This is the Black Fist Fist Field. What others care about is that you win or not, you can survive or die directly on the field. No one cares who you are, what you look like, and there are very few registered names with real names. When Black Yuyi walked to the preparation area with the demon's mask to report, except for the disdain and ridicule of several "strength people", he was not asked by the staff to take off his mask.???

"No. 5 and No. 6, come and test your physical fitness." A man in a white coat, who looked like a doctor, sat on a table in the preparation area with several instruments on it, shouted at the boxer waiting to appear in the preparation area.

"oh."

Hei Yuyi walked out at the same time with a thick-mineral man wearing a white vest.

"Damn." When Hei Yuyi saw the reminder of the man with a thick mine, he screamed in surprise. He was about 1.8 meters tall and weighed about 200 kilograms. His thick big hands were thicker than Hei Yuyi's thighs.

"Haha, I'm so lucky." When the rough man saw that his opponent was a small man with a toy mask of children, he laughed with disdain and luck. He had the strength to compete for the champion. On the way to compete for the champion, the weaker the opponent he met, the better. In this way, he could spend less effort and avoid injury, so that he could keep defeating the stronger opponent with all his strength to rush to the throne of the champion.

Checking physical fitness is nothing more than roughly predicting the strength of the two people by measuring the body shape of the two people, testing the weight of the fist, etc., and using the odds of the two people's bets.

While the rough and big man was happy, he didn't know that Hei Yuyi was also happy. The stronger his opponent, the more motivated he would be, the higher the odds he would be in the game, and the more money he would win later.

When he was conducting a strength test, he deliberately compressed his strength to the same as that of a normal person, and did not show his true strength, and opened up the seeming gap between the two.

Just as Hei Yuyi hoped, the odds of the two were very wide open. As for when he saw the odds on the electronic screen where he bets, Hei Yuyi looked a little depressed. 1:5o, he was considered to be weak. Although he did not look taller than this big man, his arms were not as thick as him, and his muscles were not too strong, so he would not be able to pull it like this...

Okay, you dare to underestimate me. I will wait for me to win you hard later, get back your face, jump down, hum, and a smirk appeared on my face under the mask.

"The next group is you, let's wait in front." The staff saw the situation in the field through a small CCTV. No. 3 and No. 4 in the iron cage had almost been beaten. No. 4's face was covered in blood, his eyes became blurred, and he was even more shaky when he walked. He was at the end of his strength, waiting for the last wave of No. 3's attack.

"Well, okay, this big brother, please ask first."

Hei Yuyi made way out and politely let No. 6 walk in front. The main reason is that he will knock him to the ground and cannot get up later. If he wants to use him to ejaculate, he must be more polite to his "sandbag" first, and he has to rely on his wealth. Otherwise, he will be in a state of personality and stop fighting later, then wouldn't he lose a lot?

With such a high odds, 3,000 yuan or 50 times, he won 150,000 yuan. Although it is much worse than the one million that a middle-aged man needs, he has more capital. Continue to the second game and use the principal of 150,000 yuan. Even if the odds are not as high as this game, the money you will win will not be less.

"Hmph, don't think you're close to me here. Unless you quit now, I'll beat you to the ground and get up later." The eldest brother didn't accept Hei Yuyi's affection at all, and looked at the "little man" with a toy mask. He was so old that he wanted to scare people with a mask. He really treated himself as a mask.

He completely regarded Hei Yuyi's "politeness" as a sign of weakness. He wanted him to give in a little, and took a little lighter, showing a cruel smile, "There is a regulation here that counterfeiting will be directly qualified for T-fighting, so I won't put a little water on it. Call an ambulance first, oh, no, it's a good cemetery, haha."

"Ah, oh, it turns out there is this rule. OK, I understand, thank you for telling me this." Hei Yuyi, who was behind the mask, lowered his head, looking a little depressed, but in fact he was obsessed with silence for this big man. He had just wanted to knock him down, but now it seems that in order not to be qualified for T, he must be beaten to pieces.

He was here to ejaculate, and he showed mercy, how could he ejaculate happily?

The middle-aged man took the card given by Hei Yuyi, withdrew money and came to the place where he bet. When he saw the odds of No. 5 and No. 6, he was stunned, holding three thousand yuan in his hand, hesitating whether to bet. Generally speaking, when he saw this odds, Hei Yuyi's opponent must be very strong, and it is difficult for him to win.

He didn't want Hei Yuyi to lose the game, get injured, and have no money to treat, he is still so young... hesitating whether to keep the 3,000 yuan for him to buy treatment or something.

Other old gamblers who were gambling boxing saw this odds and bought No. 6 to win. Although they won less and had low odds, they could always win a little.

Only a few young gamblers who may still be able to join see such high odds. They bought No. 5 to win, hoping that a miracle would happen.

"I want to buy No. 5, No. 5, No. 5." A child's voice fell into the middle-aged man's ears. The middle-aged man turned around and saw the child before. He was being held by his father, stretched out his little hand and pointed at the avatar of Hei Yuyi wearing a Satan mask on the screen.

"The odds of No. 5 are so high, so I will definitely not win anymore. Buy No. 6, and you will definitely win. When the No. 6 wins, Dad will buy you a hamburger." The child's father persuaded, and said, he took out two hundred yuan to buy No. 6 to win. The child took advantage of his father's inattention and snatched the money from him and handed it to the manager, "Buy No. 5, No. 5."

"Son, you...no, buy No. 6, No. 6." The child's father was very angry. After reacting, he quickly explained to the staff that he wanted to change his words.

"Sorry, I've already placed a bet, give it, this is your bet order." The staff working here are all talented, and they also know that such high odds are definitely because the strength of both sides is too great. If everyone buys No. 6 to win, they will lose. If they lose in the boxing ring, they will suffer. If they finally buy No. 5, how could they let it go? They decisively placed No. 5 order for him.
Chapter completed!