The headlights and laser lights flashed with powerful music, and the dim nightclub was in the noise, and countless men and women were shaking their bodies with thrilling their bodies.

On the stand on the second floor, on the dark red sofa, a white young man with his head on his back was wearing a black shirt and a thin gray vest. He shook the red wine glass in his hand and looked quietly below.

He raised his hand and hooked his fingers. A black bodyguard stepped forward and bowed his head. The young man turned his face, "When will it start?"

The bodyguard looked at the time, looked at the dance floor in the distance, and leaned closer and lowered his voice:

"Ten minutes left."

The young man holding the wine glass took out his handkerchief and spread it on his palm and pressed it on the other person's face. He pushed the bodyguard's head away, put down his raised feet, and walked to the iron fence with excitement on his face, throwing the handkerchief away from the side.

"I'm going to take Spence from my father, but... it's not challenging at all, and it's not exciting at all. Do you want to make some changes to increase our income? Prove in front of my father that I'm not a rich second generation who only eats, drinks, and has fun."

The black bodyguard looked at the handkerchief on the ground without saying a word. Vix waved to him. As soon as the black man passed by, the young man's hand drooped, and suddenly slapped him.

Bang-

The slap was loud, which caused the other bodyguards to turn their heads and glance. The young man waved at them, and everyone quickly turned their eyes away.

"If you don't speak, it's useless"

Vix shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, then stretched over to the guardrail, looking at the dance floor below, thinking about what changes to make. In his eyes, he frowned when he saw a group of black and yellow-skinned women.

"Why are Asians coming in?"

In the direction he looked, more than a dozen women tiptoed over the dancing crowd, and sat down with the fewer people behind him, only to find that one person was missing.

"Where is Uncle Long, he didn't come in?"

Li Lan looked in the direction of coming in. In less than a moment, a fat old man wearing beach pants and a fancy short-sleeved shirt was rushing here. Seeing a bunch of women, he hurried over and sat down and wiped the sweat stains on his face.

"Isn't the United States equal and freedom for men and women? Why do you let you come in and let me pay for money to enter? It's so outrageous. Oh, by the way, what exactly are we going to come here to see? I won't let an old man go down to dance, right?"

As he said that, the old man looked around.

"Where is Ahu? He asked us to come, but he wouldn't show up..."

"Hey, I really want to see it."

Among the women sitting down, someone stood up and pointed at the scattered figures in the distance. A tall figure walked over, and then was covered by blond and blue-eyed foreigners in the dance floor. Li Lan put on the toes and looked around. For a moment, the shining lights on the dance floor suddenly stopped, and the dimness in her vision became brighter.

"Dear everyone, on the weekend, we meet Spence again..."

The nightclub security guard began to drive people on the dance floor, and the loud voice spread to the microphone, and a white man in a black suit slowly descended from above along a square platform.

When a few rabbit girls walked past with betting signs, the platform landed on the ground, and several security guards came up, with pillars and rubber guardrails installed around them.

".........Sister Lan, what you said is that you are watching someone beat him... Could it be that Ah Hu wants to go up, right?"

As soon as this was said, the other women, even Uncle Long, were so shocked that they couldn't stop. On the foreign arena, there were few people who were boxing here, especially those who might be killed.

"I saw him, I saw Ah Hu just now, and he went there with the Jew."

Li Lan stood up, grabbed Uncle Long's shoulder excitedly, and her eyes crossed one after another. In the direction of looking, the thin Harold had already paid the registration fee and took a small book to participate. In the opening speech of the hosting routine, he came to the tall figure in front.

"Tiger, don't be too anxious to resolve the battle later, and don't use all your strength, otherwise no one will fight us again. Remember."

On one side, Wang Ruhu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the host who was walking down the ring. The two boxers who went up were circling around the stage. You punched me and I kicked me, and I felt quite bored. He walked to the seat that specially provided the participating boxers to rest, listened to the excited shouts of the men and women around him, and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

At this level, not to mention full strength, one layer of force is enough.

The sound of shouting came one after another, and the winner had already decided on the ring. The winning boxer raised his arms and ran around, then pulled the fence and bent down toward the boxer's mat down, and saw that there was an eastern hole in the table, he even stuck out his tongue and made a provocative grimace, and then he was invited down.

At this time, the white man in charge looked at the line card, raised his eyebrows and smiled and looked around.

"I just decided a fierce competition. I believe there are many lucky people who have received generous rewards. So do you dare to spend it again? Because... the next players are very rare. Please invite the boxer from the mysterious East, tiger!"

The last sound of the sound was long and silent, and the table was in the silence. In the seat over there, Wang Ruhu opened his eyes and took off the sweatshirt that had been wearing many days. The relaxed muscles were well-proportioned and full of explosive power, which caused some of the women who had been drinking and excited to whistle.

"Tiger, remember what I said."

Wang Ruhu nodded to the Jews, jumped directly onto the ring, and flipped over the guardrail to a corner of the ring. When he leaned against the pillar, a white man with an equally burly figure walked up opposite him, wearing shorts and naked on his upper body. The slightly oozing sweat stains reflected the lights, emitting a layer of luster.

As soon as the other party came up, he kicked his teeth with his tongue and looked at the oriental man opposite him, showing a hideous smile.

He raised his hand and pointed it softly, his voice was fierce.

"You will be taken down on your tummy."

Suddenly, the audience around waving the banknotes in their hands burst into amazing screams. Li Lan and others who were behind, watching the crazy shouts of foreigners around him, Li Lan took out the small flag he drew and waved it.

"Ahu, come on!"

Perhaps I heard the sound of a woman shouting, or maybe there were not many rules for this kind of competition, and a "ding" bell rang out crisply.

On the other side, the strong white man slowly moved his steps around, and the fist he was swaying gently on the left and right. He tentatively hooked Wang Ruhu two punches. When the other party was dodging, the white man suddenly tightened his feet and exerted force. His right arm retracted, his muscles tensed and swung out loudly.

Opposite the field of vision, Wang Ruhu raised his hand and took it. His fist was pressed against his palm, and a "bang" sound came from the air. In an instant, the white fist followed closely, and was blocked by Wang Ruhu's right hand and slapped him over with his backhand.

The white man raised his elbow to block it, slid his back and grabbed the hit arm, and suddenly fell forward. Wang Ruhu pushed his knees, hit his back, and pulled him back.

Said something softly.

"It's almost done, I won't play with you anymore."

His thick arms hooked the white man's neck, turned around, stepped on the table, and headed straight to the corner.

The next second, Wang Ruhu hooked the man's head and hit the pillar. He heard a loud bang, shaking dust everywhere, and the entire ring shook for a while.

All the audience who were shouting the title of white people instantly made a buzzing noise. Li Lan shook the small flag, her face flushed with excitement, and she shouted vigorously.

"Look, Ah Hu won! He won, he is my brother!!"

.........

As the excited woman screamed, behind the iron fence on the second floor, a white young man in a suit rubbed his bare chin and his handsome face smiled.

“…A Asian.”

Then he turned his head and recruited the person in charge of the nightclub: "Raise his odds and arrange a few more games for him."

However, before he could give his orders, Wang Ruhu looked at the boxer dragged away by the medical staff and spoke to the host who came up with the words he learned.

"Next."

In a cold voice, he turned to look at the boxer he had provoked at him before, and reached out to hook him.
Chapter completed!