Devil Fruit of the City

"Black fist? What is the 'black fist' you mentioned?" Tang Tianyou was immediately aroused by Zhao Wen's words.

Recently, he was just wandering around at school besides studying, and he was really bored. If he had something interesting to do now, he might be able to pass the time.

"Black boxing is actually a game played by rich people. There are many interesting things in Tianhai city area, and this black boxing is just one of them..."

Seeing that Tang Tianyou really didn't know what black boxing was, Zhao Wen smiled and explained to him that black boxing is a kind of gambling, but the gambling tools changed from dice and playing cards to human beings. That's all.

It's like two black boxers fighting on the ring, the onlookers can bet, and the dealer will pay the bet to the winner according to the odds of both parties and the winning or losing.  Urban Devil Fruit 374

Those who fight black boxing have to sign life and death certificates in advance.

That is to say, after entering the boxing ring, life and death are not your own. This kind of intense stimulation between life and death also attracts those rich and well-dressed people who are usually well-dressed. The project is quickly implemented.

Moreover, in a metropolis like Tianhai City, there are not only black boxing matches, but also dog fighting and cockfighting, etc., which also attract a large number of successful career rich, wealthy or young men who are empty-minded to participate in gambling, but these activities are not coming from black boxing. It's just exciting.

According to Zhao Wen, the person who organizes the black boxing match is a young man in his early thirties. Even in the capital, he can be regarded as a master with a deep background who can come here at will. It seems that there is a relationship with the military behind him. I have been punching for five or six years, and nothing has happened.

And as one of the descendants of a well-known jewelry family in China, Zhao Wen is also well-known, and he can be considered a living in this circle. Five or six years ago, he invested 10 million yuan, accounting for 1% of the shares. Size can also be regarded as a shareholder.

"Ten million is only one percent of the shares?"

Hearing what Zhao Wen said, Tang Tianyou couldn't help being a little surprised. How big is this going to be if he took out 10 million but only took 1% of the shares? Can this black boxing event be worth one billion?

"Master, it's not like I can't do anything about it. For the sake of others, let alone 10 million, even if it's 100 million, I have to spend all my money to get it together."

Zhao Wen gave a wry smile, even though he is one of the direct descendants of the Zhao family, he is usually quite majestic, but in the eyes of some people, he is just a fat sheep, a representative figure with a lot of money and stupidity.

When others came to invite him back then, a group of sons and brothers were dispatched, all of whom were prominent figures in the powerful circle.

In that situation, Zhao Wen had no choice at all, obediently took out 10 million to buy shares, and didn't even dare to ask others for a receipt.

After all, it's a small matter, if you offend those young masters, with their intricate relationship, even Zhao's Jewelry Group may have to go around.

However, in the past five or six years, Zhao Wen has tasted the sweetness, because the profit of Black Fist has far exceeded his imagination. With only that 1% of the shares, Zhao Wen's annual dividend can reach 30%. More than ten million.

In other words, this underground black boxing has been held for five or six years, and the profits created are at least three billion. Of course, the distribution of benefits, or whether there are really only so many benefits, these things about internal interests , is beyond what Zhao Wen can know.

Zhao Wen said with a smile: "How is it? Master, do you want to go and relax? From your perspective, Master, it is still very easy to make a few million by betting a few hands casually."

"Gambling boxing?" Tang Tianyou shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm not very interested in gambling."

Although with Tang Tianyou's current eyesight, it's really easy to see the strength of a boxer, but he doesn't bother to make money from gambling, or he doesn't have much interest in such unskilled things.

"Master, let's not gamble, it's okay to go see it." Zhao Wen was anxious, after all, he invited Tang Tianyou to watch Black Boxing this time, in fact, for some purpose.

You know, although he, Zhao Wen, has a lot of people in Tianhai City by virtue of his family relationship, but his own military strength is only average. In fact, he can't be said to be average in strength. Compared with boxing masters, it is not worth mentioning.  Urban Devil Fruit 374

However, as the influence of the black boxing competition continued to expand, and more and more masters appeared in it, Zhao Wen felt more and more powerless.

After all, Black Boxing can earn such a high profit every year, and there is no investment risk. It is almost a huge profit. Officials have made trouble.

But it is different in the arena, especially after the liberation, the life of some bigwigs in the arena is not easy, especially in the era when money is in command, the days of relying on fists to conquer the world are long gone forever.

These reckless gangsters are all human beings. They dare not trouble the organizers of the black boxing, so they set their sights on Zhao Wen's one percent share.

Since last year, there have been warriors from surrounding provinces visiting. Although it is said to make friends through martial arts, everyone knows in their hearts that they just want to get a share of this black fist.

The boxers Zhao Wen recruited were quite tough, and they were able to handle them at the beginning, but many tough fighters were defeated by him.

But in the past year, several masters have indeed appeared. If a master hadn't been invited from other places, I'm afraid that 1% of the shares would have changed hands long ago.

It's just that something happened to the master, so he bid farewell to Zhao Wen temporarily, and he probably won't come back in the next year or so.

As a result, Zhao Wen felt a little helpless. He didn't have a master in charge, and he really didn't realize it in his heart. That's why he tried every means to invite Tang Tianyou to watch the black boxing match.

After all, he had seen Tang Tianyou's skills before, and he was able to easily kill him in one move. Even the master he invited back with this kind of strength might not be able to do it.

Zhao Wen has sufficient confidence. If Tang Tianyou is willing to help him shake things up, the other bull~ghost~snake~gods will definitely not dare to continue to be arrogant.

"Master, in today's black boxing match, I heard that there is also a foreign master." Zhao Wen continued to persuade.

"There are foreigners? Is this still in line with international standards?"

Tang Tianyou was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but his heart became a little more interested. Foreign masters, those yellow-haired devils? What is their strength like?

He thought for a while and said, "Well, let's go and have a look tonight."

"No problem, I will drive to pick you up tonight." Zhao Wen's face showed joy, and it was really safe now.