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Because he knows very well, what is the purpose of coming here?

His goal is to make money, not to show off.

As long as you give him money, you can let him lose. After all, this is not a regular game, so it won't affect anything.

"The next challenger is the descendant of ancient martial arts from China...Dali Iron Clothes Shirt!"

Under the enthusiastic shouts of the host, Lai Jian slowly walked onto the ring.

"Ancient Chinese martial arts?" Lai Jian just stepped onto the ring, Cotto said disdainfully, his expression was very mocking! There is no way, he has defeated many Chinese boxers, so subconsciously he looks down on Chinese boxers.

Cotto is about the same height as him, but visually weighs less than him. He looks to be in his twenties or thirties.

"Please give me some advice!" Lai Jian didn't seem to notice the other party's sarcasm and provocation. Like a hero in a costume TV series, he raised his fists and said "very seriously".

The main reason is to fit in with his status as the heir of ancient martial arts. After all, in the eyes of too many people, such behavior is normal.

His opponent didn't appreciate Lai Jian's politeness and just gave him a running elbow!

Lai Jian has long known that the main means of attack in Muay Thai are fists, kicks and joint attacks, among which joint attacks are particularly fierce. Of course, he knows that he knows, and he doesn't care.

"Iron Shirt!"

Lai Jian shouted, steadied his horse, made a lucky gesture, and let him hit his head.

Bang!

Lai Jian was knocked back a few steps, looking a little reluctant.

But he still yelled "Iron Shirt" and steadied his horse. However, just as he steadied himself, Cotto's running knee landed on his chest!

Bang!

It's a few steps back again, and it's a little wobbly, making people mistakenly think that they can't hold on anymore!

Seeing that Lai Jian couldn't hold on any longer, Cotto took the opportunity to approach Lai Jian and launched a high kick to Lai Jian's head...

Seeing Cotto being so 'strong', Lai Jian showed a hint of 'panic', as if he was not too confident in his iron cloth shirt, and hurriedly avoided it, and seemed to be in a hurry, kicking and beating, but' Lai Jian, who was very lucky, just hit Cotto's chin with a punch, knocking him back a few steps. Although Lai Jian only used a little force, it was still very powerful, and Cotto took a few steps back. After that, he fell to the ground. It was obvious that he had a slight concussion, which affected his cerebellum balance function, and he could not stand up for a short time!

Seeing Cotto fall to the ground, Lai Jian was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and quickly hit and kicked Cotto. Of course, the force was not as strong as they saw. He only broke a few ribs and stopped. Came down.

Then he raised his hands in the air 'happily', as if showing off.

There were cheers and curses below. Of course, there were fewer cheers. Basically, it was the few Chinese people and a few who were suppressing Lai Jian. The others basically suppressed Cotto. After all, Lai Jian’s gimmick was too big. , but no one believed it, so they all suppressed Cotto, whom they were relatively familiar with.

Who knew that Cotto was so unreliable and was defeated by Lai Jian's "random punch"? So they were all scolding Cotto. As for the reckless Cotto, someone has come up and carried him away, probably someone who came with him.

Seeing how "lucky" Lai Jian was in winning, the foreigner boss upstairs smiled slightly and said something to a certain white bodyguard behind him, who immediately took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles.

"Boss Wu, this is Kumas, a Belarusian. He is 1.8 meters tall and weighs 85.2 kilograms. How about letting him play with your people?" the foreign boss said with a smile.

"Of course there's no problem!" Boss Wu's eyes were a little uneasy, but he still managed to smile calmly.

"Then... our bet...?" the foreign boss said with a smile. He knew Kumas's strength. It was more than enough to kill the 'smug' Dali cloth shirt below. Now he has a chance to win. He feels in control, so he wants to bet bigger now, but Boss Wu is not a fool, so naturally it is difficult to say it directly.

What if someone falls out? After all, there are still many places for cooperation in the future! You can't lose a big thing for a small amount, right?

"You are a guest, you can have as much as you want!" Boss Wu said, wanting to save face and suffer the consequences, and forced a smile, pretending not to care.

"Years of friendship are not easy. Betting too much can easily hurt your feelings. How about just betting 10 million?" The foreign boss looked at Boss Wu and said sincerely.

He knows Boss Wu very well, that is, he wants to save face and suffer the consequences. If he says it out, he will never regret it so blatantly, so this is an opportunity.

"Ten million baht? That's fine! Don't hurt your feelings!" The "involuntary" joy in Boss Wu's eyes flashed through, and the foreigner boss just happened to see it.

"I'm British, so I usually talk in pounds. Of course, if Boss Wu thinks I'm talking in Thai baht, then consider it Thai baht!" the foreigner said 'it doesn't matter'.

He knew very well what Boss Wu would say next.

really.

"Mr. Smith said it's pounds, so of course it's pounds!" Boss Wu's smile faltered, but he still said with a smile.

"Haha, Boss Wu is so forthright. I like to meet such forthright people as Boss Wu!" Smith said with a bold smile, and then said to Coomas, "Go down and play with that big iron cloth shirt. Remember, 'I have to respect you.'" rival!'"

"Doing your best in the ring is the greatest respect for your opponent!" Kumas bowed slightly, said very sincerely, and then left the private room.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Dali Ironshirt? If not, tonight's champion is Dali Ironshirt from China, and he will receive a bonus of 10,000 baht!" the host said enthusiastically.

"It seems there is no more! Then I declare that tonight's champion is..."

"Wait!" At this time, Kumas walked into the ring.

"Oh! Oh my god! This is...Kumas, who is from Belarus and has the title of fighting genius!" Obviously, Kumas should be well-known in the black market, and the host knows Kumas.

"Kumas! Kumas!"

Not only the host, but everyone below seemed to know Kumas. There were many people shouting about Kumas. Lai Jian saw that almost everyone was buying Kumas to win. Although the odds were very low, only one to zero. Five points, this is too low, but there are still too many people buying Coomas. After all, they all feel that they are making money in vain. Although the money is small, why not make money if you can make money?

On the contrary, Lai Jian's odds were as high as one to ten, but no one bought it.

In fact, this is also a hint made by Boss Wu and others, that is, they themselves think that Lai Jian's chances of winning are very low and he has no confidence. In this way, no one dares to pressure Lai Jian, and then he can make more money.

All we can say is that these profiteers are not good things!

"It's a pity that I don't have any money, otherwise I would have made a lot of money by forcing myself to win!"

Lai Jian felt very regretful. Unfortunately, he only had a hundred or dozens of RMB in his pocket and was too embarrassed to take it out to place bets. Moreover, everyone was already in the ring, so of course it was impossible to run down and buy it before coming back up.

This is not a formal competition. Although it is not as rule-less as in the movie, no one will tell you how to start. People come up and it starts!