Chapter 23: Underground arena

Wang Zheng drove the little sheep, and after crossing the roads, he came to a quaint and quaint tea house decorated in appearance.
And underneath this seemingly ordinary teahouse, there is an underground arena for black boxing!
As for why Wang Zheng knew this?
In fact, there was a time when he saw a lot of people wearing bunting clothes blatantly distributing flyers in Hengdian...
This may seem ridiculous, but when you think about it, it's actually not surprising at all. Can people who can open an underground arena have an ordinary background?
Of course, Wang Zheng has no interest in who the boss behind this underground arena is, or how many bosses there are, he just wants to make quick money.
After stopping the little sheep, Wang Zheng took out another Garfield mask and put it on, before he stepped into the teahouse.
The reason for this is mainly because the people in this underground arena generally wear masks. And this Garfield mask was also bought at a small stall halfway down the road.
As for why you choose Garfield?
The main reason was that he suddenly remembered a movie of the former star master, and he chose this mask because he was in the mood of mischief.
The inside of the teahouse seems very ordinary, but if you look closely, you can still find that some of the shop assistants are all practiced.
At this moment, a man of medium stature came over and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, are you here to punch?"
"Yeah." Wang Zheng nodded without being wordy.
The man was not surprised by Wang Zheng's attitude. He had a lot of swordsmanship with this character. He just nodded and said, "Please follow me."
Wang Zheng still didn't speak, and followed the man in one direction.
Soon, the two came to an elevator, the man stopped, and then from the cabinet on the side, took out a black card with the number 77 on it, "This is your number, please keep it."
With that, he pressed the elevator button.
Soon, the elevator door opened, and Wang Zheng took the card and walked directly in.
The elevator descended slowly, and stopped after ten seconds. As soon as the door opened, a loud noise came over.
Wang Zheng walked out of the elevator and looked around. He saw that there was a lot of space here, and there were several octagonal iron cages in the middle. They were quite professional.
And those octagonal iron cages were full of people, and at first glance there were at least thousands of people.
"It seems that this place is really hot. It's still daytime. If it's night, it will be even hotter, right?"
Thinking about this in his mind, Wang Zheng looked around again and walked towards a sister who was sitting at a desk not far away.
The girl also wore a mask on her face. Seeing Wang Zheng coming over, she immediately stood up, first showing a professional smile, and then bending down slightly, revealing the professional line: "Mr. Okay, you can just call me Xiaojia. From your appearance, it should be the first time you come here to fight? Are you going to compete?"
"Yes." Wang Zheng said.
"Then please give your number plate and I will register it for you." Xiao Jia smiled slightly.
Wang Zheng handed the number plate to the opponent, and then asked: "How much is your usual win?"
Xiao Jia knew that he was here for the first time, and he was not surprised when he heard the words. He still kept smiling and introduced: "Sir, this is the case. We are here in a ring game. We won a prize of 2000 yuan and won prizes in a row. Doubled and capped in ten games."
"But there is no requirement that it must be completed in one day. And every boxer who has won ten consecutive victories can directly enter the Super Boxing Championship once a quarter, and the prize money will be raised to a minimum of 100,000 yuan."
Having said this, she winked at Wang Zheng playfully, and said, "In addition to this reward, you can also bet on yourself. There is no limit to capping."
After Wang Zheng heard it, he was a little speechless. This win was only 2000. It seems that he won't make money without winning consecutively, but fortunately he can bet, so at least he has motivation.
As for the Super Boxing Championship? Looks good too! Win a few games to get Tangtang's money, and wait for the rest to play a few games when you have time to make a ten-game winning streak!
At this point, he didn't hesitate anymore, and said directly: "Okay, you can arrange for me. I am going to play three or four games first, but every time I win the prize, you directly bet for me to win. is this OK?"
Xiao Jia was taken aback for a moment, and she looked at Wang Zheng in a bit of surprise.
It's not because he was surprised by Wang Zheng's betting request, but because Wang Zheng meant that it seemed that these three or four games must be won?
Is he so confident?
With a puzzled mentality, Xiao Jia asked: "Sir, this request you made is okay, but do you really want to do it? You know if you lose later, the reward you won may be gone."
"Of course I'm sure, so be it." Wang Zheng said with a shrug.
"Then... OK." Xiao Jia was a little speechless, and Xin said that you are too confident, right?
Then, she started typing a piece of information on the computer, and then looked up and asked: "Sir, please say a code, so I can help you complete the information."
"Just call it the King of Destruction." The corners of Wang Zheng's mouth hidden under Garfield's mask turned up slightly, and the mischief in his heart became stronger.
"Okay..." Xiao Jia was a little speechless again, the name of the King of Destruction sounded okay, at least not bad, but the code name matched the Garfield's mask, and she didn't think it matched...
In terms of professionalism, she helped Wang Zheng complete the information, and then pointed to a large screen in the distance and said: "Mr. Destruction King, I have already fixed it for you. Which venue will end in the next game? The code names of the players will be displayed immediately."
"Okay, I understand." Wang Zheng nodded slightly, and then walked towards the court. He wanted to see the level of the people here first. I wonder if he can see a master who knows national arts?
However, he was a little disappointed by the result. None of the people on the field were able to understand the national arts, and at the same time they were a little lucky. If you meet someone who knows the national arts, it is estimated that it will be very troublesome. Sugar is still waiting for him.
About ten minutes later, Wang Zheng finally waited for his code name to appear on the big screen.
The seventh ring, the vanguard VS the king of destruction!
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