The replay of the punch from all angles was already playing on the big screen. Taylor threw out an uppercut, hitting Sanders in the face without any fancy, followed by another uppercut, knocking Sanders out. Des fell to the ground, and from a technical point of view, these two laps were undisputed.
"Why doesn't Sanders hide? This one is not fancy, nor is it very fast. It looks very ordinary. I can clearly see the direction of Taylor's punch, Sanders" someone suddenly asked.
"It's not that I don't want to hide, but I can't hide at all. That's the way Taylor's fists are. You can see them clearly, but you can't hide them." Another person replied.
James King looked at the big screen, his mouth slightly open, with an indescribable complex expression on his face. The attack Taylor just performed was simply too familiar to James King.
Using footsteps and dodges to quickly approach the opponent, and at the same time using feints to confuse the opponent, and then giving the opponent a blow without any fancy, this is a typical Taylor attack. In the eyes of any bystander, Taylor's punch is easy to avoid, but in the eyes of his opponent, Taylor's punch is always inevitable.
This is boxing champion Taylor. Even if the whole world knows how he is going to fight, even if he tells his opponent in advance how he will attack, when he gets to the boxing ring, he still cannot avoid that fatal punch.
"He is 32 years old now, can he still punch like this?" James King murmured to himself.
James King has been Taylor's agent for more than ten years. He knows Taylor better than anyone else. Taylor's offensive method has long been engraved in James King's mind and will never be erased. James King originally thought that Taylor's body had already deteriorated with age and that he would never be able to play such an offense again. This was why he was not optimistic about Taylor.
At this moment, James King suddenly had a feeling. He felt that Taylor seemed to have returned to what he was like at his peak ten years ago. At that time, Taylor gave his opponent the same offense as today, exactly the same as today!
"Is this guy back to his previous state?" James King suddenly felt a trace of fear in his heart. He was the person who knew Taylor best. James King couldn't know more about how powerful Taylor was at his peak. .
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Taylor is already old. It is absolutely impossible for him to return to his youthful state!"
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In the boxing ring, Taylor looked at the referee with a confused look on his face. At this time, the referee was lying in front of Sanders to see if he could continue the game. Once the referee determines that Sanders cannot continue, he will declare Taylor the winner.
But Taylor looked confused, as if he didn't know what was going on, as if the punch just now was not from him.
"Is this a KO? So easy?" Taylor looked at his fist with some doubt.
Sanders is not that kind of rookie boxer. He can become the WBC's tenth challenger. His own strength is also world-class, not to mention he is also a boxer who is very good at defense.
But Taylor felt that he won very easily, and Sanders was like paper. Taylor only used a simple attack to knock Sanders to the ground.
"How could Sanders' defense be so weak?" Taylor carefully recalled the attack just now, and then suddenly realized something.
"No, it's not that Sanders is weak, it's that my offense just now was too perfect. When I attacked just now, whether it was speed, agility or physical explosiveness, I performed very well, just like I did more than ten years ago! Yes! , the feeling of attacking just now is exactly the same as ten years ago!"
Taylor looked at his fist in disbelief. He couldn't understand why at the age of thirty-two, he could still perform at the same offensive level as when he was twenty-two.
At this time, the referee had confirmed that Sanders could no longer continue the game. He waved to the medical team, walked to Taylor, grabbed Taylor's arm, raised it high, and declared his victory.
"Shhhhhhhhh..." boos rang out from around him again.
"Idiot, Sanders, you idiot, don't come to boxing if you are so weak! You made me lose money!" Someone yelled, and then bursts of curses rang out from the stands.
"Tyler, you stupid cow, have you taken aphrodisiacs?"
Some spectators tore up their lottery tickets and threw them into the air, mixing them with the colorful paper falling from the ring.
Dai Li looked around, then smiled helplessly.
"This guy Taylor is really unpopular. Even if he wins the game, he is still scolded!"
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WBC Chairman Suleman had just attended an event and was waiting in the waiting room of the airport for the boarding reminder.
The news came over the radio that the plane was delayed due to weather conditions, and Suleman curled his lips helplessly.
"By the way, today seems to be Taylor's first game back. I wonder how he played with Sanders." Suman thought of this and waved to find his personal assistant.
The assistant went to make a phone call to inquire, and then came back quickly.
"Mr. Chairman, the game is over. Kevin Taylor KO'd Sanders." the assistant said.
"So fast?" Suman looked at his watch: "Calculating the time, the game should have just started not long ago, right? Did it start early?"
"No, Mr. Chairman, the game started on time, but the winner was decided in a short time. There was only one round." The assistant thought for a while and then said: "To be precise, after the game started, Taylor only used One attack and he KOed Sanders."
"You can KO your opponent with one attack!" Suleman took a breath and murmured to himself: "Is that Kevin Taylor back then?"
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Dai Li held a check for US$1.59 million and walked out of the hotel casino with a smile on his face.
Dai Li spent 50,000 US dollars to buy Taylor to win the first round. The odds were 41, so Dai Li could get a total of 2.05 million US dollars. However, the income from gambling is subject to tax, so it is impossible for Dai Li to actually get that much.
When buying lottery tickets in the United States, the national tax, state tax and personal income tax are deducted from the winnings. The Chinese tax is a fixed 25%. The state tax varies from state to state. Taking Nevada, where Las Vegas is located, as an example, the state tax is 6.5%, personal income tax is levied at different proportions according to annual income. Americans will choose to file their own taxes after winning a lottery. There was once a news report that an American won a grand prize of 200 million US dollars, but only got 80 million US dollars, and 62% of the tax was deducted, so the tax is still very high. of.
As a casino city, Las Vegas has more complicated regulations on gambling taxes. There are also many tax reduction and exemption policies for foreigners. Foreigners who win money in Las Vegas casinos do not need to File your own taxes like Americans do, take out your passport, and the casino will directly deduct about 33% of the tax, and then directly return the remaining money.
Although Dai Li paid hundreds of thousands in taxes at once, he still made a lot of money with his small fortune. More than 1.5 million US dollars, and that's after-tax income, which is enough for Dai Li to buy a dozen of the most advanced training equipment.
"Go treat Taylor to a big meal! This guy is even restricted from eating now." Dai Li thought for a while and dialed Taylor's phone number.
If it were Taylor in the past, after winning a boxing match, he would definitely go to the casino to spend millions, and then find a few hot chicks to have sex with for the night. However, Taylor is now in a period of bankruptcy. Let alone going to the casino, there are many No consumption that is not necessary for daily life can be carried out. Before paying off the debt in the bank, going to a restaurant to have a good meal and a drink is the best reward for Taylor.
Dai Li found Taylor on the observation deck of the hotel. He was sitting there as he was before the game, looking thoughtful.
"What are you thinking?" Li Dai walked over, sat next to Taylor, and then said: "Before the game, you were worried that you couldn't beat Sanders. Now that you have won, why are you still like this? Man, you are still like this We should celebrate happily.”
"Coach Li, you know, although I won, I won inexplicably. Now that I think about it, I don't even know how I won." Taylor said with some distress.
"You are better than Sanders, and then you win! A beautiful combination of punches, hit Sanders, and then he fell down, it's that simple." Li Dai said and made a punching gesture .
"No, that's not what I meant. You have also seen the game. I only used one attack to knock out Sanders, but he shouldn't be so weak." Taylor said.
"It's not that he is weak, it's that you are strong enough to knock him down." Dai Li looked at Taylor with a half-smile.
"I feel very strange." Taylor shook his head: "Actually, from the time of the game to now, I have always felt that my body is strange, but I can't tell what is wrong. I don't know how to describe this. Feel."
"It feels like you are young!" Dai Li still smiled.
"How does it feel to be young?" Taylor nodded blankly. He felt that Li Dai's description was very correct.
"Remember, I told you before that I will try my best to bring your physical condition back to the peak when you were 27 years old. Now it seems that my training has been effective." Li Dai showed a Looks satisfied.
"What did you say? Your body is back to 27 years old? Is this true?" Taylor's eyes widened, obviously not believing what Dai Li said.
"Don't show that expression, and don't think it's something incredible. Exercise can make people younger. There are many examples in reality. If those rich people exercise regularly, even if they are sixty or seventy years old, their bodies will still be very good. Strong. In medicine, exercise can also promote blood circulation and metabolism and restore human body functions. If you often go to some high-end fitness clubs, you will find that many people look much younger than their actual age." Dai Li made a bunch of excuses to excuse himself.
"You mean, these are all the results of training?" Taylor asked, still staring.
"Otherwise? Do you think I'm a wizard who can make you younger by chanting a spell?" Dai Li stood up, smiled and patted his shoulder, and then said: "Kevin, you have to be more confident. You must have more confidence in me. I will try my best to help you continue this good state, but you also need to maintain high-intensity training. If you continue to drink, smoke marijuana, and have no sex on a woman's belly like you did before, If you exercise restraint, even I won’t be able to help you by then.”
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Mattson is a well-known boxing commentator. He has accurately predicted the results of some important boxing matches many times, so he is also known as the "betting light" of boxing matches. Usually, many boxing magazines will ask him for articles, and some betting companies will also pay him some consulting fees and hire him as a consultant. And his blog is followed by many fans, many of whom are boxing betting players, especially Whenever there is an important boxing event, Mason's blog will inevitably receive a huge increase in visits.
Mason usually spends money to buy a few bets. He is a professional in this field. As an insider, he has also made a lot of money in boxing betting.
But in the game that just ended, Mattson made a mistake. He predicted that Sanders would defeat Taylor, and wrote several long articles analyzing it from various angles. However, the result was that Sanders was knocked out by Taylor in the first round.
"That Taylor actually won, and he won so easily. Isn't Sanders very good at defense? How could he be knocked down so easily? I also lost thousands of dollars!" Mason looked at the table depressedly. When he entered the lottery, he originally expected to win a small amount of money and then have a good time in Las Vegas for a few days. But now that he lost the money, he even lost the hotel accommodation fee.
"Damn Taylor, he's 32 years old, and he's still so good at fighting!" Mason leaned on the sofa with a look of resentment, took his laptop, and opened his blog. Hundreds of comments below were instantly entered. In Mason's sight.
"Didn't you say that Sanders was sure to win? But he was knocked out in the first round."
"You are a liar. You don't understand anything and can only tell nonsense. Your predictions are completely inaccurate. Don't listen to your lies again."
"Idiot, I lost five hundred yuan after listening to your pre-match predictions!"
"Your blog post said that Taylor is no longer alive. Is his face swollen now?"
Many of the messages posted were satirizing Mason, and many even directly cursed him.
"These bastards, when they heard my predictions and won money, they all praised me, but now they just lost a game, and they all came to scold me!" Mason was full of unwillingness, but he had nowhere to vent. .
"No, I have to make my previous prediction come true! Otherwise, the fans' saliva alone will drown me." Mason frowned and thought for a long time, opened a document, and typed a topic like this:
"Kevin Taylor's win was just a coincidence."