The Trainer's Way of Fighting

Chapter 159 Underground Fighting
At about 10 o'clock, under the arrangement of Huo Honghua, a man with a strong body and wearing only a tight vest took Xin Ming and Cheng Che out of the nightclub, boarded a van, and headed to the venue of the competition. drive away.

Cheng Che, who was sitting in the back row, typed on his mobile phone and asked: Who is Huo Honghua?Is it reliable?

Give Xin Ming a look, then delete it immediately.

Xin Ming shook his head, glanced at Ma Zai who was driving in front of him, typed on his mobile phone, and showed Cheng Che sideways: Of course it's not reliable.The minority shareholder of the nightclub has some shares in the underground competition and is an introducer. Don't think too much about it, he is not our target.

Cheng Che thought for a while, and then entered another message: Can't we just go to the competition by ourselves?Do you have to have a middleman to make the difference?You have one, he has one, and the organizer has another one. I feel that I have been exploited a bit too seriously.Hard work money!
No, don't look at the place they are taking us to now, it's unobstructed.But if you go there in a few days, it may be empty, and they will change locations frequently.Xin Ming replied.

Cheng Che gritted his teeth and sent out a message bitterly: When the matter is over, will this kind of person be arrested?

Xin Ming smiled and shook her head, Cheng Che was still a student after all.She typed in a line again: If this kind of person is arrested, it will really be endless.You listen to the order at ease, don't think too much.

Since the law enforcers in these alliances are unwilling to take care of them, then they are not partners of justice, so why should they think so much.Cheng Che turned his head to look at the street scene outside the window. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians and shops, the roads were desolate, and the vehicles were obviously heading towards the suburbs.

The vehicle turned into an industrial area, turned around the park and factory rooms, and finally stopped outside a factory that looked like it had gone bankrupt.As soon as you get off the car, you can see waste equipment piled up randomly around. Some unrecycled construction waste is blown by the wind, rolling around in the open space, making gurgling noises.

"That's it," Ma Tsai said sullenly, "Come with me."

Pushing open a small door, the three walked back and forth into the factory.

Although the inside of the factory is also a dilapidated scene, in the center of the site, several high-power vertical spotlights illuminate the open space brightly. Three cameras are aimed at the site from different angles. More than a dozen staff members are busy debugging the equipment.

A woman with a pretty face and flirtatious make-up, who is scantily dressed and only uses a tube top and hot pants to cover the important parts, is sitting on a folding chair, applying makeup with a makeup mirror placed on an abandoned machine tool. Wear a down jacket for temporary warmth.

"Sister Mei, this is the person Brother Huo asked me to bring today." Ma Zai led the two of them to her and bowed respectfully to report.

"Okay, I got it," Sister Mei carefully drew the eyeliner with the eyebrow pencil, "Brother, right? In the first round of the rookie, he won 1 yuan and lost 5000 yuan. If he dies, he will pay an extra 1000 yuan for burning his body." , don’t care if you’re hurt. Is it okay?”

"No problem," Xin Ming took a step forward and answered first, "I'm the older brother's sister and manager, Tea."

"Hey, the young chick who just debuted actually has an agent. It seems that the 1000 yuan fee for burning the body can't be saved." Sister Mei put the eyebrow pencil into the cosmetic box and opened a purple lipstick. "The agent Watch on one side, big brother go to the venue and wait. The other side will come soon, and the next game will start at 11 o'clock."

She doesn't care about the manager's name, and she doesn't care about the relationship between Xin Ming and Cheng Che, who knows if they are real siblings or fools who were tricked into playing black fists.

About 11 minutes before 10 o'clock, Cheng Che handed over his mobile phone and sundries to Xin Ming, looked around, dragged a wooden box to act as a chair, and sat in the middle of the field with a big horse, and the surrounding staff also No one has an opinion.

After a while, two other men walked into the factory, a thin and short man led the way, and the other held a poke ball in his hand, it seemed that he was the opponent this time.

Cheng Che could clearly feel his body, and his emotions gradually became excited. It was one thing to compete as a trainer, but another thing to play by himself, and there was a world of difference between training and actual combat.

"Turn on the camera, confirm the live broadcast signal, start work, start work," Sister Mei threw the down jacket on the back of the chair, and loudly directed the staff to start working, "Who is that? Brother, stand up and put the box under your butt Throw it away and get ready to fight."

"Oh."

Clap, the box was thrown far away.

Later, people stood outside the field and pressed the poke ball, and a gray, human-shaped elf with three tile-like objects on the top of its head appeared in the field-Wrist Power.

Sister Mei, who was dressed coolly, walked into the arena with a microphone and high heels. The expression on her face changed from gloomy to sweet in an instant, "Audience, the third fight of today is about to begin."

Outside the field, where the cameras couldn't see it, a field manager held up a board to remind them, with the nicknames and achievements of Cheng Che and Wrist Li written on it.

"Standing on my left is the wrist strength that has won three battles and one of which broke the opponent's arm with a single blow, nicknamed super power."

Sister Mei kept some distance from it, and she didn't know if these wild elves would suddenly go berserk or attack humans.The security guards on my side are two senior-level elves kept in the elf ball. If it is too late, I will be out of luck.

"Standing on my right is a newcomer who has just debuted, nicknamed Senior Brother. I saw with my own eyes that he exploded a sandbag with one punch."

As sister Mei introduced, she wiped Cheng Che's arm with the towering mountains. She has nothing to fear from humans. This is her territory, and humans can always maintain their rationality.

"Let's place your bets now. Is it a super power or a big brother?" Sister Mei swayed towards a camera, leaning over to reveal a deep career line, "The audience who bet the most this month will get the chance to spend a good night with me oh."

Cheng Che, who was exercising his hands and feet, was completely stunned. Is this nima organizing black fists, or selling sex?
He glanced at Xin Ming, who also covered his face, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at him, speechless, and didn't know whether he wanted to care about it after the task was completed.

A minute or two later, Sister Mei, who was posing in front of the camera for a while, walked back to the arena, and the stage manager who raised the sign this time raised the bet amount on Cheng Che and Elf.

Big brother: 146 million.

Superpower: 378 million.

Sister Mei, who turned her back to the camera, clicked her tongue, she seemed dissatisfied with the amount, she turned around and smiled again: "It seems that everyone is more optimistic about super powers with victories. There are still 30 seconds to bet, Don't hesitate any longer."

With the sound of passionate background music, the staff thumped a gong, and sister Mei walked out of the field backwards, and at the same time shouted loudly: "The fight begins!"

(End of this chapter)