"Black Fist? What exactly is the "Black Fist" you mentioned?" Tang Tianyou was immediately attracted by Zhao Wen's words.

Recently, he has been traveling around in school except for studying and traveling around. He is really bored. Now if you do something interesting, you might be able to pass the time.

"Black Fist is actually a game played by rich people. In this Tianhai City area, there are many fun things. This black Fist is just one of them..."

Seeing Tang Tianyou, he seemed to really not know what black fist was, Zhao Wen smiled and explained it to him. To put it bluntly, black fist was a kind of gambling, but the gambling tool changed from dice and playing cards to humans.

It’s like two black boxers fighting in the ring, and the onlookers can bet, and the dealer pays the bet to the winner based on the odds and wins and losses of both parties.

Those who fight black boxing must sign a life-and-death certificate in advance.

In other words, after entering the boxing ring, life and death are not your own. This strong stimulation between life and death has also attracted the rich people who are well-dressed on weekdays, so they quickly quickly implemented the shameless stimulation project of Black Fist.

Moreover, in a metropolis like Tianhai City, there are not only black boxing competitions, but also dogs and cock-fighting, which also attract a large number of wealthy people or young men with empty career success and mentality to participate in gambling, but these activities are not as exciting as black boxing.

According to Zhao Wen, the person who organized the Black Boxing Competition was a young man in his early thirties. Even in the capital, he was considered a master with a deep background and could come sideways. There seemed to be a military relationship behind him. After five or six years of fighting this Black Boxing, nothing happened.

As one of the descendants of the famous jewelry family in China, Zhao Wen also gained fame and was very popular in this circle. He invested 10 million five or six years ago, accounting for one percent of the shares, and he is considered a shareholder.

"Ten million accounts for only one percent of the shares?"

When Zhao Wen said this, Tang Tianyou couldn't help but be surprised. He took out 10 million but only accounted for one percent of the shares. How big would this game be? Can this black boxing event be worth one billion?

"Master, I have no choice. With the sake of others, let alone ten million, even if it is one hundred million, I have to sell it."

Zhao Wen smiled bitterly, even though he was one of the direct descendants of the Zhao family, he was usually very powerful, but in the eyes of some people, he was a representative figure of a fat sheep and a lot of money and stupid people.

When others came to invite him, a group of young men were dispatched, all of whom were prominent figures in the circle of powerful people.

In that case, Zhao Wen had no choice at all. He obediently took out 10 million and invested in the stock, and did not even dare to ask for the receipt from others.

After all, this is a small matter. If you offend those young men, with their complex relationship, even the Zhao Jewelry Group would probably not be able to take advantage of it.

However, in the past five or six years, Zhao Wen has tasted the sweetness, because the profits of Black Fist far exceeded his imagination. With just one percent of the shares, Zhao Wen's annual dividend can reach more than 30 million.

In other words, this underground black boxing has been held for five or six years, and the profits created at least are as high as more than 3 billion. Of course, the distribution of benefits, or whether it is really only so many benefits, isn't Zhao Wen able to know about internal interests.

Zhao Wen smiled and said, "How is it? Master, do you want to relax? With your eyes, you can just bet a few moves and make millions of dollars."

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

Although it is indeed easy to see with Tang Tianyou's current eyesight, he still doesn't want to make money from gambling, or he doesn't have much interest in such a lack of technical content.

"Master, let's not bet, we can go and see it." Zhao Wen was anxious. After all, this time he invited Tang Tianyou to see Black Fist, which was actually some purpose.

You know, although Zhao Wen relies on his family's relationship and has a wide range of people in the world of Tianhai City, his own force is only average. In fact, it cannot be said that his strength is average. It is just not worth mentioning compared to those black boxing masters who often wander between life and death.

As the influence of the black boxing event continues to expand, more and more masters appear in it, Zhao Wen feels increasingly unable to do so.

After all, Black Fist can make such high profits every year, and there is no investment risk, which is almost a huge profit. This kind of thing will naturally attract many people to look at. The young man with a deep background is managed by Bai Dao, and no official has ever been in trouble yet.

But it is different in the world. Especially after liberation, some bigwigs in the world did not live a good life, especially in the era when money is in charge, the days of fighting the world with their fists have long gone.

All of these wild beasts in the world are all humans. They dare not cause trouble for the organizers of the Black Fist, so they all stared at Zhao Wen's one-percent share.

Since last year, warriors from various surrounding provinces have visited each other. Although they are talking about making friends through martial arts, everyone actually understands in their hearts that they just want to get a share of the black boxing.

The boxers Zhao Wen recruited were quite a bit hard, and he could handle them at the beginning, and many of them were defeated by him.

But in the past year, several experts have indeed appeared. If one of the experts had not been hired from another place, I am afraid that one percent of the shares would have changed hands long ago.

But the master seemed to have something wrong, so he said goodbye to Zhao Wen for the time being. He probably won't come back in the next year and a half.

In this way, Zhao Wen was a little embarrassed. Without a master, he really didn't implement it in his heart. He tried every means to invite Tang Tianyou to watch the Black Fist Competition.

After all, he had seen Tang Tianyou's skills and could kill him in one move easily. Even the master he invited back might not be able to do this.

Zhao Wen has sufficient confidence. If Tang Tianyou is willing to help him shake the scene, the other cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods will definitely not dare to continue to be arrogant.

"Master, today's Black Boxing Competition, I heard that there is another foreign master." Zhao Wen continued to persuade.

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

Tang Tianyou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and he felt a little more interested. Are the masters from foreign countries, those yellow-haired Japanese? What is their strength?

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

"No problem, I'll drive to pick you up tonight." Zhao Wen showed joy on his face, and it was really foolproof.
Chapter completed!