to fly several meters away.
If it weren't for the guardrail, the greyhound would probably have flown into the air.
After landing, Greyhound's arms began to tremble uncontrollably.
Seeing this scene, all the gamblers in the audience started shouting.
Charles' boss Qiu Tai walked out of the private room, holding a cigar and a glass of red wine, and raised his glass in Charles' direction.
Some people are happy that someone is worried.
Ye Feng clenched his fists and kept muttering, "Get up, Greyhound, get up!"
The same was true for Oshima and Gege in the VIP box.
Charles didn't have so many thoughts and rushed forward. When Greyhound saw the opponent coming up, he punched him without thinking.
Unfortunately, Charles raised his arm and blocked it easily.
He grabbed the greyhound's arm with his backhand and kept hitting the greyhound's head with his other hand.
One...Two...Five...
Greyhound's vision became blurry.
Ye Feng couldn't bear it any longer and rushed towards the ring.
Unfortunately, the guards on Fire Island are not just for show.
In an instant, two teams blocked in front of him, pointed their guns and threatened: "Retreat, retreat!"
Seeing this, Ye Feng could only stop and shouted anxiously: "Greyhound fight back, fight back!"
"Bastard!" Ye Feng shouted angrily, his eyes gleaming coldly.
"Get up and fight back!"
Greyhound vaguely heard Ye Feng's call, and at this moment his head was already very heavy.
Just as he was about to go to sleep, his memory flashed through his mind, and he remembered his first full meal.
I remembered the first words Gao Jin said to him before he left.
"I don't want to drag Brother Feng down anymore. I don't want Brother Feng to stand alone in front of us to protect us from the wind and rain. I've had enough of this kind of life. I'm Brother Feng's left-hand man, Gao Jin..."
“Bang…!”
Charles punched down, and Greyhound's head hit the ring hard.
Charles, thinking he had won, raised his hands and ran around in circles.
“Oh…oh…oh!”
The audience, who had placed heavy bets, cheered for Charles together.
Qiu Tai even laughed and said proudly, "Char, well done!"
The booing around him gave the greyhound hallucinations.
"Greyhound, is this how you protect Brother Feng?"
"Greyhound, you disappoint me so much?"
"........."
The last figure is Gao Jin. "Are you still going to hold us back? Did you watch Brother Feng face Changle and Dongxing alone? Now you're leaving Brother Feng alone on Fire Island?"
Greyhound's memory remains on the scene when Ye Feng represented Hongxing in the battle against Changle and Dongxing.
The mind is like a memoir.
Gao Jin roared, "Get up, Lao Jiu, you promised that you would be Brother Feng's strongest shield when I'm not around. You promised to wait until I come back, so don't give in!"
Greyhound murmured, "Ah Jin, sister-in-law, A Yu, Uncle Huo..."
Even Du Ziping was about to announce the results.
"what......."
Greyhound roared, "I'm not a burden, I'm Greyhound, I'm Brother Feng's right hand!"
The greyhound sat up again.
The audience around who had not bet on Charles stood with their little fingers upside down.
"Get down, bastard!"
"Come on, little guy, kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Hearing the noise, Charles looked at the greyhound with an uncertain expression and a fierce look in his eyes.
"Die to me!"
After saying that, Charles rushed towards the greyhound again.
Bang bang bang! ~
There was another violent collision, and the greyhound felt all his bones were broken and blood was flying everywhere.
However, he still climbed up tenaciously.
The greyhound was spitting blood foam from its mouth and its vision was blocked.
"Hahaha......"
The greyhound kept laughing wildly, "Come on, come on!"
Saliva and blood flowed from the corners of his swollen mouth.
Plus the action of the greyhound getting on all fours.
Charles paused.
Greyhound kept taunting, "Come on, kill me? Are you scared?"
Just when everyone was wondering why he stopped.
Greyhound raised his hand to the area between his eyebrows and pressed hard.
The congested area was scratched instantly.
Blood gushed out, staining his forehead and eyes red.
Greyhound opened his mouth wide, wiped the blood, made his vision clear, and laughed fiercely at Charles: "Haha! You don't dare to do it, you are afraid, you are fucking afraid, you are a waste!!"
After saying that, the greyhound howled to the sky, "Come, come, come and kill me!"
“Is this guy crazy?”
"What a fucking pervert, why doesn't he play by the rules?"
"It feels like I'm not a human being."
"......"
But most people just wanted to watch the fun, waving their hands and shouting:
"Fight!"
"beat him!"
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
......
As the crowd continued to cheer.
Charles' cheeks became more and more distorted, his eyes were extremely red, his teeth were grinding, and he stared at the greyhound as if he wanted to eat it alive.
Suddenly, the greyhound sneered, "If you don't come, I will!"
The greyhound waved its limbs and pounced towards Charles.