Every time Hou Fei enters this overclocking state, he will be hungry very quickly, but he does not realize this.

After a while, the professor came out of the studio with sleepy eyes.

I took the operation record from Hou Fei's hand and looked through the computer, and went to the car to check from time to time.

After a while, I smiled bitterly and called the customer service manager upstairs: "Well, yes. It's me. The car has been modified, and the system test should not be a big problem. But... you'd better check the equipment you use. I think... it's a bit different from your original budget. Well. For details, you can negotiate with the customer yourself. If it doesn't work, I'll restore it."

A wail came from the other end of the phone: "Old Yue, Grandpa Yue, Ancestor Yue...you are like this again! Ouch..."

The old master ignored it, took off the single mirror, searched in his pocket for a long time, threw two hundred Chinese coins to Hou Fei, and sighed: "In the future, you have to install the price prompt program. You should try to use cheaper things in the future, so as not to complain that the one who sells his mouth upstairs has been complaining."

Hou Fei ignored what Yue Lao said, took the money straight, looked at the time, and wanted to run away happily.

The old man grabbed Hou Fei and threw him a big fist machine with a somewhat similar shape to a flying projector.

Smash it, smash it, mouth: "Here, I changed this machine. When you arrive at the stadium, set it to track and shoot the...the bunny girl holding the sign. Also, go and change the clothes so that you won't be bombarded again."

The Fighting Club was renovated from the airport's original largest negative first-floor terminal.

It is very big, as big as a large basketball court. It is crowded and very lively.

In the middle of the club is a reinforced black boxing ring.

Above the boxing ring is a huge four-sided screen. There are some bar round tables and high stools around the boxing ring, and there are various gradually taller sofas on the outside. Each table has a small bet screen.

There were still cameras and floating three-dimensional imaging projectors densely above the hall. From time to time, the projector turned on and a figure was projected. The figure greeted other people in the club, talking and laughing.

The cheapest thing to watch the game here is to watch it online via video.

Secondly, I enter with a membership card or ticket purchase. The most expensive thing is the type of projection. Those unique fluorescent three-dimensional portrait projections on the body are images transmitted through complex and expensive equipment. However, this greatly facilitates many people with status and status to save time, which can safely watch boxing games and not hinder sensory social interaction.

Those who can watch the game live are relatively rich. After all, most of the waiters here are beautiful and expensive intelligent robots. Today is Saturday, and there is only one contestant final this week, which is a showdown between Thai player Taihu Badipan and resident boxer Shiling Stone.

Hou Fei was wearing an old T-shirt that was wrinkled and slightly narrow, holding a cup of white water pitifully, standing next to the boxing ring, tiptoing at the entrance of the competition passage where Shi Dong was about to appear.

Shi Dong is more than ten years older than Hou Fei. He met and met him two years ago when Hou Fei went to the kitchen next door to steal food.

At that time, Shi Dong had just played in the game. Since then, he has become Hou Fei's only friend of the same age here. Hou Fei has become Shi Dong's number one fan. He will be there every game whenever he has the chance.

At this time, the host had already started to sing the personal information and record of foreign player Taihu Badipan. At the same time, the girl holding a sign in a sexy bunny outfit also came on stage. Hou Fei quickly put down the water cup and took out the weird machine.

But I was in a hurry at that time and didn't ask how to operate the modified machine. I only knew that this was a modified stereoscopic video recorder. If you want to lock a character first, it will automatically fly up for stereoscopic video recording, which lasts half an hour.

After fiddling for a long time, I couldn't lock it successfully. Just as I was flipping anxiously, I suddenly jingled and showed that it was successful. The video recorder flew up, but it flew to the top of Shi Dong, who had just appeared.

Hou Fei's face turned red suddenly. Shi Dong smiled at Hou Fei, glanced at the video recorder, waved his hand to stop the staff who ran up to stop the video. Hou Fei looked at the three-dimensional imaging video recorder that was constantly hovering over Shi Dong's head, and silently said: Let me go, old man, this is an accident, it was not my intention.

The competition began with a ringing ring.

There are almost no rules for this club competition, let alone no heavyweight. After all, as long as you are not killed on the spot, you can generally be saved.

Shi Dong was very burly and strong, and was slowly moving towards Badipan, who was full of explosive power, and he tried to punch. Hou Fei shouted at the side of the stage with a red face.

Because the two of them were disliked each other before the game, they soon entered a fierce battle, fisting to the flesh. After a few rounds, both of them were injured, but Shi Dong, who became famous for his legs, was less and less legs, and even his steps seemed a little clumsy.

Hou Fei was anxious to see it.

In the past two years, Shi Dong has lost, but his expression has never been so serious. Shi Dong was shocked when he looked at the sunken bruises on his right leg shin. On weekdays, even if he kicked a tree as thick as an arm, he would not have any scars. The unbearable pain made him almost faint.

He felt that the opponent's skeletal muscle seemed to be surprisingly hard, so after he was injured in his right leg, he kept protecting his left leg and wanted to defeat the enemy with one blow.

Another crisp bell rang, Shi Dong tightened the protective belt on his hand, stood up and moved towards the center of the ring.

Badipan looked at Shi Dong who was staggering, getting closer, with a hint of pride on the corner of his mouth, and directly flashed forward with a right elbow.

Shi Dong protected his right abdomen tightly, and Badipan jumped up excitedly, pressed down heavily and attacked Shi Dong's head.

Seeing Badipan off the ground, Shi Dong endured the heart-wrenching pain from his right arm, and bullied his body and pressed his head heavily against Badipan's abdomen. Badipan groaned and sat out.

Seeing that there was a chance, Shi Dong took advantage of Badipan's left foot before he could get up, and he flew up his left foot and blew it downwards. A pull-down whip whip leg hit Badipan's head. Badipan was half kneeling on the ground, leaning over his forelimbs and pressing down, and his veins all over his body swelled up, and then he bounced from the ground out of thin air, pressing his right knee, and pushing towards Shi Dong's leg.

Hou Fei stood very close, and with a click sound, Shi Dong's calf broke very terrifyingly, and he still rotated in the air for two circles before landing.

Shi Dong sat up with his legs, pointed at Badipan howled. Before he could finish speaking, Badipan actually put a knee on his face. Hou Fei stared blankly as Shi Dong's face was sunken, blood was splattering everywhere.

Hou Fei was shocked, his face was pale, and his whole body was frozen there.

A long time later, the crowds of people at the stadium dispersed, leaving only a few sparse guests who were still chatting and drinking.

Hou Fei was still standing in front of the stage in a daze, holding the camera that flew back to the unknown time.
Chapter completed!