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"With your skill, I don't think even those famous professional boxers will be your opponents!"

Having seen Lu Qi's fighting skills, Connor is full of confidence in him to dominate the underground fighting world.

"Do you make money by fighting? It's good..."

Lu Qi did not expect that after traveling back to London more than 100 years ago, he would still have to walk on the old road.

However, as the old saying goes, it doesn't matter whether a cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat!

As long as he can make a lot of money in a short time, whoever he is

What's more, in addition to earning a quick sum of money in a short period of time, he can also exercise his melee skills by participating in fighting matches, and strive to upgrade Wing Chun to LV5 as soon as possible.

As the saying goes, kill two birds with one stone and get it done!

"Very well, after Alice is discharged from the hospital, let's go to the fight club tonight."

"Yes, Sir Alex!"

. . .

After resting in the hospital for a long time, Alice finally had a fever.

Alice, who woke up faintly, opened her eyes and saw her brother standing with a strange man, a little confused.

"Brother, who is this man with a smirk on his face?"

"Uh!"

The phrase "a person with a smirk" was like a sharp knife, piercing directly into Lu Qi's heart, and the smile on his face froze immediately.

With a smirk?

Is that amiable and understanding smile, okay? ! .

Leaving Connor to explain to Alice, Lu Qi, who was dejected, went to Dr. Morans to ask if Alice could be discharged from the hospital.

After coming over to check on Alice's condition and confirming that she was fine, Morrows agreed to the request to be discharged from the hospital.

After completing the formalities, Lu Qi returned to the ward, saw Alice who had already got out of bed, and couldn't help asking:

"Why did you get out of bed so quickly, don't rest for a while..."

Alice was wearing a light gray maid dress, her blond hair was draped over her shoulders, and her little face still had a slight blush, making her look extraordinarily cute.

But, being so cute, she suddenly bowed to Lu Qi, and said solemnly:

"Thank you for your concern, Sir Alex. I have heard what my brother said, please forgive my rudeness just now, thank you very much for saving my brother and paying for my medical treatment."

Even though life is difficult, Alice has not forgotten the etiquette entrusted to her by her parents.

For polite children, Lu Qi has always liked them very much.

"Don't worry, you're fine. Alice..."

After a pause, Lu Qi couldn't help but bent down, looked into the girl's big eyes, and asked with a smile, "Can I call you that?"

"Of course!"

"Connor has already told you that we will live together in the future?"

"Yes, he did."

"Then what do you think?"

Hearing this, Alice tilted her head, thought for a while, and then replied: "I can go wherever my brother goes, I can do it."

Looking at the well-behaved and sensible Alice, Lu Qi couldn't help reaching out and touching the girl's head, and then said:

"Let's go, I'll take you home!"

Reaching out to hold the hands of the siblings, Lu Qi, who turned into a young father, led the two of them towards the hospital entrance.

Seeing this heartwarming scene, Ms. Green, who just came out of another ward, couldn't help sighing:

"Oh, what a beautiful picture..."

. . .

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to the hotel in a carriage.

On the streets of London, the light reflected by street lamps illuminates the direction of travel for every pedestrian.

Although in reality, the world's first electric light was invented by Edison in 1879.

However, in this different game world, London has already realized the practical use of electric lights in advance...

Back in the room, the siblings were shocked by their living environment.

Especially Alice, fearing that Lu Qi would spend money, even persuaded him not to live in such a luxurious room.

In the end, Lu Qi was able to persuade the two little guys who cared about their wallets by talking about it.

After having dinner at the hotel and asking Alice not to leave the room, Lu Qi and Connor left the hotel, planning to visit the legendary fight club.

London as a whole is made up of the City of London plus six boroughs.With the city of London as the center, the six districts are distributed on both sides of the River Thames.

The Whitechapel area where the hotel is located is located in the northernmost part of London, and the fight club they are about to go to is located in the Southwark area in the south of London.

Shuttle through the dim road, the carriage soon came to a foundry next to the elevated railway.

Even when it was close to nine o'clock in the evening, the shops on the street were closed, and there were few passers-by on the street.But inside the foundry, it was still very lively.

In the open space in the center of the factory, a simple circular fighting arena was surrounded by wooden boards by the organizer.

At this moment, in the fighting arena, two strong men with bare upper body are engaged in the last professional fight of the day.

And the surroundings of the fighting arena are already full of enthusiastic spectators.

These audiences come from all walks of life, but share many things in common:

Holding a betting ticket in their hands, with a ferocious expression and flushed face, the boxer who is yelling unrepentantly, betting for himself, cheers:

"Fuck him!"

"Yeah! Uppercut, right uppercut, that's it, hit him hard!"

"Don't be cowardly, go!"

...

All kinds of roars and shouts echoed in the ears, and people couldn't help but feel the blood rushing up, wanting to join them.

The scene in front of him reminded Lu Qi of his black boxing in Los Santos.

The purpose of coming to Fight Club today is to step on the spot, understand the opponent and the relevant rules.

Therefore, Lu Qi, accompanied by Connor, first walked around the fighting field, confirming the terrain environment, entrances, guards and other information of the entire foundry.

Then, he came to the table of the organizer of the club next to him, and began to get information from a middle-aged fat man who was in charge of the opening.

"Good evening, sir."

Hearing this, the fat middle-aged man, who was sitting on the table and was counting coins one after another, said without raising his head:

"what's up?"

Not caring about the attitude of the other party, Lu Qi glanced at the two younger brothers behind the fat man, and then asked:

"Can I still place a bet?"

This sentence is obviously a question that only laymen would ask. It didn't make the fat man look up, but he just responded casually:

"After the game starts, no betting is allowed. This is the club's rule."

"Then what should I do if I want to sign up for a fighting competition?"

Chapter 2 I Bet I Will Win

This question finally attracted Fatty's attention.

When he raised his head, what caught his eyes was a strange face that he had never seen before.

Under the dim light, the fat man's gaze stayed on Lu Qi's young face for a few seconds before he asked:

"Is it you who want to participate in the fight?"

"Yes."

After getting a definite answer, the fat man suddenly became interested, and while looking at Lu Qi's figure unscrupulously, he said:

"You have to understand, this is not a joke. With your small frame, I'm not sure I can find an opponent of your level."

Shrugging, Lu Qi spread his hands and said indifferently:

"I don't refuse anyone."

"I don't want to watch a fighting match where the outcome is known before it even starts... Have you ever participated in a fighting match before?"

"Have."

Yes, Lu Qi has the experience of participating in similar fighting competitions, although it was in another world...

"Well, at least you're not a rookie..."

Looking at Lu Qi suspiciously, the fat man picked up a quill pen on the table, put the pen tip into the ink bottle, and said:

"I'm the person in charge of the club, Baltz. Today and tomorrow's games have been arranged. If you want to participate, I can arrange for you until the day after tomorrow."

"no problem."

"name."

"Tyson."

Anyway, in this era, there is no such thing as an ID card, so Lu Qi reported the name of the boxing champion without any shame.

"height and weight"

"6 feet, 155 pounds."

"age."

"25."

Following Lu Qi's answers one by one, the fat man lowered his head and wrote down Lu Qi's personal information on a list of contestants.

"Very good, Tyson, here is your entry list. Come here again tomorrow, and then you will know who your opponent is."

After receiving a ticket from the fat man, Lu Qi scanned it, and found that besides his personal information, there was a red circular seal on it.

On the seal is a string of English Bighters separated by letters. When translated, it is the gang of thugs!

It seems that the forces of the mob gang really spread all over London...

Putting the ticket into his trouser pocket casually, Lu Qi heard the fat man's eviction order:

"you can go now."

Hearing this, Lu Qi stood still, raised a finger, and asked, "I have another question, can the contestants bet on themselves?"

For Lu Qi not obediently leaving obediently, the fat man's face clearly flashed a trace of displeasure.

However, Baltz, who has dealt with various people, did not get angry, and answered this question:

"Yes. In fact, many self-righteous guys will do this before they take the stage."

"They thought they were good at fighting, but it wasn't until their arm was broken or their leg was broken that they realized how stupid their arrogance was."

"I don't think you're that kind of person, are you?"

Faced with Baltz's sarcastic eyes, Lu Qi did not answer, but bowed slightly, saying goodbye to the other party:

"Good night, Your Excellency Baltz."

After completing the task of scouting spots and registering, Lu Qi didn't have the heart to continue watching the fight between the two strong men in the ring. After reuniting with the reluctant Connor, the two returned to the hotel in a carriage...

. . . . . .

The next day, Lu Qi came to the club alone and met the opponent the club arranged for him.

Bald head, bulging biceps, fierce visage...

That is a strong man who can directly join the mob gang without passing the test.He is shorter than Lu Qi, but his stout figure is enough to scare many people.

For the opponent the club arranged for him, Bald was a little surprised, but soon felt that he had picked up a big deal.