820.
Seeing that the scene was at a stalemate, Zhang Feng's lips curled up into a sneer.
Because he was standing behind Caldera, and the former was blocking other people, Zhang Feng also picked up an iron folding chair.
He slowly walked towards Caldera, as if he wanted to fight alongside him.
What no one expected was that Zhang Feng directly picked up the folding chair and hit Caldera on the head.
There was a loud bang.
Regardless of the person in the cage, the spectators outside the cage were all blinded at first. What is going on
The triangle iron welded into a folding chair directly opened a hole in Caldera's head, and blood flowed out, running down Caldera's cheek.
Caldera slowly turned his head and looked at Zhang Feng with confusion and resentment in his eyes.
He needed money, so he did black boxing here, but he didn't expect to be tricked.
His body slowly fell to the ground and he passed out.
Zhang Feng was also slightly surprised. He had done it well and avoided the vital point on the back of Caldera's head. Although the wound was opened, it only looked serious. But he still knew how much force he used. Unexpectedly, Caldera did not faint for an instant and could still turn his head to look at him.
"You will thank me." Zhang Feng said secretly in his heart.
The confused crowd suddenly erupted in all kinds of shouts, and some people were cursing Zhang Feng's eighteenth generation ancestors crazily. These people could win by buying Caldera.
But there were more excited roars. They originally thought that their money was wasted because of Caldera's existence, but they didn't expect this scene.
After knocking out Caldera, Zhang Feng slowly backed up to the edge of the cage while carrying the blood still stained on it.
Several people who had formed an alliance because of Caldera suddenly disbanded their alliance, and each of them separated from each other, guarding others around them.
At this moment, someone suddenly attacked the people around him.
His attack was extremely vicious, he picked up the folding chair and hit it directly on his head.
Blood had splattered out, and the person had no ability to resist and fell to the ground, but he was already swinging the folding chair and continuing to smash it.
Blood was spread wildly on the ring, and the violent scene stimulated the nerves of the spectators, and the roars became more and more exciting and heartbreaking.
Zhang Feng also moved.
He did not move towards the center of the field, which was a target. No matter who got there, they would be attacked by a group of people.
Constantly moving around the edge of the cage, he did not face an enemy alone, but specialized in picking up missing fish and finishing the attack.
Zhang Feng was not relaxed at this moment, mainly because he could not expose his skills, otherwise it would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble and suspicion.
What he wants to show now is his physical talent.
One by one they fell down, and finally there were two people left in the ring, one of whom was naturally Zhang Feng.
The other man was also of medium build, but Zhang Feng had already noticed him.
Among the ten people, the most people fell under his hands, and he was the most ruthless. Moreover, this person dodges very flexibly and methodically, so he must have practiced fighting.
He bared his teeth and stared at Zhang Feng fiercely, his eyes slightly red.
Under the stimulation of blood, the man's reason has become somewhat blurred. The only thing he believes in is that as long as he kills the person in front of him, the bonus will belong to him!
Zhang Feng's body was also stained red with blood, leaving traces of blood along the lines of his muscles.
The tattoos on his back looked even more terrifying when stained with blood.
After a short period of hesitation, the man directly swung the deformed folding chair towards Zhang Feng and smashed it towards him.
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Feng would definitely choose to dodge, and then there would be at least a hundred ways to kill him.
But it's obviously not possible now. As long as the fighting methods are exposed, suspicion will immediately arise.
Therefore, Zhang Feng did not dodge, but also swung the folding chair and threw it at him.
When they hit each other, sparks flew out. The rigid folding chair simply twists and deforms.
Zhang Feng felt the tiger's mouth numb from the shock, but the other man's tiger's mouth was split open by the shock, and the folding chair fell out.
Taking this opportunity, Zhang Feng glared directly at the opponent's chest, causing the opponent to stumble back a few steps.
Zhang Feng still refused to give up and rushed over like a street fight. The deformed folding chair fell on the opponent and knocked him to the ground.
The feet rained down on the torso, making a snapping sound.
The man was beaten so hard that he could only curl up and had no power to resist at all.
boom.
Throwing the folding chair in his hand to the ground, Zhang Feng forced a smile out of his mouth.
Almost all the spectators were stunned. They never thought that Zhang Feng, who looked the least impressive and had the least fight, would win.
No one present believed that he would win.
The happiest person at the moment is the owner of the casino. In this scene, because of Zhang Feng’s presence, everyone was killed!
Milik opened the small door of the iron cage, pressed the winner's five hundred dollars into Zhang Feng's hand, and then raised his right hand high.
When leaving the stage, Zhang Feng was not greeted with cheers, but endless curses.
Simply because they all lost money.
Returning to the room where he had just been, Milik said: "Are you going to have a fight or..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Feng said directly: "I need money. As long as there is money to be made, I will fight."
This is what Milik wanted to hear, and said: "Leave me your contact information and I will notify you in advance of any games."
Zhang Feng nodded and told him the mobile phone card number he had just applied for in Spain.
He simply wiped the sticky blood on his body with his own tattered clothes and put it on again.
At the door, he put the raincoat he had thrown into the trash can back on his body and walked out of the boxing ring.
The rain outside has stopped and the sun is very bright.
Zhang Feng did not take off his raincoat, but walked to the narrow alley at the corner and stopped.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, leaned his back against the wall, and started smoking slowly.
Smoke slowly rose, and he took out the five hundred dollars he won from the boxing match from his pocket, and couldn't help but shake his head bitterly.
The money smelled of blood and was very pungent.
Is five hundred dollars a lot? Compared with the way to obtain him, it is really too little, pitiful.
Among the ten people, I am afraid that at least two people died directly in the cage, and three or four people will be disabled for life.
But just for these five hundred dollars, people are like wild beasts, fighting crazily without any protection measures. Even after being injured, there may not be any means of treatment.
He didn't leave because he was waiting for someone.