"Ayuan, do you want to think about it again?" Jin Ji asked.

Bian Huaiyi was also a little frightened. This move was 30 million. What on earth did it come from?

If you win, you will earn three times as much, but if you lose, you will lose three times as much!

He carefully reminded: "I have some gossip here, saying that Devil Tong used to compete in foreign competitions. He was specially trained by the underground boxing team in Thailand, and was selected by the boss. It was professionally trained.

Moreover, this stop will help her open up the domestic market, giving her a great chance of winning."

The suspicion is really well-intentioned. After all, these are the people who came with Jin Ji. If they are compensated, he, the person who brought them in, might offend someone.

The money of Jin Ji and others was within the scope of the game, but this young master only spent 30 million.

Zhou Chenyuan raised his head and glanced at the two boxers who had been stirring up the atmosphere in the ring but had never officially started. His eyes wandered around the waistline of the rookie killer and said, "It's her."

Jin Ji had a headache, but he was seriously betting.

Zhou Chenyuan took the sign indicating the amount of the bet, handed the bet slip to the waiter, and then glared at the black-faced rookie on the stage.

If this ugly bird dares to lose, he will accuse her of fake punches!

One minute after the waiter took the number of bets placed in the private room, the game officially started.

With a loud gong and a whistle, the game officially began.

There was a huge noise outside, and the gamblers were enthusiastic and enthusiastic, shouting at the top of their lungs to cheer for the boxers they had bet on.

The devil's eye strikes hard, either to dig out the opponent's eyes or to attack the opponent's throat. Just from the eyes, you can see that the opponent is full of momentum. There is a chance that he can take down the rookie killer in the first game with his momentum like a tiger.

Intend.

The rookie's momentum was suppressed. Jin Ji looked at Zhou Chenyuan with a slightly worried look. Zhou Chenyuan raised his chin slightly, his back straight as always, raised his chin slightly, and stared at him fiercely with a clear and pure face, with some childish anger.

Rookie killer.

Jin Ji put his hand on his forehead. He just tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen. Now he saw that the rookie was losing, and he was unhappy.

With a whistle, the first game ended, and Devil Tong took the lead to win the game.

Zhou Chenyuan's face looked extremely ugly.

Zong Tang sat in the back and said without blinking: "Tsk, two out of three games. If Devil Tong wins the second game, there is no need to play the third game."

Jin Ji turned his head and glared at him, but he didn't see that A Yuan's face was turning black into ashes? He didn't know what nonsense he was talking about.

Zongtang saw Jin Ji's expression and muttered: "Brother, I remember you also have devil eyes, so what are you afraid of?"

Jin Ji winked at Zong Tang and glanced quickly at Zhou Chenyuan. Only then did Zong Tang react and he automatically closed his mouth.

Everyone on the ring came down to rest. He Xiaoran took the water handed over by Lao Ding, opened it and took a few sips.

Lao Ding reassured: "Rookie, it's okay, let the other party win this game first and let her be proud for a while!"

He Xiaoran glanced at him, stretched out his hand to put the water on the edge of the ring, raised his eyes and looked at Devil Tong, who took the water and looked at her as well.

The two looked at each other, neither giving in to the other.

There is wildness in the devil's eyes, similar to the red king last time, but more ferocious than the red king.

But after the first round, He Xiaoran discovered that the playing styles of Devil Pupil and Red King were similar, and even some of their moves and routines were very similar.

In all likelihood, they come from the same place, and may even be from the same training base and the same team of instructors.

Devil Tong has dark skin, deep eyebrows and eyes, a mixed-race face, and a sharp beauty.

She looks very fierce when looking at people, and her facial features are always tense. It seems that she has developed a habit of being in a highly dangerous environment. From the appearance, she has obvious characteristics of European and American mixed race.

The eyes of both parties met in the air. The other party had dedicated personnel to relax her muscles and limbs, while He Xiaoran was alone.

Compared with the professional team of Devil Eyes, He Xiaoran is obviously a wild kid.

When the rest time came, both sides stood up and walked towards the center of the ring.

Yelling "Come on" again with crazy howls, the two sides rushed towards each other quickly, punching hard to the flesh, and moving fiercely. In the center of the boxing ring surrounded by hormones, they seemed to have lost the ability to think and feel.

Splattered with sweat and blood.

In the private room, Zongtang was anxious, "What's going on? Devil Tong, your name is so cool, why is this game so difficult? You shouldn't be chasing after the victory and win it in one fell swoop? What are you doing? Your fists are made of cotton.

?So soft and fluffy? It makes you hit people!"

Zhou Chenyuan said calmly: "She has numbed her wrist and can't use it anymore."

Zongtang was angry: "That's outrageous!"

Huai Yi turned around and said to Zong Tang: "You may not come here often and don't know the routines in the boxing ring. Sometimes in order to enhance the drama of the scene and increase the visibility, the fight will be deliberately extended to the third round. Some are in the boxing ring.

What is required is partly the consciousness of veteran boxers, so both sides will maintain some strength in the first two rounds. If one side is strong in the first round, the other side will automatically lower its momentum to maintain strength to cope with the second round. In this way, in the first two rounds,

The two sides tied the game, so the excitement of the third game naturally increased!"

Zong Tang frowned, "Does this count as fake? The kind with a script?"

"It depends on the mentality of the spectators." Huai Yi glanced at Zhou Chenyuan secretly, "If it is with the mentality of betting on boxing, this is cheating. If it is with the attitude of watching, then it is a beauty. If it is a game,

The mentality is about fighting between women."

Jin Ji couldn't help but sigh. It was obvious that A Yuan was serious about boxing and wanted to make 60 million.

Zongtang was relieved, "If you say this, I feel much more at ease. Look at beauties, look at beauties! Tsk, one has a beautiful face and the other has a beautiful waist, I've made a profit!"

Zhou Chenyuan turned back and glanced at Zong Tang, "Who do you think has the beautiful waist?"

Zong Tang pointed at the rookie killer, "This face must be ugly! Look at how smooth the waistline is. Wow, it looks like a trained waistline. A woman with big breasts and a thin waist can be so strong and tasteful!"

Zhou Chenyuan pursed his lips and stared at Zong Tang, but he was thinking in his heart, what did he mean by this? Did He Xiaoran's ugly waistline show him one day and he felt beautiful?

His face looked a little ugly. As for the reason, even Jin Ji didn't guess, so he thought he looked bad and quickly gave Zong Tang a wink. If this kid dies in the future, it will definitely be because of his talk.

Zongtang was horrified by Zhou Chenyuan's look, "Ayuan, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you!"

The private room facilities are top-notch, extremely luxurious, and have everything you need. As long as the guests have needs, they have everything they need.

Zhou Chenyuan snorted softly from his nostrils and turned back.

With a sad face, Zong Tang stood up and went to get food, intending to please Zhou Chenyuan.

He left for only five minutes. When he came back, he found that the second round was over and the boxers were already resting.

Zong Tang held the fruit plate, took a bunch of snacks, and carefully placed them on the small table in Zhou Chenyuan's hand, "A Yuan, you eat. Brother, is it over? Who won? Is it too fast?"

Zhou Chenyuan glanced at the fruit plate, took a fork and cut the fruit into pieces before eating.

Jin Ji said: "Wait until the third round starts."

Zong Tang muttered: "It seems that they have a tacit understanding and have agreed to join hands to advance to the third round. I thought they would have to play for another ten minutes."

Zhou Chenyuan snorted coldly: "Since such an event is held with great fanfare, it is naturally not a spectator competition. It is just a fight between two parties. Since this is the case, it is impossible to be humble to each other. Both parties are people with a mission.

The fundamental purpose is to win.”

Zongtang scratched his head: "Since a rookie can solve the game in five or six minutes, why can't he win the first game?"

"This is the rookie killer's tactic. She suppresses first and then rises." Zhou Chenyuan slowly ate the fruit, because the rookie got back a win and was in a good mood.

"Then there's still one game left," Zong Tang said. No one was watching, but he was unhappy after losing money. He suddenly clenched his fist and shouted: "Devil Tong, you must win!"

Zhou Chenyuan immediately turned his head and glared at him, and he escorted the rookie killer!

"Bang——"
Chapter completed!