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Chapter 4 Cairo! Battle!

Devil Island is a famous hell on earth in the United States. There, most people will never be able to walk out of that door in their entire lives. They are like ants locked in a cup. They can see everything happening outside from TV, contact everyone outside the prison through phone, and reunite with their family on the day of relatives' meeting, telling how they have lived in prison these days... However, I'm very sorry, everything outside has nothing to do with you, you must face loneliness alone until you are paralyzed.

Of course, you have to be always on guard against roommates in the room who may have already been thinking about you.

Doko kind of forgot what the buck-toothed nigger was doing when he and Berezov came to Richardson. He seemed to be lying greasy under an old Buick car in his work clothes to repair the car. But he would always remember that the guy's eyes when he learned about this matter, as if someone had wiped away the dust from the lampshade with his own hands, illuminating a dazzling light.

He said: "Give me a million dollars and I can help you win anyone."

"Because any boxer's time is not as valuable as the prisoner's time on Devil's Island."

Watching Richardson walk into the ring and looking at the rich people around him who didn't recognize him at all, Doco felt that Richardson was right.

In prison, the main task of the prisoner is work, and the secondary task is to make himself stronger, have stronger combat power and stronger. Only in this way can you deal with any situation that may occur. Don't think that the stories told in "Shawshank Redemption" are all fake, at least not on Devil Island.

Duoke confidently found a seat to sit down, and watched the host walk towards Richardson step by step, remembering the stupid things the black man with buck teeth did to prove to himself how strong he was. This guy attacked six black youths outside the parking lot. The horror happened three minutes later. In three minutes, Richardson spent three minutes to pay the price of a purple-green eye and put all the six young people down.

Only those fists were used.

When the host wearing a black suit and a bow tie walked to Richardson in the field, he reached over the black man's shoulder and said, "Sir, will I allow me to ask about your game record before the game begins? Sorry, I shouldn't be so reckless, but the audience in the audience needs to know this, they will bet based on your record."

At the same time, a typical German strong man stood up beside Sars. His 190m height and extraordinary arm length make people see his advantage from his body shape. In contrast, Richardson, except for his prominent buck teeth, seemed to be just a little fiercer.

"I haven't played in the ring."

"Woo!"

A burst of exclamation came from the audience!

On this stage, this group of rich people have seen free fighting champions who come to make money after they are old. They have seen soldiers who only know how to fight in their lives are forced to stand here by life. Even world-class boxing champions will come to cheer. I have never seen anyone who is so ordinary that they have never even been to the boxing ring.

"Mr. Host, I will bet half a million dollars on the Byzantine warriors. If he kills this nigger, I am willing to give a reward of one hundred thousand dollars in private."

The guy who just buried the head of the beautiful woman beside him in his crotch was extremely rough and shouted this sentence like a nouveau riche.

Richardson glanced at him, and the gaze seemed to be flashing with the Netherworld Fire!

He was born in a country that defines 'nigger' as racial discrimination, but in the Brooklyn area where he lives, almost every black man called someone the same color as his skin. At that time, he didn't quite understand why black people used this insulting language to perish themselves; later, when he grew up, Richardson finally had the power to not let anyone call him the word 'nigger', but he went to prison because of his mistakes. There, the prison guard called the black man 'hey, that nigger', and the white prisoner called the black man 'nigger', and even the yellow people used this word. Richardson finally stood in front of the prison guard and roared and asked 'hy!', waiting for him was the baton that the prison guard swung and the foot that stepped on his chest after he fell, and the prison guard said: "Because this is prison, you idiot!"

Now, he came out and had the same power as everyone else, but when he had to face this title for money, he was like a rich man smashed a bag of US dollars on his head, and he had to lift the flesh in his chest, and the guy put it into his heart and tear the wound open again.

People who are not black people will definitely not understand that kind of pain, just like when Martin Luther King shouted "I have a dream", people who are not black people don't know how heavy this sentence has.

However, Richardson still suppressed this hatred, in order not to get under the car with oil on his body, in order not to receive the agents in the apartment shared by six people who were responsible for his behavior records during parole, and in all this, he could not let himself be stimulated by anger and lose his mind.

"Uh, I don't know how to introduce this game now." The host joked: "Anyway, the next match is the boxer recommended by Duoko, the former owner of the underground world in Wandering Area... Black Buck Tooth, and the boxer recommended by Saas, the king of the underground world in Wandering Area, the Byzantine Warriors. As we all know, the Byzantine Warriors have had an amazing record of thirteen consecutive victories here, and the person who ended the record is Eugene, who is now unrivaled with a complete victory record!"

"Everyone, I think this is a very obvious match. If you have a credit card or cash check ready, our service staff will walk to your seat to record your bet."

After saying these words, the host looked at the two boxers beside him and said, "Two, please go to the service staff next to him to hold a cup in his hand and prepare for the upcoming urine test."

Duoke watched the two boxers leave, and the memories in his mind were completely over at this moment. He would never believe that a boxer who spent all his spare time in prison would lose to anyone on this field. At least this nigger has never suffered many temptations such as mobile phones, computers, women, etc.

"Waiter." Doco felt his heartbeat that had begun to accelerate, and reached out to call the waiter who had just finished a betting, saying, "I want to put a hundred thousand dollars on Richardson."

Berezov quickly spoke, "Two hundred thousand."

After they both paid the money with cash checks, Doko turned around and asked, "Do you want to make a small profit, too?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Berezov said, "I just can't tell you in a very tactful way that I never charge half of this bet."

Half a portion?

In other words, the minimum bet amount is actually $200,000?

Doco was shocked, and the casinos in Las Vegas were not as high as this!

A moment later, Richardson and Byzantine warriors walked out of the toilet, and handed the cup in front of everyone to the service staff, which was something to use for a urine test.

"Please take off your tops."

The host raised his hands and said, "Prepare!!!"

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, Gu Ke's secretary stood beside him and whispered: "Private, you may lose a lot of money in this boxing match today."

Gu Ke looked in the direction of SAS through the glass window: "How much has SAS invested?"

"Five million."

"This is business. If Sas can't get any benefits, why would he willingly sell goods for me? I'll tell Sas that he would better not place bets in Eugene's game. If he is willing to listen... Hahahahahahahaha." Gu Ke smiled happily. He told all the guests who came here to play with a boxing match that he had expected to lose. "The Siberians' venue is not a gold-selling cave that only wins and never loses." At the same time, Sas took away several thieves under Duoke. In the end, he wanted to use his most powerful boxer to win back everything he outputs and easily win the entire wandering area!

Completely expand the underground world territory of the Siberian Company.

"start!"

bite!
Chapter completed!
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