If they won, they would stay and continue boxing. If they lost, they would be thrown out to fend for themselves.
In this dark boxing arena, human life was the most worthless thing.
Many people had lost their lives because of boxing. This was also the reason why the two security guards repeatedly asked Jiujiu.
When the security guards brought Jiujiu over, two men happened to be boxing.
The men were only wearing shorts, revealing their muscular upper bodies. Their fists were as big as casseroles, and their ears were full of muffled sounds.
As the battle intensified, the fight between the two men had reached its climax. With a violent 'bang', one of them fell to the ground, spitting out blood in a sorry state.
However, the opponent did not stop because of his defeat. He strode over, raised his leg, and kicked the opponent's chest. The man who was groaning just now instantly stopped breathing.
The staff of the boxing arena went up to the stage and carried the man down like a dead pig. Their expressions were calm. It was obvious that this kind of scene was played out every day.
The security guard lowered his head and glanced at Jiujiu. Her small and delicate face, coupled with her long and narrow phoenix eyes, was a complete beauty. When he thought of such a beautiful woman being beaten into a pile of mud and being dragged away, the security guard's calm heart was filled with tender feelings for the fairer sex. He could not help but say, "Miss, if you're afraid, it's not too late to leave now."
Jiujiu stared intently at the victorious party's arrogant actions in the ring. When she suddenly heard the security guard's kind advice, she smiled. There was no fear on her face, and she calmly asked, "Who am I competing with?"
The security guard did not expect Jiujiu to be so calm and ask who she was competing with after seeing such a brutal and terrifying scene.
Since his advice was ineffective, there was no need to persuade her anymore. After the security guard sighed, he turned and walked to the referee.
When he heard the security guard say that Jiujiu wanted to compete, the referee's face instantly revealed a playful smile.
His sight swept across Jiujiu's willow-like waist, and he sneered, "She can't even beat a child, yet she wants to go up and fight. Is she here to die?"
The referee impatiently waved his hand, "Throw her out. Don't bring in any random cat or dog."
The referee did not avoid Jiujiu when he spoke, and his voice was very loud.
Jiujiu knew that her appearance was very attractive, but she did not expect the referee to throw her out.
Jiujiu's face darkened...................
.......... The referee..........
The referee didn't expect this delicate little girl to be so ruthless. He wiped the blood from his nose and sneered, "There's a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There's no door to hell, but you insist on entering it. If that's the case, then go up and fight with number one."
. "Looking at Jiujiu's delicate back, the referee smiled maliciously," Don't blame me for not reminding you. Number One can really kill you. "
Number One was the first boxer after the underground boxing arena was established, and he was also the only one who did not participate in the promotion.
Everyone who wanted to come here to box had to fight with Number One. Either Number One lost or Number One won.
If Number One lost, it would be fine. Out of respect for the monk, those who came to fight would not dare to do anything to Number One.
But if Number One won, it would be a massacre.
And Number One had a hobby, which was to torture those who were weaker than him, regardless of their gender.
Jiujiu, a beautiful girl, happened to be the type that Number One liked to torture the most.
The referee looked at Jiujiu's back with a vicious expression. He was waiting to see the end of this b * tch.
Jiujiu turned around and entered the arena.
Number One had just beaten up the legs of a boxer who wanted to fight, so he was in high spirits. When he saw Jiujiu come up, especially Jiujiu's beautiful face and perfect body, a trace of lust flashed past Number One's eyes.
Such a perfect person should be turned into a pool of flesh and blood on the ground.
Number One turned to look at the referee. After the referee nodded, he directly attacked Jiujiu.
He was a born bully. He bullied the weak and bullied the weak. He liked Jiujiu, who was obviously weaker than him, too much.
Number One's punch was fierce. Jiujiu tilted her head slightly. The hair by her ear was shaken and the part of her face that was swept by the punch turned pink.
Failing to hit her, Number One's expression became more violent. His hands formed into claws and he grabbed Jiujiu's shoulders.
Jiujiu's movements were smooth and nimble. It was obvious that she was trained. Number One's hands were on her shoulders and she was surrounded by Number One's arms. If she wanted to escape, she would have to roll on the ground.
Thinking of the arrogant woman rolling on the ground, the referee couldn't help but be excited.
Let's see how Number One will kill this b * tch.
Just when the referee and Number One thought that Jiujiu was going to roll on the ground, Jiujiu stood still. She suddenly raised her hands and grabbed Number One's arms. She exerted a little force and there were two cracking sounds.
Number One's arms were hanging down. Jiujiu had broken them.
The pain of his broken arms made Number One howl in pain. He didn't expect to fall into the hands of the woman he looked down on. Number One's face darkened. He raised his leg and kicked Jiujiu.
He couldn't let his pain go to waste.
At this moment, Jiujiu suddenly retreated, lifted her foot, and stomped heavily on Number One's foot.
There was another cracking sound. Number One's foot was broken and he fell to the ground.
Jiujiu and Number One fought for less than five minutes. Number One's arms were broken and his right leg was broken. He had completely lost his ability to move.
The referee didn't expect Jiujiu to be so powerful. She had only just started and she had already beaten Number One into such a sorry state. His face changed and he shouted for her to stop.
But …
Jiujiu didn't stop because of his order. She strode to Number One.
Number One's face was no longer filled with disdain. He subconsciously moved back. His eyes were filled with fear.
Jiujiu raised her leg and stomped on Number One's thigh.
Creak!
Number One's left leg was completely broken.
The referee's face was ashen. He watched as Jiujiu walked down. The disdain on the referee's face was gone. It was filled with fear.
Jiujiu said, "Can I go in now?"
The referee didn't expect that he had misjudged Jiujiu. He quickly lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Miss, please follow me."
Jiujiu followed the referee.
Jiujiu took her number.
Number 78. It meant that Jiujiu was the 78th boxer in this underground boxing arena.
The referee walked beside Jiujiu and whispered, "There are a total of 78 boxers in our boxing ring, including you, Miss. They are divided into three levels: Upper, Middle, and Lower. There are 55 Lower, 20 Middle, and 3 Upper. You need to defeat 20 people to be promoted to Middle."
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