America's Big Hero

What they rely on is bloody violence to attract people, and the grade cannot be improved.

After the introduction here, the lights on the side of the passage came on, and a beam of light hit the door. A burly white man in blue shorts and a blue cloak came out, shaking his muscles as he walked, from time to time Make some hitting moves, it really looks like that.

When this guy was brought out of the prison, he was severely trained by Jonas. He was so fucking vicious, such a fucking murderer, and he was honest when he cleaned up.

However, those who have killed people are different. They are indeed not that professional in skills, but that kind of viciousness is not found in ordinary boxers.

After the introduction here, another figure appeared on the big screen. It was a black man of mixed race, also bald, and also a serious murderer. The difference was that he was born in a different prison.

This first scene is a duel between murderers!

DJ loudly introduced the rules of the game, "Head, knees, elbows, feet, any part of the body can be used as a weapon to hit the opponent, except fingers, but it is forbidden to hit the crotch and throat."

Well, it is also forbidden to pick eyeballs and pick noses...

After the competition rules were introduced, DJ suddenly said in a high-pitched voice: "We also have incentive policies for the two contestants in this competition."

This shout stunned the two players. Before that, they didn't know that there were rewards for playing games.

After all, they are prisoners and have no freedom.

After a short pause, DJ shouted loudly again: "In addition to the 5 US dollars bonus for the winner this time, our organizer will help the winner of the competition get the best treatment in prison within 5 years, and before the next competition, no Go back to that damn prison and he will be free to live in the sun!!"

After this encouragement, the eyes of the two contestants turned red on the spot, staring at each other across the ring, sparks really burst out.

From this moment on, the two are life and death enemies!

Not to mention the two players, even the rich people off the field are all interested.

After this is the betting session. Here, Sean calculates the odds according to how much the customer bets.

Whoever wins or loses has nothing to do with him, he just earns a commission.

The betting amount on both sides appears on the big screen. After the betting is completed, the game officially begins!

One quarter is 3 minutes, a total of three quarters, except for two players, there are only referees.

The main job of the referee is to separate people after one party fouls or loses resistance.

One referee is not safe, so, two!

As for the outcome...

But it ends after one party begs for mercy or completely loses combat effectiveness.

The two sides stood 3 meters apart, and the referee once again emphasized that it is not allowed to hit the crotch and throat and then step back quickly.

Don't get close, for fear of being accidentally beaten to death.

He picked up the hammer and hit the gong hard. After a "dang", the two strong men rushed towards each other immediately.

It's not like professional boxers trying to test each other. They are all criminals and have only received a short training. At this time, the competition is who is more fierce, so don't lose your momentum!

When the mixed-race old black approached, he kicked a big flying kick. The strong white man staggered from being kicked, but forced himself to stand firm and punched old black on the stomach.

The two of them were like wild beasts, baring their teeth and roaring, you punched me in the face, and I punched you in the chest.

You kicked my stomach, and I elbowed your forehead.

Fist to flesh, in less than a minute, both of their heads were covered with flowers, their foreheads and brow bones were rolled up, and blood was all over their faces and bodies.

The old black man was a little more flexible, suddenly jumped up, bowed and hit the white man's stomach with his head, took the opportunity to hug the other man's waist and pushed him down with force, then rushed forward and aimed his fist at the strong white man's chest The head is beating crazily.

The strong white man held his head and punched him hard, holding his breath, bent his knees and kicked the opponent's waist, and rolled Old Hei out.

"Ah!" Roaring, he jumped up and stomped down on Old Hei's head.

Lao Hei didn't have time to think about the pain that would crush his intestines, he raised his hand to protect his head and rolled to the side.

With a sound of "boom", the strong white man stomped heavily beside Old Hei's face.

In the arena, Sean ordered that directional radio equipment be installed around and on the floor. After the sound was amplified, the sound seemed to be stamped on everyone's ears, and the audience below couldn't help but lean back, feeling the same way!

This is to die for!

"Fake, enjoy yourself, kill him!" Marvin and the others all stood up, waved their arms, blushed and growled loudly.

For them, this is much more enjoyable than watching boxing.

To be honest, the speed of boxing is too fast, I can't see it clearly, and it's hard to put myself into it.

It's not like the current one. Although the technical content is not that high, they are all used by ordinary people in fights. The sense of substitution is really, really strong.

And there is no glove, fist to flesh, blood splatter, enough intense, much more exciting than boxing.

This is really hitting the nail on the head!

The old black back lying on the ground slipped on the ring, raised his foot and kicked on the calf of the strong white man, making a 'click', which was heard very clearly by the audience.

The strong white man screamed and fell down again.

"Oh!" Everyone in the audience exclaimed, their faces wrinkled involuntarily.

Old Hei got up from the ground, covering his belly with one hand, his face was grim, and the strong white man also got up quickly, his left leg on the floor was a little weak, and his steps were a little staggering.

In the life-and-death contest just now, both of them gave their best. At this moment, their physical strength is a little bit behind, and they are panting heavily.

At this time, everyone in the audience relaxed a little, and looked at the timer, it was only 2 minutes.

But, it's really enjoyable!

passionate!

After taking a few breaths, the two rushed towards each other almost at the same time again. The strong white man's left leg was a little bit weak, and finally took a beat, and Old Hei hit the strong white man's face with a right uppercut. Blood spurted out.

Enduring the pain, the strong white man gritted his teeth and took the opportunity to hug Old Hei. With a roar, he raised his head and slammed into him heavily.

"Boom"! !

Oh... The sound came from the speaker, and Sean closed his eyes, feeling a headache and dizziness.

It's so dick!

Old Hei also didn't expect the strong white man to be so crazy. The strong white man's forehead hit his cheekbone hard, and his nose shattered on the spot.

For a moment, white, yellow, and red sprayed out, tears and snot shot together, and the whole person was so painful that he almost passed out.

The strong white man also felt uncomfortable this time, it was equivalent to being hit hard on the forehead, he was staggering, his eyes were blackened, his hands couldn't use his strength, and the crazy old Hei broke free from the pain.

Lao Hei was holding his nose, he was having trouble breathing at the moment, his eyes couldn't see clearly, his hair was drowsy, he took a few steps back and staggered to the ground.

On the other side, the strong white man was not much better, everything in front of his eyes was a double image, and he fell to the ground after turning half a circle in place.

The two referees looked at each other, walked forward and looked at the two lying on the ground, it seemed that they couldn't fight for a while.

He looked up at the time, and it was almost time, so he simply called the teams of the players on both sides to pull him down for treatment.

The game entered the halftime break, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The faces of Ma Wen and the others were still red, and they were the young people who yelled the loudest just now.

"Fake, Fake, Fake, this is so enjoyable." Several people shouted loudly around Sean.

Sean laughed, it is sure to be enjoyable!

He himself finds it enjoyable!

This is not the same as shooting a gun. Shooting is very fast, and the person dies with a 'bang'. Although they are all killing people, they are very exciting, but the excitement is completely incomparable with this punch-to-punch knocking people down.

Muscle, sweat, roar, blood!

This is more directly stimulating to the senses.

"It's wonderful, it's not in vain!"

"Wonderful, so fucking wonderful, I want to go up and fight!" Robert waved his fists a few times as he said.

"Go up!" Sean stared at him, raised three fingers, "Three seconds, at most three seconds, your opponent will kneel down and beg you!"

Robert was taken aback for a moment, and the others also looked at Sean in a daze.

"Please don't die!!"

"Pfft!!" "Hahahaha"

Everyone burst into laughter.

On the side of the ring, the two were receiving simple treatment on the spot. Off the stage, they also discussed who would win in the end.

Watching them arguing, Sean stood up, this time the guests came here for his sake, and he had to greet other people.

Turning his head to look at the ring, Sean is quite satisfied with the current effect.

Not in vain!

Other underground black boxers are also incomparable with him here!

Don't look at the bloody fights, but how much money he spent in the ring, how much money those people can spend.

Those directional radio equipment are all used for filming, the most high-end and professional ones, and one of them is enough for others to build a ring.

This inspiration actually comes from the NBA. The NBA added radio equipment to the basket. When dunking, the sound effect is like a cannonball exploding. The live effect is very hot.

Of course, it was also quite embarrassing when the sound of ferroferric oxide came out...

Sean walked to Gilbert's side. They were all young and rich, and they were all at the helm of various companies. Everyone enjoyed watching it, but after all, they were not as excited as Marvin's group.

However, everyone's evaluation is very high, and they all said that they will come to visit often in the future, it is very exciting, and it is a good place to vent their emotions.

Managing a huge company, family, the scenery is definitely the scenery, and the taste of power is also wonderful.

However, sometimes I do feel depressed and resentful.

But the status and status are here, the pressure can't be vented at all, but they have to pretend to be calm.

Hmm...You can also vent when you are young, after all, there is a 'secretary',

But, isn't this age a bit old...

right!

After all, the way a middle-aged bald man vents will have to change.

Here it is!

At this moment, the two contestants also recovered a little bit, and the second battle started.

Everyone's attention was once again attracted by the two people who were about to fight to the death in the arena.

Seeing the two of you punching each other on the stage, and me punching each other brutally, Sean's expression was a little divergent.

Initially, his idea was to have the two of them face off on stage until one of them died.

However, Wallace Leopold, a professional event planner, was stopped.

According to him, the battle time span must be extended!

Although KO in the boxing ring is very exciting, it will make a lot of less money.

Be divided into sections and have breaks so that each round can open a bet.

Only in this way can there be suspense and the atmosphere can be mobilized.

The pursuit of hosting events is not winning or losing, but knife music.

It's US knife music!

Thinking about it, Sean snorted rather disdainfully, do you know what victory, glory, and dignity are?

A group of shameful vampires with only 'money' in their eyes!

Pooh!

Really fragrant!

Chapter 187: Private Prison

The third quarter started. If you hadn't been watching the boxing match all the time, you would never recognize the two on the stage at this moment.

The whole head was swollen, beyond recognition, and the eyes were swollen like bubbles, and I could only squint to see people.

Old Hei held his head, allowing the strong white man to hit it with two fists, while gritting his teeth to hold back, he kicked hard on the injured part of the left leg of the strong white man.

This isn't the first time he's resisted punches and kicked the wounds of a strong white man.

The strong white man had tried his best to drag his left leg behind him, but he was kicked up after all.