Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 722 Golden-Crowned Crow

Underground boxing clubs, as the name suggests, are for boxers to compete against the law. In order to satisfy the audience's pursuit of violence and blood, they compete without any protective measures. Injuries are common for them, and some people will even disappear inexplicably every now and then.

Under the leadership of Tohru Amuro, an insider, Nobuhishi successfully passed the guard at the door and entered this real underground boxing club.

In the simple boxing ring painted with paint in the room, two strong men were fighting together. Since there were no protective measures, and the referee also adhered to the principle of "Long Live Immortality," their bodies were covered in blood. One of them had a highly swollen left eye, and Nobuhiro knew at a glance that his eye was damaged.

"It's really violent." He stopped next to the competition venue and uttered indifferently.

"There is no way. Many of the boxers here are people who cannot participate in the competition on the ground." Toru Amuro stood next to him and handed him a cocktail. "They are not accepted by the light, so they can only sink to this level." It's dark."

Nobuhiro watched the game intently and asked Toru Amuro: "Where is he?"

Toru Amuro knew who he was asking, but he had no intention of answering. Instead, he said: "It's rare to come to an underground boxing club. Of course, I must take the opportunity to enjoy the aesthetics of violence and blood."

Nobushige finally gave him some of his attention stingily: "I did underground boxing when I was in the United States, and the winning rate..."

"Are you a boxer?" A burly man suddenly grabbed Nobuhiro's shoulders and forced the slightly thin man to look back at him. "That's just right. In the next match, a boxer suddenly had a stomachache and was unable to participate in the match. Now, it’s up to you to compete in his place!”

"Jack." A cold voice sounded. Toru Amuro lowered his voice a little to make him appear more mature. "The next match is a cruiserweight match. Are you sure you picked the right person?"

The man named Jack was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly turned ferocious.

From Nobushige's perspective, you can clearly observe the changes in his expression. The man was surprised at first, and then was covered in anger. Then he seemed to be suppressing his anger, and his facial muscles twitched. When the twitching ended, his expression was only calm and friendly.

Jack twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a somewhat ugly smile: "Didn't Amuro-kun leapfrog and challenge a heavyweight boxer before? I thought your friend was as powerful as you, isn't that true?"

"First of all, I'm not his friend." Nobushige quickly drew a clear line with someone, just in case the enemies caused by Toru Amuro came to visit one day, although they would definitely not be able to find Mescal.

In addition, Nobuhiro was more concerned about what Jack said: "You said the golden-crowned crow next to me is also boxing here?"

Golden-crowned crow?

Jack and Toru Amuro were stunned for a moment at the same time. They looked at each other, Jack laughed unceremoniously, and Toru Amuro's face instantly turned dark - even darker.

"Yes, he is a waiter at the club, but if you underestimate him because of this, you will pay a huge price." Jack raised his chin in one direction, "Have you seen that person? He He was originally the boxing champion of our club, but he lost to Amuro-kun the day before yesterday. He even knocked out several of his teeth. To this day, he can't even walk normally."

Nobuhiro looked in the direction of Jack's line of sight, and sure enough he saw a man with embarrassment written all over his body.

"As expected, people cannot be judged by their appearance." Nobuhiro praised.

He's so stupid, really. He used to know that Feng Gulii's performance in boxing classes was much higher than that of others, but he didn't know that the same was true for professional boxers.

But even this level is not enough in front of Kyogoku Makoto. Sure enough, Kyogoku is no longer a human being at all, right?

"It's just you, brother." Jack patted Nobushige on the shoulder, and then immediately spoke before Toru Amuro, "You should know how much economic loss the cancellation of the game will cause to the club, blocking that guy's financial path. , neither you nor I can afford it."

Toru Amuro's face suddenly became much uglier, but he still did not stop him in the end. He just snorted coldly and said: "The loser is not matched by me."

Jack clenched his fists. If he hadn't been forced to do so by reason, he might have been unable to help but start a fight with Toru Amuro.

The "that one" in Jack's mouth should refer to the person in charge of the boxing club. It seems that the target has great prestige in the club, or has developed fear. To say that there was no other force supporting him behind this, Nobuhiro would never believe it.

If the organization wants to assassinate him, it's probably just to take advantage of others.

This kind of gangster task is Nobuhiro's favorite. When organizational work cannot be avoided, assassinating the owner of an underground boxing club will certainly make him relax rather than killing ordinary people.

Seeing that he was about to get beaten up in a boxing match, Nobushige grabbed Toru Amuro's arm and asked in a low voice: "Where is the target person?"

He looked at the crowd around him several times and was very sure that the target was not among them. However, according to the information Bourbon had investigated before, the target would obviously come to the club today. Nobuhiro did not suspect that there was anything wrong with Bourbon's intelligence. He just felt that this person was playing tricks on him.

"Don't worry." Toru Amuro said leisurely, "You should be able to see him after you finish the competition."

"So why can't I go in and kill the target now?" Nobushige asked inexplicably.

Amuro Toru said earnestly: "Don't be so violent, take your time, don't be impatient."

Nobuhiro: “???”

If he is not allowed to be violent, why should he participate in a boxing match? What if he accidentally dies on the playing field? At that time, Boss will get a report stating that Mescal died in a fight with an amateur boxer.

That's too embarrassing! !

"The game is about to begin, players please be ready!"

Nobuhiro stood up helplessly and took off his outer clothes, leaving only the shirt underneath. He flattened his cufflinks, exposing his strong forearms.

Toru Amuro patted his shoulder: "Come on."

Nobushige sneered and stood on the playing field.

His opponent was a strong man with scars on his body and bruises on his face. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle a few days ago.

When the man saw that his opponent was a thin man like Nobuhiro, he let out a disdainful laugh: "Why do you want to compete with me? I'm the cruiserweight boxing champion, so you'd better keep practicing!"

Nobuhiro smiled: "You won't know until you try it whether it works or not."

Anyone who knows how to fight knows that the most difficult opponent is not the one who shows off his skills, but the fat man. The advantages in weight and size are huge and irreversible. Even for Nobushige, it is a challenge for him to compete with such an opponent.

Rather than fighting for a long time and wasting his physical strength and energy, it would be better to be defeated by the opponent early so that he can complete his task quickly.

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