Heaven's Last Big Boss

Summary:

The catastrophe came, and the surface of Blue Star turned into a desert, and the remaining human beings relied on the city island shrouded in energy to survive.

Some people say that the doomsday virus is a lie, and it is the selfish desires of the people who have swallowed up the prosperous society.

Some people also say that it is not the so-called biochemical monsters that are causing trouble in the world today, but monsters from mythology.

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(Chapter 1: Boxer)

The dean said that everyone has two faces.

Zhou Mo didn't understand the meaning of this sentence when he was a child, but after suffering too much, he regarded this sentence as a golden rule.

Just like himself.

When he has no personal work, Zhou Mo is an ordinary convenience store employee; he wears blue and white vertical stripe work clothes every day, works six hours at a remote convenience store site, and can receive a good salary regularly .

And when he receives a call to appear, arrives at the remote Third Industrial Island, and walks into this dark and rust-covered lounge, he will become another person.

become aggressive, become aggressive;

And there is a force running up and down all over his body.

Opening his exclusive locker, he took off his coat, trousers, inner lining, and peaked cap. Zhou Mo, who looked thin in his clothes, revealed his muscular body.

Especially in these two thighs, the biceps femoris and semitendinosus muscles are clearly defined and perfectly proportioned.

Dressing up is also very simple, put on the big black pants with glossy surface, put on the hoodie with skull print, put on the hat, pull down the brim of the hat, and a set of battle robes is neatly dressed.

He walked to the old sofa facing the iron door and sat down.

Lean forward, put your hands and fingers interlaced in front of your mouth and nose, and start to adjust your breathing rate.

Messy human voices came in through the gap in the iron door, there were men's roars, women's screams, and the host's messy shouts with a leaky receiver.

Zhou Mo's mind is calm, without any disturbance.

For Zhou Mo, this is just another high-risk job.

dong dong!

The iron gate was smashed twice, Zhou Mo stood up, bowed his head and walked behind the iron gate.

"The next one is the invincible boxer who is still strong after a hundred fights, with a winning rate of 70.00%!

"Wu Di—"

The iron door was pulled open, and a beam of spotlights came head-on.

Zhou Mo clenched his right hand and slowly raised it high, and the crowded crowd under the square ring gave out a neat cry.

"Wu Di!"

"Wu Di!"

Just like artists have their own stage names and office workers have their own nicknames, Wu Di is Zhou Mo's nickname.

He walked a few steps barefoot, and slowly lowered his raised fist.

Surrounded by crowds screaming crazily while clutching bills, most of the bills had the word Wu Di printed on them.

According to his habit of appearing on the stage, Zhou Mo didn't look at the surrounding crowd.

These gamblers who came to this secret boxing arena didn't know that the outcome had already been decided half an hour ago.

The work call to Zhou Mo usually tells him whether to win or lose the game, how many rounds to last, and how to fall.

Today I fought bare fist, and I lost after six rounds.

Generally speaking, the dealer will let him win a few games in a row to increase the odds, and then find him an opponent with a good foundation but a few consecutive losses;

Next, Zhou Mo will make a precise mistake in the fierce collision, fall into the disadvantage, and then lose a boxing match logically, completing a harvest cycle.

This is not the playing field, this is the darkest corner of the city.

Jumping onto the boxing ring, Zhou Mo took off his coat and began to warm up briefly.

He glanced at the stands on the second floor. The dealer was wearing a clean white suit and held up the champagne that had been opened in advance.

Zhou Mo didn't respond. He looked away and looked at the burly man wrapped in a sweatshirt who was getting through the rope.

Have you changed your opponent temporarily?

Zhou Mo frowned slightly, identifying the man's identity.

The circle of black boxing is not big. The man in front of me seems to have seen it in some videos. He should not be a boxer in this city...

The opponent slowly raised his head;

A square face full of scars, because of the red glowing mechanical prosthetic eye on the left, looks even more terrifying.

The man smiled, like a lion locked on its prey, and slowly took off his coat, revealing his left arm wrapped in silver metal, and his explosive muscles.

The two sides are not of the same magnitude at all.

Moreover, this big man has obviously undergone body modification, using alloys to strengthen his fists, elbows, arms, and knees.

A living killing machine!

Zhou Mo frowned secretly.

This kind of opponent...

It's not the price that the dealer said on the previous call.

The shouts below paused, as if they felt that the duel was a bit unfair.

But within a few seconds, a more restless shout appeared below, almost toppled the place, but the shout became:

"The Lion King!"

"The Lion King!"

Zhou Mo's expression was gloomy. He glanced at the French windows on the second floor. The man in the white suit was no longer inside. There were only a few security personnel in uniform.

The Lion King made a beheading gesture to Zhou Mo, and grinned, revealing two rows of jagged teeth.

Zhou Mo exhaled softly, and glanced at the exit out of the corner of his eye, where there were more than a dozen strong men in uniform.

What's worse, more than 20 thugs with cold eyes appeared around the ring, holding sharp knives in their hands.

It seems that today is not just a loss.

"I surrender!"

The sudden shouts from the boxers on the stage made the surrounding crowd visibly taken aback.

Zhou Mo didn't dare to delay any longer, he was about to turn over and jump out of the rope immediately.

But the lion king on the opposite side roared fiercely, and the two-meter-high majestic body rushed over. The huge body exploded with amazing speed, and the clenched left fist hit Zhou Mo's nose!

Shaking his head and dodging, Zhou Mo responded almost instinctively.

He slammed his body down, raised his arms to protect the basin, and resisted the opponent's subsequent fast attack.

The body trembles continuously with the frequency of the opponent's punches.

The lion king slammed Zhou Mo's right arm with an elbow. Zhou Mo's body flew straight across, was stopped by the rope, and rolled to the ground in a bit of embarrassment.

The lion king raised his hands high, signaling to the surrounding crowd.

The shouts around became more and more frenzied, and the excited crowd seemed to overturn the boxing ring with sound waves.

Zhou Mo immediately jumped up, turned his head and spat out blood foam, his body center of gravity moved down, his fists were raised in front of him, and his feet began to beat lightly according to the rhythm.

It seemed that only by defeating this guy would he have a chance to 'talk' with the dealer again.

This is the only way to survive tonight!

Zhou Mo exhaled a turbid breath, feeling the strength of his limbs and bones slowly increasing, which was also the main reason why he didn't dislike the underground black fist.

Seeing this, the lion king showed a satisfied smile, his body leaped forward again, and his left hook was extremely powerful.

Zhou Mo kept swaying and dodging sideways, moving his feet back and forth, but this time he dodged the opponent's fast attack.

But Zhou Mo didn't punch back.

He was waiting for the other party to show a gap.

The Lion King punched a few times, Zhou Mo dodged to the left with a short body, but his right hand poked out a strange angle, got into the gap between the Lion King's fists and grabbed the Lion King's prosthetic eye!

Thumbs down hard!

"what--"

Amidst the screams, a few drops of blood burst out from the mechanical prosthetic eyes of the two-meter-tall man!

He roared, and rounded his fists and hit the 'short' in front of him.

Zhou Mo dodged backwards, gathered strength under his feet, and hit the rope with his back!

This is his common move. He adjusts the direction with the force of his legs, avoids to the side with the rebound force of the rope, and launches the next round of attack from the side.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed across the stage!

Zhou Mo glanced at the crowd below, and at the moment, the man closest to him took out a dagger and slashed at his right ankle!

Before he could dodge in time, he instinctively raised his foot, his body was bounced by the rope, and he slammed directly into the arms of the lion king.

The lion king was almost insane under the stimulation of the severe pain. Zhou Mo's raised arm was slammed open with his iron fist, and Zhou Mo was surrounded by two big hands, and he hit his knee violently!

There is no way to defend Zhou Mo's posture.

Amidst the muffled sound, several ribs in his chest were broken.

But what's more terrible is that the follow-up Lion King's fists hit Zhou Mo's spine like a drum!

Zhou Mo fell to the ground, his eyes were dark, his body was heavy, and he almost lost consciousness.

The Lion King half-kneeled, and his fist hit Zhou Mo's cheek again...

Boxing VIP room.

Looking at the picture on the screen, the 'banker' in a white suit couldn't help showing a little regret.

"Wu Di is a good boxer. It's a pity that he will retire after a few more fights. Young people just don't listen to advice."

"Boss, he actually doesn't know many things, and he probably won't go out and talk nonsense..."

"What I want is to let him retire perfectly without any hidden dangers."

The man in the suit flicked the electronic cigarette in his hand coquettishly, and said with a smile:

"The most stable relationship in this world is to have common interests. When the interests of each other are no longer consistent, how can you guarantee that he will keep the secret?

"Morality? Do you believe in this stuff?"

"The boss is still wise."

The person who spoke replied with a smile, looked down at the picture on the screen, and shook his head slightly.

The crowd screamed like boiling.

Stimulated by the blood, many people have forgotten that Wu Di's name is written on the bills in their hands, and they have forgotten that if Wu Di falls, they will lose a large amount of currency.

The lion king's left eye was dripping with blood, and he pulled Zhou Mo, who was half unconscious, from behind, his left arm caught Zhou Mo's neck, and he yanked backward.

Zhou Mo struggled instinctively, trying to push away the thick arm of the lion king, but the metal iron ring around the opponent's arm was too smooth, and there was no force at all.

Any struggle was futile, the arm tightened like an iron hoop.

Even before Zhou Mo suffocated, the lion king could crush his neck!

Are you about to die?

It's really a bit reconciled... I have earned so much black money, but I haven't had time to spend it yet.

Zhou Mo's eyes slightly opened.

What catches the eyes is the ferocious faces of the crowd;

What got into my ears was messy scolding.

Where did I seem to have encountered this kind of scene, and where did it come from?

where……