Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

There are black and white sides in any place. Even Macau, where the gaming industry has been opened up to operate legally, there will actually be places where dirty things are hidden.

There are various rules and regulations in a serious fighting field, and there are also high insurance payouts, and the selection of candidates is also stricter. This has cut off the money of some vicious people in a large part, and also curbed the pursuit of more exciting experiences. gambler.

Thus Black Fist was born.

"I am very optimistic about the player in this round. The opponent has won four games in a row. If there is money in this round, I will definitely win back the money." Zhang Quan rubbed his hands and hinted at the side, with greed in his eyes.

It's a pity that Qin Qing is not a real eighteen-year-old girl, and she doesn't plan to accept this cheap brother. She walked into the boxing gym on her own, and after passing through the formal training ground, she opened the secret door and felt the frenzied excitement in the boxing arena. atmosphere.

Zhang Quan watched the girl find the way with ease, and was a little bit guilty for a while, but he couldn't see that the gentle and quiet girl would have any connection with this kind of mixed place.

The boxing gym, which accommodates nearly a thousand people, is full of seats. Unlike watching chess on the gambling table, all the spectators, men and women, stood up and shouted for the players on the field. The sound in the circular enclosed space merged into a huge wave, shaking deaf.

And the two sides fighting on the stage have come to an end, and there is no suspense between the two sides with disparity in physical strength. This is a perverted fight of one-sided brutal players, catering to gamblers who like violence.

"Okay, our strong player won this round." The referee raised the arm of the strong player on the stage, stepping on the mottled blood under his feet with a look of passion.

The player who was carried down had already fallen into a severe coma, blood was scattered from the ground all the way to the backstage, and no one cared about his life or death.

In the underground market, there are no rules, no restrictions, as long as you stand on stage, you will be life or death.

Of course, the odds are also higher than in regular venues.

Amidst shouting and cheering in unison, Zhang Quan also waited for his favorite boxer, a thin young man in his mid-twenties, dressed in a casual punk outfit, and it was easy to feel the opponent's strength under the black leather jacket.

"Ah, God of War, you are so handsome, I like you so much, you must win!"

"God of War, come on! God of War, you are invincible!"

...

Compared with the big guy just now, there are more voices of admiration among the screams of more female fans in the arena at this time, and besides money, there are also many roses thrown on the stage.

It's a pity that the man in the black jacket didn't even look at it, he just crushed the flower under his feet, his eyes stared arrogantly across the audience, his powerful aura instantly silenced all the voices.

The organizer came to the stage to clean up the venue, and then grandly introduced: "This is already the fifth battle of the God of War in three consecutive days. As long as today is over, he can break the record and become the newcomer king of the boxing gym. The rate will also triple, please place your bets and wait and see!"

With a wave of his hand, the heads of both sides and the extremely high odds were displayed on the large screen surrounded by mid-air. With the operation of the betting device in the hands of each spectator, the amount of betting on God of War grew rapidly and crazily. .

That soaring momentum is like a urging signal, which can infect everyone in the arena.

Zhang Quan's eyes were also red at this time, and his expression was slightly ferocious: "Sister, I beg you, no, I borrowed from you, you can give me some first, I promise to win this game, you give me first Ten thousand, no, fifty thousand."

His fingers changed from one to five. He was eager and greedy like a traveler looking for water in the desert. It seemed that as long as the girl in front of him refused to agree, he would jump up and beat someone in a rage the next second.

In fact, he does. Watching his mother being beaten when he was young, he subconsciously carried the worship of power. Later, he came into contact with black boxing, and the reason why he couldn't extricate himself also proved that he had a tendency to violence.

"Yes." Qin Qing nodded unexpectedly, but before the corners of Zhang Quan's mouth could raise an arc of joy, she pointed to the ring and answered lightly, "As long as you go down, Fight him."

Zhang Quan's beating heart suddenly stopped for a second, and then he jumped up, "What are you talking about? Are you kidding me? He is the God of War. He can kill me with just one punch. How could I go up and win?" he?"

He has been following God of War closely for so long, how can he not know the strength of the other party.

"You don't need to win, as long as you stand up for more than a minute, you can admit defeat at any time." Qin Qing generously put out generous conditions, and finally stretched out a finger, and said with a faint smile: "One million, after the matter is completed, I'll give you a million."

one million.

Even if the per capita salary of ordinary people reaches 8,000, it will take ten years to earn one million. After excluding the consumption, it may be wealth that many people will not be able to fully possess in their lifetime.

"You, you have so much money?" Zhang Quan could almost hear himself swallowing, but he still couldn't believe that a girl with no hair on her head could have so much money.

"The monk can't run away from the temple. I don't need to lie to you." Qin Qing reminded him of the current situation of living under the same roof, and continued to turn his face to watch the match on the boxing ring, as if he didn't care whether the proposal was adopted or not.

But the more she behaved like this, the more unwilling Zhang Quan became. The giant beast named Gu Qianwang in his heart rampaged along with the rising numbers on the big screen, knocked a gap in the gate of reason, and finally shattered it completely.

"I promise you." Zhang Quanxin gritted his teeth and said, "If I find out that you lied to me, then I will not let you go."

After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath, sneaked into the crowd as if he was afraid that he would run away in the next second, and rushed to the backstage quickly.

Qin Qing stood at the highest point and looked down at his tiny figure who was getting farther and farther away, the corners of her lips slowly curled into an elegant arc.

There is a saying that is very good, people who like to resort to violence, the best way to restrain them is to make them victims.

bang bang.

"Ah!" With a scream, the two-meter-tall white man on the ring had his arms broken, his jaw removed, and he fell on the floor, spitting blood.

The young man standing next to him was wearing a black jacket, with short dark hair and sword eyebrows and starry eyes. There was sarcasm in his dark eyes. After wiping the blood on the big man's trousers, he turned his head and looked at the tall stands. A certain commanding height concentrated, and then showed a puzzled expression.

The moment he was on the stage, he could clearly feel a gaze on him.

Different from the fanaticism of other spectators, that gaze was calm and playful, and even a little vicious.