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Before leaving, the bald man who thought he was sure of Lu Qi, even swiped his thumb on his neck, provoking Lu Qi:

"Boy, you are dead..."

As for the bald head's provocation to his own death, Lu Qi directly chose to ignore it.

After confirming the time of the match and some details of the fighting match, Lu Qi left the construction plant.

. . .

The next day, noon.

London, which has always been gloomy, is rarely sunny.

Lu Qi, who just got off the carriage, felt the warmth on his body, and couldn't help sighing:

"Well... today is a good day to beat people..."

Walking into the construction factory and coming in front of Baltz, Lu Qi took out his entry ticket and said to the person in charge of the fat man:

"The weather is fine today, what do you think, Mr. Baltz?"

After receiving the entry ticket, looking at Lu Qi who was still calm, Baltz frowned, and then said:

"Mr. Tyson, your odds are 1:5 today, don't you plan to bet on yourself?"

"That's what I meant."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qi took out two gold coins from his trouser pocket, threw them on the table, and smiled slightly, "Two pounds, I bet that I will win."

Baltz was completely puzzled by Lu Qi's confident move.

He didn't expect that after meeting his opponent, Lu Qi would dare to bet heavily on himself to win.

If the Asian in front of him is not stupid, then he has absolute confidence in his own strength!

Then let me see, are you a fool or a strong man who hides his strength!

Thinking of this, Baltz handed a gambling ticket to Lu Qi, and did not forget to send a blessing:

"I wish you luck..."

After placing bets, Lu Qi took off all the clothes on his upper body, revealing a streamlined and explosive figure, tied his hands with cloth strips, and jumped into the arena under the contempt and curious eyes of the audience.

And his opponent has been waiting for a long time...

Standing on the wooden box outside the fighting arena, a man in a top hat wearing a tuxedo, holding a big horn made of iron sheets, heated up the atmosphere for the next fight:

"Misters and ladies, welcome to Fight Club, the wonderful fighting match will continue! This time, we will usher in a relatively special match."

"On my left, John, who was 15-4, and on my right, Tyson, who was playing for the first time..."

When Lu Qi was introduced, many audience members booed involuntarily.

Some directly spit out fragrant, swear words and splashes of saliva, constantly attacking Lu Qi, a rookie in fighting.

According to the usual practice, after introducing the record of the two sides, the host didn't say any more nonsense, and went directly to the betting session:

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, you can place your bets!"

Hearing this, the audience rushed to the betting place.

Obviously, 90.00% of Jiu's audience bet their money on Lu Qi's opponent.

There is no way, from the perspective of strength on paper alone, Lu Qi does not have the advantage.

However, not everyone thinks so.

When the betting was about to end, a young man in a blue and blue plaid tuxedo and top hat bet ten silver coins on Lu Qi.

Pressing down on the brim of his hat, the young man revealed a pair of sly eyes:

"Hopefully my instincts are right..."

Chapter 2 This son is so terrifying!

"Start the fight!"

With the host's order, Lu Qi's first fighting match in the Victorian era officially began!

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qi rushed out all of a sudden!

Under the surprised eyes of the audience, Lu Qi came to the bald man in the blink of an eye like a bolt of lightning.

The bald man had no idea that Lu Qi would be so fast.

Just when the opponent's face was full of astonishment, Lu Qi turned around suddenly, his waist and abdomen burst out, and his right leg swept sideways, with a violent sound of breaking the wind, and slammed on the opponent's right face!

In the next second, the bald man, who couldn't react at all, rolled his eyes, and his body weighing nearly [-] pounds flew out!

Only a "bang" was heard, and the bald man who performed a 360-degree turn in mid-air fell to the ground with a bang, splashing dust...

Silence, deathly silence.

Looking at the motionless bald man lying on the ground, the roaring and screaming audience was so excited that their pupils dilated and they couldn't make any sound, as if they were being strangled by the god of death.

They couldn't believe what they saw at all. The Asian who didn't look too strong killed his opponent with just one kick!

At this time, a calm voice broke the embarrassing silence at this moment:

"That's it?"

The one who made the noise was Lu Qi, who was not surprised at all.

He turned around, looked at the host on the wooden box, and asked:

"Does this mean I won?"

"Uh..."

The host, who was watched by Lu Qi, froze for a moment before realizing it.

Subconsciously swallowed, he immediately picked up the big horn in his hand and announced loudly:

"The winner is already divided! Our winner is Tyson, who is participating for the first time!"

At this moment, the audience came back to their senses.

All the bettors who bet on the bald man, realized that the betting ticket in their hands was a piece of paper, sighed and cursed in unison.

And the few punters who bet on Lu Qi showed joyful smiles...

After crossing the wooden fence, Lu Qi came to the betting place. Baltz, who was wearing a dark red dress, had already stood up from the seat and waited for a long time.

clap clap...

After applauding Lu Qi, the fat man began to praise:

"Perfect performance! The source of self-confidence is often a great strength. Mr. Tyson, you fully prove it."

Hearing this, Lu Qi shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and replied casually: "I'm just lucky, my opponent doesn't seem to be too focused..."

For Lu Qi

"Oh, for every gambler, luck is always"

"Mr. Tyson, I don't know if you choose to leave like this, or continue to gamble a big game on your lucky day?"

"What's your idea?"

"Our club has a very interesting rule, I think you should be very interested..."

"Oh, all ears."

"The rules are this..."

Next, after Baltz's explanation, Lu Qi knew another rule of Fight Club.

If you win a fight, the winner can choose to take his reward and leave, or choose to continue the challenge.

If you choose to continue the challenge, the club will select four professional boxers from the club's list of players to fight with the winner.

As long as you win five games in a row, the winner can get a huge bonus of 100 pounds that day!

Once the challenge is defeated, the previous rewards can also be retained.

Obviously, this is a very effective means of publicity.

You know, £100 is a lot of money.Enough for a working-class family to live comfortably for five years!

Such a huge temptation not only attracted a large number of contestants, but also added new highlights to the competition and won the support of a large number of spectators.

Baltz, who created this rule originally, was also appreciated by the leader of the mob gang by relying on this publicity, and became the boss of the mob gang in Southwark.

However, Lu Qi didn't know anything about these things, and he didn't care.

What he cares more about is naturally the 100 pounds at his fingertips...

"Your Excellency Baltz, you are right, I am indeed very interested."

Hearing the expected answer, Baltz's fat face couldn't help but smile:

"I knew it! However, Mr. Tyson, I still have to remind you that this rule has been in place for two years."

"However, so far, no one has won five games in a row, never!"

When talking about this record, Baltz's face was full of pride, as if he was very satisfied that this rule had never been broken.

Baltz, who has watched countless fights, couldn't see that Lu Qi's fighting level is at least capable of fighting back and forth with his professional boxers.

He didn't care about the £100.

What he cares about is that the club can get more attention, attract more guests, and earn more money.

Because only in this way, Baltz can continue to secure his seat and continue to be his boss in Southwark...

"So, Mr. Tyson, what is your choice?"

Hearing this, Lu Qi spread his hands without hesitation, and smiled lightly:

"Rules are made to be broken, and I'd love to challenge that."

"Very good! I'll arrange an opponent for you immediately!"

After all, Baltz made a casual move, and a younger brother standing behind him immediately moved to Baltz's side.

Fu Er whispered something to the younger brother, and the younger brother nodded and took the order to leave.

Maybe it's because there are people who want to challenge the winning streak of 100 pounds every day. The efficiency of the club is very high, and Lu Qi's opponent is quickly arranged.

The four British men were all different in shape and appearance, but the only thing they had in common was their murderous eyes.

Just from the fierce aura emanating from each other, Lu Qi can know that these four opponents are all experienced fighters.

However, this kind of human-shaped sandbag with only strength but no speed happens to be Lu Qi's favorite...

Facts have proved that if the enemy cannot be hit, no matter how powerful it is, it is futile.

Under You Dou's tactics, Lu Qi specially targeted the ribs, abdomen and other physical weaknesses, defeating opponents one after another like destroying one another.

And every time he kills an opponent, his odds will drop a bit.

From 1:5 at the beginning to 1:0.9 at the end, it is enough to show that the club has fully realized his terrifying strength.

And when Lu Qi killed the last opponent and broke the winning streak record without any surprise, Baltz's confident and fat face no longer had the calmness at the beginning, and some were just full of disbelief .

Looking at Lu Qi who was as calm as ever, there was only one thought in Fatty's mind:

This guy is so terrifying!

Chapter 2 Only the strong can be respected

Baltz's perception of Lu Qi was exactly the same as that of many audiences who witnessed the whole process.

It was already unexpected to defeat the opponent with one move, not to mention winning five games in a row, finally breaking the rules of the club and becoming the first contestant to successfully challenge.

They never imagined that this not-so-bulky Asian was so powerful!

Many gamblers who like to bet on unpopular bets can't help but beat their chests, regretting that they didn't bet on Lu Qi, a dark horse...

When Lu Qi put on his clothes and came to receive his bonus and bet, Baltz handed Lu Qi an exquisite purse containing more than 100 gold coins, and he did not forget to boast:

"Your Excellency Tyson, your fighting skills are simply breathtaking! I think that in the whole of London, almost no one is your opponent!"

After taking the money bag, putting it in his trouser pocket, and transferring it to a safer item space, Lu Qi smiled lightly and said casually: