Mr. Lu's Exclusive Sweet Wedding

Chapter 853 Underground Boxing Arena
In a theme bar on the outskirts of the imperial capital, the music was deafening, and the air was filled with the strong smell of alcohol and tobacco.

Many women in sexy clothes shuttled around the bar, looking for their targets tonight.

Some, even dressed as bunny girls and in various uniforms, flirt with men wantonly.

The bar is huge and has a luxurious atmosphere.

The moment Luo Zhihan walked in with Yan Zhiming, he almost choked.

I'm used to the quiet environment of Ye Weiyang, but when I come here again, I feel a bit smoky.

He frowned slightly, "Is it right here?"

Yan Zhiming nodded, "Well, I came here once with a friend. The scene looked very intense. It is said that there are retired world-class players participating, but the odds are very low..."

"What odds?"

Hearing Luo Zhihan's doubtful question, Yan Zhiming explained: "That is, the organizer will announce the players of each game, and then open the market to sit on the banker. Later, we can also bet on the players we like..."

Just punching, the scene is naturally not so intense, and with some big hits, it is even more exciting.

Hearing this, Luo Zhihan nodded lightly, "Let's go..."

There are all kinds of people in this bar, and even some men look at him with disgusting eyes.

If it wasn't for breaking the law, I really wanted to gouge out that man's eyes.

Yan Zhiming nodded and led the way.

A few minutes later, the two entered the underground boxing ring.

In an instant, the eardrums of the two were almost deafened.

It seems that the contestants haven't played yet, but the scene is very hot, and there are endless discussions.

"Which one do you think is better, Artest or Sister Ba?"

"I think it's Artest. I heard that he used to be a professional boxer, and he just retired..."

"I also think he will win. The odds are only [-] to [-]. I shouldn't make much money today..."

"If you think it's too little, you can bet on Sister Ba, one to twenty, if she wins, you can make a lot of money..."

"Hehe... Forget it... This domineering sister just came out recently. Although she hasn't lost before, who knows what will happen to her against professional boxers..."

In the discussion of those around, Yan Zhiming brought Luo Zhihan to the third row.

He explained in a low voice: "Because I came here temporarily today, the VIP seats in front have been reserved and cannot be changed. If you are interested, next time we will sit at the front..."

Luo Zhihan waved his hand, "It's okay, I'll just take a look..."

It was the first time for him to come to such a place, and everything around him looked a little strange.

Just when Luo Zhihan was lost in his own thoughts, he suddenly heard a mocking voice.

"Hey, who do I think this is? It turns out to be Second Young Master Luo...

Why, it can't be seen that Second Young Master Luo, who has always been pious, is also interested in this kind of thing? "

Hearing this, Luo Zhihan looked up.

Not far in front of him, stood a carefree man, covered in big names and a Patek Philippe watch, the standard rich second generation.

Seeing him, Luo Zhihan frowned.

This man was called Han Feng. The two had known each other since childhood, but their relationship was not very good. It could even be said that they were tit for tat.

The two have disliked each other since they were young, as long as it is something Luo Zhihan likes, Han Feng will grab it, and every time they meet, they have to choke each other, anyway, it is an inexplicable personality disagreement.

From elementary school to junior high school, and then to high school, I never said a few words calmly.

(End of this chapter)