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In a hotel suite on Fight Island.

This suite looks out to the sea through the window, and there is a swimming pool below.

The green grass, the boundless ocean in the distance, the air is fresh and the temperature is suitable.

This is an excellent tourist destination~.

In the living room, a short, sturdy young man was sitting on the sofa-.

On the opposite sofa, a middle-aged man sat. After a young woman poured tea for the two of them, she walked behind the middle-aged man and stood still.

"Xiao Chen, you have been following me for a few years, have I treated you badly?" The middle-aged man asked casually, smoking a cigarette.

Chen Hao's face was sullen and ugly, and his hand on his knee clenched his fist tightly.

Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Du takes good care of me."

"Well, work hard." President Du waved his hand, and the woman behind him took out a filled check and pushed it on the coffee table.

Mr. Du said: "After this boxing match today, you should also give yourself a vacation, don't be stretched all the time, and punching should also combine work and rest."

Chen Hao looked at the numbers on the check, his anger was relieved, and he said no more.

"Okay, I'll go back first, you have a rest, don't be late at two o'clock in the afternoon."

President Du got up and left. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "Xiao Chen, do you still remember why you hit the black fist?"

Chen Hao was startled, lowered his head and said, "Remember."

President Du smiled and said, "So don't be under pressure, and don't be ashamed. It's not shameful to fight fake punches, but it's shameful that you can't make money from punching."

President Du left, and Chen Hao picked up the check.

1000000.

Great handwriting.

Now his appearance fee is 100,000 yuan, which is medium in the underground boxing arena.

But he is intemperate with money and generous with his girlfriend.

Playing seven or eight games a year is only seven or eight million, which is simply not enough for him.

This 1 million can make him very moisturizing in a short time.

But when he thought about it, he was asked to lose to Lin Feng in the afternoon boxing match.

He felt annoyed.

After the video of Lin Feng punching came out, he was the first to speak out.

The boxing match in the afternoon was live. He fought against Lin Feng. Once he lost, he could almost foresee the level of scolding against him on the Internet.

He is very unwilling, why is it me?

In fact, it is very simple, because he is the most suitable candidate.

A person who started scolding directly from Lin Feng's first appearance, would he fight fake punches?

Certainly not.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to choose this kind of person to fight fake punches.

...

Lin Feng returned to his room after breakfast.

"Dong dong dong."

He went over to open the door, and Cui Guanghui said, "Mr. Lin, the first boxing match is set."

He handed Lin Feng something like an invitation letter.

"Two o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Is it pretty fast?"

This is the information of the afternoon boxing match, the time and place, as well as the identity information of the opponent, as well as the rules of the match.

"Chen Hao?" Lin Feng felt that the name was familiar.

Cui Guanghui said, "This is the first time he has named an underground boxer on the Internet to challenge you."

"Oh, I remember."

"Would you like to go to the boxing ring first?"

"No." Lin Feng shook his head, whether he looked at it or not, the boxing ring looks like that, why waste that time.

Cui Guanghui said: "Okay, then I won't disturb you, I'll come pick you up in the afternoon."

After he left, Lin Feng read the rules carefully.

Unlimited fighting, all parts of the body can be touched, and there is no part that cannot be hit.

Even as long as you have the ability, even the eyes, the back of the head, and the lower three can be attacked.

This is true unlimited fighting.

The so-called rules, there is only one decision about winning or losing.

"One side can't afford to fall to the ground, that is, it loses."

Simple enough.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

The door was knocked again, and Cui Guanghui and the cameraman stood at the door.

"Mr. Lin, it's time for us to go."

"it is good."

Lin Feng turned back and shouted, "Lord Wolf, go."

"Ow~"

Lord Wolf ran over.

They went out and walked towards the ring.

On the way, Lin Feng suddenly asked, "Is there a spinach agency?"

Cui Guanghui was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

Lin Feng asked, "Can you bet online?"

"Yes." Cui Guanghui added: "But as a boxer, you can't bet."

Lin Feng asked again, "Does Daxia have a betting website?"

"..." Cui Guanghui looked at him silently, big brother, what exactly do you want to ask?

Do you know that these topics are very sensitive?

But he still replied: "No, Daxia spinach is not legal."

"Oh, then I understand."

Lin Feng turned to look at the camera: "Do you want to earn some pocket money?"

"I understand, what Brother Lin just asked is for us fans!"

"I have watched the live broadcast for so many years, and I have never seen any anchor who can bring fans to make money, only Brother Lin, only Brother Lin!"

"Brother Lin is leading us to make a fortune, brothers, what are you still hesitating about? Hit Brother Lin on the public screen!"

[Duck King]: Don't say anything, I know how to do it. Last time Nike's response was slow, and I lost at least 100 million yuan. I can't miss anything this time!

"The boxing match at two o'clock in the afternoon is still too late!"

"People are at home, and they have already climbed the wall. Brother Ling's odds... Hold the grass, the odds are 30!"

"30? Sun Oh, do you despise my brother Lin so much?"

"How come Chen Hao's odds are only 1.5? This is so much money."

"What do you mean upstairs? You want to buy Chen Hao to win? Have you forgotten that Brother Lin is a martial arts master?"

"The soul of the betrayal organization!"

Zhang Kai coughed and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He came to the bathroom, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to his wife: "Buy Chen Hao to win, 300,000."

After returning, Qu Li and several others also got up: "My stomach is a little uncomfortable."

"I'm going to the bathroom too."

Everyone tacitly said nothing.

Yan Peng knew very well and didn't say anything. When they came back, he also went to the bathroom.

In Lai'an County, Lin Feng's parents also saw it.

But they are not in the mood to pay attention to the odds, they only care about their son.

Magic City.

Yang Shasha listened to Lin Feng's words, opened the website, looked at the odds on both sides, and hesitated.

"It's only 1.5, so little."

"Brother Lin's 30, but... he will be beaten badly."

In the end, she still bet 10,000 yuan each.

In this way, even if Lin Feng loses, she will only lose 5,000.

At this moment, all netizens watching Lin Feng are trying their best to get over the wall.

"30! Very high odds, I'm sorry Brother Lin, I choose Chen Hao."

"Money made me betray Brother Lin, but I will always support you in spirit, Brother Lin!"

"The odds are so low, sigh, just make some pocket money."

In the harvest year, Xu Gong and others in the north of the city have a lot of money in their hands.

Taking a look at the odds, they are not even interested in betting.

After thinking about it, I voted 300,000 to 500,000.

If the stake is too high, Spinach will adjust the odds.

In addition to them, a group of people are also betting.

Martial arts and boxing gyms...

Fushi, Xingyi Boxing Gym, Liu Zhishan looked at the young man beside him: "Have you made a bet?"

"Come on." The young man said: "It's just that the odds are a bit low, only 1.5."

"What are the odds?"

"For example, if I bet one dollar, the odds of 1.5 are 1.5 yuan, and I will earn 5 cents."

"Isn't it 2.5 counting the principal?"

"Regular sports lottery only counts like this. This kind of thing counts as principal."

"Five cents is a lot, how much did you pay?"

"500,000!" said the young man, "We can earn 250,000."

"That's a lot." Liu Zhishan said: "I still have some money here, you can vote for me together."

"Okay." The young man asked, "Uncle, how much money do you have?"

"Not much, just 2 million."

"Huh, so many?"

Such a scene is currently being staged in major martial arts halls.

And on Fighting Island, on the beach, a man was smoking a cigarette and looking at the sea.

The young woman next to him said, "Mr. Du, will this be found out?"

"No." President Du shook his head: "Xiao Chen has experience and knows how to lose."

"And I don't vote much."

He only bet 10 million, and he still invested in more than a dozen accounts.

10 million, 30 times the odds.

After this boxing match, he will directly receive 300 million in income.

And what he needs to do is to give Chen Hao one million and let Chen Hao play a fake punch.

"Mr. Du, Chen Hao's phone number."

The young woman took out her cell phone.

"Connect and ask him what's the matter."

"it is good."

The young woman pressed the answer button: "Mr. Du is resting, what's the matter?"

Chen Hao's tone was a little trembling, and he seemed to be very nervous: "One million is not enough!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and President Du's smoking hand also paused. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes under the sunglasses. He grabbed the phone and asked, "How much?"

"I want the proceeds of this million bet!"

"Okay." President Du didn't hesitate at all: "I'll let the finance call you."

"it is good."

Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he made this call out of heart.

When he saw the odds, he knew that one million was too little.

Compared with his contribution and the income of President Du, one million is simply to send beggars.

And he believed that Mr. Du would definitely meet his requirements.

This is indeed the case.

At the critical juncture, President Du did not entangle with him too much.

Just as Chen Hao was about to hang up, President Du said, "Xiao Chen, after this boxing match, leave my sight immediately."

"I will."

After hanging up, President Du left the phone on the beach.

The woman said, "Mr. Du, do you want to..."

"Don't touch him for now."

"Um."

Today's boxing match, Chen Hao is doomed to lose.

If he just lost, something happened to Chen Hao, and even a fool could guess that he hit a fake punch.

But it must also be dealt with.

Today, Chen Hao dares to sit on the ground and raise the price before the boxing match starts. Tomorrow, when he runs out of money, he dares to use this matter to blackmail himself.

While the odds are slim, it's always possible.

When the turmoil here comes to an end, it will not be too late to solve it.

...

In the afternoon, half past one.

Cui Guanghui brought Lin Feng and Lord Lang to the boxing arena.

The boxing ring is very big, and the whole island is a boxing ring.

The standard arena alone is close to 100.

Every day, boxers from all over the world gather here, and every boxing match is different.

But the same is that every day boxers are beaten crippled.

These boxing stadiums are in the same building, and the building looks like a long dragon from a high altitude.

The venue can accommodate more than 150,000 spectators to watch the game at the same time, which is tens of thousands more than the venues of WWE.

The ports around the island, yachts and passenger ships transport tourists almost 24 hours a day.

Lin Feng walks on the road, and tourists from all over the world can be seen everywhere.

When they came outside the boxing venue, Cui Guanghui said, "Mr. Lin, this is the venue for the boxing competition you participated in today."

Lin Feng looked at the huge door in front of him, with a number hanging high on the wall.

17!

This is the 17th hall of Fighting Island.

Zhang Kai said: "Lin Feng has already arrived at the venue. There are still 20 minutes before the boxing match. It's enough time for Lin Feng to change his clothes."

"Yan Peng, Lin Feng's opponent in this boxing match, do you understand?"

Yan Pengdao: "Chen Hao, 27 years old, originally fought in the 70kg boxing match. If there is no fake match, he still has a good chance of hitting the 70kg champion gold belt."

"What about strength?"

"The strength is very strong, but the profession of a boxer is the same as other athletes. You must train frequently and play frequently, otherwise you will be unfamiliar."

"Chen Hao was born in Sanda, his pace is very flexible, and the speed and strength of his punches are above the standard. I heard that he has learned military fighting for a period of time, and it is estimated that he is also to quickly adapt to the underground boxing field."

This kind of fighting technique is the real killing technique.

All you need is to quickly subdue the thugs and kill them with one hit!

"So excited, there are 20 minutes left, and Brother Lin is going to play!"

"Brothers, how much did you buy?"

"I bought 1,000 yuan, and if I win, it's 1,500 yuan, a full 500 yuan in profit!"

"??? You bought Chen Hao to win?"

"Damn, among us, there are traitors!"

"Cough, in fact, I also bought Chen Haoying (covering his face)"

"Where's the duck king? The duck king hurry up and come out!"

[Duck King]: I bought 100,000 yuan, and if I win, it will be 50,000 yuan!

"Duck King, you even betrayed Brother Lin with your thick eyebrows and big eyes!"

"You traitors!"

"Uh... I support Brother Lin in spirit, but after all, it's real money. It's not worth it if you don't make it."

"Who else can't get along with money?"

[Miaomiao]: I bought Brother Lin...for 150,000, which is my four-year deposit.

"Brother, you are cruel."

"We all support it verbally, and you are the only one who supports it with money. You are really stupid."

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[Miaomiao]: I feel like I was deceived by you.

"I didn't lie to you, Brother Lin must have kung fu, but having kung fu and being able to win are two different things."

"Chuanwu can't get into the ring, you don't really think it's a joke, right?"

"I also bought Brother Lin..."

"Me too."

The vast majority, even more than 90%, bought from Chen Hao.

But some people bought Lin Feng and won.

At this moment, these people feel that they have been abandoned by the world.

At this time, Lin Feng had already entered the boxing gym.

The interior of the gym is very modern and clean.

There are mini bars with big screens that live stream the ring matches.

There are also some tea bars, where you can watch boxing matches directly on the big screen.

Each arena is independent.

The seats around the ring are like an upside-down pyramid, enough to accommodate more than 10,000 people.

Venue 17, about half of the people sat.

Lin Feng came to the stage, and a staff member brought a set of clothes and handed it to Lin Feng: "Mr. Lin, these are your clothes."

Lin Feng asked, "Can I wear my own clothes?"

He took out a white training suit from his backpack.

This is what he draws from the system.

[Practice clothes]: Made of silk, it is breathable and cool, and fits the skin 100%. Wearing it is like wearing nothing, so that you are no longer bound by clothes, and you can release yourself to the fullest!

The staff looked at the clothes in his hand with a foolish expression: "You wear this?"

"Can't wear it?"

"If you can wear it, you can wear it, but this kind of clothes is not as convenient."

"I still think this is more convenient." Lin Feng said: "Besides, the clothes are the same, you should win or win."

"Well." The staff was too lazy to talk to him, but felt that this guy was really confident, and he still didn't know what kind of ruthless opponent he was about to face.

Cui Guanghui looked at the training uniform in his hand and said, "Mr. Lin, shorts are more convenient."

"Just wear this." Lin Feng asked, "Where is the dressing room?"

"there."

"I'm going to change clothes, Lord Wolf, you stay here."

"Ow~"

Lin Feng went to change clothes, came out soon, and went back to sit and rest under the ring.

In this white training suit, with Lin Feng's long hair that is already past his ears, and this good temperament, he really feels a bit like a master of Chinese martial arts.

"My brother Lin is really handsome, even if he doesn't wear it."

"It's still Da Xia's clothes that look good. This training suit is really handsome."

"To tell the truth, my brother Lin has already won just for one stop here!"

"...Aren't you embarrassed? One by one verbal support, Chen Hao won in a blink of an eye, I'm embarrassed for you all."

[Duck King]: I believe that Brother Lin will definitely understand.

"Brother Lin's mind is as broad as the sea..."

"I can't stand it anymore, a bunch of scumbags."

Time, a minute and a second passed.

Lin Feng just sat on the chair and waited quietly.

The online live broadcast room has exceeded 23 million at this moment.

It's one or two o'clock in the morning in foreign countries, but even so, under the promotion of Lin Feng's first group game, there are still an astonishing 8 million online.

Blink, it's one-fifty-five.

Chen Hao came in.

The coach and entourage totaled more than 8 people.

Chen Hao walked over with an expressionless face. When passing Lin Feng, he suddenly stood still, looked down at him, and said coldly, "I'll be there later."

He pointed his finger at the ring and made a fist gesture: "Stomp you on the ground!"

Lin Feng looked at him blankly: "Who are you?"

"I..." Chen Hao was almost defeated, but he quickly calmed down: "I see how long you can be arrogant!"

After that, he left.

Lin Feng looked puzzled and asked, "Who is he?"

Cui Guanghui said speechlessly: "He is your opponent later, Chen Hao."

"Oh, it's just him." Lin Feng said disappointedly: "Such a small man is enough for me to kick him."

"..." Cui Guanghui covered his face and pretended not to know Lin Feng.

He felt that Lin Feng was really pretending to be too much.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

"Crash~"

Over the arena, the octagonal cage slowly fell.

When the octagonal cage was completely fixed on the ring, a referee stepped up.

"Please come to the stage with boxers from both sides!"

Cui Guanghui reminded: "Lin Feng, you should go up."

"Um."

Lin Feng put the towel aside, got up and walked towards the ring.

He and Chen Hao stepped into the ring almost at the same time.

Chen Hao stared at him fiercely, and Lin Feng even saw a bit of anger from it.

Why is he so angry?

I'm fuckin'?

The referee was talking about simple rules.

The audience around was a little impatient and shouted loudly to start quickly.

In the live broadcast room, netizens are also looking forward to it.

Zhang Kai said: "It's about to start, this is Lin Feng's first boxing match!"

As for Lin Feng, it suddenly occurred to him that he still had a [fixed location random trigger] that he did not use.

Needless to say, it won't make any substantial changes to today's boxing match.

But Lin Feng still decided to use it, he wanted to see what good things he could trigger.

"[Fixed location random trigger]"

"Triggered successfully."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining [The Emperor of the Octagonal Cage]!"

[The Emperor of the Octagonal Cage]: When you stand on the ring, when the octagonal cage is shrouded, you are the most beautiful boy in the arena! Your image is excellent, your temperament is invincible, and your state is unparalleled! When you harvest cheers and applause, you will feel the boiling blood in your body, which will stimulate your blood! In addition, every time you win a boxing match, there is a chance to randomly trigger the reward.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, this thing is almost equivalent to a kind of spiritual encouragement.

For some fighters who are not sure if they can win, the belief that they will win is especially important.

"Game start!"

The referee's voice pulled Lin Feng back to reality.

After saying this, the referee left the ring directly, and the door of the octagonal cage was closed.

Chen Hao rubbed his fists against each other and said with a wicked smile: "Lin Feng, I'll smash your head! Let the whole world know that Chuanwu is a joyous look, vulnerable to a single blow!"

Lin Feng raised his eyes slightly, his left hand was behind his back, and his right hand was holding the hem of the training uniform and withdrawing it.

At this moment, he looked like a master of martial arts.

Facing Chen Hao's threat, Lin Feng responded indifferently: "Today, I, Lin Feng, will rectify the name of Chinese martial arts!"

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