Introduction:

Catastrophe struck, and the surface of Blue Star turned into a desert. The remaining humans relied on city islands shrouded in energy shields to survive.

Some people say that the doomsday virus is a lie and that the selfish desires of people have swallowed up the prosperous society.

Some people also say that what is causing trouble in the world today is not so-called biological monsters, but demons from mythology.

Chapter 1 Boxer

The dean said that everyone has two faces.

Zhou Mo didn't understand the meaning of this sentence when he was a child. Later, he suffered many losses and regarded this sentence as a golden rule.

Just like himself.

When he doesn't have a private job, Zhou Mo is just an ordinary convenience store employee; wearing blue and white vertical striped work clothes every day, working six hours at a remote convenience store site, he can receive a good salary on a regular basis. .

And when he receives the call to appear, arrives at the remote Third Industrial Island, and walks into this dark and rusty lounge, he will become another person.

Become eager to try and become aggressive;

And there is a force flowing through his body.

Zhou Mo opened his own locker, took off his jacket, trousers, inner lining, and took off his peaked cap. Zhou Mo, who was dressed to look thin, revealed his strong muscles.

Especially on these two thighs, the biceps femoris and semitendinosus muscles are clearly defined and perfectly proportioned.

Changing clothes is also very simple. Put on shiny black pants, put on a hoodie with a skull printed on it, put on a hat, pull down the brim, and you will be dressed neatly in a uniform.

He walked to the old sofa facing the iron door and sat down.

Lean forward, place the fingers of your hands interlaced in front of your mouth and nose, and begin to adjust your breathing rate.

Miscellaneous human voices came in through the cracks in the iron door, including men's roars, women's screams, and the host holding a leaky phone and shouting.

Zhou Mo was calm and without any disturbance.

For Zhou Mo, this is just another job with relatively high risks.

Boom!

The iron door was smashed twice. Zhou Mo stood up, lowered his head and walked behind the iron door.

"Here comes the next one! An invincible boxer who is still standing strong after hundreds of fights, with a winning rate of 72%!

"Wu Di——"

The iron door was opened, and a spotlight hit the front.

Zhou Mo clenched his fist with his right hand and slowly raised it high, and the crowded crowd under the arena let out a uniform shout.

"Wu Di!"

"Wu Di!"

Just like artists have their own stage names and office workers have their own nicknames, Wu Di is Zhou Mo's nickname.

He walked a few steps barefoot and slowly lowered his raised fist.

Surrounded by people who were shouting wildly, clutching bills, most of them had the word Wu Di printed on them.

According to his own appearance habits, Zhou Mo did not look at the peripheral crowds.

These gamblers who came to this secret boxing ring did not know that the outcome had been decided half an hour ago.

When calling Zhou Mo at work, he will usually tell him whether he will win or lose the game, how many rounds he will last to, and how he will fall.

Today's fight was bare boxing, and we lost after six rounds.

Generally speaking, the bookmaker will let him win a few games in a row to increase his odds, and then find him an opponent who has lost a few games in a row but has a good foundation;

Next, Zhou Mo will make precise mistakes in the fierce collision, fall into a disadvantage, and then naturally lose a boxing match, completing a harvest cycle.

This is not a level playing field, this is the darkest corner of the city.

Jumping onto the boxing ring, Zhou Mo took off his jacket and started a simple warm-up.

He glanced at the stands on the second floor. The banker was wearing a clean white suit and raised the champagne that had been opened in advance.

Zhou Mo didn't respond. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the burly man who was getting through the rope and wrapped in a sweatshirt.

Have you changed opponents temporarily?

Zhou Mo frowned slightly, identifying the man's identity.

The black boxing circle is not big. The man in front of me seems to have been seen in some videos. He should not be a boxer in this city...

The other person slowly raised his head;

A big, square face full of scars, made even more terrifying by the glowing red mechanical prosthetic eye on the left side.

The man smiled, like a lion that had locked onto its prey. He slowly took off his coat, revealing his left arm wrapped in silver metal and his explosive muscles.

The two sides are not of the same magnitude at all.

Moreover, this big guy has obviously undergone body modification, using alloy to strengthen his fists, elbows, arms, and knees.

A living killing machine!

Zhou Mo frowned secretly.

This kind of opponent...

This is not the price mentioned by the dealer on the previous phone call.

The shouts below paused for a moment, as if they felt that this duel was unfair.

But within a few seconds, more restless shouts appeared below, almost overturning the place, but the shouts changed to:

"Lion King!"

"Lion King!"

Zhou Mo's face was a little gloomy. He glanced at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor. The man in the white suit was gone inside, only a few security personnel in uniforms.

The Lion King made a beheading gesture towards Zhou Mo, grinning, revealing two rows of staggered sharp teeth.

Zhou Mo breathed out softly and glanced at the exit with his peripheral vision. There were more than a dozen strong men in uniforms there.

What's even worse is that more than twenty thugs with cold eyes appeared around the ring, holding sharp knives in their hands.

It seems that today is not just a loss.

"I surrender!"

The sudden shout from the boxer on the stage made the crowd around him obviously stunned.

Zhou Mo didn't dare to delay any longer and immediately turned over and jumped out of the rope.

But the lion king on the opposite side roared violently, and the two-meter-tall majestic body rushed over directly. The huge body burst out with amazing speed, and the clenched left fist hit the bridge of Zhou Mo's nose!

Shaking his head and dodging, Zhou Mo responded almost instinctively.

He lowered his body suddenly, raised his arms to protect the basin, and resisted the opponent's subsequent fast attack.

The body is constantly shaking with the frequency of the opponent's punches.

The Lion King hit Zhou Mo's right arm with an elbow. Zhou Mo's body flew straight away, was stopped by the rope, and rolled to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

The Lion King raised his hands high, gesturing to the crowd around him.

The shouts around him became more and more crazy, and the excited crowd seemed to overturn the boxing ring with their noise.

Zhou Mo immediately jumped up, turned his head and spat out blood, shifted his body weight downwards, raised his fists in front of his face, and his feet began to beat gently in rhythm.

It seems that only by defeating this guy can we have a chance to 'talk' to the dealer again.

This is my only way to survive tonight!

Zhou Mo exhaled a breath of thick air and felt that the strength of his limbs was slowly increasing. This was the main reason why he did not dislike underground black boxing.

Upon seeing this, the Lion King showed a satisfied smile, and lunged forward again, delivering an extremely powerful left hook.

Zhou Mo kept ducking sideways and moving his feet backwards, but this time he dodged the opponent's quick attacks one after another.

But Zhou Mo did not fight back with any punches.

He was waiting for the other party to reveal an opening.

The Lion King threw a few punches. Zhou Mo ducked to the left, but his right hand reached out at a strange angle, got into the gap between the Lion King's fists and grabbed the Lion King's prosthetic eye!

Press hard with your thumbs!

"ah--"

Amidst the screams, a few drops of blood burst out from the mechanical prosthetic eyes of these two meter tall men!

He roared angrily, and smashed his fists at the 'dwarf' in front of him.

Zhou Mo dodged backwards, gathered strength under his feet, and hit the rope with his back!

This is his common move. He uses the force of his legs to adjust the direction, uses the rebound force of the rope to avoid it to the side, and then launches the next round of attacks from the side.

Suddenly a cold light flashed across the stage!
To be continued...