Genius Fortune-teller/C1066 Underground Dark Fist(part I)
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C1066 Underground Dark Fist(part I)

Where was Leonid taking them?

Looking at Leonid's gloomy face in the driver's seat, Lin Bai could not help but have some doubts in his heart. He really did not understand the intentions of these Russians. What was happening here was so big that even the present one was alarmed, but these people in Russia acted as if they did not care. They had been in Moscow for so long that they did not say a single word.

"Why did you bring us to this place?" When the car slowly came to a halt at the intersection of a quiet street, Gong Yangshou looked around, looking at the men and women who had a burning expression on their faces, then turned to look at Leonid and said in a deep voice.

"This kind of place?" Hearing that, Leonid smiled and got out of the car. He then opened the door behind him and waited for everyone to get out of the car. Could it be that after going back to China for a few years, you don't even have the enthusiasm to watch Black Fists anymore? "

Black Fist?! Hearing Leonid's words, Lin Bai and the rest were secretly surprised. They never thought that Leonid would bring them to such a place. The so-called 'black fist', as the name implies, was a fist that could not be exposed to the light. Furthermore, this kind of underground boxing technique was prohibited by the governments of various countries. It was not for any other reason but because the death rate of the underground boxing technique was too high.

Those who came to participate in the Black Fist Competition were usually the outlaws and experts of various evil sects. It was easy to imagine how tragic it would be for such a person to compete, even if he were to use his toes to think about it. It was likely that every match would be a fight to the death.

But what puzzled Lin Bai was that Leonid clearly wanted to tell them the whole story, but why did he bring them to the underground boxing ring?! Could it be that this trip to Russia was related to the 'Black Fist'? However, Lin Bai felt that this speculation was impossible. If it was just a trivial matter like this, how could it possibly attract that person's attention?

"When you were at the tavern just now, didn't you say that as long as Lin Bai drinks that bottle of wine, he would be able to tell us the reason why he came? Why did you go back on your words now?" Zhang Sanming had a fiery temper, and was annoyed by Leonid's evasive attitude, so he scolded him in a low voice.

"I only said that I might be able to tell you, but I didn't say that I would definitely be able to tell you." After which, he turned his head to look at Lin Bai and said in a deep voice, "I've already bought the tickets for all of you before I went to the tavern. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

"As long as you are here, do as you are told. You are a landowner, so as guests, we will naturally accompany you to the end. " Lin Bai calmly smiled. He didn't bother to argue with Leonid and followed behind him, heading towards the main gate of the competition arena.

As soon as he walked through the door, an ear-piercing noise and the sound of a tsunami could be heard. Looking at the faces of those in the arena, which had turned red from the bloody battles, Lin Bai finally understood the reason why the underground boxing style had never stopped.

In this society, no matter what kind of status you have or what kind of status you have, you will always have to bear a certain amount of pressure. Through some normal channels, the pressure couldn't be released at all. The bloody battles in the underground boxing ring just happened to satisfy the needs of the people. The bloody scene gave them a peculiar feeling of pleasure. This was also the reason why the movie was flourishing.

"Do you still remember? Back then, it was also here that you gambled everything on this one bet. You bet all your bets on a skinny fighter who was forced into a corner." Looking at the fighting on the stage, a look of nostalgia appeared on Leonis's face, and he slowly said to Gongyang Shou, "It is also because of your support that the skinny fighter stood at the very end, and even destroyed the undefeated legend of the black fist world!"

"It's all in the past. You're not the fighter from before, and I'm not the rich boss." A look of regret appeared on Gongyang Shou's face as he bitterly smiled and shook his head. He continued slowly, "When I left Moscow, I handed you over to the authorities because I didn't want you to step foot into Black Fist. It's not worth it to risk your life for such a thing! "

Upon hearing Gong Yangshou's words, Lin Bai and the rest finally understood why there was always something strange going on between Leonid and Gong Yangsheng. It turned out that Leonid was a black boxer who had saved Gongyang Yu's life, and was also the source of his first pot of gold.

"Right and wrong, there's no difference now." Leonid smiled and shook his head. He pointed to the empty seats in the first row and said, "The seats that I have reserved are over there. Let's go take a look."

Gongyang Shou remained silent as he apologetically looked at Lin Bai and the rest. Then, he silently followed behind Leonid and walked towards the first row of the grandstands. At this very moment, the fight on the field had reached the point of life and death. A fighter with tendons and flesh all over his body brandished his fists, and his bowl-sized fists rained down on the other fighter's body.

"This is too cruel!" Chen Baiyin was used to living a carefree life. Although he had done many things, he could not bear to see these two people fighting each other in the ring for the sake of satisfying the desires of the audience.

"If it isn't cruel, then why would so many people look at it?" Laughing softly, Leonid looked at the arena and said, "The one who is at a disadvantage now is a retired soldier. His wife has cancer and without money, she cannot be cured!" "If there is a way, who would be willing to stand in this kind of arena!"

"Letting these people fight in the arena, how could they possibly win?" Zhang San Kuang shook his head when he heard this, and stared at the man whose fists were pouring down like rain on the stage, and said: "If you have the upper hand, you must be a master proficient in Western Boxing, if you were to fight with this kind of person, what difference is there between him hitting a rock with an egg? It's obvious that he wants to lose his life."

"Not necessarily. If you ask me, that person who is at a disadvantage right now might win. " He then explained, "Senior brother, this competition is different from the usual competitions, it is important to not have any skills, but here, we are not competing only in terms of martial arts, but also in terms of a life and death battle momentum. Whoever manages to avoid death will win!"

Upon hearing Lin Bai's words, Leonid slowly nodded his head in agreement. As Lin Bai had said, the underground boxing competition was different from the martial arts competition. One did not focus on getting to the end, but on not giving up until one side died or surrendered.

It was because of the special nature of this competition that Lin Bai had said that with his high level of fist arts, it was unlikely that he would be able to win. The famous saying of an old general in China, 'those who meet on a narrow path will win', was the best explanation for this.

At the beginning, Zhang SanKui had some doubts, but as the situation developed, he could not help but agree with Lin Bai and Leonid. The retired soldiers who were originally at a disadvantage on the arena were now like a mad tiger. They struck back with their fists and fists until the Western Striker, who had previously held the upper hand, fell to the ground.

After punching the boxer until he couldn't stand up straight, the retired soldier wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his arm to howl incessantly in the arena. The battle was over. The spectators below the arena were waving their fists around as if they were on stimulants. They were frantically shouting and shouting, wave after wave of shouts, as if they wanted to tear down the dome.

"Today, we have a special link. There will be an old boxing king from our underground boxing ring. He will fight against the new boxing king!" After tidying up the arena, the host jumped onto the stage and pressed down with both hands to stop the roars of the crowd. He then slowly raised his right hand and pointed at Leonid, who was standing below the stage, and said in an extremely excited voice, "Let us request for the Old Fist King's presence!" "Leonid!"

As soon as he said that, the crowd burst into crazed howls. Under the host's provocation, everyone seemed even crazier than before. Their hands became numb as they stared at Leonid with reddened eyes.

"You …" Gongyang Shou frowned, he stared at Leonid, and said in a deep voice, "You forgot how much effort I put in to get you out of here! Furthermore, given your current situation, there is no reason for you to fight to the death with these people! "

Leonid did not say anything, but slowly stood up and tore off his jacket in front of everyone present. In contrast to his seemingly thin appearance, the muscles on his body were incomparably well-developed. What was even more shocking was that there were all sorts of scars on these muscles. Looking at these scars, one couldn't help but feel that there must have been a lot of unknown stories happening on this person's body.

"Starting from here, starting from here, and ending here, we'll start from here again!" Leonid walked to the back of the ring and laid on his stomach. He bent down and kissed the ground. Then he jumped onto the stage and stood at a corner, glaring at his opponent.

Looking at the two people on the stage who had begun their battle with the referee's signal, Lin Bai's brows slightly creased as he suspiciously asked Gongyang Shou, "What exactly is going on? Just what is the relationship between this person and you, and why is it like this? "

Gongyang Sheng sighed lightly as he told Lin Bai the whole story, word for word. That was when Ram Shou had just arrived in Russia. Although he had brought a few carts of goods, there was no way he could sell them. When he learned that there was a senior officer of the Russian regime here to watch the black boxing competition, he rushed over without thinking.

When he arrived, the senior officer simply ignored him. Feeling helpless, in order to attract this person's attention, Gong Yangshou directly placed a large amount of chips on the seemingly small and small ordinary Leonid, giving him a shot at heart for this man who came to fight in the dark so that his family could have a hot meal and survive, allowing him to win the match.

The battle was so tragic that Leonid had to use his fists in the end, before he had to lay his opponent down on the ground and take a life. And through this extremely risky battle, Gongyang Shou had managed to attract the attention of that senior military officer, and had treated him as a guest of honor. It was because of this that he was able to exchange the materials of several railcars for a few large aircraft.

It was for this reason that Leonid was regarded by Gongyang Shou as a lucky star, with him by his side, following him through life and death in Russia. When Gongyang Shou returned home, he couldn't help but to hand over Leonid to the senior military officer.

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