Although the man picked up a life, he was so badly injured that he was afraid that his next life would be wasted.
"These East islanders are really abnormal. They even engage in such a bloody boxing match." Wu Ao frowned.
"Their purpose is to kill each other, so that more people will bet. We should know that people's heart is actually dark." Jin Yi cold tunnel.
"Yes, that's why it's so popular here. Shen Feng, let's milk." Zhang Yong said softly.
Shen Feng was silent. When the men in overalls came on stage and carried the dead white man and the fainted man down, he said to Zhang Yongdao, "go and ask if there is still a shortage of people here."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yong said with some doubts.
"Of course we can't come in vain. At least we have to get some money back." A smile appeared on Shen Feng's face.
"It's done." Zhang Yong laughed and waved to a woman in a white shirt and black vest not far away.
The woman immediately came over and said in Dongdao language, "Sir, do you want to bet?"
"Are you short of boxers?" Zhang Yong smiled at the woman and said.
"Wait a minute. I'll ask you." The woman smiled and turned away.
After a while, she came back and said to Zhang Yongdao, "yes, sir, but sign a life and death contract in advance."
"No problem." Zhang Yong nodded and looked at Shen Feng.
"I'll come." Shen Feng stood up, then took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yongdao: "bet for me. This card has no password. Bet all the money in it."
"OK, don't worry." Zhang Yong smiled and nodded.
The woman couldn't understand what they said at all. Then she croaked to Shen Feng and made a gesture of invitation.
After signing the life and death certificate, Shen Feng followed the woman to the rest area of the boxing match.
In the rest area, there are many players who have not fought. These players have different shapes, including strong men warming up, several Muay Thai masters and warriors in kimonos.
"Fresh faces." A strong black man with a height of nearly one meter nine and a strong figure came over and smiled at Shen Feng.
Shen Feng could understand the strong black man, but he didn't answer and walked directly to a corner.
"Fuck, I'm talking to you!" The strong black man scolded Shen Feng, but he didn't dare to do it.
All underground boxing matches have rules. No one can start before playing. If you have any complaints, you can fight for life and death in the challenge arena. Shen Feng has been a mercenary for many years, and naturally understands this truth.
"Are you scolding me?" Shen Feng turned around and said softly to the strong black man.
Although Shen Feng's words were plain, his eyes were very sharp. The strong black man immediately broke out in a cold sweat and walked aside bitterly.
At this time, a man in overalls came from the rest area. He looked at the people and whispered a lot. A Muay Thai master and a warrior went out. There was another boiling outside. It seemed that he was going to play.
Just after those people left, a middle-aged man wearing a gray kimono, holding a samurai sword and a beard came over and said, "you shouldn't be from east island."
The man didn't use Dongdao language, so Shen Feng could understand what he said.
"Chinese." Shen Feng said faintly.
When the kimono man heard that Shen Feng was Chinese, his face immediately showed disdain. "Go back before you play. This is not the place where you timid Chinese should come."
Shen Feng showed a faint smile on his face: "do you dare to accept the challenge of my timid Chinese next time?"
"Ha ha..." after hearing Shen Feng's words, the kimono man seemed to hear something funny, and even the people around him laughed.
"At first glance, I don't know the greatness of heaven and earth. I have won 40 consecutive victories here. Thirty nine souls died under my knife, and the remaining one was broken by me. I've been paralyzed all my life." The kimono man laughed.
"Don't say those useless, dare to accept my challenge." Shen Feng is still light tunnel.
"What dare you? I'll dig out your heart today!" The kimono man's eyes showed infinite cruelty.
"You can't just talk. It depends on whether you have this ability." Shen Feng's words were cold, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and then looked at the direction of the challenge arena.
About five minutes later, the two people on the challenge arena divided the victory and defeat. The Muay Thai master hit his elbow and hit the warrior's temple hard.
The temple is the key of the body, and it is very fragile. The warrior instantly bled and fell to the ground. After a few convulsions, he didn't move.
As soon as the battle over there was over, a man in overalls came over.
"Well, it's our turn to play." Shen Feng stood up and said in a deep voice to the man in kimono.
"Since you want to die so soon, I'll help you." The man in kimono sneered and went to the man in overalls and said something.
Then, the man in overalls took Shen Feng and the man in gray kimono to the direction of the challenge arena.
The man in gray kimono took the lead in the challenge arena. As soon as he took the stage, people around him cheered.
When Shen Feng stepped onto the challenge arena, people all quieted down because no one had seen him.
Then, a beautiful host came onto the stage and said in Dongdao language: "Ishikawa Zhi, one compensate one point one, Shen Feng one compensate four, you can bet."
The people under the stage looked at the kimono man and Shen Feng. Without hesitation, they bet their money on Shi Chuanzhi. Only a few people bet on Shen Feng, including Zhang Yong.
"The bet is finished and the game begins!" Then the beautiful host walked off the challenge arena.
Only Shen Feng and the kimono man were left in the open arena.
"Huaxia pig, show your weapon!" The man in kimono said to Shen Feng.
"You don't need weapons at all." Shen Feng said faintly.
"Baga, I will dig out your heart!" The kimono man smiled grimly. The samurai sword in his hand immediately came out of its sheath and chopped hard at Shen Feng.
The man in the kimono was full of murderous spirit and war intention. There was a layer of light internal Qi attached to the blade. Although the internal Qi was not strong, it also marked that he was a congenital realm.