Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

With the participation of gaming companies, although the previous ones are not worthless, there is no doubt that they will stand aside.

In a world where capital trumps everything else, this component can even make the difference between winning and losing a game.

On the other hand, this underground boxing match.

Not only is the scale pitifully small, but the quality of the players participating in the competition is far lower than that of regular boxing competitions, let alone the boxing champions who have come down from the top competitions.

In fact, Luo Qi understood all this, especially after knowing that Jack's opponent was the star athlete he had heard all about.

For Razor Hughes and the management behind him, this game is actually just a stepping stone.

In order to advertise him, tell the audience and fans——

He razor Hughes, did not forget the original intention.

In this way, the benefits that can be reaped are much more than his 48th career win.

Facing such an opponent, Jack naturally encountered some expected things.

Hughes' agent approached him, hoping that he would "beautifully" lose the game.

To put it simply, it is a fake match.

Of course, in the words of the other party, Jack has absolutely no chance of winning.

Carbon fiber, titanium alloy bones, hydraulic joints, synthetic muscle fibers, artificial organs, powerful rotors...

The body of Razor Hughes was personally built for him by the top biological engineers in Night City.

This is not a person at all, but a humanoid tank made of metal.

Although there are many implants in Jack, they are completely incomparable with this guy. What's more, he usually talks with guns, and boxing is just a hobby.

Anyway, for these prosthetic monsters, their boxing matches have long since abandoned the old rules of grading by weight.

Use Prosthetic Scale instead.

Yep, that's what boxing looks like in 2077.

Fortunately, Luo Qi doesn't know much about this kind of movement, so there is no psychological burden to overthrow the understanding and rebuild it.

As for the kind of fighting competitions that don't pretend to be a little bit of prosthetic body, there is no such thing as fist-to-body fighting competitions, but the influence and audience are not as good as these top-level competitions, but the second-, third-, and fourth-rate niche.

It's true that Jack is a big fool, but compared to a "true big machine bully" like Razor Hughes, he's still a little thinner.

Not to mention boxing skills.

Of course, underground black boxing is originally an unlimited game with no restrictions on moves and no weapons.

If it is really useful, it is allowed to poke the eye, kick the gear and hit the back of the head.

But Luo Qi doubted whether these moves would be useful to a metal bastard like Hughes.

"Hey Jack, have you decided yet?"

Luo Qi walked up to Jack who was surrounded in the middle, and asked in a low voice.

As for what to decide, of course it is whether to cooperate with the other party to have a "wonderful narrow defeat".

Not only does it make this fight less easy to win, but it also increases the viewing experience, and it also makes this underground boxing match more valuable, reducing the suspicion that Razor Hughes is hyping.

As for worrying about Jack beating Hughes?

The agent and the team almost died laughing.

There will be no such possibility.

Although this is frustrating, Luo Qi has to admit that Jack's chances of winning——

really small.

"Mano, you know me. If I'm going to admit defeat, I might as well not come today."

Jack forced a smile.

You could tell he was nervous.

A strong face and a happy smile can't fool anyone, especially brothers like Luo Qi and V.

"You'd better stop giving me another 'this is the biggest day of my life' stupid thing to say."

Rocky made a joke too.

Jack's nervousness really made him seem to have returned to the night in the Cyanbi Mansion, seeing that anxious big man.

"Fight well, if you can't do it, admit defeat, he's a professional, it's not ashamed to lose."

Luo Qi patted him on the shoulder, wanted to say something, then patted him hard again.

"Go up and beat him to death, use your heavy artillery to kill him, maybe you will win."

V's encouragement is very...personalized, "But don't force yourself, protect yourself."

The two brothers were not very confident in themselves, but they still worked hard to cheer up, which made Jack not only not discouraged, but also showed a relieved smile.

Because he is the one who has the least confidence.

He defeated the neurotic twins, the Valentino gang whose wife needs a lot of money for pregnancy, the veteran who beats people and likes to play tricks, and the eldest sister Gui who is the pinnacle of the animal gang.

Even beat the weird guy with the grenade stuck in his nose.

But Jack knew that these were just street fighters.

Compared with the real top boxing champions, they are still several orders of magnitude behind.

Amateurs among amateurs are underground black boxers.

As for the point of view, it is probably unlimited moves, bloody and cruel.

But even so, with himself and Lao Wei who love boxing, and his brother who supports him, he has no reason to admit defeat.

"I'm ready."

Jack pulled himself together and took off the robe he was wearing.

A pair of baggy boxer shorts, a pair of fitted gauntlets, and a pair of loafers, and that's all the equipment.

This is respect for the boxer Hughes.

"one round."

Hughes came in from the other end of the ring and said something as he passed Jack.

"What?" Jack didn't understand.

"One round—enough for you to lick my feet and beg me to spare your life."

After finishing speaking, Hughes walked over in such a swaggering manner.

"Don't be underestimated, Jack."

Since Jack decided to fight to the end, Luo Qi naturally supported his brother [-]%.

In the anticipation of much attention, the two sides began to take their positions.

People packed the arena tightly.

Perhaps this is the difference between regular boxing matches and underground black boxing.

More chaotic, but also more lively, full of randomness and natural violence.

Countless cameras and equipment were aimed at the ring, and began to follow today's two protagonists, a close-up close-up output.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Spectators! The heavyweight duel in the Night City Underground Boxing Tournament is about to begin!"

The invited host replaced the unprofessional coach, and began to use that very provocative tone to set off the atmosphere of the scene.

Luo Qi didn't know how long the carefully edited opening and closing credits, as well as the messy clips, would be played in the live broadcast of the TV station.

All he knew was that the competition was really about to start now.

"Tonight's battle is... the boxing champion who has won 47 consecutive victories, Razor Hughes!"

"And he's competing for the championship, the street kid who broke through the qualifiers, Jack Wills!"

"Please wait and see!"

Cheers, screams, whistles, and noises, all of which almost toppled the roof of the fitness center.

"Ratatatata" played in Haitian is still repeated.

For the people at the scene, it was already a bit of a torture, but for the audience in front of the TV, it brought out an unfamiliar exotic atmosphere, from Taipingzhou in Night City.

"Please, both parties enter the venue and start preparing!"

Behind Razor Hughes, there are several bodyguards and team members, responsible for protection and underhanding, and they look quite decent.

"Ah."

Luo Qi stood at the closest position to the corner of the ring, and he also felt the uplifting atmosphere, and his mood couldn't help being mobilized.

Suzi poked him and turned on the official live game for him, watching the game from the perspective of the audience in front of the TV.

At the same time, the host continued to introduce the situation of the two parties under the background of music and noise.

Of course, the main thing is Razor Hughes.

After all, this game was almost prepared for him.

Jack and Hughes stepped onto the stage, drawing the camera's attention, before taking their respective corner chairs.

Drink water, gargle, change clothes, and discuss tactics in a decent manner.

In a few minutes, the game will officially start.

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"This is the first time I have seen such a formal black boxing."

Even Lao Wei looked surprised and smiled at Luo Qi and V.

"Go, coach, and give our boxers some advice."

Luo Qi and V showed teasing smiles, and drove Lao Wei up.

Jack and Hughes sat in the corner of the stage, and their respective coaches followed suit to make the final arrangements.

"how do you feel?"

Lao Wei did not put pressure on Jack, but squatted down beside him, and said in a very peaceful tone.

"It's okay, just a little nervous, but I will try my best."

Jack lifted his spirits and dispelled all the wavering in his head.

"Ha! You can't do boxing without confidence."

Lao Wei smiled, but still gave people a very indifferent feeling.

This emotion gradually infected Jack, making his heartbeat gradually calm down, and then enter a steady and powerful beat.

"But you know, against a foe like Razor, you can't win with optimism alone."

"What do you mean?"

Jack's smile froze just now, and then he almost didn't cry.

It's hard for me to stabilize my emotions...

"This guy is a tank, really."

Lao Wei turned his head and glanced furtively, "High imitation leather with nanofibers, shock absorber... hit him on the head with a mace, and he won't hide."

"Are you comforting me?"

Jack was on the verge of crying.

I saw Luo Qi and V with black lines on their heads.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet."

Lao Wei showed a mysterious smile, shook his fingers, and gestured with both hands, "He has a weakness - he just changed his abdominal muscles a week ago, and he probably hasn't fully adapted yet."

Seeing the gradual change in Jack's eyes, Lao Wei also said proudly.

"Haha, just hit him like that, he must be in pain, very painful."