The Strongest Knight

There were no black-clad soldiers guarding outside the underground boxing ring.

So Zuo Qiu easily got in.

This kind of black industry chain is similar to the Red Leaf Casino. Zuo Qiu’s two White Army subordinates usually hide in the lounge and do not show up to avoid causing adverse effects on Congressman Charles.

The black-clad troops in the underground boxing ring are probably hiding in the dark, just like the white-clad troops in the casino.

It is an indisputable fact that the legislators are involved in organized crime, but efforts still need to be made to put in place the surface work.

"Hit him!"

"Get up!"

"kill him!"

In the boxing ring, a bloody black market boxing match is taking place.

The audience below was shouting at the top of their lungs. In the iron cage on the stage, two boxers, one tall and one short, were trying their best to knock each other down.

Only if they defeat the opponent can they get the bonus. If they lose, they will get nothing.

"Bang!" Finally, the shorter and stronger boxer kicked the taller man in the back of his head with a flying kick, knocking him to the ground.

The tall guy was knocked out immediately and fell to the ground unconscious.

"kill him!"

"kill him!!"

The audience below cheered.

In Ford's black market boxing ring, the prize for defeating an opponent is only one to two thousand. But if you are ruthless enough to kill your opponent, the prize will be increased tenfold and you will become a contracted life-and-death fight boxer of the boxing ring.

The short man came up to the tall man and clenched his fists. As long as he killed the man on the ground, he would get ten thousand, instead of before.

However, in the end, the short man turned around and left the field.

The sick audience around booed, and the tall man was lifted up by the ring staff and thrown out like a dead dog.

"Next, it's time for the weekly life-and-death duel!"

"Our boxing ring has been in operation till now, and there are a total of 38 boxers fighting for life and death!"

"These boxers who signed contracts for life-or-death fights are truly violent criminals with lives stained on their hands! Caged beasts!"

"Let's see which two contestants will face off today?"

"Start drawing lots!"

As the announcer finished his words, the huge screen above the arena began to flash.

Finally, two photos of the contestants were displayed on it.

"Butcher Warren has a record of 6 wins in 6 games! He has a record of 1 win against the newcomer James!"

A black market boxer who signed a contract for a life-and-death fight will never lose.

If there is a defeat, it means death.

When the two contestants for the life-and-death fight came on stage, Zuo Qiu in the audience also felt his blood boiling.

In the casino across the street, feeling the fanatical emotions transmitted by Zuo Qiu, Gray shook his head. Is he becoming arrogant just because he has a little strength?

Gray decided to go and take a look.

Zuo Qiu has not yet obtained everything that can be obtained from Charles, so he cannot die now.

......

"Three, two, one... fight!"

As soon as the words fell, the two contestants on the stage quickly pounced on their opponents.

The process was faster than Zuo Qiu had imagined. Butcher Warren lived up to his reputation of winning six games in six, having killed six opponents.

He was seen running towards his opponent, and when he got close, he made a fake punch to cause James to defend. Then he quickly changed his moves, jumped up, and hit James' chin directly with a knee strike in the air.

James fell to the ground. Butcher Warren had a cruel look on his face. He kicked James' head with the football several times, making it unrecognizable. He lost his life in just a few breaths.

"Butcher Warren wins!" the announcer's voice sounded in time.

The staff carried James' body down, and when passing by the audience, they asked the audience to reach out and touch the cold body to prove that there was no fraud on the field. This was a real life-and-death battle...

"Warren!!"

"Long live Warren!!!"

This kind of life-and-death battle is often played in private bets, and the gamblers who win the money are as excited as if they were drugged.

"Okay! Next is the last step!"

"Crazy Challenger!"

"Is there anyone in the audience willing to come on stage and give it a try?"

When the announcer's voice sounded, the audience responded even more enthusiastically.

However, most of the audience thought that there would be no challengers today. After all, Warren on the stage had won seven games in a row, and was ranked in the upper middle among the 38th, no, now 37th, contestants in the life-and-death duel.

A figure leapt onto the platform amid cheers.

“Someone went up!”

"Is this guy a fool? Wearing a suit during a fight?"

"Warren, grab him by his tie, pick him up and strangle him!"

"The guy in the suit has quite a bit of muscle on his body, maybe he has some skills."

......

As the audience below the stage talked about it, Zuo Qiu's blood boiled more and more. In the past, no one took him seriously.

And now, he is receiving countless attention, which makes him very happy.

He wanted to tear apart the shirtless, bald, tattooed burly man opposite him right away.

With his blood, he made the audience cheer for him.

A staff member came forward and asked for Zuo Qiu's identity information.

"Zuo Qiu." Zuo Qiu gave his name indifferently.

The staff came down from the stage and after some preparation, the big screen above the ring was replaced with photos of Zuo Qiu and Warren.

Zuo Qiu?

A manager of the boxing ring realized that something was wrong and rushed to the back, where the person in charge of the boxing ring was.

"Come on, place your bets. The odds are 1 to 10 for the boy in suit to win, and 1 to 1.02 for Warren to win!..."

"Three, two, one.....war!"

As the announcer's voice fell, Butcher Warren laughed grimly, "Boy, you are courting death, don't blame me!"

Warren rushed towards Zuo Qiu.

To compare the two, Warren is 2.35 meters tall and weighs 135 kilograms.

Zuo Qiu is 1.75 meters tall and weighs 75 kilograms.

The James just now is at least 2.25 meters tall and weighs 140 kilograms.

In comparison, the current Zuo Qiu is not in a completely different league.

It seemed that in the next moment, Zuo Qiu would be torn apart by Warren like a chick!

"Hoohoho!"

"kill!"

Under the sharp contrast, the audience below became even more excited.

Zuo Qiu felt his blood burning.

kill him!

With his muscles bulging all over his body, Zuo Qiu instantly assumed a tiger-killing stance the moment Warren approached him!

The tiger roars!

Dive! Throw out your fists like lightning! Push your head forward!

Warren's tall body seemed to be hit by something heavy. He spit out a lot of blood from his mouth and fell backwards!

The effect of the body-tempering potion is amazing, which greatly improves Zuo Qiu's physical fitness!

Tiger Shape Killer was originally not allowed to be promoted because of Zuo Qiu's physical fitness.

Now, driven by Zuo Qiu's improved physical fitness, Tiger Form Kill is trying to break through to the minor success realm!

At this moment, Zuo Qiu felt like he would not be happy unless he punched.

The tiger roars! The tiger claws crack! The tiger strikes!

......

Each of Zuo Qiu's tiger-shaped killing moves seemed to have a soul, and each of his strikes left an afterimage.

Tiger Cannon Fist!

Zuo Qiu seemed to have a tiger's head on his arm! As Warren stared at him dying, he hit his head!

boom!

Warren's head exploded like a watermelon!