Super Crazy Son-in-Law

"Mr. Lin, the fifth master is waiting for you in the lounge!" Yang Li led the way, led Lin Xiao through the noisy crowd and walked carefully to the lounge.

In the middle of the noisy ring is a challenge arena surrounded by iron cages. Two strong men with red fruit's upper body are fighting desperately. There were cheers one after another, and excited and cruel faces filled the whole space.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Tank! I'll watch you!"

There are women wearing sexy clothes, waving the little inside that they just took off, shouting desperately at the men who have the upper hand on the stage. Their red eyes are full of excitement and desire.

Bang bang!

The scene of boxing to meat in the challenge arena made people's adrenals soar, and more aroused the audience's beast like emotion.

Bang!

Finally someone fell, flesh and blood blurred, and there was no life.

"Roar!" The strong man waved his arms and shouted at the audience, showing his strong biceps.

Lin Xiao frowned slightly. The blood here was unexpected.

"Mr. Lin, here we are!" Yang Li took Lin Xiao to an iron gate, stopped slowly and stood aside.

Lin Xiao nodded, opened the door and went in.

"Hahaha... The boxers Mr. Zhong brought today are really extraordinary. They even beat me three good fighters." Xiang Wuye's voice is very forthright and uplifting.

A gloomy voice was a little stuffy and said with a smile: "I heard that there are many good players in Zhennan. I'm too modest to the fifth master. Now the tank on the field is good and powerful."

"Hehe, the tank has been in the limelight recently. It has won ten games in a row. The odds are very high." Said to five lightly.

"Let him fight with the madman later. It's estimated that it will detonate the atmosphere at the scene."

"It seems that Mr. Zhong is trying to hit my court today," he said half jokingly and half seriously

"Hahaha, I dare not!"

"But then again, Mr. Zhong is the most powerful one? He was called the judge of life and death when he fought all over the underground fist ring in Haikou City..."

"Hehe, it's all in the past. Don't mention it!" Mr. Zhong smiled.

Between the two, Lin Xiao had walked in.

"Brother Lin!" As soon as he brightened his eyes, he waved to him, "come here and introduce it to your friend!"

Next to the fifth master sat a burly man, who was Mr. Zhong in his mouth.

"Fifth master! You're not bad." Lin Xiao sat aside, impolitely grabbed the beer cup on the table, looked up and poured it into his mouth.

A thin man behind Mr. Zhong frowned and said coldly, "that's the wine for Mr. Zhong!"

Lin Xiao glanced at him and took another sip.

"You want to die!"

Mr. Zhong spoke and said with a smile, "madman, don't be unreasonable. This is the friend of the fifth master!"

"Hum!" The madman stared at Lin Xiao coldly. "I don't know the greatness of heaven and earth. I think I can be arrogant if I have a relationship with the fifth master. Do you know who this is in front of me?"

Lin Xiao smiled. As soon as he arrived, someone threatened him. He couldn't help sarcastic: "sorry, I don't know!"

"Do you want to beat him?" The madman stepped out, pointed to Lin Xiao and shouted, "be polite!"

"All right, all right!" Xiang Wu was embarrassed and hurriedly advised, "madman, this is Doctor Lin, who saved my life."

The madman stared at Lin Xiao coldly for three seconds and said with a sneer, "look at the face of the fifth master, I don't care about you. I'll see some eyes in the future."

Lin Xiao laughed angrily. The boy was called a madman and his behavior was crazy. He couldn't help laughing and said, "where's the dog barking?"

"What are you talking about?" The madman stepped out and stared at Lin Xiao fiercely. His fist was as big as a sandbag.

"Madman!" Xiang Wu looked a little unhappy, "step back."

"Hum!" The madman bit his teeth and retreated. The madness in his eyebrows was very obvious. He shook his head and gave Lin Xiao a gesture to wipe his neck.

Mr. Zhong didn't stop or advise from beginning to end. He said as if he didn't take it seriously: "well, fifth master, it's time to get down to business. The madman is excited. Let him play."

"Yes!" Xiang Wu stood up, smiled at Lin Xiao, then waved his hand and motioned to his men to arrange a boxing match.

The underground boxing match of hundreds of spectators can bring a lot of income to Xiang Wu. He set up gambling outside the field, and each bet exceeds millions. The audience is very crazy. These people are happy without blood and violence, and everyone may throw a lot of money.

The tank won another game, which was his tenth victory in the underground boxing match. Each game ended with knocking down the other party. His absolute strength made his confidence expand unprecedentedly. He roared in the arena, causing a wave of roaring of the audience.

When Xiang Wu and others came out, the tank was more excited. He waved his fist at him desperately, staring at the madman all the time.

"Hum!" The madman smiled contemptuously without paying any attention to the tank.

A chair was prepared in the front row of the field, took Lin Xiao and Mr. Zhong to the fifth, and waved to Yang Li.

Yang Li immediately entered the challenge arena and introduced the next match to the audience.

"Friends!" Yang Li shouted with a microphone, "today we invite a king of underground boxing, who once won the gold belt of boxing champion. We call him... Madman!"

"Madman?"

"Who?"

People obviously don't know any crazy people. They only know tanks.

"Madman? It sounds like a cow, but I don't know how strong I am!"

"I heard that he came from Haikou. He was very famous. He won 36 games, Ko his opponent 35 times, and killed his opponent several times."

"So powerful?"

The madman held up his fists wrapped in cotton cloth, walked out proudly, stood in front of Mr. Zhong, bowed, and then swaggered onto the challenge arena.

The tank made a provocative muscle pose at him, and the voice on the field immediately reached the top, like the wind roaring.

Before the war, there are five minutes for the audience to bet, that is to bet on winning or losing. The more you win, the less you see.

"I bet the tank wins!" A fat middle-aged man, flushed, grabbed a stack of banknotes, smashed them heavily on the betting table, and proudly raised a middle finger at the madman.

"I bet on tanks, too!"

Immediately out of a dozen people, all bet on the tank to win. They are loyal fans of the tank. Since the tank appeared in the underground ring, they have been paying attention to it and know that the tank is an extremely powerful boxer.

The strength and speed of the tank crush most boxers of the same age. A heavy punch can easily kill an adult. Moreover, the tank is tough enough to fight without killing. There are not so many tricks. As long as he seizes the opportunity, he will definitely hit it with a set of heavy fists of death.

Most people on the field will bet on tanks to win. Compared with thin madmen, tanks occupy a great advantage in terms of fame and size.

"Hum!" The madman didn't care, but became more excited. He shook his fingers at the tank and said contemptuously, "kill you in a minute!"

"Asshole! What are you talking about?" The tank roared, pushed the referee away and shouted at the madman.

The madman held his chest in his hands, was not nervous at all, and the contempt on his face was very obvious.

The referee saw that the situation was wrong. There was a strong smell of gunpowder on both sides. It was possible to start fighting at any time. He quickly stepped back and shouted, "the game will start right away!"

The wagers also nervously returned to the stands to pay attention to the upcoming game.

"Brother Lin, who do you think will win?" Xiang Wu leaned back on his chair and looked at Lin Xiao with a smile.