Chapter 623
Las Vegas is a recognized paradise and a paradise for crime.
Here is the world's largest gambling, gambling, a kind of **, which makes a person more addicted than drugs, and there are countless tricks of gambling, among which the most bloody and violent is black fist. The underground of the casino is a huge space, which is dark. In the dark, human beings are more likely to trigger the hidden riots in the blood. Riot is needed here. Las Vegas without crime is not a complete Las Vegas.
On the central ring, the searchlight is bright, which is convenient for the surrounding audience to watch better.
It's not a live global boxing match, not a point-to-point match, but a real bloody one. The two people standing in the ring either die or stand out.
There are countless boxing champions born here. The dead players here can be filled with a football field, but this is still their wanton place.
"Men and ladies." The host stood in the middle of the ring, ** surging: "The long-awaited boxing match has officially begun. So, no more nonsense, let's invite Shark Juan, seventy-four battles, seventy-four wins, sixty-two kills, the strongest boxing champion of the month, he made countless people carnival all night, so where is your applause?"
The sound sounded in the dark underground field. Juan's boss sat in the first row with a cigar in his body, wearing gold and silver, declaring to people how rich his financial resources were.
It is undeniable that Juan is the best creation he has found.
Bloody, fierce, one blow will kill, no mercy.
He is more bloody and violent than the killer.
The muscles of the whole body are like a steel plate, and the dark skin is full of scars and ferocious. However, this can make people more carnival. Juan stands on the stage with sharp eyes.
"Well, let's invite the dead tonight, the dead from the mysterious East." In contrast, Qin Yang's introduction is much simpler.
The host is not like wasting too much talk on this guy who has no chance of winning. It turns out that nine out of ten of the hundreds of spectators in the audience chose Juan to win. After all, Qin Yang's thin body is vulnerable in front of Juan. The title of shark is not in vain. Of course, those who know the goods still recognize it. It's over for Juan.
For example, Oden, the king of mercenaries with a polar bear-like body in front of the field.
This guy held a cigar, but there was a smile on his face.
There is no other reason. He put his whole body on Qin Yang. The odds of this guy are hundreds. Winning is enough for him to squander in a few years. As for losing? At worst, I will go to Africa for two laps.
The king of mercenaries has always taken money seriously. If he really takes it seriously, I don't know how many times he has died.
"Oden, I'm afraid your brother will be more or less auspicious." Juan's boss is a fat man named Basseren, a rich man in the family industry, with shrewd eyes.
Oden looked at him: "It hasn't started yet."
Qin Yang's debut is very simple, perhaps accompanied by a burst of laughter. This guy only wears a pair of trousers all over his body. His upper body is ** outside, and his muscles are like a cheetah. Only Oden knows that his muscles are tempered with human life.
"Kill."
Juan looked at Qin Yang with a smile on his face. In his eyes, this kind of person couldn't hold his punch.
Qin Yang rolled his eyelids. If he hadn't been waiting to kill the myth and be bored, he wouldn't have come here to fool around, but he heard that the guy who ranked first in the boxing list was a little wrong. He was a little interested. Looking at Juan and stretched out his finger and pointed to it, Juan was a little angry. With a sound, he punched directly. I have to say that the power of this guy's punch is indeed the momentum of a cannon, but in front of some absolutely strong people, it is still like a family.
A finger.
In everyone's laughter, a finger pointed straight on Juan's fist.
Basseren's laughter was stronger, and Oden only frowned slightly.
However, it was not expected to be bloody. Everyone only saw the two people standing on the stage, motionless.
"Oh."
Juan let out a beastly howling in pain, and the whole scene quieted down in an instant, and only Juan's painful voice was hovering.
"What happened?" Everyone looked there puzzledly.
Only Juan understood his pain. The whole right arm passed through the bone marrow like a long needle. The pain really went deep into the bone marrow.
"Stupid b." Qin Yang whispered, but Juan's eyes were terrible, but Lao Qin was not afraid at all: "You are strong. I have raped three Chinese girls, on the hell life and death roulette, your death, today.
Clip and punch quickly.
The speed is unparalleled. Everyone only saw a ball of blood spewing out of the back of Juan's head. The whole person flew back and put it on the rope. In silence, only the blood on the back of the head was constantly flowing, and even a disgusting brain flowed out.
It's still quiet and terrible.
Just in an instant, this silence turned into an endless cry.
In the black fist, only such violence is called the black circle.
No one will doubt Qin Yang's strength, because his punch is enough to shock everyone. The power of a punch pierces his head. What kind of fist is this? Under the stage, the black boxers who originally planned to study Juan's battle were all silent. They knew that they would die when they met this guy. The most important thing was how powerful Qin Yang's finger? Can Juan suffer without the slightest power to return his hand?
Oden smiled proudly, patted Barcelain on the shoulder and said, "Get ready."
After saying that, he ran out and took Qin Yang all the way back to the suite upstairs.
Qin Yang sat on the sofa, touched the wolf's head, and asked, "Don't talk nonsense. When can I see the number one in the boxing list? What's the name?"
"Anli." Oden sat aside and said, "Don't worry, I will arrange as soon as possible to ensure that you can see him in the ring, but then again, what's wrong with your finger? Chinese mysterious qigong?"
"You can understand it this way, but it's not just Chinese people who master this ability." Qin Yang said lightly.
"Can you teach me?" Oden asked with anticipation.
Qin Yang smiled and said, "You can't learn."
The wolf lying beside him suddenly raised his head, but in an instant, he lay down again. Oden's smile turned into a murderous atmosphere. I don't know when there was a pistol in his hand. He was a dog of war, and his perception ability was not much worse than that of the god wolf.
"Don't worry, it's a little trouble, a few rubbish." Qin Yang said, "I want to see Anli as soon as possible. You know, my son has been born, and the little guy is not very calm."
"As long as you have money, you have enough money." Oden patted his chest and said.
"Money is not a problem." Qin Yang laughed.