future master in modern
Chapter 221 Want to be promoted?
Moments later, the man walks in with a laptop. txt e-book download**
"Have you checked?" Gabriel asked lightly.
"Boss, all the fighters in tonight's match, including their managers, are here." It is said that it is the fighter's profile, but in fact the so-called fighter's profile is just the boxer's own nickname, but there are many profiles of the manager. The information of super boxers will be enriched because of post-organization.
"Is that all?" Gabriel asked after glancing at the list of fighters on the screen.
"Yes, boss, that's all." The man nodded in response.
Bull murmured for a while, his eyes fixed on the screen, from top to bottom, not missing a single one.
Suddenly, he stopped on a boxer's nickname.
"What's the matter with this boxer, there are three matches of the same level today?" Gabriel's eyes suddenly widened, and he was fixed on the screen.
The boxer's nickname on the screen was exactly that - Iron Fist.
Gabriel stared closely at the boxer Iron Fist, and began to operate in his hands, calling out the manager of Iron Fist.
"Who is this person?" Gabriel asked the man, pointing to Banner's name.
The man looked at it, lost in thought.
"Boss, I seem to have the impression that he is relatively well-known among agents, but I don't know his boss behind the scenes. I need to investigate this." The man did not answer for sure.
"Then go check it out, and dig out as much news as you have!" Gabriel said coldly.
"Yes!" The man nodded and walked out of Gabriel's office slowly.Gabriel sat on his sofa, lost in thought.
After a long time, he said to himself: "It seems that things are not that simple."
<bg头柜子的手机响了。
Zao Wou-ki, who had been standing on the balcony watching the night scene, walked in leisurely, picked up the phone, and pressed the connect button.
Immediately, Banner's high-pitched laughter came from the phone.
"Zhao, are you here?" Banner seemed to be in good spirits.
Zhao Wou-ki laughed twice, and said with a slight smile: "I arrived early, and now I am in the suite of Qiangweihua Hotel."
"Excellent," Banner said loudly. "Now, you go downstairs! Let's go together."
"No problem!" Zao Wou-ki turned off his phone. Under the light, his bare upper body was glowing like a piece of copper. Majestic, as if the real thing.
"Tonight belongs to me." Zhao Wou-ki raised the corner of his mouth and said to himself.
The corridors of the hotel are bright and transparent.
Zao Wou-ki walked into the elevator and went straight to the first floor of the hotel.
With a sound of "ding", open it.
Zhao Wou-ki stepped out of the elevator, the lobby outside the elevator and the square in front of the hotel were filled with radiance, completely different from the deserted appearance during the day.
Shouting loudly, Zao Wou-ki followed the sound and saw Banner sitting on the sofa in the hotel lobby, greeting him loudly.
Before Zao Wou-ki walked over, Banner hurriedly ran all the way to Zao Wou-ki's side.
After arriving at Zao Wou-ki's side, Banner whispered, "There are two entrances to the underground boxing ring, one is the underground parking lot, and the other is the elevator here.
Banner pointed to the elevator and asked, "Shall we enter the elevator?"
The two waited until the elevator door opened, then walked into the elevator.
The elevator is very ordinary, and there is no button leading to the underground. Banner smiled and took out a card from his pocket and inserted it into an inconspicuous card slot in the elevator. Suddenly, the elevator made a "boom" and began to move downward. with.
Zhao Wou-ki looked at all this indifferently, and thought to himself: "It seems that this place is relatively secret, and ordinary guests don't have this card, so they can't go to the underground boxing arena no matter what."
Banner said to Zao Wou-ki while the elevator was going down: "Zhao, there are several types of cards here, your card representing boxer status is one type, my manager's card is another type, and there are other cards. It is the credit card of the customers, which is the most numerous and the most varied."
As he was talking, the elevator stopped suddenly.
The elevator doors slowly opened to both sides, and the front was completely dark, except for the shining light on the wall.
Banner walked in front and pushed the two closed doors open. Immediately, noisy voices and bright lights poured out.It's like walking into another world.
"Sir, please come this way." An energetic voice came, and a woman in a rough dress guided the two of them to go inside. A credit card machine was waiting for them not far away.
After Banner swiped his card on the machine, Banner's basic information immediately appeared on the screen of the machine. Afterwards, Banner looked at Zao Wou-ki, so Zao Wou-ki took out his card and swiped it again.
After Zao Wou-ki swiped his ID card into the machine, a prompt sound came from the machine.
"Boxer No. ****—Iron Fist, you will participate in an e-level boxing match at No. [-] boxing ring at [-]:[-] tonight, please get ready."
"Zhao, there is still an hour." Banner raised his wrist and looked at it.
"Well, it's still early, I'll look around." Zhao Wou-ki nodded and said.
"Alright." Banner agreed, and he also found a lounge to rest for a while, which was a room exclusively for agents to rest.
Watching Banner disappear around the corner, Zao Wou-ki raised his eyes and looked around.
There are more than a dozen boxing rings distributed in the huge hall in front of them. The appearance of the boxing rings is no different from that of ordinary boxing matches. They are all square and surrounded by elastic guardrails.
There are already boxers competing on the boxing ring at this moment, and the boxing ring under the boxing match is full of people at this moment. Although there are chairs not far from them to sit down, they still stand all the time. He watched, watching the two boxers on the ring hissing and shouting.
In a short while, there will be winners and losers in this match. The winner raises his arms high, panting heavily, and the loser falls unconscious on the ring.
At this time, the audience who were watching and betting all of a sudden dispersed, and flocked to another boxing ring.
This is the characteristic of low-level boxing matches. The audience only recognizes the winners and losers but not the fighters. Maybe the fighters here will say hello to them after they bring them benefits, and they will scold them when they lose.
Zao Wou-ki looked at everything in front of him, turned around and left, he saw an area marked "Fighter Preparation Area", he walked away.
To put it bluntly, the preparation area is the place where boxers stay before the game.
Low-level boxers are the most numerous and the most diverse, there are all kinds of people, they naturally cannot have the same treatment as high-level boxers, high-level boxers not only have a dedicated lounge, but also a whole team to serve them, but low-level boxers Boxers can only be crowded in the preparation room, and the level of low-level boxers is limited to the level of street fighting. Maybe this one wins today, and tomorrow there may be new people who will defeat this person. There are very few people who stand out, of course. , does not rule out the existence of masters, after all, high-level boxers also start to rise step by step from low-level boxers.
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In the living room, the hot wind blows.
Boxers in twos and threes, with bare arms, sat casually on the scattered chairs in the lounge. The sparse sports equipment in the distance was occupied by several people, and they were exercising in full swing.
The body types of these boxers are not particularly outstanding, Zhao Wou-ki actually saw a few thin boxers exist.
Zao Wou-ki saw the victorious boxer he just saw on the ring walking slowly into the rest area with drooping feet. Many boxers laughed loudly when they saw him: "Congratulations, you came back alive."
The boxer smiled wryly, waved his hand, took out the card from his pocket, and inquired about the reward for this match. After a while, his amount was displayed on the screen.
"Ten thousand dollars?!" Many people exclaimed.
"That's not bad, it's actually ten thousand dollars." Several boxers put their hands on his shoulders and said enviously.
For people like them, it is really not easy to get [-] US dollars in a fight. They are all small people in the lower society of New York, and they have no big ambitions. Many boxers are looking for temporary agents, that is, the ones who have not signed a contract period. They are more free and can stop after a fight, but they have to pay a high fee for each fight. Temporary broker.
When Zao Wou-ki came in, no one paid attention, but a few boxers' eyes stayed on Zhao Wou-ki's black tights stretched out by his muscles, and they were all secretly dumbfounded.
"Give way." Suddenly, a cold voice came.
Zhao Wou-ki frowned, looked back, and saw a tall and strong man standing behind Zhao Wou-ki, said coldly.
This tall and strong man has long blond hair, a square and long face, and looks extremely intimidating.
The lounge suddenly fell silent, and many people looked at this person in fear.
Zhao Wou-ki looked back with indifferent eyes, which made that person feel uncomfortable.
"Please step aside." The man repeated again.
Zhao Wou-ki raised his brows and moved away.
He will not fight because of a word.
That person stared deeply at Zhao Wuji, then left with a sneer.
Hearing the murmurs of other people, Zhao Wuji faintly heard some information about this person.
This person is said to be the most promising boxer to advance. Tonight, he will usher in the third boxing match. That is to say, after tonight's fight, he will advance.
"No wonder it's so crazy." Zhao Wuji thought to himself.
If he didn't meet him in the boxing match today, he would be considered lucky, but if he met him, then he would be embarrassed.
Zhao Wou-ki smiled lightly, a crazy person would be unlucky to meet him.
With Banner's approach, it is impossible to arrange those pure novices for him, and he, a boxer who is just about to advance, is very likely to become his opponent.
"Interesting!"
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"Have you checked?" Gabriel asked lightly.
"Boss, all the fighters in tonight's match, including their managers, are here." It is said that it is the fighter's profile, but in fact the so-called fighter's profile is just the boxer's own nickname, but there are many profiles of the manager. The information of super boxers will be enriched because of post-organization.
"Is that all?" Gabriel asked after glancing at the list of fighters on the screen.
"Yes, boss, that's all." The man nodded in response.
Bull murmured for a while, his eyes fixed on the screen, from top to bottom, not missing a single one.
Suddenly, he stopped on a boxer's nickname.
"What's the matter with this boxer, there are three matches of the same level today?" Gabriel's eyes suddenly widened, and he was fixed on the screen.
The boxer's nickname on the screen was exactly that - Iron Fist.
Gabriel stared closely at the boxer Iron Fist, and began to operate in his hands, calling out the manager of Iron Fist.
"Who is this person?" Gabriel asked the man, pointing to Banner's name.
The man looked at it, lost in thought.
"Boss, I seem to have the impression that he is relatively well-known among agents, but I don't know his boss behind the scenes. I need to investigate this." The man did not answer for sure.
"Then go check it out, and dig out as much news as you have!" Gabriel said coldly.
"Yes!" The man nodded and walked out of Gabriel's office slowly.Gabriel sat on his sofa, lost in thought.
After a long time, he said to himself: "It seems that things are not that simple."
<bg头柜子的手机响了。
Zao Wou-ki, who had been standing on the balcony watching the night scene, walked in leisurely, picked up the phone, and pressed the connect button.
Immediately, Banner's high-pitched laughter came from the phone.
"Zhao, are you here?" Banner seemed to be in good spirits.
Zhao Wou-ki laughed twice, and said with a slight smile: "I arrived early, and now I am in the suite of Qiangweihua Hotel."
"Excellent," Banner said loudly. "Now, you go downstairs! Let's go together."
"No problem!" Zao Wou-ki turned off his phone. Under the light, his bare upper body was glowing like a piece of copper. Majestic, as if the real thing.
"Tonight belongs to me." Zhao Wou-ki raised the corner of his mouth and said to himself.
The corridors of the hotel are bright and transparent.
Zao Wou-ki walked into the elevator and went straight to the first floor of the hotel.
With a sound of "ding", open it.
Zhao Wou-ki stepped out of the elevator, the lobby outside the elevator and the square in front of the hotel were filled with radiance, completely different from the deserted appearance during the day.
Shouting loudly, Zao Wou-ki followed the sound and saw Banner sitting on the sofa in the hotel lobby, greeting him loudly.
Before Zao Wou-ki walked over, Banner hurriedly ran all the way to Zao Wou-ki's side.
After arriving at Zao Wou-ki's side, Banner whispered, "There are two entrances to the underground boxing ring, one is the underground parking lot, and the other is the elevator here.
Banner pointed to the elevator and asked, "Shall we enter the elevator?"
The two waited until the elevator door opened, then walked into the elevator.
The elevator is very ordinary, and there is no button leading to the underground. Banner smiled and took out a card from his pocket and inserted it into an inconspicuous card slot in the elevator. Suddenly, the elevator made a "boom" and began to move downward. with.
Zhao Wou-ki looked at all this indifferently, and thought to himself: "It seems that this place is relatively secret, and ordinary guests don't have this card, so they can't go to the underground boxing arena no matter what."
Banner said to Zao Wou-ki while the elevator was going down: "Zhao, there are several types of cards here, your card representing boxer status is one type, my manager's card is another type, and there are other cards. It is the credit card of the customers, which is the most numerous and the most varied."
As he was talking, the elevator stopped suddenly.
The elevator doors slowly opened to both sides, and the front was completely dark, except for the shining light on the wall.
Banner walked in front and pushed the two closed doors open. Immediately, noisy voices and bright lights poured out.It's like walking into another world.
"Sir, please come this way." An energetic voice came, and a woman in a rough dress guided the two of them to go inside. A credit card machine was waiting for them not far away.
After Banner swiped his card on the machine, Banner's basic information immediately appeared on the screen of the machine. Afterwards, Banner looked at Zao Wou-ki, so Zao Wou-ki took out his card and swiped it again.
After Zao Wou-ki swiped his ID card into the machine, a prompt sound came from the machine.
"Boxer No. ****—Iron Fist, you will participate in an e-level boxing match at No. [-] boxing ring at [-]:[-] tonight, please get ready."
"Zhao, there is still an hour." Banner raised his wrist and looked at it.
"Well, it's still early, I'll look around." Zhao Wou-ki nodded and said.
"Alright." Banner agreed, and he also found a lounge to rest for a while, which was a room exclusively for agents to rest.
Watching Banner disappear around the corner, Zao Wou-ki raised his eyes and looked around.
There are more than a dozen boxing rings distributed in the huge hall in front of them. The appearance of the boxing rings is no different from that of ordinary boxing matches. They are all square and surrounded by elastic guardrails.
There are already boxers competing on the boxing ring at this moment, and the boxing ring under the boxing match is full of people at this moment. Although there are chairs not far from them to sit down, they still stand all the time. He watched, watching the two boxers on the ring hissing and shouting.
In a short while, there will be winners and losers in this match. The winner raises his arms high, panting heavily, and the loser falls unconscious on the ring.
At this time, the audience who were watching and betting all of a sudden dispersed, and flocked to another boxing ring.
This is the characteristic of low-level boxing matches. The audience only recognizes the winners and losers but not the fighters. Maybe the fighters here will say hello to them after they bring them benefits, and they will scold them when they lose.
Zao Wou-ki looked at everything in front of him, turned around and left, he saw an area marked "Fighter Preparation Area", he walked away.
To put it bluntly, the preparation area is the place where boxers stay before the game.
Low-level boxers are the most numerous and the most diverse, there are all kinds of people, they naturally cannot have the same treatment as high-level boxers, high-level boxers not only have a dedicated lounge, but also a whole team to serve them, but low-level boxers Boxers can only be crowded in the preparation room, and the level of low-level boxers is limited to the level of street fighting. Maybe this one wins today, and tomorrow there may be new people who will defeat this person. There are very few people who stand out, of course. , does not rule out the existence of masters, after all, high-level boxers also start to rise step by step from low-level boxers.
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In the living room, the hot wind blows.
Boxers in twos and threes, with bare arms, sat casually on the scattered chairs in the lounge. The sparse sports equipment in the distance was occupied by several people, and they were exercising in full swing.
The body types of these boxers are not particularly outstanding, Zhao Wou-ki actually saw a few thin boxers exist.
Zao Wou-ki saw the victorious boxer he just saw on the ring walking slowly into the rest area with drooping feet. Many boxers laughed loudly when they saw him: "Congratulations, you came back alive."
The boxer smiled wryly, waved his hand, took out the card from his pocket, and inquired about the reward for this match. After a while, his amount was displayed on the screen.
"Ten thousand dollars?!" Many people exclaimed.
"That's not bad, it's actually ten thousand dollars." Several boxers put their hands on his shoulders and said enviously.
For people like them, it is really not easy to get [-] US dollars in a fight. They are all small people in the lower society of New York, and they have no big ambitions. Many boxers are looking for temporary agents, that is, the ones who have not signed a contract period. They are more free and can stop after a fight, but they have to pay a high fee for each fight. Temporary broker.
When Zao Wou-ki came in, no one paid attention, but a few boxers' eyes stayed on Zhao Wou-ki's black tights stretched out by his muscles, and they were all secretly dumbfounded.
"Give way." Suddenly, a cold voice came.
Zhao Wou-ki frowned, looked back, and saw a tall and strong man standing behind Zhao Wou-ki, said coldly.
This tall and strong man has long blond hair, a square and long face, and looks extremely intimidating.
The lounge suddenly fell silent, and many people looked at this person in fear.
Zhao Wou-ki looked back with indifferent eyes, which made that person feel uncomfortable.
"Please step aside." The man repeated again.
Zhao Wou-ki raised his brows and moved away.
He will not fight because of a word.
That person stared deeply at Zhao Wuji, then left with a sneer.
Hearing the murmurs of other people, Zhao Wuji faintly heard some information about this person.
This person is said to be the most promising boxer to advance. Tonight, he will usher in the third boxing match. That is to say, after tonight's fight, he will advance.
"No wonder it's so crazy." Zhao Wuji thought to himself.
If he didn't meet him in the boxing match today, he would be considered lucky, but if he met him, then he would be embarrassed.
Zhao Wou-ki smiled lightly, a crazy person would be unlucky to meet him.
With Banner's approach, it is impossible to arrange those pure novices for him, and he, a boxer who is just about to advance, is very likely to become his opponent.
"Interesting!"
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