Chapter 159 Ways to Make Money

They took the money and went out with Acuo and Dimo. The three were very excited. The news that they had won the "steel" had spread to the outside dance hall. Several women immediately squatted over, but they were scared by Zhou Xirui's fists. He reached out and dragged A Cuo, who was tired and unwilling to leave, and danced out. In the hall, a salty sea breeze blew over, and the three immediately felt refreshed and in a good mood.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner" Zhou Xirui suggested. Acuo and Dimo immediately raised their hands in approval, and they came to a luxuriously decorated hotel. When he was rich and bold, he became bold. Da Shi went in and went to the front desk to open a room first. Although 300 Ni coins a night, now he feels that money seems to come more easily and quickly, so Zhou Xirui has returned to his usual attitude of enjoying life and not caring about money.

The three people soaked in the oversized jacuzzi in the bathroom and took a solid bath. A thick layer of dirt dyed the water in the bathtub black, which was dirtier than the water through the mop. Zhou Xirui exclaimed, "Daily, I can actually not take a shower for several months." If I didn't imagine it before, this young man had to wash once a day at home. Later, when he went out to explore, he would also wash if he had the conditions. Unexpectedly, in a different world, he was used to not taking a bath for months.

Acuo smiled and said, "You are finally more sloppy than me. Haha, you fucking think my feet stink. You smelled your body and don't know how the "wind" got used to it?" Zhou Xirui raised his foot and kicked this guy over. The kicking guy quickly ran out of the bathtub and rushed under the lotus head.

Zhou Xirui got up and put the black water and put a jar of clear water again. He saw that Dimo was washing his hair with difficulty, so he went to rub it for him. Who knew that as soon as he touched it, he found that the lice he grabbed his hand on his body: "Dat, Dimo, you have become a lice nest." Dimo's pitiful Looking at Zhou Xirui, he shouted twice, and his eyes seemed to be begging him.

Zhou Xirui suddenly understood that this guy was calling for himself to help him shave his hair. By this time, Acuo had also rushed out. Zhou Xirui looked up and asked him to buy a razor. A Cuo put on his clothes and nodded and went out.

Ten minutes later, two razors were brought back, and the two were carefully shaved by Dimo. At that time, the hair was entangled with countless lice, making people's meat crispy, but the two became addicted to shaving. When Dimo, who had shaved hair, stood in front of them, the two laughed at their masterpieces. .

After Dimo was shaved, he stood there funny and awkwardly. He saw the two people laughing at him and shouted angrily. Atso took a towel and simply put it around Dimo's waist, even if it was his clothes. He looked left and right in front of the mirror and seemed to feel much better than the previous image.

They went to the hotel restaurant to get a large table and finally opened their belly to eat. At this time, a beautiful girl came over and claimed to be the manager here and asked them if they wanted to go to the lounge, where there was a casino and a special massage room.

As soon as he heard about the casino, Zhou Xirui came to cheer up and wanted to bet two to get some money, but A Cuo said that it would be better to have a massage first and relax before going to the casino. Zhou Xirui knew what this guy was thinking. The massage room was basically a place with special services. He thought that it was really comfortable to have a massage, so he agreed.

They asked for a private room and soon came in two women, slim and wearing bathrobes. Dimo was annoyed for a moment when he saw that he was not equipped with a masseur. This guy kept gesturing to Zhou Xirui. Zhou Xirui waved to the woman who massage herself to serve Dimo. The woman looked at Zhou Xirui puzzledly and probably felt that he was too good to pets, and this kind of service was also treated equally.

Zhou Xirui lay next to him, closed his eyes and no longer needed massage services. Acuo and Dimo were happy here. The two women pressed and took off their clothes. Zhou Xirui heard their movements and felt very boring. He simply ignored the two guys and got up and went to the casino alone.

For Zhou Xirui, who grew up on the gambling table, he summarized a few words:

[ren] is to have patience in the casino, no good way to gamble, no confidence to gamble, no luck to gamble.

[Wait] is to wait until you have confidence before betting. Thinking about chaos is the most inappropriate to bet, you must wait, wait, etc.

[stable] is to be stable and stable, don't gamble or pair, don't bet casually, and keep your capital strength

[Ferce] is to bet hard on a good way, bet hard enough when you are confident, and bet harder enough when you are lucky.

[Roll] is to know how to leave the casino in time when you win money, and know how to leave the casino in time when you lose money, so he is very measured at the gambling table.

After he went in, he played * and used 3,000 Ni coins to push Qikouzhuang to win 300,000 Ni coins, which took only more than ten minutes. Then he turned to play * poker cards and got a bonus of more than 3 million nies in Tonghuashun Zhongduobao.

If he had won so much money before, he might think it would be very common, but when he needed money in another world, he couldn't help his excitement and his hands trembled a little. The fat man sitting opposite him looked at his ecstasy jealously and said strangely, "Brother, you win so much at once. Be careful, you have no life to win, hey!"

Zhou Xirui didn't pay attention to this guy's words, and the great joy of winning money made him a little dizzy. After exchanging chips for money, he returned to the room. Acuo and Dimo had come back and were lying exhausted and sleeping. Zhou Xirui rushed up and pulled off the quilt and poured the money on them.

The two rubbed their eyes and looked at the * spread on their bodies, thinking that they were dreaming until Zhou Xirui roared, "I won!" The two jumped excitedly. A Cuo hugged Zhou Xirui and kissed him: "You are really a lucky star!"

Zhou Xirui wiped the saliva on his face disgustingly: "Get away, you're not a man and a woman, are you?" A Cuo picked up a handful of * and laughed wildly and said, "I'm normal. Let's go and do some business tomorrow. Don't do any more black fists, hehe."

"I also think so. It's okay to go to the casino once in a while. If you go there often, you may lose all. Black boxing is not a long-term plan," Zhou Xirui thought for a moment.

The next day, when they strolled along the waterway, Zhou Xirui wanted to send some money back to his home and Coach Donare. Unexpectedly, he walked half of Cheris City and couldn't find a delivery company. A Cuo suddenly had an idea: "Why don't we do the express delivery industry!"

"You have a good idea." Zhou Xirui praised: "Let's see if there is a suitable facade. I remember that there is a two-story small building for sale at the corner we just walked. Let's go! Go back and have a look."

As soon as I turned around, I saw several burly men standing behind me, with strange tattoos on their strong arms. The pattern was a little like a dragon and a little like a cloud, holding hands and looking at them. The leading man said to Zhou Xirui, "Child, return the money you won yesterday to our boss. This will be over, otherwise there will be two more nameless corpses in the river." The man seemed to think that he was very kind to say this and looked at them with a smile.

"Haha, if you want money, come and get it!" Zhou Xirui and Acuo both put on a posture. The men laughed presumptuously, as if they felt that the two children were too interesting. They didn't know who the man who had just talked to them dared to put on the posture.

It turned out that the man was Anthony Marcus, the "Hell Devil" who withdrew from the black market boxing world and became a personal boss bodyguard. People in the boxing world like to call the most powerful boxers "Demon", such as the most famous black market boxers in this continent, Sony Liston and George Foreman.

But there is one in the black market boxing court. Although he is far from two people, and no one has ever regarded him as a hero, his strength is enough to make every opponent fear from the bottom of his heart. Killer Carter Mansell said, "His name is synonymous with death. People who know him tremble uncontrollably whenever they mention his name.

168 official games won 168 games, and 114 games will be killed on the spot. And the official game only accounts for 1/3 of all his games. This is not the heavenly night pool, but the power of flesh and blood.

This person is Anthony Marcus, the most powerful boxer in the history of this continent. In terms of unarmed killing skills, no one can match him. Many people feel complicated when talking about him. He is a frightening killing machine, but no one can achieve such achievements as him in the fighting field. His chilling "iron leg sweep" made his opponent feel desperate.

You should know that every black market boxer believes that he can win before playing, which is the prerequisite for them to survive. If the boxer's confidence collapses, he can only be a walking corpse on the field, but Marcus can defeat the confidence of the strongest person, because few people can find his weakness.

Few people can break through the firepower network composed of his leg sweeping. Everyone has only one chance. As long as you are hit by his leg sweep, you can only seek to save your life, even those born killers. There is little chance of birm when the head and torso are hit, and even the arm will be broken after being hit. Many people tried to find a chance to fight back at the moment he got up, but in front of his amazing speed and strength, almost no one could catch a fleeting opportunity.

Marcus came from the horrible Inca Imperial Training Camp. Few people know what happened to him before this. When he left the training camp, even the most demanding coach praised him. He can break a 27-inch iron pillar, kick four feet per second, and kill a polar bear with his bare hands.

He brought the cold of the Inca Empire into the black market boxing ring of the Boltan Empire. Almost all his top six opponents were killed by him in one move, which took less than two minutes in total, which shocked the whole black market boxing community.

Here, almost everyone has powerful kicking skills, but the power of such horror is unprecedented, even beyond the imagination of many people. His value soared and began to fight with first-class boxers. His opponents are almost all the most terrible figures in black market boxing, such as Jason Jagbo, Mike Quiroth and Vasily Bissov, but these people fell at his feet one after another.

Later, Marcus was finally qualified to face the "demon king" Tucker Hogan at that time, and Hogan also had a devastating leg sweep and suffocating attack speed. The life-and-death struggle between the two lasted for nearly 16 minutes. Hogan finally failed to escape the call of death, and Marcus also broke his right arm and three ribs. This thrilling war announced the birth of the new demon king, and Marcus replaced Hogan as the target of black market boxers.

In order to survive on the extremely dangerous black market boxing ring, Marcus has been following the training system in the Inca Empire and squatting 10-15 groups with a weight of more than 400 kg every day, practicing leg sweeping with granite and steel, allowing assistants with iron bars and even Ghanaian machetes to train more than 12 times a day. .

In the black market boxing ring, the smallest mistake can also lead to fatal consequences. Marcus uses this crazy training method to maintain the best physical and nervous excitement. At the same time, a group of black market fighters are also carefully studying Marcus' weaknesses, training hard, and constantly challenging him. However, it was always Marcus's opponent who fell in the end. His image in the eyes of his opponents is getting more and more terrible, and he has formed an invisible pressure, which makes people talk about it.

Marcus's technical system is very scientific. His technology is very comprehensive, with excellent hitting, intrusion, anti-joint and ground technology. But he almost never entered the stage of hand-to-hand combat with his opponent, because his heavy hitting skills are too outstanding.

It was for these reasons that he won his victory when he withdrew from the boxing world, and finally he was hired as a private bodyguard by Cheris tycoon Morley at the cost of 5,000 gold coins a year.