The strongest punctual system

Chapter 62 Becoming a Boxer

Looking at the other party again, he was sure that this person was Song Zitao, so Zhang Liang closed his eyes slightly, unable to figure out how Song Zitao would appear here and be beaten up like this.

"Go away! Don't meddle in other people's business, or I will even hit you!"

A few people came out of the alley, a total of 6 or 6 guys who looked very strong. They should also be members of the club and boxers.

This made Zhang Liang feel curious.

Is it to fight on stage and form a grudge against each other?Settle accounts after autumn?

Or is it some other reason?
Zhang Liang didn't have much, and wanted to take a step back so as not to cause trouble.

"Song Zitao, everyone said that you don't drink toasts and fine wines. You are a damned guy. I told you that, but you just keep doing it. We have to lose money?"

"Isn't it? In our business, whoever doesn't obey the rules will suffer. Are you out on the first day? You deserve it this time. Don't blame the brothers for being rude. That's your own fault. "

Six people had already come to Song Zitao, looking down on them.

Song Zitao tried to struggle to get up from the ground, but failed several times. Finally, he lay down on the ground, watched the six people, and gritted his teeth: "I box for myself, and I won't fight for anyone!"

"Song Zitao, if you say you are stupid, you are stupid. You don't know the current affairs. In the future, don't hang around in this club. You won't be able to hang out at all. Today is my brother's shot, but next time someone else makes a shot, it may not be so much." You're welcome!"

While talking, the man kicked Song Zitao again, and rolled Song Zitao on the ground. This time, he couldn't get up at all. He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and these people left indignantly. .

Zhang Liang didn't leave, he was concerned about Song Zitao's current situation from afar.

"Do you want to call the ambulance for you?" Zhang Liang said lightly.

Song Zitao glanced at Zhang Liang and shook his head slightly.

It seemed that the shaking of the head made his body hurt again. His face twitched and he gritted his teeth to endure the pain. It took a long time before he recovered.

"What is this situation again? You should all know each other. Why did you suddenly attack you?"

Zhang Liang felt quite curious. He has been in this club for the past few days, and he probably knows the situation here. However, he has probably encountered this kind of behavior of starting revenge in the alley a few times, so there is no way. Money people seek revenge and make grudges or something.

It was the first time he saw boxer against boxer.

Song Zitao smiled coldly: "What can there be? If you don't punch fake punches, you will be punished. It's as simple as that."

Even though he was injured, even though his tone sounded like he knew that his body was very uncomfortable, Song Zitao still said this sentence, gritting his teeth to show the hatred in his heart.

"I can also feel that there should be fake punches. After all, this is a place for rich people to entertain. If it is too serious, there is no challenge without winning or losing, and it will be boring to them, especially they need face... "

What I'm trying to say is if everyone does it, why don't you do it?If you have to let yourself fail, you should choose another platform, not such a club.

This place is purely for making money, to make these rich people happy.

Song Zitao seemed to understand what Zhang Liang meant, and ignored Zhang Liang, but the corner of his mouth was still smiling coldly.

Ignoring the reasons, Zhang Liang didn't bother to pay attention to so many things. He originally wanted to leave, but then remembered that he wanted to enter this club to fight boxing to make money, so he squatted down: "How can I become a member of the club? I want to box."

"you?"

Adjusting his breathing, Song Zitao's condition was much better than before, but it was still quite uncomfortable. Now he had to open his eyes when he heard Zhang Liang speak, and looked at it in surprise.

In the short confrontation last time, he also knew that this person was not ordinary, and his strength was even stronger than him.

But this man is a rich man, what kind of boxing does he play?
entertainment?Is it fun?
"What's wrong? I can't fight? Tell me how to become a boxer." Zhang Liang said.

"Wait for me to rest for a while, I'll take you there..."

Song Zitao didn't think much, closed his eyes and continued to adjust his breathing. During this period, many people came out of the club, and many people entered the club.

Regardless of whether they are people entering or leaving, they always take a gentle glance here. Everyone's face is calm, and they seem not to be surprised at all by the scene where Song Zitao is covered in blood and injured everywhere.

It seems that this kind of thing happens often, and the regular customers here have long been used to it.

Zhang Liang didn't understand the reason, and he didn't need to worry about it. Now he just waited quietly for Song Zitao to adjust and recover, so that he could lead him to become a boxer.

However, such a process is simpler than Zhang Liang imagined. In Song Zitao's words, this is not a real boxer. To put it bluntly, it is a stage for performance. This is the reason why the club exists.

All you have to do is simply perform, and the boss will make unified arrangements, lose money when you should lose, and win when you should win, so that you can get the guaranteed salary in the contract.

As for the reward, it is divided into [-]-[-] according to the system.

To put it bluntly, this is a performance program, no different from being an anchor, only the method has changed.

To be honest, Zhang Liang became one of the boxers in this club, which really made him happy for a while, but after knowing the specific situation, he became unhappy again.

Even though he had thought of such a club before, how could it be a real place.

"Are you in this club also for money?" Zhang Liang asked as he walked on the road.

"Otherwise? It's not for money. Who wants to be a monkey here to show those rich people? Do you think I like it? Every time I come, I refuse, and I feel sick, but what can I do? "

Song Zitao was still cold and melancholy, and he completely lost the sense of justice on Zhang Liang's face when he saw him for the first time.

"This place can only be like this. If you choose, you don't have it. This time it was just a mistake. Logically speaking, I should lose, but who knows that the kid who hit me didn't know what happened, and suddenly fell to the ground from fatigue. The result, the result I won……"

Ha ha.

Song Zitao laughed when he said this, very happily.

Zhang Liang could tell that it was his inner anger and helplessness, and it was not his fault, and he was beaten up in the end.

Zhang Liang didn't know how to speak very much, and he didn't know what to say at this time, so he patted him on the shoulder, and that was it.

The two parted ways, and Song Zitao had to go back. Originally, Zhang Liang asked him to get in the car together, and Song Zitao didn't seem to be very happy about it, so the matter came to an end.

Zhang Liang knew that the other party didn't like people like him very much. It was obvious that there was a misunderstanding. Zhang Liang didn't bother to explain so much, after all, it was unnecessary and unnecessary.

The only thing that made Zhang Liang happy today was making him a boxer...

Just thinking about it, I feel a little strange.

(End of this chapter)