Chapter 553: Underground Black Fist
"Have you been spied on?" Chen Chun'er's eyes flickered and she asked strangely: "Even the old man can't deduce you. Is it true that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is true in the West?"
"no."
Zhao Fan shook his head and smiled, and said: "The other party didn't spy on anything. Not only did they return in vain, but they were also counterattacked by my nightmare technique. I was able to sense it because I practiced the "Secret Code of Soul Tribulation"
There is a force trying to contact the source of my life."
"That's good." Chen Chun'er breathed a sigh of relief, "What is the nightmare technique? I've never heard of you talking about it."
"A soul technique in the Secret Code of Soul Tribulation." Zhao Fan introduced with a smile: "Specialized in teaching how to be a human being. It can make the target of the technique produce the most terrifying illusion for itself."
Then, he asked: "Have you contacted my uncle?"
"Contacted."
Chen Chun'er shook the jade talisman in her hand and said: "He said he would come here within three days, and he called it: Purify the Vampire Clan."
"He is the only one who can speak so grandly about blood collection." Zhao Fan stretched his arms and said: "Let's go out to eat. The specialty restaurant Lily recommended last time is really good. Let's go there.
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"Where are the baby dragons and the others?" Chen Chun'er asked.
"If you're asleep in the house, ignore them and do whatever you want, as long as you don't cause any trouble."
Zhao Fan has a big heart, and now he has a free-ranging attitude towards the two heaven-defying spiritual pets, Baby Dragon and Yingying.
In this way, he and Chen Chun'er left the hotel and went to Lily's relative's specialty restaurant. After arriving, they ordered two gold medal packages. Because the box was full, he didn't want to go to all the trouble of contacting Lily to arrange a spare box, so he just sat by the window in the lobby.
The table ate.
What surprised Zhao Fan was that a familiar figure walked into the restaurant. He was dressed very formally, like a business elite, but his face was so dark that it looked like he had splashed ink on it. He still remembered it. It was the first time he came here.
The black young man in the taxi when we first got off the road was Jesse Bond.
"Hey, Jesse Bond, what a coincidence!"
Zhao Fan raised his hand and shouted.
When Jie Shibang heard the sound, he twisted his neck, and then fell to the ground in shock. When he came to his senses, he ran over excitedly, "Chinese gods!"
"Who is he?" Chen Chun'er next to her was puzzled.
Zhao Fan briefly explained the situation, and she nodded understandingly.
There was an empty chair on the other side of the table, but Jie Shibang did not sit down. He stood cautiously beside Zhao Fan, "Thank you, thank you."
Today, James Bond has turned around. If it hadn't been for the $100,000 that the other party gave him before leaving, he would never be where he is today.
"We haven't seen each other for just a few days, and the changes have been quite big." Zhao Fan looked at the former up and down. He was dressed formally, but he still looked like a social slut.
Jieshi Bang scratched his head in embarrassment, "Chinese God, thanks to your gift, I have a job with explosive income."
“Income explosion?”
Zhao Fan pointed to the chair next to him and asked with interest: "Why don't you sit down and tell me."
Jasper hesitated for a moment, then nodded and sat on the chair, opening the conversation, "Actually, it's not really a job, it's just gambling on black boxing."
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, thinking it was some serious job, but this is what happened?
Jieshi Bang was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "I'm not stupid enough to bet everything. That night, I bet 50,000 US dollars and won, earning 300,000 US dollars. There was also a popular match yesterday.
Unpopular, the odds are quite high, I think the one with the best chance of making money is
I bet 200,000 U.S. dollars, exactly as I expected. It was a surprise and I earned another million U.S. dollars. In one hour, the game I bet on today will begin. Chinese gods, why don't you come with me to have a look?
, bet as I said, and you will definitely win, and it will be considered a reward for you!"
Zhao Fan listened quietly and asked with a smile: "What if we lose?"
"Losing? That doesn't exist!" Jieshi Bang said confidently: "I have a special place since I was a child. Every time I encounter a fight, before the two sides start fighting, I will glance at it and know the final result.
I haven’t made a single mistake in judgment now.”
Zhao Fan nodded slightly. This is the so-called sixth sense. There is no reason, no evidence or experience, but it is inexplicably accurate.
Therefore, James Bond has a unique talent in watching games.
Chen Chun'er looked at him thoughtfully, "Then why were you so miserable before?"
"Dear Madam Fairy, I didn't have any capital before..." Jia Shibang said awkwardly: "Underground black boxing won't allow bets for less than 10,000 US dollars. I can't save any money. I want to find rich people to cooperate with me, but I can't."
Trust me."
Fairy lady?
Chen Chun'er was stunned for a moment, this title sounded too comfortable, and then her face, which was as temperamental as an ice goddess, bloomed with a warm smile like sunshine, "Brother, how about we follow him to see the underground black boxing later?
It’s boring to be idle anyway.”
Zhao Fan didn't know why she was smiling so happily, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's make a bet and make a lot of money. Wouldn't it be nice?"
However, he introduced Jia Shibang seriously: "She is not my wife, she is my sister."
"Oh... I'm sorry, fairy sister."
Jasper bowed his head and apologized, showing no disrespect to the Chinese youth in his eyes just because he had made a lot of money.
"..." Chen Chun'er shrugged.
Next, Jieshibang ordered a set meal. After eating, he said politely: "Chinese fairy, fairy sister, my car is outside. It will start in half an hour. Let's go as soon as possible. If we are late, we will
Entrance is no longer possible.”
"good."
Zhao Fan and Chen Chun'er got up and followed Jieshi Bang to the parking lot outside the restaurant. Jieshi Bang took the key and walked to a brand new Audi luxury car. He first opened the back seat door and waited for the two of them to enter.
Get in the driver's seat, start the car and head to your destination.
On the way, Jie Shibang introduced Zhao Fan to underground black boxing while driving.
This has been around for a long time and has become both a source of excitement and money.
The concepts between underground black boxing and underground black boxing are different. The destination of this trip is to fight until death.
If there is no separation between life and death, it will not end.
It’s called, Life and Death Battle!
Both sides participating in each battle are backed by wealthy individuals or well-established organizations, and the pay for each battle is extremely generous. It may be an amount that an ordinary person cannot earn in a lifetime. After all, they are risking their lives.
Black boxing life-and-death battles have two methods: bare-handed combat and cold weapons. The participants can choose according to their wishes. If they win a thousand games in a row and achieve the achievement of killing a thousand people, they will be named the "Black Boxing King"!
He has truly reached the pinnacle of his life and become a favorite in the eyes of major organizations in the world, such as the six of Blackwater's Twelve Gods of War.
It is worth mentioning that if Jieshi Bang knew that six former black boxing champions had become the dead souls of the Chinese young man in his car, his eyes would burst in absolute shock...
Five minutes before the game closed, James Bond drove the car to its destination.
From the outside, it looks like an ordinary three-story villa, but underneath there is a whole other world.
Zhao Fan and Chen Chun'er followed Jie Shibang to the courtyard gate of the villa. There were ten big men in black standing there. One look at their faces showed that they were not good friends.
"Three of you, please show me the traffic order." The big man at the head raised his hand to signal.
James Bond took out an ID card from his pocket. After opening it, the other party glanced at it, then returned to his original position and said, "Welcome, please come in."
Then, Jie Shibang walked in front, followed closely by Zhao Fan and Chen Chun'er, and came to the villa. There was a staircase in the living room that led down. Next to it were five sexy bunny girls, who picked up three copies with a smile.
A platter of nuts and fruits was handed to me.
James Bond casually took a wad of U.S. dollars, divided them into five parts, and stuffed them one by one into the ravine created by their low-cut clothes.
The bunny girls happily accepted it, because it was a tip that every customer would give when they come here, especially the rich ones who would give it directly in the form of bank cards.
Just like that, everyone walked down the stairs with a platter in hand.
About twenty meters underground, at the end, there is an open double door.
In the door is a circular venue, surrounded by seats, and the boxing ring in the middle is sealed by arm-thick iron pillars. Powerful arcs are faintly dancing on all the iron pillars, separating the inside and outside, like two heavens and earth.
Chapter completed!