"Start the fight!"

Following the host's order, Lu Qi's first fighting match in the Victorian era officially began!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qi rushed out!

Under the surprised eyes of the audience, Lu Qi, like a bolt of lightning, arrived in front of the bald man in the blink of an eye.

The bald man never expected that Lu Qi would be so fast.

Just as his opponent was in shock, Lu Qi suddenly turned around, his waist and abdomen strength exploded, his right leg suddenly swept sideways, and with a fierce wind-breaking sound, he struck hard on the opponent's right face!

The next second, the bald man, who couldn't react at all, rolled his eyes, and his body of nearly two hundred pounds flew out!

There was only a "bang" sound, and the bald man made a 360-degree turn in mid-air and landed with a crash, splashing up bursts of dust...

Silence, deathly silence.

Looking at the motionless bald man lying on the ground, the audience, who were already extremely excited and roaring, suddenly felt as if they were being choked by the god of death. Their pupils were dilated and they were unable to make any sound.

They couldn't believe what they saw. The Asian, who didn't look strong, killed his opponent with just one kick!

At this time, a calm voice broke the awkward silence of this moment:

"That's it?"

The person who spoke out was the instigator who was not surprised at all - Lu Qi.

He turned around, looked at the host on the wooden box, and asked:

"Does this mean I won?"

"Well..."

The host, who was looked at by Lu Qi, was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

Subconsciously swallowing, he immediately picked up the loudspeaker in his hand and announced loudly:

"The winner has been decided! Our winner is Tyson, who competes for the first time!"

At this moment, the audience came back to their senses.

All the bettors who bet on the bald man realized that the betting ticket in their hands was already a piece of waste paper, and they sighed and cursed in unison.

The few punters who bet on Lu Qi showed happy smiles...

After crossing the wooden fence, Lu Qi came to the place where the bets were placed. Baltz, dressed in a dark red dress, had already stood up from the seat and had been waiting for a long time.

Bang bang bang...

After applauding Lu Qi, the fat man started to praise:

"Perfect performance! The source of confidence is often great power. Mr. Tyson, you have fully proved this."

Hearing this, Lu Qi shrugged, spread his hands, and responded casually: "I'm just lucky, my opponent doesn't seem to be too focused..."

For Lu Qi

"Oh, for every gambler, there is always luck"

"Mr. Tyson, I wonder if you would choose to leave like this, or continue to gamble on a big game on your lucky day?"

"What's your idea?"

"Our club has a very interesting rule that I think you will be very interested in..."

"Oh, I'm all ears."

"The rules are like this..."

Next, after Baltz's explanation, Lu Qi learned about another rule of Fight Club.

If you win a fighting match, the winner can choose to take his reward and leave, or choose to continue the challenge.

If you choose to continue the challenge, the club will select four professional boxers from the club's player list to compete with the winner.

As long as you win five games in a row, the winner will get the huge bonus of the day - 100 pounds!

Once you fail the challenge, you can keep the rewards you received previously.

Obviously, this is a very effective propaganda tool.

You know, 100 pounds is a huge sum of money. It is enough for a working-class family to live comfortably for five years!

Such a huge temptation not only attracted a large number of contestants, but also added new aspects to the competition and won the support of a large number of spectators.

Baltz, who created this original rule, also relied on this propaganda to win the appreciation of the leader of the Thug Gang and became the boss of the Southwark District of the Thug Gang.

However, Lu Qi didn't know anything about these things and didn't care.

What he cares more about is naturally the 100 pounds at his fingertips...

"Your Excellency Baltz, you are right, I am indeed very interested."

After hearing the expected answer, Baltz's fat face couldn't help but smile:

"I knew it! But, Mr. Tyson, I still have to remind you that this rule has been in place for two years."

"But, so far, no one has been able to win five games in a row, never!"

When talking about this record, Baltz's face was filled with pride, and he seemed very satisfied that this rule had never been broken.

How could Baltz, who had watched countless fighting matches, fail to see that Lu Qi's fighting skills were at least enough to give him a good fight with his own professional boxers?

He doesn't care about the 100 pounds.

What he cares about is that the club can get more attention, attract more guests, and make more money.

Because only in that way can Baltz continue to secure his position and continue to be his boss in Southwark...

"So, Mr. Tyson, what is your choice?"

Hearing this, Lu Qi spread his hands without hesitation and smiled calmly:

"Rules are meant to be broken, and I'm willing to challenge them."

"Very good! I will arrange an opponent for you immediately!"

After saying that, Baltz made a casual move, and a younger brother standing behind him immediately came to Baltz's side.

Fu'er whispered to his younger brother, who nodded and followed the order.

Perhaps there are people who want to challenge the winning streak of 100 pounds every day. The club's efficiency is very high and Lu Qi's opponents are quickly arranged.

The four British men are all different in body shape and appearance. The only thing they have in common is their murderous eyes.

Just from the fierce aura emanating from each other, Lu Qi could tell that these four opponents were all experienced fighters.

However, this kind of humanoid sandbag with only strength but no speed happens to be Lu Qi's favorite...

Facts have proved that when the enemy cannot be hit, no matter how powerful the enemy is, it will be in vain.

Under You Dou's tactics, Lu Qi specifically targeted the ribs, abdomen and other weak points of the body to attack, defeating one opponent after another like a torrent.

And every time you kill an opponent, his odds will drop a little.

From 1:5 at the beginning to 1:0.9 at the end, it is enough to show that the club has fully realized his terrifying strength.

And when Lu Qi killed the last opponent and broke the winning streak without any surprise, Baltz's confident and fat face no longer had the calmness it had at the beginning. What was left was just a deep look of disbelief.

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Looking at Lu Qi, who was as calm as ever, Fatty had only one thought in his mind:
Chapter completed!