Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 463 One Million One Minute

  The reason why the underground market is liked by more people is because of its absolute freedom under no rules.

  Just like in the black boxing market, anyone can sign up as long as there is enough to watch.

  So when the God of War won five consecutive games to defend the rookie king's throne, the organizers in the audience suddenly asked if they could add another game.

   "Who is it?" The man's bushy eyelashes were still covered with crystal sweat, and when he frowned, the deep silhouette became more three-dimensional and charming, which made the next female fans shouting Encore.

  He stroked his hair impatiently. Just as he wanted to refuse, he heard the organizer say: “I don’t know where the boy is. He is very young and inexperienced. I guess you will clean it up with one hand.”

   "Newcomer?" The man suddenly remembered the line of sight he felt during the game, his eyebrows raised, "Okay, let's have another game."

The extra games of Black Boxing happen from time to time, but today is the game of the defending king. Many spectators are obviously not less interested. Amidst the screaming cheers of the whistle, the silhouette of the backstage channel finally came out slowly in the expectations. .

   One meter and seven meters tall, with a stray hair and a popular face, a suitable physique, and a hunchback when he walks.

  If it weren't for the chasing light, it would just hit him, even if they were walking on the street, no one would want to look at him more.

   "What?! He is the first match of the rookie king. Are your organizers bullying?"

   "Let him roll down, this is not where he should be!"

  ……

  The unexpected ‘surprise’ was so shocking that it made the scene out of control for a while, and the female fans in the audience even rushed to Zhang Quan’s side to fight him frantically.

   And Zhang Quan, who was shouting at his mother at home, had nothing to fight back except holding his head and avoiding.

  Even the man in the black jacket on the stage can't help but frown, watching his opponent stumble onto the stage in embarrassment, his expression cannot be described as ugly.

  The spectators are right, the defending king’s first battle against this kind of stuff is an insult.

  "War, God of War, hello, I am your fan." Xu Shi noticed that the other party was in a bad mood, Zhang Quan's thick-faced holster was almost, and he tried to hold up his precious hand later, so that he could get the one million smoothly.

   "..." The young man leaned on the rubber band and did not speak, but just stared at him, his aura was amazing.

  Zhang Quan felt that his legs were already shaking before he started beating, but the temptation of one million was too great, and he was reluctant to give up.

  "The game starts, please play freely for both of you."

  No matter how strong the curse is in the stands, the timer still rises on time at the top of the screen.

  Zhang Quan, while enduring the paper and shoes thrown from the stage, nervously read the seconds in his heart: thirty, thirty-one...It's almost here, the time is almost here, hold on for a while.

   "I can't fight anymore. I wasted my time. Watching you, the ill-fated chicken, make a show on it."

  When the crowd’s anger accumulates to the climax, the time is just one minute away. Zhang Quan is overjoyed, raises his hand and opens his mouth and said: "Referee, I...ah..."

Before the words    admit defeat, the young man who had been sitting quietly across from him suddenly moved, and his fist with the sound of the wind slammed his mouth accurately.

  Zhang Quan let out a scream from his throat, and his unclosed tooth instantly broke five or six, and blood splashed all over the floor.

"Well, don't... hit, I... I admit it..." The sharp pain in his mouth made him burst into tears, his lips and teeth were vague, he wanted to raise his hand again, and his arm was twisted as soon as he lifted it up. Turning in the opposite direction, the bone cracked with a crack.

   Ribs, armpits, thighs...everywhere they touched their fists, the pain was piercing. Zhang Quan wanted to faint, but was tortured again and again in the severe pain.

   "Okay, good play!"

   "Kill this one who doesn't know the heights, the **** of war is the best!"

  ……

  In a daze, he heard the familiar cheering shouts. Once, he used to shout for the players so madly and eagerly. In order to win money, he could not wait for the opponent to die suddenly on stage.

  But now he has become the protagonist on the stage, and then go to the face of the person under the stage, and it feels as terrible as a man-eating devil.

  ‘I’m a human, I’m going to die, how can you be so cruel...’

  The moment he realized that he was likely to die on the stage, Zhang Quan was finally frightened. He struggled to climb out of the ring, regardless of the roar of laughter from the gamblers, just trying to save his life.

  When his hand touched the edge of the stage, his ankle was suddenly caught. The huge panic caused him to stretch out his hand and grab it, and he really caught a hand in the void.

  "He gave up." The familiar, pleasant voice was clear and calm. The owner of that hand clasped his shoulder and added some strength, and wrestled with the people on stage.

   "Let him say it himself." The black jacket man on the stage lifted his eyes and glanced over. At first sight, he saw the tall and slender girl, and his dark eyebrows didn't mean to pity the jade.

   However, the next moment, the girl took advantage of her unpreparedness and dragged the person down, and after handing it over to the organizer, she said lightly: "I will finish this game for him. It's not a bad rule."

   "Huh?" The organizer opened his mouth, and subconsciously answered the question first, "Well...it's not a bad rule..."

  But, why are you a little girl here to join in the fun?

  Unfortunately, without waiting for the other party to react, the girl has already turned over and stepped onto the stage.

  The man in the black jacket raised his eyebrows, "You can do it for him, but you are not allowed to play the trick of admitting defeat at the beginning."

  Just now, he saw Zhang Quan’s plan to cope with the goods, so he punched the man so much that he couldn’t speak before he cleaned up.

   "Of course, I never make jokes on the field." Qin Qing in a white sportswear nodded gently, and the white baseball cap buttoned on top of her head covered most of her face, revealing only a delicate white chin.

She rolled up her sleeves slowly, her wrists were very white, her slender bones carried a feminine frailty, a ponytail tied to the back of her head, as if she would occasionally meet the girl next door who came out for a morning jog in the early morning. If you are interested, you will see more. Eyes, but appearing on the blood-stained ring at this moment is particularly abrupt and uncoordinated.

   "What the **** are you guys doing? Going down a freak chicken and getting a student girl, don't you want to do business anymore?"

   "That's right, this is not a nursery school. We came here to see boxing, not to play house wine."

  ……

  The dissatisfaction of the crowd did not disappear because of Zhang Quan’s resignation. When the outcome was undivided, and a young girl who was still stinky was killed for no reason, the accumulated anger had reached its peak.

  Someone even tried to smash the glass bottle up. Amid the noise, the young man raised his hand and held it in the air. The sound in the venue was suddenly suppressed a lot.

   "You are better than that kid, I recognize you as an opponent."

  (End of this chapter)