After putting the iron box that Huo Zhenbang gave Xiaoqin as a birthday gift back home, I held the two tickets for the underground boxing match in my hand and felt a little restless.
Unrestricted fighting without rules really makes me very curious, I really want to see it with my own eyes!
Did you steal your wife? Did you come to the underground boxing match to gamble and vent your anger because your wife ran away with someone else? What a hard-working salesperson!
"Selling tomato juice at an underground boxing match where blood and sweat are splashed, I really don't understand what the organizer thinks." I complained.
The sound of "bang, bang" came from the rough sandbags, like the drumbeat before the battle began in the ancient Roman arena.
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
Pentheus and I sat in the first row of the "VIP seats". Sitting on our right was an uncle with a crooked tie. He didn't have a few hairs on his head and looked decadent. He seemed to have been drunk before he came here. Less wine.
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
"The player on the blue team is Mr. Li Yongji, a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo from South Korea!"
"However, aren't the organizers of Dongshan City too unprofessional? How can they issue physical tickets for something like an underground boxing match? In the United States, match information is posted through Facebook using code words and then deleted immediately after more than ten seconds. of."
Once I made up my mind, I felt extremely itchy. Although Huo Zhenbang told me that the underground boxing match would be held in Dongshan City for a week, but holding the ticket in his hand, he was like a healthy teenager who had just downloaded an porn movie and had no patience to wait until the weekend. Just appreciate it.
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
China is really advancing with the times! I thought that something like the ancient Roman Colosseum could only be found in big capitalist countries like the United States and Russia, or in Thailand, which has a deep tradition of Muay Thai. Unexpectedly, in the land of China, after karaoke bars, bars, and casinos, it has become a popular Money people’s way to relieve stress!
After putting the iron box that Huo Zhenbang gave Xiaoqin as a birthday gift back home, I held the two tickets for the underground boxing match in my hand and felt a little restless.
Lao Mao burped, his flabby facial muscles filled with a strange smile caused by alcoholism.
After entering the warehouse, I took a deep breath.
Although I know from the bottom of my heart that these underground boxing matches that treat human life as insignificant are completely inconsistent with universal values, but when I saw the sandbag hanging in my bedroom, I couldn't help the impulse in my heart and quickly punched two sandbags. Straight punch.
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
The salesman was startled when he heard Pentheus speak Chinese.
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
China is really advancing with the times! I thought that something like the ancient Roman Colosseum could only be found in big capitalist countries like the United States and Russia, or in Thailand, which has a deep tradition of Muay Thai. Unexpectedly, in the land of China, after karaoke bars, bars, and casinos, it has become a popular Money people’s way to relieve stress!
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
The sound of "bang, bang" came from the rough sandbags, like the drumbeat before the battle began in the ancient Roman arena.
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
Pentheus looked at the night outside the car window and smiled bitterly.
China is really advancing with the times! I thought that something like the ancient Roman Colosseum could only be found in big capitalist countries like the United States and Russia, or in Thailand, which has a deep tradition of Muay Thai. Unexpectedly, in the land of China, after karaoke bars, bars, and casinos, it has become a popular Money people’s way to relieve stress!
"Woooooooooo..." Lao Mao next to him suddenly started crying again.
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
Unrestricted fighting without rules really makes me very curious, I really want to see it with my own eyes!
In fact, if they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the VIP seats on the west side, and in my opinion, the difference between chairs that cost 16 yuan and chairs that cost 12 yuan.
China is really advancing with the times! I thought that something like the ancient Roman Colosseum could only be found in big capitalist countries like the United States and Russia, or in Thailand, which has a deep tradition of Muay Thai. Unexpectedly, in the land of China, after karaoke bars, bars, and casinos, it has become a popular Money people’s way to relieve stress!
The torn tickets were just thrown on the ground - Damn it, you are an undercover agent of the Public Security Bureau! Are you afraid that the police won't find us
"Ouou—" There was a sound of booing in the audience. When it comes to hating Japan, China is really even leading the way with ruffians.
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
This is the fighting match that gave birth to a strong man like Pentheus! I finally got the chance to go and watch it, but if I didn’t dare to go just because it’s illegal, that would be so unmanly!
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
In addition, when "Korean" Lee Yong-gil came on stage, the music changed to the theme song of "Dae Jang Geum", and it had a lyrics version. The details are as follows:
"Hey, hey, Master Lin, and Mr. Peng, it sounds like you are gangsters!"
This... Although the venue is remote, the facilities are simple, and the average quality of the audience is not high, there will always be experts on the field, right? It’s not that the toughest environment will create the greatest warriors, that’s probably it!
Once I made up my mind, I felt extremely itchy. Although Huo Zhenbang told me that the underground boxing match would be held in Dongshan City for a week, but holding the ticket in his hand, he was like a healthy teenager who had just downloaded an porn movie and had no patience to wait until the weekend. Just appreciate it.
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
Once I made up my mind, I felt extremely itchy. Although Huo Zhenbang told me that the underground boxing match would be held in Dongshan City for a week, but holding the ticket in his hand, he was like a healthy teenager who had just downloaded an porn movie and had no patience to wait until the weekend. Just appreciate it.
But... there will always be experts on the scene, right? It is said that there are crouching tigers hidden in the mountains and dragons hidden in the busy city. Although the arena and auditorium are very shabby, there will always be fighting masters, right? Have confidence! Aren't Zhuge Liang and Zhao Benshan both dug out from the village
"Now let's invite the first pair of contestants to have a warm-up match. Let's watch them fight it out and give birth to a baby soon... No, it's a marriage of a hundred years... No... Anyway, please applaud!"
I want to go today. Anyway, Xiaoqin’s birthday is tomorrow.
I walked up from behind Pentheus in a pretentious manner and handed over the two tickets.
How about stringing together the words first and then hosting the competition? It's all just like the wedding scene. Who wants to listen to your corny jokes
The decision for the second ticket was very easy.
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
I don't know why, but I always feel that the host has the characteristics of a comedian.
This... Although the venue is remote, the facilities are simple, and the average quality of the audience is not high, there will always be experts on the field, right? It’s not that the toughest environment will create the greatest warriors, that’s probably it!
Because Pentheus and I were together, the organizer mistakenly thought that he was my bodyguard, so the two of us were invited to sit at the VIP table.
Of course Pentheus is invited! The former undefeated strongman in underground boxing, the legendary figure known as the "Black Death", with him explaining to me, I can definitely learn more practical skills!
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
I want to go today. Anyway, Xiaoqin’s birthday is tomorrow.
The auditorium was also extremely shabby. They were all folding chairs wholesale from Taobao. They were arranged in four directions. They were very uncomfortable to sit on. Even at a young age, I felt like I was going to suffer from varicose veins and lumbar muscle strain, let alone other people.
"Hello everyone!" Ito Yue said to the audience in very artificial "Japanese" Chinese, "Our Japanese karate is the best in the world! I must be the final winner!"
In addition, when "Korean" Lee Yong-gil came on stage, the music changed to the theme song of "Dae Jang Geum", and it had a lyrics version. The details are as follows:
Because Pentheus and I were together, the organizer mistakenly thought that he was my bodyguard, so the two of us were invited to sit at the VIP table.
I did what I thought of and called Pentheus. Just in time, Amy's place was fully staffed. She generously "lent" Pentheus to me and even sent out her special car.
Unexpectedly, Lao Mao continued: "... He actually took away my old customer! The 2 million order was also taken away! Xiao Wang, you have no butt | eyes to give birth to a son!"
I did what I thought of and called Pentheus. Just in time, Amy's place was fully staffed. She generously "lent" Pentheus to me and even sent out her special car.
After it got dark, I was sitting in the luxurious Batmobile, escorted by Pentheus, to the outside of an idle warehouse in the suburbs. Looking at the various vehicles parked around me, I felt a strong sense of unreality.
The torn tickets were just thrown on the ground - Damn it, you are an undercover agent of the Public Security Bureau! Are you afraid that the police won't find us
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
"Underground boxing match... I didn't expect that I still miss it a little bit in my heart."
"Underground boxing match... I didn't expect that I still miss it a little bit in my heart."
"Don't, don't call me sir! Customers are God! Just call me Lao Mao!" Lao Mao continued to drink and go crazy, "The tickets were...sold to me by Lao Li from the bookstall. He said it was more fun than the black lottery... I am today Have a good time gambling!"
How about stringing together the words first and then hosting the competition? It's all just like the wedding scene. Who wants to listen to your corny jokes
"Isn't there still Sina Weibo?" Pentheus pointed out while turning off the engine.
Pentheus looked at the night outside the car window and smiled bitterly.
"Eh? Isn't this the master of ceremonies that Boss Qian hired when he got married?"
But... there will always be experts on the scene, right? It is said that there are crouching tigers hidden in the mountains and dragons hidden in the busy city. Although the arena and auditorium are very shabby, there will always be fighting masters, right? Have confidence! Aren't Zhuge Liang and Zhao Benshan both dug out from the village
"The player on the blue team is Mr. Li Yongji, a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo from South Korea!"
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
Kudos to your sister! I admitted it without any hesitation!
Come on, tickets for underground boxing matches are the same as game points and can be bought at bookstalls... How brave is the organizer, or how little common sense does he have!
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
Did you steal your wife? Did you come to the underground boxing match to gamble and vent your anger because your wife ran away with someone else? What a hard-working salesperson!
"However, aren't the organizers of Dongshan City too unprofessional? How can they issue physical tickets for something like an underground boxing match? In the United States, match information is posted through Facebook using code words and then deleted immediately after more than ten seconds. of."
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
"Woooooooooo..." Lao Mao next to him suddenly started crying again.
The auditorium was also extremely shabby. They were all folding chairs wholesale from Taobao. They were arranged in four directions. They were very uncomfortable to sit on. Even at a young age, I felt like I was going to suffer from varicose veins and lumbar muscle strain, let alone other people.
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
"The player on the blue team is Mr. Li Yongji, a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo from South Korea!"
In front of Pentheus, a China expert, I couldn't hold my head high.
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
In addition, when "Korean" Lee Yong-gil came on stage, the music changed to the theme song of "Dae Jang Geum", and it had a lyrics version. The details are as follows:
"Isn't there still Sina Weibo?" Pentheus pointed out while turning off the engine.
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
The salesman was startled when he heard Pentheus speak Chinese.
In front of Pentheus, a China expert, I couldn't hold my head high.
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
In fact, if they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the VIP seats on the west side, and in my opinion, the difference between chairs that cost 16 yuan and chairs that cost 12 yuan.
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
The sound of "bang, bang" came from the rough sandbags, like the drumbeat before the battle began in the ancient Roman arena.
I walked up from behind Pentheus in a pretentious manner and handed over the two tickets.
Come on, tickets for underground boxing matches are the same as game points and can be bought at bookstalls... How brave is the organizer, or how little common sense does he have!
Although I know from the bottom of my heart that these underground boxing matches that treat human life as insignificant are completely inconsistent with universal values, but when I saw the sandbag hanging in my bedroom, I couldn't help the impulse in my heart and quickly punched two sandbags. Straight punch.
This underground boxing match secretly held in Dongshan City was created by a local copycat. It had a copycat atmosphere from beginning to end, and the invited audience did not look like rich people with an empty life. There are many drunkards, idlers, local gangsters, and at most two nouveau riche.
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
But... there will always be experts on the scene, right? It is said that there are crouching tigers hidden in the mountains and dragons hidden in the busy city. Although the arena and auditorium are very shabby, there will always be fighting masters, right? Have confidence! Aren't Zhuge Liang and Zhao Benshan both dug out from the village
"Woooooooooo..." Lao Mao next to him suddenly started crying again.
The salesman was startled when he heard Pentheus speak Chinese.
This... Although the venue is remote, the facilities are simple, and the average quality of the audience is not high, there will always be experts on the field, right? It’s not that the toughest environment will create the greatest warriors, that’s probably it!
In contrast, Pentheus was much more cautious. He introduced himself: "My name is Peng Peng, and I am the bodyguard of my young master."
It’s so fake! Before pretending to be Japanese, change your Shandong accent first!
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
"Excuse me," Pentheus said modestly, "I can only speak, not write."
In fact, if they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the VIP seats on the west side, and in my opinion, the difference between chairs that cost 16 yuan and chairs that cost 12 yuan.
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
The music of "Dae Jang Geum" finally stopped broadcasting, and Wu Dalang finally no longer had to be beaten by pigs. The fake Korean Li Yongji took the microphone and announced to the audience:
The people in charge of checking tickets at the entrance of the warehouse were two men who looked like soldiers. Pentheus stood in front and made the two men's faces turn pale.
Damn it, I'm going to shoot tomato juice all over your face! Is this still the underground boxing match of blood and fire in my mind? Looking for two fake foreigners to entertain the public, isn't this on the same level as the local striptease performances that are often held in rural areas
Are there no undercover police officers nearby? I'm just here to observe the no-holds-barred martial arts. I don't want to be caught as a gangster and be sent to the juvenile detention center to lose my soap!
Pentheus shook his head. When I told him that I had two tickets for the underground boxing match, he was surprised that someone dared to print the address of the match on the ticket. Even though it was a watermark address that could only be seen through sunlight, It also made him feel particularly unreliable.
Is the result internal competition among salespeople? It was the old customers who were robbed, not the wife. We should be thankful, right
In front of Pentheus, a China expert, I couldn't hold my head high.
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
"Do you...do you have a ticket?" Soldier A stammered.
Although I know from the bottom of my heart that these underground boxing matches that treat human life as insignificant are completely inconsistent with universal values, but when I saw the sandbag hanging in my bedroom, I couldn't help the impulse in my heart and quickly punched two sandbags. Straight punch.
"Underground boxing match... I didn't expect that I still miss it a little bit in my heart."
"Hey, hey, Master Lin, and Mr. Peng, it sounds like you are gangsters!"
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
After entering the warehouse, I took a deep breath.
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
I walked up from behind Pentheus in a pretentious manner and handed over the two tickets.
It’s so fake! Before pretending to be Japanese, change your Shandong accent first!
I walked up from behind Pentheus in a pretentious manner and handed over the two tickets.
"Hello everyone!" Ito Yue said to the audience in very artificial "Japanese" Chinese, "Our Japanese karate is the best in the world! I must be the final winner!"
What a strong professionalism! Do you know that underground boxing matches are illegal activities? The ratio of good people in this warehouse is very low! Maybe there’s even an undercover police officer! Are you just handing out your business card so casually
"Ouou—" There was a sound of booing in the audience. When it comes to hating Japan, China is really even leading the way with ruffians.
Soldier B shivered when he took the ticket and almost dropped it on the ground.
Damn it, I'm going to shoot tomato juice all over your face! Is this still the underground boxing match of blood and fire in my mind? Looking for two fake foreigners to entertain the public, isn't this on the same level as the local striptease performances that are often held in rural areas
"—Mr. Itogoe, the ninth-dan master of Kyokushin Karate from Japan!"
"Go in, go in!"
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
"It doesn't matter if you're a gangster... It doesn't matter if you're a gangster! The gangsters are people too, and they also need to live in a house, right? Buy a house! If you need anything, just come to me! We can't meet each other anywhere in the world... Hiccup!"
Are there no undercover police officers nearby? I'm just here to observe the no-holds-barred martial arts. I don't want to be caught as a gangster and be sent to the juvenile detention center to lose my soap!
Kudos to your sister! I admitted it without any hesitation!
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
I don't know why, but I always feel that the host has the characteristics of a comedian.
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
The torn tickets were just thrown on the ground - Damn it, you are an undercover agent of the Public Security Bureau! Are you afraid that the police won't find us
"Hey, hey, Master Lin, and Mr. Peng, it sounds like you are gangsters!"
"Everyone in the audience, be quiet, the exciting competition is about to begin!"
After looking at Pentheus's majestic physique and my ferocious face, there was a moment of fear in Lao Mao's eyes, but in the blink of an eye he was drunk again and started talking.
The people in charge of checking tickets at the entrance of the warehouse were two men who looked like soldiers. Pentheus stood in front and made the two men's faces turn pale.
Soldier B shivered when he took the ticket and almost dropped it on the ground.
Unexpectedly, Lao Mao continued: "... He actually took away my old customer! The 2 million order was also taken away! Xiao Wang, you have no butt | eyes to give birth to a son!"
I did what I thought of and called Pentheus. Just in time, Amy's place was fully staffed. She generously "lent" Pentheus to me and even sent out her special car.
"It's so unprofessional, it's so unprofessional..."
Lao Mao burped, his flabby facial muscles filled with a strange smile caused by alcoholism.
"Ouou—" There was a sound of booing in the audience. When it comes to hating Japan, China is really even leading the way with ruffians.
Unexpectedly, Lao Mao continued: "... He actually took away my old customer! The 2 million order was also taken away! Xiao Wang, you have no butt | eyes to give birth to a son!"
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
"Our Korean Taekwondo is the strongest Smecta! And Confucius and Jesus are both Koreans! The universe is Smecta created by us Koreans!"
"Do you...do you have a ticket?" Soldier A stammered.
"It doesn't matter if you're a gangster... It doesn't matter if you're a gangster! The gangsters are people too, and they also need to live in a house, right? Buy a house! If you need anything, just come to me! We can't meet each other anywhere in the world... Hiccup!"
Pentheus shook his head. When I told him that I had two tickets for the underground boxing match, he was surprised that someone dared to print the address of the match on the ticket. Even though it was a watermark address that could only be seen through sunlight, It also made him feel particularly unreliable.
"I'll go! This black guy is so proficient in Chinese!"
"It's so unprofessional, it's so unprofessional..."
But even if the organizer is SB, there should be experts playing, right? Everyone is here to watch this. If there are no masters competing, everyone will not bet enthusiastically. Is that right
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
After entering the warehouse, I took a deep breath.
Come on, tickets for underground boxing matches are the same as game points and can be bought at bookstalls... How brave is the organizer, or how little common sense does he have!
In contrast, Pentheus was much more cautious. He introduced himself: "My name is Peng Peng, and I am the bodyguard of my young master."
What a crude, crude concrete platform! It's just crookedly built in the center of the warehouse, with a few pillars inserted, and then rope loops around it. It reminds me of my plasticine art homework in the fourth grade of elementary school!
In fact, if they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the VIP seats on the west side, and in my opinion, the difference between chairs that cost 16 yuan and chairs that cost 12 yuan.
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
What a crude, crude concrete platform! It's just crookedly built in the center of the warehouse, with a few pillars inserted, and then rope loops around it. It reminds me of my plasticine art homework in the fourth grade of elementary school!
"Hey, hey, Master Lin, and Mr. Peng, it sounds like you are gangsters!"
Pentheus and I sat in the first row of the "VIP seats". Sitting on our right was an uncle with a crooked tie. He didn't have a few hairs on his head and looked decadent. He seemed to have been drunk before he came here. Less wine.
I don't know why, but I always feel that the host has the characteristics of a comedian.
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
The music of "Dae Jang Geum" finally stopped broadcasting, and Wu Dalang finally no longer had to be beaten by pigs. The fake Korean Li Yongji took the microphone and announced to the audience:
"That's amazing! By the way, if you two need housing resources, you can come to Lianjia Real Estate to find me. Everyone calls me 'Lao Mao', and this is my business card..."
The auditorium was also extremely shabby. They were all folding chairs wholesale from Taobao. They were arranged in four directions. They were very uncomfortable to sit on. Even at a young age, I felt like I was going to suffer from varicose veins and lumbar muscle strain, let alone other people.
"Eh? Why are you gambling at such a young age?" the salesman said, looking at me across Pentheus and stretching his neck.
Unexpectedly, Lao Mao continued: "... He actually took away my old customer! The 2 million order was also taken away! Xiao Wang, you have no butt | eyes to give birth to a son!"
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
Although I know from the bottom of my heart that these underground boxing matches that treat human life as insignificant are completely inconsistent with universal values, but when I saw the sandbag hanging in my bedroom, I couldn't help the impulse in my heart and quickly punched two sandbags. Straight punch.
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
Can there be a limit to copycats? This feeling is just like after someone else used a spaceship to land on the moon, we tied four kickers to the legs of a stool and wanted to travel in space!
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
Is the result internal competition among salespeople? It was the old customers who were robbed, not the wife. We should be thankful, right
After looking at Pentheus's majestic physique and my ferocious face, there was a moment of fear in Lao Mao's eyes, but in the blink of an eye he was drunk again and started talking.
Then he pointed at me, "This is my young master, his name is... Lin Ye, we don't plan to place bets, we just come to watch the fun."
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
Because Pentheus and I were together, the organizer mistakenly thought that he was my bodyguard, so the two of us were invited to sit at the VIP table.
"—Mr. Itogoe, the ninth-dan master of Kyokushin Karate from Japan!"
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
"It doesn't matter if you're a gangster... It doesn't matter if you're a gangster! The gangsters are people too, and they also need to live in a house, right? Buy a house! If you need anything, just come to me! We can't meet each other anywhere in the world... Hiccup!"
Did you steal your wife? Did you come to the underground boxing match to gamble and vent your anger because your wife ran away with someone else? What a hard-working salesperson!
In fact, if they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the VIP seats on the west side, and in my opinion, the difference between chairs that cost 16 yuan and chairs that cost 12 yuan.
Pentheus looked at the night outside the car window and smiled bitterly.
"It's so unprofessional, it's so unprofessional..."
Damn it, I'm going to shoot tomato juice all over your face! Is this still the underground boxing match of blood and fire in my mind? Looking for two fake foreigners to entertain the public, isn't this on the same level as the local striptease performances that are often held in rural areas
I don't know why, but I always feel that the host has the characteristics of a comedian.
But... there will always be experts on the scene, right? It is said that there are crouching tigers hidden in the mountains and dragons hidden in the busy city. Although the arena and auditorium are very shabby, there will always be fighting masters, right? Have confidence! Aren't Zhuge Liang and Zhao Benshan both dug out from the village
The sound of "bang, bang" came from the rough sandbags, like the drumbeat before the battle began in the ancient Roman arena.
"Gambling?" I didn't understand what he meant.
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
"Now let's invite the first pair of contestants to have a warm-up match. Let's watch them fight it out and give birth to a baby soon... No, it's a marriage of a hundred years... No... Anyway, please applaud!"
I walked up from behind Pentheus in a pretentious manner and handed over the two tickets.
This underground boxing match secretly held in Dongshan City was created by a local copycat. It had a copycat atmosphere from beginning to end, and the invited audience did not look like rich people with an empty life. There are many drunkards, idlers, local gangsters, and at most two nouveau riche.
Pentheus and I sat in the first row of the "VIP seats". Sitting on our right was an uncle with a crooked tie. He didn't have a few hairs on his head and looked decadent. He seemed to have been drunk before he came here. Less wine.
"Excuse me," Pentheus said modestly, "I can only speak, not write."
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
"However, aren't the organizers of Dongshan City too unprofessional? How can they issue physical tickets for something like an underground boxing match? In the United States, match information is posted through Facebook using code words and then deleted immediately after more than ten seconds. of."
If Pentheus hadn't highly recommended the active enzymes contained in tomato juice that can strengthen muscles, I wouldn't have drank it.
I want to go today. Anyway, Xiaoqin’s birthday is tomorrow.
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
"Eh? Why are you gambling at such a young age?" the salesman said, looking at me across Pentheus and stretching his neck.
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
"Gambling?" I didn't understand what he meant.
"Everyone in the audience, be quiet, the exciting competition is about to begin!"
Although I know from the bottom of my heart that these underground boxing matches that treat human life as insignificant are completely inconsistent with universal values, but when I saw the sandbag hanging in my bedroom, I couldn't help the impulse in my heart and quickly punched two sandbags. Straight punch.
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
After it got dark, I was sitting in the luxurious Batmobile, escorted by Pentheus, to the outside of an idle warehouse in the suburbs. Looking at the various vehicles parked around me, I felt a strong sense of unreality.
"Gambling?" I didn't understand what he meant.
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
Come on, tickets for underground boxing matches are the same as game points and can be bought at bookstalls... How brave is the organizer, or how little common sense does he have!
What a crude, crude concrete platform! It's just crookedly built in the center of the warehouse, with a few pillars inserted, and then rope loops around it. It reminds me of my plasticine art homework in the fourth grade of elementary school!
"That's amazing! By the way, if you two need housing resources, you can come to Lianjia Real Estate to find me. Everyone calls me 'Lao Mao', and this is my business card..."
This is the fighting match that gave birth to a strong man like Pentheus! I finally got the chance to go and watch it, but if I didn’t dare to go just because it’s illegal, that would be so unmanly!
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
But even if the organizer is SB, there should be experts playing, right? Everyone is here to watch this. If there are no masters competing, everyone will not bet enthusiastically. Is that right
"Eh? Isn't this the master of ceremonies that Boss Qian hired when he got married?"
Lao Mao said suddenly.
The decision for the second ticket was very easy.
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
"Now let's invite the first pair of contestants to have a warm-up match. Let's watch them fight it out and give birth to a baby soon... No, it's a marriage of a hundred years... No... Anyway, please applaud!"
The salesman was startled when he heard Pentheus speak Chinese.
The torn tickets were just thrown on the ground - Damn it, you are an undercover agent of the Public Security Bureau! Are you afraid that the police won't find us
It’s so fake! Before pretending to be Japanese, change your Shandong accent first!
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
"I'll go! This black guy is so proficient in Chinese!"
After putting the iron box that Huo Zhenbang gave Xiaoqin as a birthday gift back home, I held the two tickets for the underground boxing match in my hand and felt a little restless.
Pentheus nodded and said, "Thank you."
"Excuse me," Pentheus said modestly, "I can only speak, not write."
What a strong professionalism! Do you know that underground boxing matches are illegal activities? The ratio of good people in this warehouse is very low! Maybe there’s even an undercover police officer! Are you just handing out your business card so casually
At this time, someone came to sell drinks and snacks from a cart, which were as expensive as on the train. Pentheus and I each took a can of tomato juice, which was ridiculously expensive at 20 yuan a can.
"Gambling?" I didn't understand what he meant.
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
"That's amazing! By the way, if you two need housing resources, you can come to Lianjia Real Estate to find me. Everyone calls me 'Lao Mao', and this is my business card..."
Are there no undercover police officers nearby? I'm just here to observe the no-holds-barred martial arts. I don't want to be caught as a gangster and be sent to the juvenile detention center to lose my soap!
"Isn't there still Sina Weibo?" Pentheus pointed out while turning off the engine.
Pentheus looked at the night outside the car window and smiled bitterly.
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
"Selling tomato juice at an underground boxing match where blood and sweat are splashed, I really don't understand what the organizer thinks." I complained.
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
The auditorium was also extremely shabby. They were all folding chairs wholesale from Taobao. They were arranged in four directions. They were very uncomfortable to sit on. Even at a young age, I felt like I was going to suffer from varicose veins and lumbar muscle strain, let alone other people.
"Ouou—" There was a sound of booing in the audience. When it comes to hating Japan, China is really even leading the way with ruffians.
What a strong professionalism! Do you know that underground boxing matches are illegal activities? The ratio of good people in this warehouse is very low! Maybe there’s even an undercover police officer! Are you just handing out your business card so casually
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
What a strong professionalism! Do you know that underground boxing matches are illegal activities? The ratio of good people in this warehouse is very low! Maybe there’s even an undercover police officer! Are you just handing out your business card so casually
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
Did you steal your wife? Did you come to the underground boxing match to gamble and vent your anger because your wife ran away with someone else? What a hard-working salesperson!
"Our Korean Taekwondo is the strongest Smecta! And Confucius and Jesus are both Koreans! The universe is Smecta created by us Koreans!"
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
In fact, if they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the VIP seats on the west side, and in my opinion, the difference between chairs that cost 16 yuan and chairs that cost 12 yuan.
I don't know why, but I always feel that the host has the characteristics of a comedian.
In contrast, Pentheus was much more cautious. He introduced himself: "My name is Peng Peng, and I am the bodyguard of my young master."
"Hello everyone!" Ito Yue said to the audience in very artificial "Japanese" Chinese, "Our Japanese karate is the best in the world! I must be the final winner!"
"The player on the blue team is Mr. Li Yongji, a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo from South Korea!"
The host waved his arm grandly, "First, let me introduce the man... No, it's the red player—"
"That's amazing! By the way, if you two need housing resources, you can come to Lianjia Real Estate to find me. Everyone calls me 'Lao Mao', and this is my business card..."
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
Then he pointed at me, "This is my young master, his name is... Lin Ye, we don't plan to place bets, we just come to watch the fun."
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
This... Although the venue is remote, the facilities are simple, and the average quality of the audience is not high, there will always be experts on the field, right? It’s not that the toughest environment will create the greatest warriors, that’s probably it!
After looking at Pentheus's majestic physique and my ferocious face, there was a moment of fear in Lao Mao's eyes, but in the blink of an eye he was drunk again and started talking.
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
"Do you...do you have a ticket?" Soldier A stammered.
At this time, someone came to sell drinks and snacks from a cart, which were as expensive as on the train. Pentheus and I each took a can of tomato juice, which was ridiculously expensive at 20 yuan a can.
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
"Hey, hey, Master Lin, and Mr. Peng, it sounds like you are gangsters!"
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
"It's so unprofessional, it's so unprofessional..."
Pentheus and I sat in the first row of the "VIP seats". Sitting on our right was an uncle with a crooked tie. He didn't have a few hairs on his head and looked decadent. He seemed to have been drunk before he came here. Less wine.
How about stringing together the words first and then hosting the competition? It's all just like the wedding scene. Who wants to listen to your corny jokes
"I'll go! This black guy is so proficient in Chinese!"
"Woooooooooo..." Lao Mao next to him suddenly started crying again.
What a strong professionalism! Do you know that underground boxing matches are illegal activities? The ratio of good people in this warehouse is very low! Maybe there’s even an undercover police officer! Are you just handing out your business card so casually
Pentheus nodded and said, "Thank you."
Damn it, I'm going to shoot tomato juice all over your face! Is this still the underground boxing match of blood and fire in my mind? Looking for two fake foreigners to entertain the public, isn't this on the same level as the local striptease performances that are often held in rural areas
"Now let's invite the first pair of contestants to have a warm-up match. Let's watch them fight it out and give birth to a baby soon... No, it's a marriage of a hundred years... No... Anyway, please applaud!"
"That's amazing! By the way, if you two need housing resources, you can come to Lianjia Real Estate to find me. Everyone calls me 'Lao Mao', and this is my business card..."
Once I made up my mind, I felt extremely itchy. Although Huo Zhenbang told me that the underground boxing match would be held in Dongshan City for a week, but holding the ticket in his hand, he was like a healthy teenager who had just downloaded an porn movie and had no patience to wait until the weekend. Just appreciate it.
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
"Eh? Isn't this the master of ceremonies that Boss Qian hired when he got married?"
"Isn't there still Sina Weibo?" Pentheus pointed out while turning off the engine.
"Selling tomato juice at an underground boxing match where blood and sweat are splashed, I really don't understand what the organizer thinks." I complained.
Kudos to your sister! I admitted it without any hesitation!
Unexpectedly, Lao Mao continued: "... He actually took away my old customer! The 2 million order was also taken away! Xiao Wang, you have no butt | eyes to give birth to a son!"
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
This is even more fake! The underwear thief Xu Shao’s father, Xu Jinsheng, is an eighth-degree black belt. I heard that there are only three ninth-degree black belt masters in the world. They are all Koreans, and they are all in their 70s or 80s. The one who jumped onto the stage, What kind of trouble is a man who looks less than 40 years old doing
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
Are there no undercover police officers nearby? I'm just here to observe the no-holds-barred martial arts. I don't want to be caught as a gangster and be sent to the juvenile detention center to lose my soap!
"Eh? Why are you gambling at such a young age?" the salesman said, looking at me across Pentheus and stretching his neck.
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
"Now let's invite the first pair of contestants to have a warm-up match. Let's watch them fight it out and give birth to a baby soon... No, it's a marriage of a hundred years... No... Anyway, please applaud!"
This underground boxing match secretly held in Dongshan City was created by a local copycat. It had a copycat atmosphere from beginning to end, and the invited audience did not look like rich people with an empty life. There are many drunkards, idlers, local gangsters, and at most two nouveau riche.
Unrestricted fighting without rules really makes me very curious, I really want to see it with my own eyes!
Lao Mao burped, his flabby facial muscles filled with a strange smile caused by alcoholism.
This underground boxing match secretly held in Dongshan City was created by a local copycat. It had a copycat atmosphere from beginning to end, and the invited audience did not look like rich people with an empty life. There are many drunkards, idlers, local gangsters, and at most two nouveau riche.
The host waved his arm grandly, "First, let me introduce the man... No, it's the red player—"
"Eh? Isn't this the master of ceremonies that Boss Qian hired when he got married?"
"It doesn't matter if you're a gangster... It doesn't matter if you're a gangster! The gangsters are people too, and they also need to live in a house, right? Buy a house! If you need anything, just come to me! We can't meet each other anywhere in the world... Hiccup!"
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
But... there will always be experts on the scene, right? It is said that there are crouching tigers hidden in the mountains and dragons hidden in the busy city. Although the arena and auditorium are very shabby, there will always be fighting masters, right? Have confidence! Aren't Zhuge Liang and Zhao Benshan both dug out from the village
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
The host waved his arm grandly, "First, let me introduce the man... No, it's the red player—"
After looking at Pentheus's majestic physique and my ferocious face, there was a moment of fear in Lao Mao's eyes, but in the blink of an eye he was drunk again and started talking.
The torn tickets were just thrown on the ground - Damn it, you are an undercover agent of the Public Security Bureau! Are you afraid that the police won't find us
"Gambling?" I didn't understand what he meant.
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
"Don't, don't call me sir! Customers are God! Just call me Lao Mao!" Lao Mao continued to drink and go crazy, "The tickets were...sold to me by Lao Li from the bookstall. He said it was more fun than the black lottery... I am today Have a good time gambling!"
Damn it, I'm going to shoot tomato juice all over your face! Is this still the underground boxing match of blood and fire in my mind? Looking for two fake foreigners to entertain the public, isn't this on the same level as the local striptease performances that are often held in rural areas
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
Come on, tickets for underground boxing matches are the same as game points and can be bought at bookstalls... How brave is the organizer, or how little common sense does he have!
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
"Do you...do you have a ticket?" Soldier A stammered.
"Selling tomato juice at an underground boxing match where blood and sweat are splashed, I really don't understand what the organizer thinks." I complained.
But even if the organizer is SB, there should be experts playing, right? Everyone is here to watch this. If there are no masters competing, everyone will not bet enthusiastically. Is that right
Did you steal your wife? Did you come to the underground boxing match to gamble and vent your anger because your wife ran away with someone else? What a hard-working salesperson!
The auditorium was also extremely shabby. They were all folding chairs wholesale from Taobao. They were arranged in four directions. They were very uncomfortable to sit on. Even at a young age, I felt like I was going to suffer from varicose veins and lumbar muscle strain, let alone other people.
"Woooooooooo..." Lao Mao next to him suddenly started crying again.
If Pentheus hadn't highly recommended the active enzymes contained in tomato juice that can strengthen muscles, I wouldn't have drank it.
Is the result internal competition among salespeople? It was the old customers who were robbed, not the wife. We should be thankful, right
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
"Woooooooooo..." Lao Mao next to him suddenly started crying again.
How about stringing together the words first and then hosting the competition? It's all just like the wedding scene. Who wants to listen to your corny jokes
"Do you...do you have a ticket?" Soldier A stammered.
"Go in, go in!"
"Underground boxing match... I didn't expect that I still miss it a little bit in my heart."
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
What a strong professionalism! Do you know that underground boxing matches are illegal activities? The ratio of good people in this warehouse is very low! Maybe there’s even an undercover police officer! Are you just handing out your business card so casually
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
Can there be a limit to copycats? This feeling is just like after someone else used a spaceship to land on the moon, we tied four kickers to the legs of a stool and wanted to travel in space!
Did you steal your wife? Did you come to the underground boxing match to gamble and vent your anger because your wife ran away with someone else? What a hard-working salesperson!
I want to go today. Anyway, Xiaoqin’s birthday is tomorrow.
"The player on the blue team is Mr. Li Yongji, a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo from South Korea!"
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
The auditorium was also extremely shabby. They were all folding chairs wholesale from Taobao. They were arranged in four directions. They were very uncomfortable to sit on. Even at a young age, I felt like I was going to suffer from varicose veins and lumbar muscle strain, let alone other people.
Unexpectedly, Lao Mao continued: "... He actually took away my old customer! The 2 million order was also taken away! Xiao Wang, you have no butt | eyes to give birth to a son!"
After putting the iron box that Huo Zhenbang gave Xiaoqin as a birthday gift back home, I held the two tickets for the underground boxing match in my hand and felt a little restless.
The host waved his arm grandly, "First, let me introduce the man... No, it's the red player—"
Unexpectedly, Lao Mao continued: "... He actually took away my old customer! The 2 million order was also taken away! Xiao Wang, you have no butt | eyes to give birth to a son!"
"Underground boxing match... I didn't expect that I still miss it a little bit in my heart."
"Do you...do you have a ticket?" Soldier A stammered.
Pentheus nodded and said, "Thank you."
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
This underground boxing match secretly held in Dongshan City was created by a local copycat. It had a copycat atmosphere from beginning to end, and the invited audience did not look like rich people with an empty life. There are many drunkards, idlers, local gangsters, and at most two nouveau riche.
Is the result internal competition among salespeople? It was the old customers who were robbed, not the wife. We should be thankful, right
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
Lao Mao said suddenly.
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
The decision for the second ticket was very easy.
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
Kudos to your sister! I admitted it without any hesitation!
"Gambling?" I didn't understand what he meant.
At this time, someone came to sell drinks and snacks from a cart, which were as expensive as on the train. Pentheus and I each took a can of tomato juice, which was ridiculously expensive at 20 yuan a can.
Although I know from the bottom of my heart that these underground boxing matches that treat human life as insignificant are completely inconsistent with universal values, but when I saw the sandbag hanging in my bedroom, I couldn't help the impulse in my heart and quickly punched two sandbags. Straight punch.
Pentheus and I sat in the first row of the "VIP seats". Sitting on our right was an uncle with a crooked tie. He didn't have a few hairs on his head and looked decadent. He seemed to have been drunk before he came here. Less wine.
"Selling tomato juice at an underground boxing match where blood and sweat are splashed, I really don't understand what the organizer thinks." I complained.
Can there be a limit to copycats? This feeling is just like after someone else used a spaceship to land on the moon, we tied four kickers to the legs of a stool and wanted to travel in space!
"It's so unprofessional, it's so unprofessional..."
I walked up from behind Pentheus in a pretentious manner and handed over the two tickets.
"Ouou—" There was a sound of booing in the audience. When it comes to hating Japan, China is really even leading the way with ruffians.
It’s so fake! Before pretending to be Japanese, change your Shandong accent first!
If Pentheus hadn't highly recommended the active enzymes contained in tomato juice that can strengthen muscles, I wouldn't have drank it.
But even if the organizer is SB, there should be experts playing, right? Everyone is here to watch this. If there are no masters competing, everyone will not bet enthusiastically. Is that right
In contrast, Pentheus was much more cautious. He introduced himself: "My name is Peng Peng, and I am the bodyguard of my young master."
If Pentheus hadn't highly recommended the active enzymes contained in tomato juice that can strengthen muscles, I wouldn't have drank it.
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
I want to go today. Anyway, Xiaoqin’s birthday is tomorrow.
"Don't, don't call me sir! Customers are God! Just call me Lao Mao!" Lao Mao continued to drink and go crazy, "The tickets were...sold to me by Lao Li from the bookstall. He said it was more fun than the black lottery... I am today Have a good time gambling!"
Once I made up my mind, I felt extremely itchy. Although Huo Zhenbang told me that the underground boxing match would be held in Dongshan City for a week, but holding the ticket in his hand, he was like a healthy teenager who had just downloaded an porn movie and had no patience to wait until the weekend. Just appreciate it.
At this time, someone came to sell drinks and snacks from a cart, which were as expensive as on the train. Pentheus and I each took a can of tomato juice, which was ridiculously expensive at 20 yuan a can.
Pentheus and I sat upright, almost vomiting blood.
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
"Eh? Isn't this the master of ceremonies that Boss Qian hired when he got married?"
In contrast, Pentheus was much more cautious. He introduced himself: "My name is Peng Peng, and I am the bodyguard of my young master."
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
At this time, someone came to sell drinks and snacks from a cart, which were as expensive as on the train. Pentheus and I each took a can of tomato juice, which was ridiculously expensive at 20 yuan a can.
"Everyone in the audience, be quiet, the exciting competition is about to begin!"
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
"Don't, don't call me sir! Customers are God! Just call me Lao Mao!" Lao Mao continued to drink and go crazy, "The tickets were...sold to me by Lao Li from the bookstall. He said it was more fun than the black lottery... I am today Have a good time gambling!"
I don't know why, but I always feel that the host has the characteristics of a comedian.
I don't know why, but I always feel that the host has the characteristics of a comedian.
The decision for the second ticket was very easy.
Pentheus and I sat upright, almost vomiting blood.
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
In fact, if they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the VIP seats on the west side, and in my opinion, the difference between chairs that cost 16 yuan and chairs that cost 12 yuan.
"Eh? Isn't this the master of ceremonies that Boss Qian hired when he got married?"
Soldier B shivered when he took the ticket and almost dropped it on the ground.
In front of Pentheus, a China expert, I couldn't hold my head high.
Lao Mao said suddenly.
Soldier B shivered when he took the ticket and almost dropped it on the ground.
How about stringing together the words first and then hosting the competition? It's all just like the wedding scene. Who wants to listen to your corny jokes
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
"I'll go! This black guy is so proficient in Chinese!"
"Everyone in the audience, be quiet, the exciting competition is about to begin!"
Lao Mao said suddenly.
The host waved his arm grandly, "First, let me introduce the man... No, it's the red player—"
In contrast, Pentheus was much more cautious. He introduced himself: "My name is Peng Peng, and I am the bodyguard of my young master."
What a crude, crude concrete platform! It's just crookedly built in the center of the warehouse, with a few pillars inserted, and then rope loops around it. It reminds me of my plasticine art homework in the fourth grade of elementary school!
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
If Pentheus hadn't highly recommended the active enzymes contained in tomato juice that can strengthen muscles, I wouldn't have drank it.
Lao Mao burped, his flabby facial muscles filled with a strange smile caused by alcoholism.
"Excuse me," Pentheus said modestly, "I can only speak, not write."
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
Lao Mao said suddenly.
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
"—Mr. Itogoe, the ninth-dan master of Kyokushin Karate from Japan!"
"Gambling?" I didn't understand what he meant.
Unexpectedly, Lao Mao continued: "... He actually took away my old customer! The 2 million order was also taken away! Xiao Wang, you have no butt | eyes to give birth to a son!"
"We are destined to meet each other in this mortal world. I hope we can continue this fate and continue to watch our games!"
"Our Korean Taekwondo is the strongest Smecta! And Confucius and Jesus are both Koreans! The universe is Smecta created by us Koreans!"
I don't know why, but I always feel that the host has the characteristics of a comedian.
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
Pentheus shook his head. When I told him that I had two tickets for the underground boxing match, he was surprised that someone dared to print the address of the match on the ticket. Even though it was a watermark address that could only be seen through sunlight, It also made him feel particularly unreliable.
"Wu Dalang Wu Dalang~~~~Being beaten by a pig~~~~~~Being beaten~~Being beaten~~~Being beaten by a pig~~~~~"
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
If Pentheus hadn't highly recommended the active enzymes contained in tomato juice that can strengthen muscles, I wouldn't have drank it.
Of course Pentheus is invited! The former undefeated strongman in underground boxing, the legendary figure known as the "Black Death", with him explaining to me, I can definitely learn more practical skills!
China is really advancing with the times! I thought that something like the ancient Roman Colosseum could only be found in big capitalist countries like the United States and Russia, or in Thailand, which has a deep tradition of Muay Thai. Unexpectedly, in the land of China, after karaoke bars, bars, and casinos, it has become a popular Money people’s way to relieve stress!
“In underground boxing matches, spectators often place bets on winning or losing, which is also one of the important income sources,” Pentheus explained.
"Now let's invite the first pair of contestants to have a warm-up match. Let's watch them fight it out and give birth to a baby soon... No, it's a marriage of a hundred years... No... Anyway, please applaud!"
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
"Hello everyone!" Ito Yue said to the audience in very artificial "Japanese" Chinese, "Our Japanese karate is the best in the world! I must be the final winner!"
What a strong professionalism! Do you know that underground boxing matches are illegal activities? The ratio of good people in this warehouse is very low! Maybe there’s even an undercover police officer! Are you just handing out your business card so casually
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
How about stringing together the words first and then hosting the competition? It's all just like the wedding scene. Who wants to listen to your corny jokes
"It's so unprofessional, it's so unprofessional..."
"Gambling?" I didn't understand what he meant.
At this time, just like the start of a movie, the lights in the entire venue were turned off, a spotlight hit the center of the ring like lightning, and a host wearing a yellow striped suit and bow tie appeared on stage.
The people in charge of checking tickets at the entrance of the warehouse were two men who looked like soldiers. Pentheus stood in front and made the two men's faces turn pale.
Come on, tickets for underground boxing matches are the same as game points and can be bought at bookstalls... How brave is the organizer, or how little common sense does he have!
Come on, tickets for underground boxing matches are the same as game points and can be bought at bookstalls... How brave is the organizer, or how little common sense does he have!
This is the fighting match that gave birth to a strong man like Pentheus! I finally got the chance to go and watch it, but if I didn’t dare to go just because it’s illegal, that would be so unmanly!
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
What a crude, crude concrete platform! It's just crookedly built in the center of the warehouse, with a few pillars inserted, and then rope loops around it. It reminds me of my plasticine art homework in the fourth grade of elementary school!
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
Is the result internal competition among salespeople? It was the old customers who were robbed, not the wife. We should be thankful, right
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
Are there no undercover police officers nearby? I'm just here to observe the no-holds-barred martial arts. I don't want to be caught as a gangster and be sent to the juvenile detention center to lose my soap!
The host waved his arm grandly, "First, let me introduce the man... No, it's the red player—"
"Go in, go in!"
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
"It's so unprofessional, it's so unprofessional..."
"Hey, hey, Master Lin, and Mr. Peng, it sounds like you are gangsters!"
"However, aren't the organizers of Dongshan City too unprofessional? How can they issue physical tickets for something like an underground boxing match? In the United States, match information is posted through Facebook using code words and then deleted immediately after more than ten seconds. of."
The music of "Dae Jang Geum" finally stopped broadcasting, and Wu Dalang finally no longer had to be beaten by pigs. The fake Korean Li Yongji took the microphone and announced to the audience:
"—Mr. Itogoe, the ninth-dan master of Kyokushin Karate from Japan!"
Did you steal your wife? Did you come to the underground boxing match to gamble and vent your anger because your wife ran away with someone else? What a hard-working salesperson!
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
"However, aren't the organizers of Dongshan City too unprofessional? How can they issue physical tickets for something like an underground boxing match? In the United States, match information is posted through Facebook using code words and then deleted immediately after more than ten seconds. of."
Damn, what on earth is going on! Do you want to carry out the road to copycat to the end? An underground boxing match is such a serious and cruel thing, why would you hire a wedding officiant to act as host? Or at least a sports commentator, you bastard!
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
This... Although the venue is remote, the facilities are simple, and the average quality of the audience is not high, there will always be experts on the field, right? It’s not that the toughest environment will create the greatest warriors, that’s probably it!
Then he pointed at me, "This is my young master, his name is... Lin Ye, we don't plan to place bets, we just come to watch the fun."
"It's so unprofessional, it's so unprofessional..."
"Ouou—" There was a sound of booing in the audience. When it comes to hating Japan, China is really even leading the way with ruffians.
"Ouou—" There was a sound of booing in the audience. When it comes to hating Japan, China is really even leading the way with ruffians.
Once I made up my mind, I felt extremely itchy. Although Huo Zhenbang told me that the underground boxing match would be held in Dongshan City for a week, but holding the ticket in his hand, he was like a healthy teenager who had just downloaded an porn movie and had no patience to wait until the weekend. Just appreciate it.
"Eh? Why are you gambling at such a young age?" the salesman said, looking at me across Pentheus and stretching his neck.
"Don't, don't call me sir! Customers are God! Just call me Lao Mao!" Lao Mao continued to drink and go crazy, "The tickets were...sold to me by Lao Li from the bookstall. He said it was more fun than the black lottery... I am today Have a good time gambling!"
In front of Pentheus, a China expert, I couldn't hold my head high.
"Hello everyone!" Ito Yue said to the audience in very artificial "Japanese" Chinese, "Our Japanese karate is the best in the world! I must be the final winner!"
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
"Everyone in the audience, be quiet, the exciting competition is about to begin!"
This is even more fake! The underwear thief Xu Shao’s father, Xu Jinsheng, is an eighth-degree black belt. I heard that there are only three ninth-degree black belt masters in the world. They are all Koreans, and they are all in their 70s or 80s. The one who jumped onto the stage, What kind of trouble is a man who looks less than 40 years old doing
In fact, if they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the VIP seats on the west side, and in my opinion, the difference between chairs that cost 16 yuan and chairs that cost 12 yuan.
It’s so fake! Before pretending to be Japanese, change your Shandong accent first!
Once I made up my mind, I felt extremely itchy. Although Huo Zhenbang told me that the underground boxing match would be held in Dongshan City for a week, but holding the ticket in his hand, he was like a healthy teenager who had just downloaded an porn movie and had no patience to wait until the weekend. Just appreciate it.
I did what I thought of and called Pentheus. Just in time, Amy's place was fully staffed. She generously "lent" Pentheus to me and even sent out her special car.
Lao Mao said suddenly.
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
Pentheus nodded and said, "Thank you."
In front of Pentheus, a China expert, I couldn't hold my head high.
After looking at Pentheus's majestic physique and my ferocious face, there was a moment of fear in Lao Mao's eyes, but in the blink of an eye he was drunk again and started talking.
Soldier B shivered when he took the ticket and almost dropped it on the ground.
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
This... Although the venue is remote, the facilities are simple, and the average quality of the audience is not high, there will always be experts on the field, right? It’s not that the toughest environment will create the greatest warriors, that’s probably it!
Pentheus and I sat upright, almost vomiting blood.
I want to go today. Anyway, Xiaoqin’s birthday is tomorrow.
The music of "Dae Jang Geum" finally stopped broadcasting, and Wu Dalang finally no longer had to be beaten by pigs. The fake Korean Li Yongji took the microphone and announced to the audience:
"The player on the blue team is Mr. Li Yongji, a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo from South Korea!"
Pentheus and I sat upright, almost vomiting blood.
"That's amazing! By the way, if you two need housing resources, you can come to Lianjia Real Estate to find me. Everyone calls me 'Lao Mao', and this is my business card..."
I want to go today. Anyway, Xiaoqin’s birthday is tomorrow.
The music of "Dae Jang Geum" finally stopped broadcasting, and Wu Dalang finally no longer had to be beaten by pigs. The fake Korean Li Yongji took the microphone and announced to the audience:
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
This is even more fake! The underwear thief Xu Shao’s father, Xu Jinsheng, is an eighth-degree black belt. I heard that there are only three ninth-degree black belt masters in the world. They are all Koreans, and they are all in their 70s or 80s. The one who jumped onto the stage, What kind of trouble is a man who looks less than 40 years old doing
"This event is jointly sponsored by CCTV, the United Arab Emirates, and the Cosmos Sports Center!"
I walked up from behind Pentheus in a pretentious manner and handed over the two tickets.
Pentheus and I sat in the first row of the "VIP seats". Sitting on our right was an uncle with a crooked tie. He didn't have a few hairs on his head and looked decadent. He seemed to have been drunk before he came here. Less wine.
Amidst the laughter and curses from the audience, the host began to introduce the blue player again. At least he didn't say "the woman" this time, otherwise the two would have been sent to the bridal chamber.
In addition, when "Korean" Lee Yong-gil came on stage, the music changed to the theme song of "Dae Jang Geum", and it had a lyrics version. The details are as follows:
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
"Well...maybe it's because mainland China doesn't have access to Facebook, so they have no choice but to issue tickets?" I guessed irresponsibly.
It’s so fake! Before pretending to be Japanese, change your Shandong accent first!
"Wu Dalang Wu Dalang~~~~Being beaten by a pig~~~~~~Being beaten~~Being beaten~~~Being beaten by a pig~~~~~"
Eh? There is music all around! I heard it right, it's the theme song of "Rocky 1"! Because of the darkness, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, ignoring the simple facilities around it. This made it quite atmospheric!
How about stringing together the words first and then hosting the competition? It's all just like the wedding scene. Who wants to listen to your corny jokes
"That's amazing! By the way, if you two need housing resources, you can come to Lianjia Real Estate to find me. Everyone calls me 'Lao Mao', and this is my business card..."
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
If Pentheus hadn't highly recommended the active enzymes contained in tomato juice that can strengthen muscles, I wouldn't have drank it.
The background music instantly changed to "Japanese Enter the Village", and a "Japanese" with a medium build and a mustache on his lips walked onto the stage in a majestic manner.
"Hey, hey, Master Lin, and Mr. Peng, it sounds like you are gangsters!"
This underground boxing match secretly held in Dongshan City was created by a local copycat. It had a copycat atmosphere from beginning to end, and the invited audience did not look like rich people with an empty life. There are many drunkards, idlers, local gangsters, and at most two nouveau riche.
Damn it, I'm going to shoot tomato juice all over your face! Is this still the underground boxing match of blood and fire in my mind? Looking for two fake foreigners to entertain the public, isn't this on the same level as the local striptease performances that are often held in rural areas
"Hey, hey, Master Lin, and Mr. Peng, it sounds like you are gangsters!"
"That's amazing! By the way, if you two need housing resources, you can come to Lianjia Real Estate to find me. Everyone calls me 'Lao Mao', and this is my business card..."
After it got dark, I was sitting in the luxurious Batmobile, escorted by Pentheus, to the outside of an idle warehouse in the suburbs. Looking at the various vehicles parked around me, I felt a strong sense of unreality.
The music of "Dae Jang Geum" finally stopped broadcasting, and Wu Dalang finally no longer had to be beaten by pigs. The fake Korean Li Yongji took the microphone and announced to the audience:
The host waved his arm grandly, "First, let me introduce the man... No, it's the red player—"
"It hasn't started yet!" Someone from the seat on the east side shouted loudly.
The torn tickets were just thrown on the ground - Damn it, you are an undercover agent of the Public Security Bureau! Are you afraid that the police won't find us
"Underground boxing match... I didn't expect that I still miss it a little bit in my heart."
After it got dark, I was sitting in the luxurious Batmobile, escorted by Pentheus, to the outside of an idle warehouse in the suburbs. Looking at the various vehicles parked around me, I felt a strong sense of unreality.
"Damn Xiao Wang, you actually took away my old man..."
"Our Korean Taekwondo is the strongest Smecta! And Confucius and Jesus are both Koreans! The universe is Smecta created by us Koreans!"
Pentheus shook his head. When I told him that I had two tickets for the underground boxing match, he was surprised that someone dared to print the address of the match on the ticket. Even though it was a watermark address that could only be seen through sunlight, It also made him feel particularly unreliable.
After entering the warehouse, I took a deep breath.
"Go in, go in!"
The sound of "bang, bang" came from the rough sandbags, like the drumbeat before the battle began in the ancient Roman arena.
"Woooooooooo..." Lao Mao next to him suddenly started crying again.
Come on, tickets for underground boxing matches are the same as game points and can be bought at bookstalls... How brave is the organizer, or how little common sense does he have!
Pentheus and I sat upright, almost vomiting blood.
"Mr. Mao, is this your first time coming to the game?" Pentheus asked Lao Mao.
This thing must be illegal, right? Since it is called an "underground" boxing match, it must not use normal fighting rules. I am afraid that when the players fight, they will beat each other to death. It is basically the kind of "death fighting" that Pentheus participated in, right
After putting the iron box that Huo Zhenbang gave Xiaoqin as a birthday gift back home, I held the two tickets for the underground boxing match in my hand and felt a little restless.
Once I made up my mind, I felt extremely itchy. Although Huo Zhenbang told me that the underground boxing match would be held in Dongshan City for a week, but holding the ticket in his hand, he was like a healthy teenager who had just downloaded an porn movie and had no patience to wait until the weekend. Just appreciate it.
"Don't, don't call me sir! Customers are God! Just call me Lao Mao!" Lao Mao continued to drink and go crazy, "The tickets were...sold to me by Lao Li from the bookstall. He said it was more fun than the black lottery... I am today Have a good time gambling!"
"Woooooooooo..." Lao Mao next to him suddenly started crying again.