As the name suggests, the Shura Field is very dangerous and is even more thunderous to the people on the Jiang'an Road.

The Shura Field is equivalent to the ancient Roman arena, and it is stained with countless blood.

Of course, there will be life.

This is a place where day and night are reversed. During the day, it is as quiet as a ghost town, without any sound.

It was very lively in the middle of the night, even more than the downtown area.

Hormones and violence collide here, stimulating the adrenaline of people.

Whether it is men, women, white-collar workers, horsemen, and all kinds of classes are mixed.

They seemed to have forgotten their identity, removed their disguise during the day, roared to cheer for the boxers who were betting on their own, as heartbreaking as if they were heartbreaking.

Many legendary figures were born in the Shura Field, but they were also the cemetery where the legend ended.

No one can guarantee that he will win forever.

But during this period, a sharp figure was filled with blood and roaring and shouting for him hysterically.

The code name of this person is Leng Feng.

When he was fighting with others, he was as cold as a sharp blade that was unsheathed, showing his sharpness, making people afraid to look directly at it.

As for the opponent, no one is his opponent at all. Some opponents even fell to the ground before they could hold on.

Leng Feng is You Feng's code name. He did not show him his real name. This is the rule of this industry.

Countless people came for Leng Feng, wanting to see him show off his skills again, be neat and decisively knocked down his opponent.

The boiling audience felt as if Leng Feng was his incarnation. When Leng Feng knocked down his opponent, the audience was filled with joy, as if he had knocked down his opponent.

All kinds of negative emotions in work and life have been vented in this wonderful confrontation.

This is the charm of Black Fist, which countless audiences flock to and frantically go crazy about.

Of course, this is not legal.

But the second master is very good at hand and eyes, and the Shura Field is closed and stopped, but it has continued and has not been completely closed.

The second master patrolled his Shura Field as usual, and he was the master of it.

No matter who comes to fight black boxing, he will get a commission. Moreover, he also has a group of black boxing fighters, who often make money and make a fortune.

During this period, Erye made a huge profit. A strange boxer was upset and defeated several famous boxers one after another.

It’s a pity that Leng Feng gave up halfway and wanted to withdraw.

Wouldn't this cut off the Second Master's wealth?

How can he tolerate it?

He had already found out the details of Leng Feng. He had been a big boss for several years and lived a miserable life after retreating from the army.

The second master of the big-headed soldier has seen so many times that he doesn't take it seriously at all.

Although this cold front is very good at hitting and his fists are very hard, the second master still didn't take it seriously.

How could he let go of such a money tree?

Therefore, he had sent his subordinates to teach Leng Feng a lesson and let him know who had the final say in Jiang'an's territory.

Besides, there is a ring match that has been arranged long ago tonight, and I am just waiting for Leng Feng to come on stage, so how could he not show up?

Unfortunately, the second master waited around but didn't see Leng Feng's figure, and even the men sent out had no news.

But he didn't know that those few people were hung on trees and street lights, and had long been unconscious and had no idea about the human affairs.

"Second Master, where is your boxer? You won't be afraid anymore, don't dare to come, hahaha!" A middle-aged man like a bamboo pole came over and mocked mercilessly.

"Hmph, how could Leng Feng be scared? It's your boxer, don't be scared to pee your pants later." The second master said fiercely, not taking his opponent seriously.

"Haha, it's too early to say it, be careful to flash your tongue. Do you know where I invited the boxer this time?" Zhu Gan'er showed off proudly.

"where?"

"Thailand! Muay Thai master, one punch can kill an elephant. Humph, your cold front, I think it's a tough time to take his punch."

"MuoTaiwan Master!"

The second master looked stern and said, "You have invested enough money and actually went to Thailand to invite a boxer."

Zhu Gan'er raised his head proudly and said, "Of course, I was too careless in the past few games and actually lost to a newcomer. Today I am here to find the venue. I told him that you are not able to get off the ring today."

"You want to fight the life-and-death battle?" The second master asked with a cold face.

"What, are you scared?" Zhu Gan'er came over and said excitedly, almost facing her face.

"So what about life and death? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Tell you, I'm very confident in Leng Feng, but your Thai boxer, hum, that's really not going to the ring."

"Just talk but not practice fake moves. Since you are so confident in your boxer, then raise the bet." Zhu Gan'er encouraged him.

"Rent?" The second master frowned deeply. The other party had already reached the doorstep. If he retreated, wouldn't it make people laugh?

Then how could he calm down the Shura field?

"Rise it if you raise it. Am I still afraid of you?" The second master said sternly, "Tell me, how much do you want to bet?"

"This number!" Zhu Gan'er stretched out his finger and said proudly.

The second master widened his eyes and said, "Five million, are you planning to win back all the previous few losses?"

Zhu Gan'er admitted openly: "That's right, I just want to win back, with capital and profit! Why, don't you dare, are you afraid?"

Five million is not a decimal for the Second Master. Seeing that the other party is full of confidence, he feels a little confused.

What if you lose?

After all, the other party hired a Muay Thai master.

In the black boxing industry, Muay Thai is a famous name.

The masters of Muay Thai have experienced countless times when they came out of the black boxing arena, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they came out of the gates of hell.

A Muay Thai master survived successfully, which is enough to show that he had almost no defeat, because failure often means elimination or death.

Zhu Ganer mobilized a lot of troops, and the Muay Thai boxer he invited must be a master, so how could he be underestimated?

Although Leng Feng won several consecutive games, the second master has never seen through his true strength, so he has no way to predict it.

He had no idea whether this game was a winner or a loser.

But he had been raised by a bamboo pole and placed on the fire to roast it. He had no way out and could only walk along the way with his head covered.

He widened his eyes angrily, took a deep breath, and said in a loud voice: "Five million is five million. I will play a life-and-death game with you, so that you can lose completely and be convinced."

Zhu Gan'er smiled as if he had succeeded in his treacherous plan and said, "Hehe, then I'll wait, let's wait and see."

The news of the life and death raid quickly spread throughout the Shura Field, and the audience was in full bloom.

I don’t know how long it has been since I fought for life and death. This is the most bloody and stimulating adrenaline that can mobilize people the most.

The audience started to scream as if they were injected with chicken blood.
Chapter completed!