The Old Gods Are Whispering

Gu Jianlin pushed open the door and walked into the old hotel.

This store is actually not bad, it just smells like the 1990s. Even though the decoration seems to have just been refurbished, it is still a bit old, and it can be seen that the business is really not very good.

"boss."

Shuweng came out and said respectfully: "The contract has been signed."

Zhong Guoqing quickly brought a chair over: "Boss, sit down, you haven't had dinner yet, why don't you..."

"Do you want to stay and have a meal?" Zhong Li cut her hair and looked at the boy quietly. She didn't know how her former classmate suddenly became the boss of Tianhe Pharmaceutical, and she was even willing to help herself.

Gu Jianlin shook his head: "Thank you, no need."

Just then, there was a loud noise from upstairs.

"Hurry up, the boxing match is about to end, I beat the vulture for 100,000 yuan!"

"One hundred thousand? Where did you get one hundred thousand, you poor ghost? You won't take your wife's money for medicine, will you?"

"Nonsense, if he wins this wave, he can change his wife. If he loses, he can change his wife."

"It makes sense. If I had known earlier, I would have stolen my father's pension money to gamble."

Some passengers came down from upstairs and hurried straight to the bar outside.

"A boxing match?"

Gu Jianlin raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Boss, this is the rule of the dark world."

Shu Weng explained: "They use black boxing to screen candidates, and at the same time, they will also open the market."

Gu Jianlin remembered that when he was a child, there was a neighbor who liked to gamble very much. At first, he got a house from gambling, but then it got out of control, and finally he lost everything, and his wife and children were separated.

In the end, he was kicked out by his creditors to live in a small earthen house in the country. Later, he heard that he was gone, and he didn't know how he died.

This kind of person is not worthy of sympathy, because stupidity is the original sin.

Gambling seems to be a matter of probability and luck, but in fact it is a kind of IQ tax.

A fascinating IQ tax.

The real horror of gambling is that as long as the vast majority of people have a little bit of sweetness in gambling, they will be out of control like ingesting a drug addiction. He will gamble without limit, even if he loses badly, I firmly believe that one day I will come back from the Jedi and win back the lost money multiple times.

So the question is, when will he stop?

The answer is when he loses everything.

Unless someone can get a taste of it.

It is never luck that really determines your victory or defeat, but your capital.

Suppose, the dealer has 100 million, and you only have 100,000, you bet until one of them loses everything.

Who will lose first in the end.

Everyone knows that with their asses, when the capital in their hands is not equal, this is an unfair game.

Under normal circumstances, it is basically impossible for gamblers to have more capital than dealers.

Unless it is a stronger dealer dimensionality reduction blow.

The most intractable disease in the world is poverty, followed by this bewildered leek.

"Boss, are you interested?"

Zhong Guoqing quickly poked his daughter's waist.

"Ah, yes, if the boss is interested, we happen to have extra VIP tickets in our hands, because my uncle also boxed in the Youying Group, and he is about to become a candidate!" Zhong Li looked serious, and she thought that although the boss had Power is powerful, but it is far from enough for Youying Group.

In the forbidden area of ​​Westport, many people want to watch boxing matches and get to know some big names in the dark world.

It's a pity that most of them have no doorway.

So this is a great opportunity.

Gu Jianlin looked outside, the so-called Spade Bar was just across the street, it looked like a large nightclub, with colorful doors, many luxury cars parked at the door, and a bunny girl for reception.

He wanted to refuse, but suddenly saw a familiar figure at the door.

Jing Ci, in a suit and leather shoes, was walking unhurriedly on the street pushing a wheelchair.

Huai Yin was sitting in a wheelchair, holding two tickets in her hands.

Gu Jianlin was stunned.

For a moment, time and space fell into a quagmire of silence, and the hustle and bustle of everything stopped abruptly.

Gu Jianlin's heart skipped a beat and he looked around.

Everyone's expressions froze, as if they hadn't noticed anything, and stagnated in the silent time.

"Don't be so surprised, this is the way to kill ghosts, the ability of the fourth-order Shura, freezing time and space."

Jing Ci smiled and said, "What a coincidence, you're here too."

Huai Yin still closed her eyes and meditated, as if she didn't intend to speak at all.

Since Gu Jianlin learned the breathing technique, he has never seen these two masters and apprentices again.

I didn't expect to meet in the forbidden area.

"Oh, it's the Youying Group's boxing match today, the teacher will go and watch it if he has nothing to do."

Jing Ci explained: "The teacher is a nostalgic person. Many years ago, his younger brother liked boxing very much. Every time the teacher passed by the stronghold of Youying Group, he would go to watch the boxing match and find someone by the way."

Gu Jianlinhu questioned, "Looking for someone?"

"Yes, the teacher has been looking for that person for a long time, but it has nothing to do with you."

Jing Ci smiled and said, "Want to go and see together?"

It seems to be a chance encounter, but in fact it has been planned for a long time.

Gu Jianlin probably understood, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Jing Ci smiled slightly, pushed the wheelchair and turned to leave.

The silent time and space suddenly collapsed.

The father and daughter of the Zhong family came to their senses, completely unaware of what had happened.

Only Shuweng looked at the back, vaguely felt the terrifying oppression, and trembled slightly.

"nothing."

Gu Jianlin said calmly, "Go and have a look."

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The spade bar was full of people, colorful lights flickered above the dome, heavy metal roared faintly and willfully, and the hoarse singing sounded like soldiers on the battlefield roaring, rough and wild.

The fight between the two boxing champions has reached a desperate level.

The wild dog is a burly man with a height of two meters and a weight of close to two hundred and fifty catties, but at this moment he was covered in blood from the beating, his face was swollen to the point that his facial features were distorted, and his teeth were all smashed.

He knelt down on the ground out of breath, and he didn't know how many bones were broken in his body.

The right hand hangs down feebly, apparently interrupted.

And Vulture is a middle-aged man, who seems to have no outstanding height and weight, but his pupils are blood red, and his body is also scarred and covered with blood.

A gas-torn scar ran through his chest, and blood flowed out.

But the advantage is that the limbs are intact.

This is the semi-final of the boxing match. Both the vulture and the wild dog are the second level of the ancient martial arts path, but the former has better fighting skills, has a deeper background in martial arts, and naturally can better display extraordinary abilities.

This is the case with the ancient martial arts path. If your research on martial arts is not deep, it is the weakest profession.

But if it is someone who has in-depth study of martial arts, it can almost sweep the same level.

For example, Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of the Wudang School in the Southern Song Dynasty, used martial arts to cross the extraordinary realm. With his own Taijiquan, he beat all invincible hands in the world and achieved the rank of demigod.

boom!

Another vicious uppercut.

The wild dog was beaten into the air, and the mandible cracked.

He stumbled on the fence, got up staggeringly, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

After this punch, the vulture was out of breath, and a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, but he didn't attack again.

Because at this point in the fight, the spirituality has dried up, and it is pure hand-to-hand combat.

The competition is willpower!

"good!"

"Fight well! Don't surrender! Keep fighting!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Among the noisy crowd, Zhong Guoqing grabbed the fence nervously and stared at the battle situation.

"dad!"

Among the noisy crowd, Zhong Li leaned over and shouted: "If uncle wins, we can buy enough medicine with our money, and we can also buy the hotel completely, so we don't have to pay rent."

Zhong Guoqing was nervous, and murmured: "I don't know, don't talk! Look at the result! Look at the result!"

"Dad, you won't buy it too, will you?"

Zhong Li stared at him, puffed her cheeks and said, "It's all agreed, whether you win or lose, you won't buy it!"

"Oh, I know! Can I gamble with our life-saving money? I bet a hundred!"

Zhong Guoqing scratched his neck to look around, and said impatiently: "Let's add a lot of money!"

Gu Jianlin was sitting in the stands, which was a relatively good position. There was a sumptuous dinner in front of him, including breaded crab and garlic lobster, Wagyu steak with seafood pasta, and high-quality table wine.

He made a face disguise. After all, there was an incident in the China Resources Building just today, so it's better to keep a low profile.

Only his attention wasn't on dinner.

Not to mention fighting in the ring.

Instead, he was wandering around, looking for the shadow of the pair of master and apprentice.

"Very boring battle."

The bookman commented.

Gu Jianlin hummed, but he could tell.

That vulture should be the family of Zhong's father and daughter.

I just don't know why the Green King and Mr. Jing are also interested in this kind of competition.

The old man was sitting in the back seat, eating grapes and watching with relish.

Jing Ci also had an expression of interest.

It's really strange.

"boss."

Zhong Li walked over from the stands and asked curiously, "Who do you two think can win?"

Although she felt that the boy looked cold, she was not afraid.

After signing the contract, they got a lot closer.

Gu Jianlin looked at her calmly, and asked, "Aren't you a witch path? Do you still need to ask me?"

Zhong Li stuck out her tongue: "I dare not look at..."

As a witch path, as long as she releases her perception, she can easily judge the result.

But she didn't dare, for fear of predicting the bad result in advance.

Gu Jianlin didn't say anything. From the perspective of normal people, this boxing match was indeed a vulture pressing down on a wild dog.

But the problem is, in his perception of life...

boom!

boom!

boom!

The vulture roared angrily, and swung three heavy punches in a row!

Every punch is like an angry hammer, with all its strength, crazy and fierce.

Facing this kind of offensive, the wild dog could only hold its head to defend, and was beaten and retreated steadily!

boom!

With another punch, the wild dog's left hand was also interrupted, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly!

"good!"

On the highest stand, Zhang Miao, as the boss behind the scenes, stood up and cheered.

Zhu Cheng stood aside with a cold face and sneered.

"It looks like the winner is going to be decided."

Third Master Liu put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "This vulture's fighting skills are not bad."

Under the black silk curtain, Miss Lan asked with a light smile, "Sister Yueji, what do you think?"

Yue Ji said lightly: "The wild dog won."

A trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Next to him, the butcher froze for a moment: "Huh? Boss, what did you say?"

At this moment, the audience erupted into excited cheers, and the roar of heavy metal music reached its climax.

The wild dog was paralyzed in the corner of the fence, panting heavily, its hands drooping weakly.

The vulture stepped forward and threw a deadly punch.

After this punch, if the opponent doesn't surrender again, he may be killed on the spot!

However, for some reason, the wild dog was staring at him with a sinister smile on his lips.

The fist wind roared, but stopped abruptly at the last moment.

Vulture's fist froze in mid-air, trembling slightly.

The audience was dead silent, and many people held their breath, extremely nervous!

Boom!

I saw a metal cage crashing down from above the head, covering the entire boxing ring.

The wild dog let out a frantic laugh, turned around and jumped down, slapping the door of the cage: "Let me out, let me out! I won! I won! Hahahaha!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood: "Boss, I won!"

As the metal gate opened, he ran out roaring, knelt on the ground, and roared loudly.

Someone immediately came out to meet him and give him emergency treatment.

And in the stands, Zhu Cheng showed a strong smile on his face, extremely happy.

On the other hand, Zhang Miao was completely petrified.

"Tsk, what a pity."

Liu Sanye said with emotion: "Miss Yueji's vision is as accurate as ever."

Behind the black silk curtain, Miss Lan snorted softly, "It's really boring."

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In this boxing match, it was obvious that the vulture was only one punch away from beating the wild dog to death.

But in the end, when the iron cage fell, everything changed.

Because the vulture on the boxing ring let out a painful roar, the muscles all over his body were torn, and the white bone broke out until it spread to the entire upper body and eroded his facial features.

His pupils also trembled violently, alienating into terrifying compound eyes.

At the last moment, he lost control and deformed!

The mechanism of the metal cage was activated, and wires shot out from all directions, penetrating through his limbs and joints, releasing a powerful current, controlling this alienated man.

The electric shock made him convulse all over, excruciating pain.

Those wires had syringes on the tips.

This is to inject toxins into his body, further curbing the ability to move.

The vulture howled in pain, like a desperate beast.

"I declare that in the semi-finals of the Spade Tournament, the wild dog will face the vulture—the wild dog will win!"

The host gave a cheer, and countless people applauded and roared.

Especially those gamblers who beat the wild dogs to win, ushered in a carnival.

In the crowd, Zhong Guoqing retreated step by step, his face was extremely pale and his eyes were empty.

Like a lost soul ghost.

Zhong Li also froze in place, covering her mouth in disbelief, tears streaming down her eyes silently.

At this moment, Gu Jianlin looked at the expressions of the father and daughter and remained silent.

That's how it was, the black boxing match at the Spade Bar.

As long as the distortion is out of control, it means losing.

The fallen can also be restrained with drugs, and the unclean can also take natural grass to suppress distortion.

But once the distortion gets out of control, it means there is no cure.

The reason why the vultures were able to suppress the wild dogs was actually another more important factor.

He is about to deform!

The power will be stronger and the speed will be faster.

And the wild dog seems to have expected this a long time ago, so it lasted until the end.

Huaiyin watched the boxing match silently, without any emotion in her eyes, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Jing Ji shook his head in regret.

"Next, let the wild dog players enter the arena to rest, and we will enter the final session of tonight! Trapped beasts!"

The host held the microphone and shouted passionately to the audience: "Does anyone want to try on stage? If anyone can survive under the hands of this fallen man for 30 seconds, they will be rewarded with 100,000 yuan! If anyone If you can kill this fallen man, you will be able to get a gold card and become a candidate for investment by the third master! Don't miss this opportunity!"

He pointed to a red button in front of the metal cage: "Press it, and the challenge starts!"