C906 They Want to Gang up and Beat Him up
C906 They Want to Gang up and Beat Him up
The Fist Head was a nickname in the industry, and according to the content of his job, he should be called a manager.
After Soong Hui finished greeting him, he left. Under the guidance of the boxing chief, Zhao Quan strolled around the underground boxing ring, and learned some of the rules of the place from him.
The rules were not complicated. One fight in three days, and ten fights in a month would be enough to leave. There would be no winner or loser.
Of course, they could also choose to stay and continue fighting. If they wanted money and identity, they could also fight in dangerous situations. They would not open the door until the dead were dead.
Naturally, the risk of the danger zone was also huge, but Zhao Quan had no interest in it at the moment.
It was not that he was afraid of being beaten to death, but he needed to understand this place first.
If there was a rich man in the danger zone, or if there was a strong man like Cao Guosheng, he would be dead.
"I'll fight in the normal battlefield. Now."
Zhao Quan did not want to waste any time. If possible, he wished he could fight Upper Class today.
However, the truth wasn't what he had expected. Not only was he unable to fight Upper Class today, he didn't even have the chance to punch him.
Fist said to him, "If you want to fight, you can fight. Are you the boss?"
After a pause, the boxing chief started talking about the rules of this place. "Before going on stage to fight, you must be a sparring partner for a week. This was something that new people could not avoid. So you better wait obediently! "
After saying that, the Fist Head did not care about Zhao Quan's attitude and directly led him to the accommodation area.
The accommodation area was also underground, but the house had all kinds of household appliances such as dehumidifiers, air conditioners, and so on. It was not damp at all.
It was just that the room that was brought in was really too messy. There were two single beds on the left and right. The one on the left was a messy blanket, and the one on the right was filled with miscellaneous items. There were even scraps of food. The floor was filled with rubbish, and it was very difficult to get down.
It seemed like the boxing arena had arranged a good environment, but the people living inside were too casual.
Zhao Quan found it very hard to accept living with this kind of 'temperament person', so he suggested to Fist Guy to ask if he could change to another room.
Fist Guy did not seem to mind. "Whatever. There are many empty beds in these two rows, as long as you like them."
After instructing some other trivial matters, the Fist Boss left.
The most important thing in Dynasty was the rules. This could be seen from the fact that his subordinates had violated them for five years.
Dynasty had Dynasty's rules, and there were also rules in the boxing ring. Since they had made the rules, they could only comply.
Even though Zhao Quan was not a person who abided by the rules, he was now living under someone else's roof and scheming for his identity, so he could only abide by it. He would be a sparring partner for a week here, and at the same time, find out what kind of game it was.
After closing the door, Zhao Quan went to the room next door. As soon as the door was pushed open, he felt a sense of oppression.
This kind of oppression was not an illusory aura, but a physical comparison.
There was a person standing in the room. He was more than two meters tall, and his body was as big as a bear. One of his arms was almost as thick as Zhao Quan's thigh.
This human bear didn't say anything. It just stared at Zhao Quan with its big bulging eyes, as if it was a tiger looking at a provoking rabbit that ran up to it and kicked its butt.
Zhao Quan exited the room and closed the door behind him. This room wasn't suitable either, because there was no bed.
Renxiong closed the two beds together. He estimated that he would have to sleep diagonally on top of them. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to fit his huge body.
Zhao Quan walked to the third room and opened the door again.
This room was not bad. It was very clean. Although the bed on the left was occupied, the bed on the right was also very tidy. It could be seen that the guest was a person who liked to clean and liked to clean.
However, just as Zhao Quan was about to move in, a roar suddenly sounded from afar. "What the hell do you want to do?!"
Zhao Quan ignored it as if someone was arguing and continued walking into the house.
"Do you want to die? Hurry up and withdraw your pig trotters from my house!"
Amidst the curses, there were hurried footsteps approaching from afar. Finally, they arrived in front of Zhao Quan.
This was a guy with very dark skin. He was so dark that he could not find him even when he was playing hide and seek in a square meter coal pile.
He rushed forward in a flustered and exasperated manner. From the looks of it, he seemed to have the intention of a cheetah pouncing on its prey.
However, he did not pay attention to Zhao Quan when he rushed closer. Instead, he used the rag in his hand to carefully wipe the door handle that Zhao Quan's hand had touched earlier. He let out a sigh and continued to wipe. It seemed that he still needed a bottle of 84 disinfectant.
"You dare to enter my house? Did I approve? You blind thing, I will settle the score with you after I finish wiping..."
The tanned fellow was still cursing as he wiped the door handle. Zhao Quan hurriedly left.
It was not that he was afraid of the tanned fellow coming to settle the score with him, but he felt that this kind of highly mysophobic fellow, who was almost sick, could not get along with him at all.
How should he put it? If he were to fart in the house, the other party would probably have to hurry up and buy twenty air purifiers.
It was not that his fart was comparable to a biological weapon. It was just that the other party was too much of a threat.
The fourth room, the fifth room, the sixth room...
There were dozens of rooms in two rows, but Zhao Quan did not find a single room suitable for him to live in.
It was not because he wanted too much, but because the environment was too harsh. Some slept and snored like thunder, some ate noodles with their left hands and feet with their right hands, and some practiced boxing against the wall. All of these things were difficult to list.
The weirdest one was... There was also a guy who was holding his phone with his left hand and watching attentively while his right hand was busy beneath his body.
Even though Zhao Quan pushed the door open and entered, he only raised his head to glance at it before continuing to work. The frequency was quite fast, and it was as if he was flying up and down like an illusion. He was not afraid of creating sparks and burning himself up again!
At this time, Zhao Quan was somewhat annoyed. He was not a person who was so patient in small matters.
He even thought about it. If there was still some delay in the last room at the end of the road, he would directly hit the ground.
He shouldn't have tolerated his illness. He should have beaten them up and beaten them up. After that, he would have cured any illness.
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However, the moment he pushed open the door, Zhao Quan's mood instantly became much better.
The fragrance of the orange assailed his nostrils. It was very pleasant, and the interior of the room was very clean. The furnishing was also simple, and it didn't look like a germaphobic person with tanned skin. It was almost cancer.
Zhao Quan made up his mind. This was the room.
If his companion was still a weirdo, then he would use the solution he had thought of just now and use his fist to blast him out!
He had really made up his mind. He liked this simple house that had the scent of orange. No matter what the attitude of the guest was, he would live here. It would be best if he could be reasonable. If he really could not understand, then forget it. In any case, he was better at using his fists to reason with men.
After sitting on the bed for a short while, the door was pushed open and someone came in.
They thought that it was a guest in the house, but in reality, it wasn't. The one who broke into the house was the tanned guy who was hiding in the coal pile.
"F * ck, you dare to enter my house? Do you think you'll be fine just by hiding here? I have to teach you a lesson today!"
The agreement to settle the score later was that the tanned fellow was here to fulfill his promise.
However, it didn't matter. Zhao Quan wasn't afraid of this at all. In the previous world, it was even more so in this world!
However, before he could stand up and attend the appointment, someone else walked into the house. And he came in with his head lowered.
The reason why he lowered his head was not because he was mistaken, but because of Renxiong, who was too tall and slept together on two beds!
After entering the room, Renxiong stared at Zhao Quan and said, "I want to grab your legs and tear you into two pieces!"
Uh...
Zhao Quan was a little confused. It could be understood that a tanned guy coming to his door was to fulfill his promise.
But how did Renxiong get himself into trouble? Furthermore, he was so cruel and bloody that he wanted to grab his legs and tear them apart.
However, he didn't say anything. He just stood up as usual.
Although an elephant was big, wasn't it also ridden under its butt? This was enough to prove that size didn't mean anything.
As for that tanned fellow, it doesn't matter. As long as he was not darker than anyone else, he was not afraid.
However, at this moment, another person rushed over. And there was more than one. The one leading was Huo Xingzi. Obviously, he hadn't touched the self-destruction stage. The people behind him were all the weirdos that Zhao Quan had seen when he entered the door one by one.
Looking at their aggressive and agitated expressions, they were going to gang up and beat them up?