In the name of father

Xiao Mo took over the job of the idler Zhang very smoothly.

Xiao Mo didn't know what the Monkey Boss was called, but because the idler Zhang and they all called him "Boss" or "Big Chicken Brother", so Xiao Mo also called him that. This man was already older than him and looked older, so Xiao Mo When Mo called him that as a 36-year-old middle-aged man, he didn't feel the slightest psychological pressure at all.

Brother Big Chicken said that the round robin they play is different from Night Dance, which only starts at a fixed time every night. They play the kind of round robin that is open to the outside world, with a few punches from the North District It is held together with the gym, so those who accept registration only accept boxers who register in the boxing gym——

Big Chicken Brother: "Although the police came, we still have to run, but this does not prevent us from being normal."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Ouch, I am so proud!

Xiao Mo thought about it speechlessly, and finally found that in fact, this kind of down-to-earth boxing match bets a mixed bag of mermaids and dragons, and the amount of bets is far less than that of Ye Wu's VIPs... I would not be willing to go to this kind of place. Someone bet 1 yuan, which is usually considered a big gamble... Probably the only advantage of this kind of game is that because the game is open, so this round-robin game is in terms of rules. It's really more formal. If you click on it, you can break an arm or a leg at most, and rarely kill someone.

For boxers, what they get for money is not the dividends of betting, but a fixed salary. Standing on the stage, they can get 150 yuan for a win, 50 yuan to the boxing gym, and the remaining 100 yuan to keep for themselves. If you persist for a long time, and you can withstand the challenges of others, you will naturally get more money.

Xiao Mo did the math, even if he only wins one game a day, he still has 3000 yuan a month. In a city like City K, he can be considered as a lower-middle-income group, but he is not as nervous as an idler—— So when Boss Monkey was explaining the salary stratification to him, Xiao Mo inevitably took an extra look at him.

Sitting in the wheelchair, the idler Zhang seemed to feel the man's gaze. He turned his head to look at Xiao Mo, smiled and said, "Sometimes you are unlucky in this kind of competition. In the first round, you will meet a strong one. That night, you will be able to win." There is no income."

In order to prevent some boxing gyms from arranging cannon fodder to take advantage of the rules to consume the physical strength of boxers on the stage, it is generally stipulated in such games that all boxers who lose a game in the evening are no longer eligible to continue to fight, and sometimes they are unlucky. , the lottery draws the top leader of other boxing gyms, or even draws Ahao. In this case, no matter how painful Boss Monkey is, he will let the idler Zhang keep his strength and fight casually, because compared to others, Ahao can The time standing on the table will obviously be longer.

In this case, Ah Hao will also distribute 50 yuan to idlers after the boxing match that night.

"Oh, then you are a good person." Xiao Mo turned his head and nodded expressionlessly to Ah Hao who was sitting next to them drinking water.

The latter smiled honestly, and then scratched his head in embarrassment. Boss Monkey couldn't stand his boxer being such an idiot. With a cigarette in one hand, he rolled his eyes vigorously while smoking.

Brother Big Chicken told Xiao Mo that now there are several boxers in the boxing gym, and the average income per person will be [-] yuan per night without any accidents. After deducting the fees paid to the boxing gym, the rest is [-] yuan in net income Ah Hao is a bit more like this. He can play five games every night. If he is a rookie, he can play a few more games.

"It won't work any more," Ah Hao said with a smile, "I don't feel it on the stage, but I feel pain all over my body when I get off the stage, and I'm very tired. If I'm exhausted, I'm more likely to get injured. The gain outweighs the loss."

Xiao Mo nodded, and felt that what Ahao said was very reasonable, so he decided to go up to fight every night, stop when he saw a good deal, as long as he was hungry—in fact, he planned to go to Yewu to fight boxing at first, so he decided All the high-level people who knew him in Ye Wu were transferred to remote areas (...), but now he found that Ye Wu was not as easy to advance as they thought. To be precise, the boxers who could enter Ye Wu were all behind the scenes. You can only get in if you have a relationship.

"Sometimes the big brother from above will come over to inspect, maybe if you accidentally see you, you will be guaranteed to enter a higher-end venue, and then you will fly to the branch and become a phoenix-of course, we also have subordinates here. Flying down from the top of your head, you changed from a phoenix to a native chicken," the big chicken brother squinted at the idler Zhang while picking his teeth, and said lazily, "Anyway, you should behave well. It is hard to find such a good person in the world. You will be wronged."

Xiao Mo: "..."

"Then remember to ask me if you know it." Ah Hao tugged Xiao Mo and said in a low voice.

Xiao Mo nodded, then stood up, and went with Brother Big Chicken to get a new set of clothes and gloves for boxing—in fact, the new gloves didn’t fit well enough, but they weren’t that useful. For Xiao Mo The old one was easier to use, but since he didn't seem to be given all kinds of picky conditions now, he had no choice but to thank him and take over those "equipment".

"Give it to you for free." Brother Big Chicken said while handing it to the black-haired man in front of him, "No need to say thank you."

"..." Xiao Mo said, "Thank you Big Chicken Brother."

"Tsk tsk, look at you, you don't have to thank me, everyone makes a fortune together, and we want to make money together!" Brother Big Chicken grinned happily, showing his yellow teeth of an old smoker, "Look at you tonight For your first time, how much you win is your own, so you don’t need to draw a layer for the boxing gym, hahahahaha, I’ve already said that Brother Big Chicken is a good guy.”

……

That night, Xiao Mo followed Ah Hao and the others to the competition venue. It was an indoor stadium that was built. From the outside, the whole venue looked like an underground dance hall. Only when you walked in and had a closer look did you realize that it was not the case. The thing is, compared to the environment on the third floor of Night Dance, the whole venue can be said to be a miasma. There are no waiters in uniforms walking back and forth to serve the guests, and there are no comfortable, wide and soft chairs. Occasionally, there are newspapers that have been sat on by people or various suspicious liquid stains on them. Melon seeds, peanut shells are thrown everywhere, and empty beer bottles can be picked up in three steps.

Xiao Mo saw these things in his eyes, and had to guess that the window selling snacks was probably the second main industry in this place.

When Xiao Mo and the others went down to the boxing ring, the match hadn't started yet, but the guests had already got the list of boxers who will compete tonight - the lottery result of the match hadn't come out yet, and now people can place bets freely, anyone with the ace I know, but because most people will buy more or less their bets, in fact, the profits here are not big, and people are more willing to bet on some ordinary unpopular players.

Wait until the time for the boxing match is up, and immediately after the lottery results come out, you will buy and leave. If the fighter you choose gets a few powerful fighters in the lottery that night, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

Xiao Mo took a list and looked at it. With the light of the only spotlight hanging above the competition ring in the boxing ring, he found that there seemed to be no information about him on the list tonight, and there was someone Zhang's information. , but his name has been crossed out, and he has just replaced it with the name "Yuan Zhen" with a black marker pen seemingly casually.

Xiao Mo was somewhat relieved by this discovery.

There are so many people here, it would be terrible if any younger brother who had seen him grandly saw the photo of his boss appearing in this kind of place——wait until he stood on the stage, because the light on the stage was bright enough, The surroundings were dark, and the people below the stage could not see clearly what the face of the person on the stage looked like, so he would not be afraid of being recognized by others.

Xiao Mo's wishful thinking was clattering.

Throwing the flyer on the seat next to him, the man quickly followed Ahao's voice in front - boxers have a dedicated backstage for rest, and they usually stay there until it's their turn to fight.

However, what Xiao Mo didn't know was that just as he walked into the lounge with his front foot, he walked into a face he should feel very familiar from outside the gate of the arena with his back foot, standing on the same face he had just left. Location.

Surrounded by five or six bodyguards in suits and leather shoes, the people were all dressed casually in casual clothes, but such friendly attire could not conceal the fact that his status was different from everyone present—even if it was a big night , he still wore a pair of huge sunglasses, which covered most of his face, only revealing a pale and thin jaw.

The visitor has eye-catching wine red hair.

Li Tang's coming to this underground black boxing arena tonight is completely coincidental—he had just finished a meeting with several senior officials of Qinglongtang nearby, and he ate something casually on the street alone, and then brought A group of bodyguards began to press the road majesticly—probably because his appearance was so good and he brought so many bodyguards with him. On his walk, some girls even came to ask him which celebrity he was and if he could get an autograph.

So in the end, the unbearably harassed master of the Qinglong Hall couldn't bear it anymore and put on his own sunglasses like a crazy person.

When passing by this underground boxing arena, he didn't even plan to glance sideways, but the bodyguard next to him said that this is a place with a good turnover under their Qinglongtang, so he stopped He lost his footsteps and reluctantly walked down the stairs that seemed to him to be incredibly narrow and dirty.

Even though he was mentally prepared at the beginning, Li Tang's face never cooled down from the moment he walked in the door.

With a cold face, he seemed very dissatisfied with this smoky, low-end place full of abuse, whistles and yelling, probably because the lighting in the venue was too bad, so at this moment, he took off his face He handed the sunglasses to the bodyguard beside him, his dark brown pupils scanned the field, and finally stopped on the beer bottle at his feet, pausing for a while.

At this time, the air around Li Tang dropped by ten degrees.

The air is very different from the lively atmosphere around it.

It was completely unexpected that someone at the level of the boss of the hall would come to inspect the small place like them tonight. At this moment, the head of the venue who was not far from Li Tang was sweating on the forehead.

After waiting for a while—the time was so long that one had to wonder if it had been such a long silence for a century. Finally, the head of this underground black boxing company heard the handsome young man standing not far from him ask succinctly. : "Can't afford to hire a cleaner?"

principal:"……"

Li Tang glanced at the mottled wall: "Dirty."

This means that the sanitation environment is dirty.

Li Tang glanced at the group of mad dancers who looked like crazy guests: "Chaos."

This means that the scene is disorderly.

Finally, the master of the Qinglong Hall in the North District fixed his eyes on the chair - on the leaflet that was left there by a black-haired man about ten minutes ago, pinching the innocent leaflet with two fingers Get up, put it in front of your eyes for a few times, those dark brown pupils do not contain a trace of emotion, and your gaze stays for a moment in the corner of the flyer that has been casually daubed with a black water-based pen. He let go of his hand with a sneer, and let the flyer fall from his fingertips to his feet, his thin lips parted slightly: "Bad."

This is to say that the overall quality of the boxers participating in the competition is very poor.

principal:"……"

Li Tang: "The turnover is high?"

principal:"……"

Li Tang: "Are you kidding me?"

principal:"……"

His heart was about to bleed, the person in charge wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and beckoned someone to lead the way for him, the boss who had never even been qualified to meet him before, and killed one of these messy guests. With a clean blood trail, Li Tang and his bodyguards were arranged to come to the vacant VIP seats in the front row of people who were slightly visible.

Li Tang took his seat, showing a lack of interest.

He didn't have any idea about such a boxing match at first, even when the first two boxers came on stage at the beginning of the boxing match, when the guests behind started cheering and booing, he half-closed his eyes , almost starting to feel drowsy.

I don't know how long the boxing match lasted.

Amidst the deafening sounds of all kinds around him, Li Tang half leaned on the sofa in the VIP seat, almost falling asleep—until he suddenly felt that after a burst of noise from the host's microphone, the surrounding Suddenly it seemed a little unusually quiet.

The sound of the "ding ding" clock resetting to zero sounded, which meant that the boxers of a new match should have appeared on the stage - Li Tang didn't even pay attention to who and who the names were reported, it was just the strange atmosphere around , which made him half-opened his eyes with some doubts, and still maintained the posture of leaning on the sofa. The handsome young man just casually raised his eyelids and glanced at the table, but he was vaguely seeing something on the table. When the man's skin looked so fair that it was almost dazzling under the spotlight, he was stunned.

Under the suspicious gazes of the surrounding bodyguards, the young Qinglong hall master sat up a little.

His dark brown pupils gradually regained their clarity from sleepiness at the beginning, and finally, he stared at the man on the stage with a pair of brand-new gloves and a vest that was probably also brand-new. .

There was silence in the dark brown pupils, like an elegant big cat ready to go.

At this moment, the man standing on the boxing ring has soft and docile black hair. At the back of his neck, there is a small poke of black hair protruding from the edge of the helmet. He looks very cute.

The young man's quiet gaze moved away from the man's fair neck, and his dark brown pupils shone with satisfaction and playfulness at this moment. He had sat up completely, and at this moment his hands were folded. He covered his slightly raised lip corners with his own lips. He sat in the VIP seat in the first row, and with unscrupulous naked eyes, he covered every inch of the exposed skin of the black-haired boxer on the stage. Read it carefully.

That gaze, as if it had turned into an obscene tongue, licked the man's collarbone, arm, and neck one by one.

a long time.

Li Tang took out his mobile phone and made a call casually. During this time, he never left his eyes on the man on the stage—even when he and another boxer fell on the stage, he was quite interested. He raised his eyebrows——he waited for a while before the call he dialed was answered reluctantly by the other party. Li Tang smiled and said hello, and then said in a clear voice——

"Xiao Yan, I saw Uncle... Well, he is punching on the stage... He is wearing very little clothes, but it suits him well..."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone.

In short, in the next second, Li Tang's bodyguards only saw their boss chuckle viciously, and said slowly as if deliberately: "Where is it? I won't tell you."

After speaking, under the speechless gazes of the surrounding bodyguards, the young man sitting in the middle of the sofa hung up the phone without haste, then turned off the phone and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.