After a few minutes, under the inciting words of the host, the first boxing match began.

The two boxers were shirtless, without any protective gear, and started fighting.

His attacks are all extremely vicious, going straight for the opponent's vital points, punching to the flesh, and every move contains murderous intent.

This kind of underground boxing ring is completely different from a regular boxing match. The purpose is to make the opponent lose the ability to resist, or even kill the opponent.

Therefore, this kind of fighting is particularly bloody and exciting.

"Can I still place an additional bet?" Chen Fan asked.

"You can place bets before the outcome is in doubt."

Wang Ziqing said: "But generally speaking, the battle will end soon, and it will definitely be too late."

While he was talking, the tiger in the ring slapped Ao Quan on the side of the head with his elbow.

Ao Quan fell down in response, but his ferocity remained intact and he kicked the mountain tiger before falling.

The mountain tiger staggered back.

After stabilizing his body, the sweaty mountain tiger pounced forward and knocked Ao Quan unconscious with a chokehold.

Blood mixed with sweat dripped down the stage, and the extremely violent scene made the spectators extremely excited.

The spectators who lost their bets cursed and shouted that Ao Quan was a loser.

Ao Quan was held down by the staff, and Mountain Tiger raised his hands and roared on the stage.

The atmosphere became more and more heated.

Wang Ziqing glanced at Chen Fan and said: "Mr. Chen, making one wrong bet is nothing, as long as you win the next one."

Chen Fan smiled and did not answer.

After showing off, Guo Shanhu came off the stage to rest, and the second group of boxers came on stage.

The host also came on stage and continued to warm up the show and introduce the boxers.

"Five hundred thousand, bet on the pheasant!" Chen Fan said.

Wang Ziqing glanced at Han Wei and saw that the latter had no objection, so she arranged to place the bet.

Not long after, the match started, and the boxer Pheasant, as his nickname was, had his hands broken by his opponent, and was beaten until he vomited blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Chen Tianjiao, your eyesight doesn't seem to be very good, right?"

Seeing that Chen Fan lost again, Han Wei said jokingly.

Chen Fan hummed, his expression unchanged.

Wang Ziqing did not offer any words of comfort this time. She had seen this kind of thing too many times. Many gamblers lost again and again like this, and finally left the ghost market penniless.

This underground boxing ring looks very formal, but like most casinos, it also lends money and can ruin people's lives.

Of course, if Chen Fan can come here with Han Wei, he won't be reduced to that situation.

As usual, the host took to the stage to control the market, inciting the emotions of the gamblers with his impressive eloquence.

At this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open.

A man wearing a thick gold chain and smelling of copper poked his head in.

"I asked who occupied the private room No. 6. It turned out to be you, Sister Wang?" The man said with a smile: "Where did you come from to greet this distinguished guest?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Han Wei, his eyes fell on Chen Fan, and he squinted at Chen Fan.

"Qiang Fatty, what do you want to do?" Wang Ziqing's face turned gloomy.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to ask Sister Wang and your guests to move their seats and sit down below. This private room belongs to me."

The strong fat man said: "I'm a young man from Kyoto. I'm a distinguished guest that I can't even invite. Sister Wang, please bear with me."

Wang Ziqing looked angry and said: "Qiang Fatty, don't bully others too much. Your distinguished guest is an honored guest, isn't mine?"

"Haha, Wang Ziqing, don't be so shameless. With your few connections, what kind of distinguished guest can come to you? Can you bet more than one million? You know what you are doing."

The strong fat man said in a neutral tone.

Before Wang Ziqing could say anything more, she heard a voice from the side: "Bet all the remaining 2.4 million on Hua Leopard!"

The one who spoke was none other than Chen Fan.

The host in the boxing ring has almost finished talking, and the third game is about to begin.

Wang Ziqing was stunned and looked at Chen Fan, feeling that this man had an unusually big gambling spirit.

The first game was 100,000, the second game was 500,000, and the third game was a direct stud.

After three games, stud, what to do next?

How could the eldest lady of the Han family be with a man with such a gambling habit?

She was a little hesitant, wondering whether she should persuade Chen Fan.

But at this time, the strong fat man was stunned.

He bets 2.4 million on a boxing match. Even in the underground boxing circles of the ghost market, he is considered a rare high-roller.

As soon as he entered the private room and took a quick look, he thought that Chen Fan was the guest of honor entertained by Wang Ziqing.

Chen Fan's clothes were relatively ordinary, and he didn't feel like he had a big background. He probably just came from out of town with a little money, and was from a small family.

But the bet was 2.4 million, which shocked him a little and made him doubt his own judgment.

For a person like him, he would naturally watch others play, so he was a little hesitant.

However, at this moment, a person behind him pushed him away and cursed: "Ma Qiang, what are you talking about? Tell them to get lost!"

It was a young man, wearing a white Armani suit and a multi-million dollar watch. He looked very stylish.

This person glanced at him with disdain on his face.

Ma Qiang was shocked when he heard this.

Wang Ziqing signaled her subordinates to place bets, but her bodyguard was carrying the box and could not go out.

The door of such a private room was not big, so it was blocked by seven or eight people from Ma Qiang and his party.

Chen Fan didn't push him either.

"Master Lin, please wait a moment."

After weighing the balance, Ma Qiang ignored Wang Ziqing and said directly to Chen Fan: "Sir, please give us the box. Behind me is the eldest son of the Lin family in Kyoto. Can we all make friends?"

Han Wei looked at these people with a half-smile but said nothing.

Chen Fan glanced at Ma Qiang and the others, and replied with a single word: "Go away, don't delay me from placing my bet!"

Ma Qiang's face suddenly turned ugly.

Young Master Lin became furious and cursed: "How dare a group of country bumpkin not give me face? Ma Qiang, kick them out. I want to reserve this box."

Ma Qiang became a little embarrassed.

If I had known this, I would not have chosen this box.

Mr. Lin and others arrived a little late, and when they arrived, there were no private rooms left.

Several other private rooms were occupied by people with high profile, and he didn't have time to verify the origins of all the guests in the private rooms one by one, so he chose to grab Wang Ziqing's private room.

Now, for this private room, things have become a bit troublesome, and he can't do anything good in the middle.

Han Wei still didn't speak and watched Chen Fan deal with it.

Chen Fan glanced at the other side of the boxing ring and saw that the fight had already begun.

"He's sick, isn't he? I came here to have fun, and some people chased me away. I'm tired of living, right?"

Chen Fan suddenly had a seizure, got up and walked towards Mr. Lin.

"Throw them out!"

After Ma Qiang's expression changed, he ordered in a deep voice.

His subordinates rushed towards Chen Fan.

Han Wei turned her eyes and ordered: "Hit me!"

The bodyguards she brought with her moved upon hearing the sound.

Chen Fan put his hand on a person's face and pushed him to the ground.

When another Fatty Ma's men came over with a punch, he grabbed his neck, grabbed him and threw him towards the window.

With a bang, the man was thrown down by Chen Fan, knocking down the guests below.

The boxing match on the stage reached its climax, with fists being thrown to the flesh and the atmosphere heated and enthusiastic.
Chapter completed!