I Can See Probability

Bright lights, clean ground.

Relatively speaking, the area where the rich live is more deserted when entering the night.

There are no food stalls in Jinwan Plaza, and there are no bars or KTVs of varying quality.

Yes, it's just the movie theaters and cafes that symbolize petty bourgeoisie life.

Occasionally, luxury cars will pass by on the street, either going home or going out.

In the rising and falling car windows, there are also beauties dressed in cool clothes and giggling.

Time, 9:43 pm.

In a boulevard in the riverside park near Yimeng Department Store, Chen Jing was resting on a stone bench.

"The boxing match still has 17 minutes to start. You can take a break before entering."

Except that he was not prepared when he came for the first time, Chen Jing came prepared for the past two days.

In addition to his black sportswear, he also has a black anti-terrorist mask in his pocket.

When you put on this mask, you can't recognize it even when you're standing in front of your own mother.

With this outfit, he can really feel at ease to fight.

The location of Jinwan Boxing Stadium is secret, and not many people know it. Chen Jing thought that no matter who he was, he could go in and have a look.

It is not so.

The entry rules here are also based on membership. If anyone other than the members enters, they will basically be invited out by the security guard.

However, there are two exceptions.

The first is that members can allow a non-member to enter.

Second, if you are here to fight, you can enter directly.

Nie Zhao is a member here, so the first time Chen Jing came here, it was because of him.

And on Saturday night, when he came alone, he was stopped by the security as soon as he got below.

It wasn't until he said he was here to fight that the security guard let him in.

"time to go."

When it was 9:58, Chen Jing finally stood up, took out the mask from his pocket and put it on, and he went to the boxing ring with ease.

Taking the elevator down to the "-1 floor", as soon as he came out, a security guard a few meters away greeted him.

On Saturday and Sunday nights, Chen Jing dressed up like this, and the security had already recognized him.

"Hei Zai, you are on time." The security guard smiled while smoking a cigarette.

I don't know who came up with the nickname Hei Zai. Someone called it for the first time, and the others followed. Shouting and shouting, this has become Chen Jing's personal label in this boxing arena.

To be honest, Chen Jing didn't like this nickname, but he couldn't stop others from calling him that.

"It should be decided today, right?" the security guard said.

In the past few days, Chen Jing's appearances always ended in a tie. Although the audience enjoyed watching it, they still felt a little regretful.

"Okay, let's try it." Chen Jing replied.

"That's for sure. You fight hard. I'll buy you tonight." The security guard said.

"I'm not responsible for losing."

"Hey, if you lose, I won't let you in next time." The security guard went along the iron-paneled corridor to the VIP viewing platform.

It seems that you can bet there.

Just when Chen Jing was about to go down, a voice behind him suddenly stopped him: "You came very diligently."

Chen Jing turned around and was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Actually, I was there yesterday, it's just that you didn't find me." It was Nie Zhao.

Still that cold face.

"You're making great progress." He added again.

"Is it?"

"However, in general, it's still very weak. It can only defend and block. It's not very useful when it comes to real masters."

"Oh, then tonight I'll show you what an attack is."

"I'll wait and see." Nie Zhao didn't go down either, he just stood there watching.

Because Chen Jing was in the ring, the position he sat after going down was also different from the auditorium. It was a row of red seats near the ring.

After his appearance was discovered by the audience, cheers suddenly sounded.

After the rich bosses on the VIP viewing platform saw him, they also paid attention.

In fact, Chen Jing's performance in the past few days has been seen by everyone.

Although he has always been blocking and dodging, this is also a skill. As long as he can not lose, he can be regarded as a strong player.

Therefore, not only Lu Jingtong had recruited him, but even Chang Junxiong, the owner of Yimeng Department Store, had recruited him. He opened his monthly salary of 8,000 yuan plus victory commission.

But of course Chen Jing refused.

However, he also learned from this that the wages of those Southeast Asian boxers are actually very low. Some are three or four thousand, and some are even one or two thousand.

At first glance, this treatment seems very low, but for them, it is much better than when they were in Vietnam. If you win here, there will be a commission.

After Chen Jing took his seat, he also glanced at the VIP audience. Lu Jingtong didn't come today.

The owner of Yimeng Department Store didn't come either.

But there are several new faces, both male and female.

Among these people, Chen Jing looked and found a familiar face. A familiar face that surprised him so much that he almost thought he had seen it wrong.

This man put his arms around a young girl in a red dress, joking and kissing.

"It's actually him!"

This man is none other than Song Yuchen's fiancé - Zheng Wenbing.

In Chen Jing's impression, although Zheng Wenbing has a small mind, he seems to be quite good to Song Yuchen.

However, Zheng Wenbing's actions at this moment instantly destroyed his initial impression in Chen Jing's heart.

"This fellow is really not a thing."

Chen Jing took out his phone and took a few pictures there.

But unfortunately, the lighting here is a bit dim, and the mobile phone can't take good results.

Even if it was filmed, the appearance of the characters is not very clear.

If you want to take a clearer picture, you can only go to the VIP audience to take a close-up shot.

Thinking like this, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Chen Jing also set off immediately, ready to go.

But as soon as he stood up, a black and thin Southeast Asian boxer shouted at him on the center ring.

That boxer is Guta!

He has fought against Chen Jing several times. Every time his boss yells for him to defeat his opponent, he tries hard, but he can't beat Chen Jing.

Because of this, he was scolded several times by his boss after the incident.

Therefore, in his heart, he hated Chen Jing very much, and because of Chen Jing, even his food became worse these two days.

He was holding back his anger and was trying to vent to Chen Jing.

"Come down... come down." Guta raised his fists, spoke non-standard Chinese, and shouted: "I... come down."

When he shouted, the audience in the auditorium immediately booed: "Heizi, go down."

"Go down ~ go down ~ go down..." the audience shouted neatly.

As a result, Chen Jing was "all in the spotlight", and it was not easy to leave if he wanted to.

Guta shouted again angrily from below: "Nah, I... come down."

When he shouted, the audience also booed again.

Under such circumstances, it was already inconvenient for Chen Jing to go to the VIP audience at this time.

So, he could only squeeze his fists and glance at Guta reproachfully.

Shout out.

So anxious to be beaten,

Then I will fulfill you!

Immediately, Chen Jing grabbed the railing with both hands and leaned down for support.

A swallow turned and turned over the railing, and fell steadily into the middle arena.

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