As soon as he finished speaking, Aros in front of him took a step forward, kicked the bald man in the chest with a "pop". With a "whip", the bald man flew backwards, and hit the iron railing with a "clang" sound, and suddenly grinned in pain, and sat down to the ground.

The man holding a dagger next to him shrank his pupils, and he slashed his right hand with his knife, and stabbed forward suddenly. Without waiting for Aros to react, Claya next to him snorted coldly, lifted the hem of the skirt, and tucked his slender legs upwards, wrapped around the man's arm and twisted it hard. "Novel "Please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

"Crack." The sound of bone breaking sounded.

"Ah..." The man's legs were soft and he fell to the ground. As for the girl's palm, the girl held her knees and knelt down, her calf pressed tightly against the man's chest, then rotated the dagger, held the hilt down, and slashed it downwards, directly crossing the man's throat.

The third tattooed man seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of him. When he came to his senses and was about to fight back, Tang Fang's fist had already hit his face.

A flesh wave blew up his cheeks, and the huge impact force spreads around the jaw bones. The dizziness caused by the concussion made him feel dizzy for a while. The sweet smell of fishy smell surged out from his loose teeth, and the blink of an eye spread throughout his mouth.

"Bang." The tattooed man came to his senses until he hit the iron railing like a bald man, and looked at the three people in front of him with a look of shock.

Tang Fang lowered his head and glanced at the three people lying on the ground and howling: "Did you know us this time?"

Before the two of them were talking, the man in the jacket that Claya had been kept stutteringly: "I recognize... I know you, please... please come in." The girl in front of me looked as if she was a little girl. In a blink of an eye, she actually put the knife on his neck. He was frightened and had never been as scared as before when he was fleeing with the hostile forces.

"Hmph." Claya slapped her left palm down, and stood up with the force. She shook her hand and shook the dagger back. With a "bang", she fell into a trash can very accurately.

Tang Fang looked at the people coldly and walked into the "Bloody Door". Aros and Claya quickly followed and sank into the noisy space and time one after another.

Several addicts who witnessed the scene in front of the door looked at each other in shock, and a thought arose in their hearts. Tonight, there is a good show in their bloody door.

Seeing the three of them disappear at the door, the man in the jacket who was knocked over by Claya struggled to stand up, walked to the iron bar to help the other two people up one by one. The bald man grinned and said, "What are the origins of these three guys? Damn, dare to come here to act wildly."

The companion next to him urged his cheeks and let out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound: "It's definitely not a person from the nearby neighborhood. Judging from his skills, he may be a soldier. Keneng is also hired by the 'drill' group of people to disturb trouble."

The man in the jacket held his broken right arm and his eyes flashed with a fierce light: "Anyway, the boss is coming soon. No matter where they come from, since they are making trouble, they must let them taste the power of our 'golden wool'."

"Don't you dare to threaten me with a knife? Let you try the old man's methods later."

"Hehe." The other two men didn't know what they thought of, and they all showed evil smiles on their faces.

...

As the capital of Rector, the famous evil place of Vendenbat, the "Bloody Door" of the evil and evil place, is also an important reason why it can stand for many years without falling. The boss has a close relationship with the police and city hall officials, and has good business operations.

After entering the door, there is a staircase that leads directly to the ground. It is a retro steel structure. The feet step on it to make a metallic tone of "dangdang", which has a special attraction to most people who love violent elements.

On the ground floor is a bar similar to the nature of nightclubs. Some men renmen who are sweating or drunk are sitting around the bar booth, laughing and even swearing loudly. The charming girls wearing leather pants, black stockings, bikini, or directly half-naked, smile in drunken eyes, and sometimes carry gold chains around them. The big boss with gold watches handed a glass of strong wine and a cigarette.

The air conditioning was very high, but this could not suppress the heat in the hall at all. The noisy notes were rushing around. The pole dancer on the stage had taken off all his clothes. With the melody of rock music, he twisted his waist desperately, blurred his eyes, and made one seductive move after another.

Some people applauded, some cursed bitches, and some people poured the wine from the cup on them, or clamped a bill with two fingers and stuffed it to the girl who crawled in front of her like a dog. A pair of fat breasts and children.

Vulgarity gathers here, and the whole room is like a magnifying glass of human nature, amplifying the negative emotions in human bones and amplifying. Of course, in a sense, it is also a good place to relieve the pressure of life and work.

Looking around the audience, Grant and Hausen were not seen, and Tang Fang and the other two continued to walk down the floor.

When I arrived at the second floor of the underground, before I entered the main hall, I heard a noise of cursing, screaming, and gloating from the front.

There were two smoke ghosts squatting in front of the main hall. When Tang Fang and the other two walked over, they were sucking and swearing smoke while cursing: "Fuck, where did the rash ghost come from? I've hurt me badly."

"No, it's really bad luck."

“…”

Taking advantage of the light, Tang Fang walked into the main hall with a gloomy face.

The second floor is an underground hall that is more spacious than the upstairs bar room. In fact, it is better to say it is a hall, a venue, a violent, passionate and barbaric arena.

In the center is a boxing ring that is more than half a person high on the ground, with canvas ropes wrapped around the piles. Below the stage is the audience seat, which extends from the center to the wall, roughly estimated to be enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

"Hao...Hausen?" Claya was speaking. The girl covered her mouth and looked at the tower-like figure in the boxing ring with a look of surprise and shouted, "What are he doing?"

What? Then you have to ask. The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change. He is the one who is talking about. It is designated that this guy is itchy when he sees the boxing ring, so he runs up to fight with someone.

"Dogs can't change their shit!" Aros said coldly.

In the boxing ring, Hausen was pushing his opponent into the corner, straight punch, swing, jab, and combination punch... The punching was simple and effective, and it fell on the opponent's body like a storm.

"He... is he a boxer?" Claya opened her mouth into an O-shaped shape, looking at Hausen on the stage unexpectedly.

"Boxer? I think it's more appropriate to call him a troublemaker." Aros looked so angry that he was not strong enough.

While the two were talking, the fight in the ring was over. The guy half a head taller than Hausen made a parry mistake and was hit in the jaw by Hausen. Then, he followed up with a left hook and knocked his opponent to the ground with a "bang".

The referee quickly stepped forward and began to count down. Hausen raised his hands and roared towards the surrounding audience.

However, what was greeted was cursing, booing, and even... slippers! The men and women in the audience were excited and their vicious cries almost greeted Hausen's ancestors for the eighteen generations.

",off!"

"Teat, touch the other,!"

“…”

"Why is he still scolded if he wins?" Claya looked puzzled.

"Who is this?" Tang Fang lowered his head suddenly and found that there was a man shouting loudly from under the boxing ring. After a closer look, it was Grant.

"Let's go and take a look." After saying that, Tang Fang led the two of them quickly to the boxing ring.

Perhaps because he noticed the three of them coming, or when he heard Claya's greeting, Grant breathed a sigh of relief. When Tang Fang approached, he smiled helplessly and said with a wry smile: "You are here."

"What the hell is going on?" Aros glanced at the guy in the boxing ring and asked in a deep voice.

Grant sighed and slowly revealed the incident. It turned out that while the two were drinking in a small bar in the front block, Hausen heard the two guys talking about boxing matches, and then became energetic. After a while, they became familiar with the two, and then came here together.

At first, he and Grant promised to just look at it and never cause trouble. After three cups of cat peeing, they were stirred up by the atmosphere on and off the stage. This guy couldn't find him immediately and climbed into the ring from the audience and fought with the two boxers. This sudden scene shocked everyone present, and the whole venue was in chaos. When the two gangsters leading the way saw that the matter was a big deal, they immediately took advantage of the chaos to get oil and escape.

Later, with the maintenance of the referee and the "Bloody Box" manager, the scene slowly calmed down. For some reason, they did not expel Hausen, but instead sent their subordinates to fight with him on stage.

At this point, the three of them had roughly figured out the story. Combined with the shouts and scoldings of the audience and the actions of the manager of the "Bloody Door", Tang Fang thought of a keneng.

Generally speaking, in the underground boxing world like this, the fighters are mostly from different teams, and the providers of the competition venues are another force.

The venue providers make profits by selling tickets, opening gambling games, etc., and then give part of the profits to the boxer and his agents the situation of bonuses.

Judging from the number of spectators and the setting of the venue, the Blood-colored Boxer should have been held many times in this kind of boxing competition, and I am already familiar with it. As for the strength of the fighters, I must have figured it out clearly. Of course, these audiences in the stands are not fuel-efficient. In this context, it is difficult for the Blood-colored Boxer to make huge profits.

However, the emergence of Hausen is a variable and an opportunity. If it can be used reasonably, it may bring them rich returns.

The audience does not understand Hausen's ability, and usually, they do not bet on him. However, the senior consultants of the Bloody Dove are different. With their experience, by observing Hausen's punches, strength, pace and other factors, they should be able to roughly understand his strength.

If he can be arranged to join the battle, he will definitely get more profits. In addition, as a scammer, Hausen has a good reason to refuse to pay the bonus after he wins, which is undoubtedly another benefit.

To sum up, it is not surprising that the scene in front of you appears. (To be continued...)
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