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Coming out of Liang He's house, Han Yuan didn't go home, he stopped the car and went straight out of the city to a real estate under construction.

The real estate was surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing a national highway leading to another county. During the day, there were heavy traffic and noisy noise from large vehicles, and the entire road was dusty.

Cars and pedestrians passing through here are covered in ashes.

Therefore, although the real estate advertisements were loud and focused on high-end villas, the environment was really harsh and the transportation was inconvenient. Not many urban people bought houses here.On the contrary, some residents of villages in the city paid the down payment here after they became rich.

But at this hour, not to mention people on the road, even large vehicles are rare.Just looking at the moon without a trace of rough edges, the surroundings are still clean and clear.

As soon as Han Yuan entered, Zhao Beiwu with curly hair rushed out from a secret passage and grabbed him, "Master, why did you come here at such a time?"

"Isn't it 12 o'clock. What time is it?"

"It's not until 12 o'clock. It's already 11:40. Can't you go earlier? Uncle Lei is in a hurry."

Lord Lei's name is Lei Gang, he is the organizer of this informal fighting competition, and he is also the developer of this real estate.Zhao Beiwu is his nephew and assistant, responsible for organizing the competition.It is mainly to contact boxers, venues, and organize audiences.As far as the audience is concerned, it is relatively cautious to control, and only the introduction of acquaintances can come in.

"I have a class in the gym today." Han Yuan followed him closely.

"With that little money, why are you so active? Just playing a game here isn't higher than your half-year salary?" Zhao Beiwu didn't think so.

"I like fitness more than boxing." Han Yuan smiled, showing two small white teeth.

"Okay, okay. You are right. Go, hurry up." Zhao Beiwu said while pulling his sleeves, "I can bet on you to win with one year's salary plus year-end bonus. I will depend on you for my life next year." Even if everyone buys you now and wins, you won’t make any money.”

"You can buy someone else's." Han Yuan said.

"Fuck, it's a loss. Otherwise," Zhao Beiwu smiled mysteriously at him, "Let's make a small script next time. Act according to the routine and make a fortune."

Han Yuan smiled disdainfully. "You can find someone else. As I said, this is my last match."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is uncle."

Zhao Beiwu coaxed him into the underground parking lot.

Although Zhao Beiwu found Han Yuan to fight at first, Han Yuan did not sign any agreement with them.Han Yuan has absolute freedom.

On this point, Lei Gang and Zhao Beiwu did not force Han Yuan.Whatever you do is based on your love and my willingness. Although this private fighting arena is a bit side-by-side, there is no friendship in business.

After coming and going, Zhao Beiwu and Han Yuan also developed a little more personal friendship.

But because of this, Han Yuan couldn't get much money after each game.The number of signings must be at least twice as high.

After bypassing several semi-finished rough buildings, we went all the way to the deepest point before we came to the underground parking lot.

Under the dim light, a security guard at the door was wandering back and forth holding a detector, watching with his neck stretched out.Seeing the two of them, he exclaimed with relief: "It's coming. The next game is up to you."

Seeing Han Yuan, he pushed up and smiled, "I bought it and you win."

"I know, you all bought him to win." Zhao Beiwu said impatiently.

The underground garage has gathered more than 100 people.There is no miasma and chaos as imagined.Instead, a few bright spotlights overhead illuminated the parking lot like daylight.The surrounding spectators are also orderly.

In the middle is the arena surrounded by ropes.Spectators stand or sit around the ring.In a corner five or six meters away from the venue, there is a square table, and a man of five or three thick is writing something in a notebook.Every now and then someone took money and went over to bet.

In the ring, the two boxers are fighting fiercely.The punches and kicks are very fancy and beautiful.

These are all retired boxers or sports school teachers recruited by Zhao Beiwu to earn some extra money.No serious player will participate in this kind of competition.

Although the money comes quickly, it consumes too much of the body.

Lei Gang and his guests sat in the front row.Han Yuan glanced at it, and there seemed to be some new faces.Lei Gang caught sight of Han Yuan and waved to him.

Han Yuan walked over with his back bent.

"Just here?" Lei Gang asked.Lei Gang was about forty, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and wearing a long black leather jacket. Although he was in his prime, he was full of dust and dust, and he had a strong demeanor of a real estate developer.

"Yeah." Han Yuan nodded.

Lei Gang introduced to the guests next to him, "Han Yuan."

Han Yuan glanced at the man.He was clean and fresh, in his thirties, wearing a business casual suit over a white shirt.

Seeing Han Yuan looking over, the man smiled all over his face, full of intimacy.

The man raised three fingers at Han Yuan.

Han Yuan murmured psychologically: One pays three?

The man whispered, "I've watched your three games."

Han Yuan hooked the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for joining us."

"I've been here for almost half a month just to see you." The man bent his eyes and smiled again.

"After watching this, you can leave." Han Yuan smiled.

The man blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand what Han Yuan was referring to.

"Han Yuan." Zhao Beiwu greeted him from outside the arena.Han Yuan ducked out again.

Han Yuan took out some money from his backpack, which looked like 1000 yuan, and handed it to Zhao Beiwu, "Bet on me to win."

"Can't you have more?" Zhao Beiwu took the money.

"That's all."

"Didn't you just give 5000 two days ago?"

"used."

Zhao Beiwu looked at him: "Have you paid for Xiao Rubber's medical expenses?"

Han Yuan nodded.

"Didn't you have surgery?"

"You have to do it again to be thorough."

"How far is it?"

"Basically, it's about the same."

"Tell me if it's not enough."

"I said, no more fights."

"I didn't let you call. It's okay if I borrow you money. But," Zhao Beiwu lowered his voice, "Do you know there's a 'Bar for a Date'. I only found out about it recently, so I asked someone to ask about it Let’s see. I heard that boxing matches are often organized there. Unlike ours, that place is a formal place. I heard that anyone can participate, and the prize money is quite large. Some time ago, it was said that a taxi driver won 1 yuan. Bonuses. Why don't we take a look together sometime. With your skills, the bonuses are easy to grab?"

"Let's talk about it at that time." Han Yuan was a little lost.

Zhao Beiwu patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the square table outside the court.

When Han Yuan changed his clothes and came out, the winner in the ring had already been decided.The loser has already stepped off the ring, and the winner stands on the ring to meet Han Yuan's challenge.

Han Yuan got in through the rope.

There was a commotion in the audience.Someone below whistled a few times.Everyone whispered to him.If it wasn't for the prohibition of bringing mobile phones into the venue, probably many spectators would take pictures of him.

Although Han Yuan is very restrained and doesn't play much, his undefeated record and the dazzling light radiating from his whole body make him a star figure in the eyes of some regulars.

The other party was very short, with a crew cut, wearing a pair of white and yellow shorts, showing very strong muscles.Han Yuan was wearing a pair of black loose-span shorts.Reveal firm muscles and graceful lines.

Neither was wearing gloves.Mouth guards, and knee guards.

This is not a regular game.In this underground fighting arena, all rules are no rules.There is no turn system or time limit.The winner is determined in one round, and the opponent crawls on the ground and can't get up. The referee feels that the on-site effect has been achieved, and the winner will be decided.

But that's not to say there's no restraint in boxing.Everyone knows it.Although it is an underground game, no one wants to cause trouble.As far as the point goes, there is room for subordinates. These unspoken rules are well known to both fighters and organizers.

Therefore, sometimes the spectators saw blood flying everywhere, but sometimes they just broke the other party's teeth and scratched the corners of the mouth.that is it.

When Han Yuan came up, Zhao Beiwu told him that the opponent was good at wrestling and locking skills, so he tried to avoid close combat with the opponent and avoid the opponent dragging himself to the ground.

The referee walked between the two.Announce the start of the game.

The opponent quickly punched several sets of combined punches, and Han Yuan avoided it.The opponent was too short and his wingspan was not wide, so he couldn't take advantage of Han Yuan in the fist.The opponent followed up with another high kick. After Han Yuan raised his hand to block it, he punched quickly.

After the opponent jumped out of the way, Han Yuan suddenly raised his foot and kicked up from the middle.

The way this kick was quite wild, it was not a common way of kicking, and the kick was hitting the opponent's abdomen.The opponent took a few steps back.

Han Yuan followed a high kick.

The opponent covered his head with his hands.But under Han Yuan's continuous attack, he did not retreat but advanced a few steps.Seems ready to hug at any moment.

Han Yuan took a few steps back, distanced himself from him again, and then kicked in the middle.

The other party didn't dodge, and after punching Han Yuan's legs forcibly, he suddenly jumped up and hugged Han Yuan's waist.

It seems that the other party wants to lift himself to the ground.

As soon as the opponent's hand was on Han Yuan's waist, Han Yuan felt a tremendous force.He quickly wanted to get rid of both sides of the opponent, but the opponent's whole body seemed to be glued to his waist.

Han Yuan simply raised his fist and smashed it on the opponent's head.In official competitions, hits to the back of the head are restricted. Although there is no such rule here, Han Yuan still avoided this place and hit hard from the side.

But the opponent's legs were firmly pressed against the ground, and his arms kept sinking, dragging Han Yuan to the ground. Han Yuan waved his hand and punched him a few times, and then raised one foot to kick the opponent's leg. At this moment, the opponent suddenly hugged Lifting his leg, the two of them fell heavily to the ground together.

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