Negative layer.

In fact, it is not accurate to say that the negative layer here is the first, second, third and fourth floors. Looking from the ground, it seems a bit empty. The spotted lights on the ceiling are more like starlight looking away.

Fighting venues all over the world are surprisingly consistent, and they are also the tradition left behind from the ancient Roman gladiatorial stage. They are generally stepped round, with boxing rings in the center, and stands around them. The upper floor is a separate room separated by glass. It is a private room. It is very clear from the inside and out of the private room, but from the outside, it is faint and hazy.

At this moment.

Two men nearly two meters tall were fighting each other on the wrestling field. Both were white and full of muscles.

It has to be admitted that the skeleton structure of foreigners is greater than that of Asians and looks more burly, so they fight more shockingly.

The audience occupancy rate is 80%. Few people sit there. Most of them stand up and cheer, shout and roar. The lights here are dim and there are no windows around them. This will make people lose their concept of time and can further inspire human primitive beast nature.

Whether it is young men and women who have just grown up or the elderly in the "Sunset Red" tour group, they are all trying hard to cheer for their contestants. The shouts are intertwined, and they have reached a deafening level. The normal voices of speaking have no transmission function even if they are close to each other.

It's completely opposite to the environment here.

The atmosphere in the upper room was extremely comfortable. You could not hear their shouts, but you could clearly hear the wrestlers on the stage hitting the ground.

"Dad, Shang Yang is also on this boat!"

Zheng Yue stood beside him with his neck tilted, looking dissatisfied or angry, and extremely aggrieved.

He was really wronged. The effect of the medicine he brought was clear. Not to mention being a normal person, it was difficult to control even if he was given an elephant. When Fan Yang rushed in, Ye Shengmei was also in a state. When that situation would happen, it was very clear as an adult.

He felt that he had worked hard to raise a pot of flowers and was finally taken away by someone else.

"oh?"

When Zheng Haiming heard the words Shang Yang, he looked up at his son, then withdrew his gaze and looked outside without blinking.

He really likes wrestling. He is famous internationally and unfamous wrestlers. He knows who have any skills as well. Although he is destined to be unable to play in his life, whenever the fight is the most intense, he will be excited and feel that he is on the court.

"How did you know?"

Zheng Haiming didn't care when he saw that there were no new injuries on his face.

"See it!"

Being forced to jump out of the window and running naked on the boat is too embarrassing to say even my father can't say it.

"I know." Zheng Haiming stared at the front without blinking his eyes. Seeing the wrestler nicknamed Defender jumped off his belt, hit the opponent with his elbow, stood up in an excited moment, and waved his elbow, completely unlike a successful person who appeared on the cover of impurities.

"I want to call my mom!"

Zheng Yue said lukewarmly, yesterday he felt the strong fatherly love, and today he realized what the world is cold and cold. From his hobbies in front of him, he even ignored his own son and said aggrievedly: "If my mother knew that I was bullied like this, she would never sit idly by. She would call me later and see what she said."

I heard Zheng Yue mention his mother.

Zheng Haiming's excited expression was instantly poured on a basin of cold water, and a deep helplessness flashed across his face, and even resentment like a resentful woman, Zheng Yue's mother?

Not his wife...

But he couldn't be arrogant in front of him.

He said in a deep voice: "What are you going to do?"

Zheng Yue's mother cannot know that once she knows that Zheng Yue's affairs were handled by herself and that she did not reach the level of Zheng Yue's satisfaction, the consequences would be unimaginable and she would suffer as well.

"The blood debt is paid for. He will get back whatever he can beat me. Also, Ye Shengmei wants that bitch, too. She gets angry when she sees her, damn it!"

"call"

Zheng Haiming breathed a long sigh when he heard this and slowly withdrew his gaze. He was very reluctant to be disturbed, but the current problem is obviously more important than hobbies: "They are together?"

Referring to the monk Ye Shengmei and Yang.

"Yes, they are all in the room, this guy and woman must have done nothing good!"

Thinking of that picture, my heart hurts a lot.

Zheng Haiming didn't say much. If there was any problem, he would deal with the problem. It would be useless to educate him again. He slowly picked up the phone on the coffee table and prepared to bring Shang Yang and Ye Shengmei over to make his son vent his anger.

Essentially.

He didn't want to have a conflict with Shang Yang. Even if he didn't take Shang Yang seriously, he couldn't deny that it was a vicious dog. He could not hurt his muscles and bones if he touched him, and he would inevitably make him feel sexy.

Just about to call.

"Swish..."

His gaze happened to be attracted by the few people directly below.

Three men and one woman are Shang Yang and the other two and Ye Shengmei.

“Here…”

Zheng Haiming pointed at his feet. The box was at the top and was already higher than the passage.

Zheng Yue quickly walked over and saw Shang Yang in front. Ye Shengmei followed behind like an obedient mistress, irritating her heart and soul. Especially when he saw Ye Shengmei had changed into a dress, he was even more burning.

"Bitch, bitch, adulterer, dad, I'm going to kill them, kill them!"

Zheng Haiming's mouth outlined a strange curve.

"Don't be anxious"

downstairs.

Ye Shengmei knew that Shang Yang was coming, so she wanted to call for a private room, but was rejected by Shang Yang. He was a boxer and knew very well where to watch it. Coming to such a place was not only to watch wrestling, but also to feel the atmosphere. In addition to the scenes on the stage, screaming in his ears was also a pleasure.

If Zheng Haiming likes wrestling, he will be in the audience.

His analysis makes sense.

It was just that "watching the sky from a well" made him ignore the current development of technology. Compared with the whole audience in Linshui County, this place is a difference. The private room upstairs wants to feel the atmosphere. The glass in front of him can be lifted and lowered. Once it rises, it will be connected to the outside world.

Even if you don’t want to have sex, there are directional audio to deliver screams outside, and you can also adjust the volume according to your preferences.

“Look more…”

Shang Yang used his best to hear it.

They found their location and were unintentionally watching the game. They were all patrolling around, looking for Zheng Haiming's traces.

"Shh..."

At this moment.

The light shining from directly above the wrestling stage gradually darkened, and the host quickly walked onto the stage.

"Do you know who will play next?"

The host is mysterious.

Hearing his question, the sound in the wrestling stadium gradually became smaller, and the sound of not knowing or not knowing sounded.

"Fool Yang!"

This sentence was not called by the host, but by Ye Shengmei's lips, and she accurately called Shang Yang's previous nickname.

Fool Yang?

Shang Yang's eyes suddenly became dazed, all of which were memories from many years ago. At that time, in order to make money, to win a prize of more than 1,000 yuan, even if

He was dizzy and bleeding from his mouth and nose. The audience would call himself a fool, and his opponent in the boxing ring also called himself a fool.

They have seen tricks and tricks, but they have never seen a person who simply plays with their lives!

"I was in a trance yesterday, in the blink of an eye..."

Shang Yang felt a little moved.

"Let's invite, there are... unicorn beasts that the little mourner calls himself!" The host deliberately elongated the voice.

As soon as the words fell, the lights illuminated the appearance position.

A foreigner wearing a tight suit, over two meters tall and long hair was standing under the light, weighing at least 300 kilograms...

"The new friend may not know who the unicorn is. Let me introduce it below. The winner of the Belt of the Cruise Octagonal Cage Finals in 14th and 15th!"

“Thirteen games of one-on-one wrestling gold belts in the global cruise ships!”

"The 24th place in the US Wrestling League!"

When the introduction was completed, the whole audience became boiling again, rising higher than before. Players of this level used to come out at night, as the finale, and could also be said to be the strongest wrestler, but today they appeared in advance!

With the sound of honor, he quickly walked towards the wrestling platform.

After walking up, the host greeted him.

The unicorn did not take the microphone, but grabbed the host's belt with one hand and the collar with the other, and lifted the host up with both hands.

"Crazy..."

These people were not just shouting, but had already started to stand and jump.

Hundreds of people jumped at the same time. If the cruise ship wasn't big enough, it would be very likely that the ship would have been overturned.

"Da da da..."

While the unicorn was still holding the host, another player rushed out of the appearance position, extremely angry, as if he was holding his lover, quickly rushed to the stage, with his body horizontally, and was about to slide in from under the belt.

Just slid onto the stage.
To be continued...