What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

At eleven o'clock in the evening, after getting off work and delivering meals to his parents, Yang Shaoqing came to the place where he practiced boxing as scheduled.

He has never been here so late before, the place is a bit far from the city center, and there are no people living nearby, it looks completely dark from the outside, only a little light shines through an upstairs window, he approached the gate, Knock knocked.

"Who's there?" A very impatient male voice sounded from inside the door, not Director Tian, ​​who sounded about the same age as Yang Shaoqing.

"Yang Shaoqing." Yang Shaoqing said.

The door was quickly opened, and the person who opened the door was a handsome young man, slightly shorter than Yang Shaoqing, with hair dyed coffee color, slightly curly, with a cigarette in his mouth, his expression was the same as his voice Very impatient, he frowned and glanced at Yang Shaoqing, "Come in."

Yang Shaoqing didn't speak, and walked in directly.

Except for the young man who opened the door, there was no one in the restaurant.

What did Curator Tian ask him to do?

Yang Shaoqing was puzzled and looked back at the young man.

The young man didn't speak, and walked directly into the elevator, his eyes beckoning Yang Shao to come over.

Yang Shaoqing followed into the elevator and saw the young man press the button on the fourth floor...

Negative fourth floor?

Yang Shaoqing was taken aback.

Isn't there only a parking lot on the ground floor?When is there a negative fourth floor?Or did he not pay attention when he got on the elevator before?

wrong.

Yang Shaoqing thought for a while, and it was true that he only saw the negative floor before, and there were no other floors at all.

His gaze rested on the keys for a while, and he discovered some mysteries.

There is a gap under the button on the negative floor. The gap is a square. The frame is the negative two negative three negative four floors. There is a movable sliding iron next to it. Usually, the iron should be used to cover the button so that no one can see it. .

Yang Shaoqing vaguely anticipated what he would see next, his eyes became darker, and after the elevator opened, he said yes in his heart.

There were a lot of people standing in the smoky atmosphere, with a strong smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and other smells that he couldn't identify. The people here were very excited, screaming and booing crazily around the ring in the middle.

Standing on the ring were two tough guys with dark skin, covered in muscle and sweat, not even wearing gloves, fighting with bare hands.

Or fight each other.

Yang Shaoqing did not show much surprise, and followed the young man to the best audience position, where he saw Director Tian with a shiny face.

"Xiao Yang!" Curator Tian shouted loudly, but it was not very clear in this noisy environment.

"Curator." Thinking that he couldn't hear clearly anyway, Yang Shaoqing simply moved his lips casually.

"Look at the game!" Curator Tian let out a big laugh, raised his wine glass to clink glasses with the people around him, and shouted happily towards the ring.

Yang Shaoqing glanced at the young man silently, and found that the young man had retreated to the last pillar to smoke, staring impatiently at the ring, as if he was not very interested.

There was such a fighting arena hidden in a small boxing gym. Yang Shaoqing's eyes swept over everyone, but he didn't catch any cash.

Isn't it gambling?

He hid his doubts in his heart, and turned his attention to the two people on the ring.

The two had obviously been wrestling for a while, and there were blood marks on the nose and the corners of the mouth, but the taller one looked more serious. Yang Shaoqing found that his steps were very chaotic, and guessed that he would lose in a short time.

Sure enough, the tall one was beaten to the ground before he lasted for 2 minutes. Some cheered, some sighed, and after raising their glasses to drink together, they opened their hands and threw out the...coins in their hands?

Yang Shaoqing was taken aback, and carefully looked at the coins that had not been picked up by professionals, and found that the patterns printed on them were different from those printed on real coins. What was printed on them was a pair of boxing gloves, and on the back was a Q version of boxing hand.

"Let's go! Xiao Yang! Go to the office and talk!" Director Tian and the people around him laughed, put Yang Shaoqing's shoulders and pushed him towards the young man who sent Yang Shaoqing here.

Yang Shaoqing followed the young man, turned two corners and arrived at the office.

"Come on, let me introduce you, this is my right-hand man, Shen Can, you can call him Brother Can, he is also a college student like you." Curator Tian patted the young man on the back, "Which Can is here? "

"Brilliant Can." Shen Can glared at Director Tian impatiently, "Don't fucking shoot me."

"All right, all right, Brother Can can't touch you." Curator Tian was not angry, and looked at Yang Shaoqing with a smile, "This is Xiao Yang, Yang Shaoqing, by the way, Xiao Yang, what do you think of the match just now?" ?”

Yang Shaoqing paused, and thought about his choice of words, "It's pretty good."

Curator Tian took an unopened bottle of beer from the desk and handed it to him, "That's why I called you here today, um, you've seen it too, this is a faster way to get money, you now Lack of money, and me, cherish talent, I don’t want to see such a good seedling miss the boxing world, if you want, I promise! Within a month you can earn enough money for your family’s surgery!”

At this time, Director Tian and the one Yang Shaoqing met in normal times are different people. The usual Director Tian is kind, professional, skilled, passionate about boxing, and cares about everyone in the gym. The current curator Tian is more like a businessman looking for money, with the words "I want money" written all over his face and eyes.

Yang Shaoqing was a little strange.

Does everyone have two different faces?

"Don't worry, Xiao Yang," Curator Tian saw the hesitation in Yang Shaoqing's eyes, and stretched out his finger to assure him: "Don't worry! I'm absolutely safe here! No one will be killed! At most, it's just a little bit of suffering." A small injury, but punching, more or less able."

Yang Shaoqing lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Curator Tian frowned and gave Shen Can a look.

Shen Can couldn't take it anymore and gave him a blank look, and said impatiently: "Not every job can get paid so quickly, boy, it won't be very fruitful to stay in the restaurant all day, and you still want your mother to do it?" If you have an operation, you should agree to it, otherwise you can only watch her wait to die, for cancer, there is hope for active treatment, if you don’t treat it, there must be no hope, think about it.”

Yang Shaoqing felt a chill in his heart.

Didn't even know what job he had, let alone a damn thing.

What does curator Tian mean?Investigate him?

Do you have to do it?

Yang Shaoqing was silent for a while, and before Shen Can spoke again, he said lightly, "Okay."

Curator Tian's face burst into joy, and he thought that the cash cow was stable, "Really? Are you sure you joined?"

"Ah."

Shen Can was right, if he didn't accept it, he would have nowhere to find a job with fast money.

Do you want him to watch his mother suffer such pain and die?The mother who loved him since childhood?

He can't do it.

"Okay! You boy, I am optimistic about you!" Director Tian grinned twice, and said to Shen Can: "Can'er, I will leave my younger brother to you. Take care of him and be gentle with him."

"Understood." Shen Can frowned and took a deep breath of cigarette, then slapped Yang Shaoqing's chest, "Come with me."

Yang Shaoqing followed Shen Can back to the arena. The people on the stage had changed into two unfamiliar faces, but the expressions of the people in the audience were still so excited. Everyone's faces were filled with smiles. It looks very distorted.

Shen Can took out the two coins he saw just now from his pocket, "This is a boxing coin, and it can only be exchanged for this here, not cash. One boxing coin is equivalent to [-] RMB. The rules of the game are very simple, bet on winning or losing .”

Yang Shaoqing was a little surprised when he recalled how everyone threw boxing coins at will.

5000 yuan is thrown like one or two yuan?

No wonder the money comes quickly.

Are there any downsides to the rules?With so many people, if you lose a bet, who will know whether you threw it or not?

As if seeing his doubts, Shen Can said: "Anyone who dares to come here must not dare to play tricks. There are special people watching. How many games you gamble, and which bets you place in each game will be remembered by someone. Don't worry. , the dividends are indispensable to you."

Yang Shaoqing nodded, looked up and looked around, there was no camera, but there were indeed several pairs of eyes staring at everyone secretly.

"And your job..." Shen Can took a puff of cigarette, pointed at the ring with the cigarette between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and said, "It's simple, just fight, if you win, you are capable, not everyone can come here To earn this money, there are three games in total at the beginning, and you only need to beat three people to be permanent. After permanent residence, the more people betting on you, the more you will earn. Of course, you will win more games. If you lose, you will lose your value."

Shen Can raised her head and glanced at Director Tian who was drinking with the boss over there, then turned her head and frowned and lowered her voice, "...It's not as safe as what Lao Tian said, be smarter, the risk is Yes, don't drink what others give you, as long as you are angry, some people want to kill you."

"Old Tian mentioned you to me in the afternoon, and he couldn't close his mouth. I guess you have two brushes. Be careful, don't be sold out without knowing."

Yang Shaoqing was taken aback, then glanced at Shen Can, wondering why he would say this to himself.

Isn't Shen Can the curator Tian's right-hand man?

The impatience on Shen Can's face did not completely fade away, "Seeing that you are innocent, let me tell you a few more words, if you can listen to it, just listen, if you don't listen to it, let it go."

Yang Shaoqing paused, and hummed.

"Also, kid." Shen Can took a puff of cigarette, approached Yang Shaoqing, and slowly spit white smoke on his face, "Don't lose yourself."

Yang Shaoqing looked puzzled.

"I have seen too many people controlled by violence, bowing their heads to money, and being confused by power." Shen Can said, "Keep yourself, if you can do it... you will thank me in the future. "

Yang Shaoqing didn't speak.

"Okay, that's all for today. If there is anything you don't understand, I'll ask you later. I'm the person in charge of the night scene here." Shen Can frowned, "Fuck, to put it bluntly, I'm the gatekeeper. Give me your phone number." , go back tonight and practice hard, and you have to play tomorrow."

Yang Shaoqing took out his mobile phone and handed it to Shen Can.

After Shen Can entered her number, she went back to the previous pillar and leaned against it.

Yang Shaoqing marked the contact person as Shen Can, and then cast his eyes on the ring. He could vaguely feel that Director Tian was discussing him with the people around him, but he didn't want to look over.

He didn't want to see the way other people looked at their prey.

The two people in the arena fought fiercely, much stronger than the previous two, and the people in the audience were more excited than before, and the screams could pierce Yang Shaoqing's eardrums.

He focused on their movements, trying to memorize every point. He had known boxing for several years, but if he really wanted to be in the ring, that experience might not be enough.

What's more, this is a black arena.

Yang Shaoqing thought about his mother's old face in his mind, exhaled heavily, and forced himself to concentrate on watching the game.