Chapter 20: Composure

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  "What's different here is that the betting isn't fixed, you can win as much as the opposing side has money, for example if you bet 20 yuan and there are 100 people betting the same way, but only 40 yuan on the opposite side, then the 100 people will split the 40 yuan plus a 10% commission, so even if you win, you won't even get your principal back" Neil continued to explain to Jinhu.

  "This boss is clever!" Jin Hu heard and smiled, saying that in this way, the boss of the venue has income every time, looking at the organization of this circle, it seems that not much money will be spent, and there will be gains every time, which is also good.

  "That's the boss," Neil said, pointing at a man on the second floor of the empty building, speaking to Jinhu.

  Jin Hu raised his head, with both hands propping up his body, and was watching the white foreigner in his thirties or perhaps a bit older, who was fighting on the stage. Jin Hu couldn't quite gauge the foreigner's age. Jin Hu noticed that the exposed arm had muscles that weren't overly exaggerated but were absolutely solid, with a skull tattooed on the right arm and two crossed olive branches below it. Instinctively, he felt that this person was more formidable than the one he was about to challenge.

  "What does this old man do?" Jin Hu looked at the two-layered man and asked Ni Er.

  Niel looked in the direction that Jin Hu was staring: "It's just this place, I don't know about the rest, but this person is not simple, even the gangsters won't come here to cause trouble." Then he lowered his voice and said: "I heard that a small gang wanted to take over before, but within a few days, the bodies of five leaders were found in the river, and until now, no one has been found guilty. Many people think it was them who did it, but they have an alibi." Then he nodded towards his own brow: "All five people are from here."

  Jin Hu smiled after hearing the news, it's hard to tell whether this information is true or false, anyway, he didn't care about it, as long as he could get paid for fighting, that was all that mattered, and most importantly, not drawing too much attention to himself, that was Jin Hu's temporary plan.

  After more than half an hour, Jin Hu finally went on stage again, took off his clothes, jumped onto the stage, and after Fatso's nonsense, Jin Hu went to the side of the field and asked Neil to help him tie up the bandage.

  When I walked back to the field, I realized that my opponent was very tall, at least 1.9 meters tall, with a full face of flesh and fat on his body like a natural protective gear, shaking every time he moved.

  "Hey Asian kid! Don't hold back, use some force, or I won't feel a thing!" his opponent said with a big mouthful of yellow teeth.

  Jin Hu glanced at his opponent, moved his body slightly, one hand protecting his head and the other placed on his chest. Just as he had finished assuming a defensive posture, a gust of fist wind came hurtling towards his chest with a massive fist.

  Jin Hu stepped back two steps, hands raised in a defensive posture: this person's strength is not small! Jin Hu didn't want to use his own body to withstand the opponent's punches, fortunately, the big guy was relatively clumsy, and after dodging several moves with agile movements, Jin Hu began to probe out with his fists. Using 30% of his power, he punched the opponent's abdomen, and the big man's figure paused, looking at Jin Hu in surprise, his smile fading away.

  Although Da Han became more cautious, the difference in speed was not so easy to make up for. Jin Hu used about 30-40% of his strength and struck his opponent's two weak points, the gallbladder and stomach area. After a series of punches, Da Han's footsteps began to falter. When Jin Hu's fist hit his opponent's gallbladder area for the fourth time, Da Han bent down and knelt on the stage. The match had already lasted nearly twenty minutes by now.

  Jin Hu jumped off the stage, and Neil naturally ran over to give Jin Hu a hug. Jin Hu quickly pushed him away. This time was okay, but if it kept happening like this, Jin Hu couldn't stand the smell on Neil's body.

  Jin Hu felt someone was watching him, and when he looked up, he saw the boss of the boxing gym smiling slightly at him, raising his wine glass to gesture to him. Jin Hu also nodded at him in response.

  "Go get the money, and once you've got it, we'll leave." Jin Hu said to Neil as he unwrapped the bandages from his hands.

  Nier listened: "Don't look too much, you might have your opponent in the future".

  Jin Hu smiled after hearing that: "This kid is too simple, how can he make a living by fighting like this? Finding a shortcut to make money quickly is the right way:"I'm thinking of leaving, finding a place to sleep! I'm a bit tired".

  "It's a good rest," Neil said with a smile and nodded. After finishing speaking, he went to collect the money happily.

  After receiving the money, Neil and Jinhu got on the car and drove for a long time. No one followed them to cause trouble, and they didn't feel any threat either, so Jinhu felt relieved.

  "We need to find a good place, today we've made quite a bit of money, let's take a good rest" Neil said with a smile, showing off his pearly whites.

  Jin Hu looked at Neil who was smiling and said: "I just sneaked across, I don't have any ID."

  Niel shrugged after hearing that: "What's the big deal? Wait till tomorrow and I'll help you get a fake driver's license! Don't worry, fooling the police is no problem. If you want something better, it's going to cost more to use someone else's social security card."

  "How much does it cost? The one with the stolen card?" Instinctively, Jinhu thought that the more expensive something was, the better it was, so he asked this first.

  "One thousand three hundred dollars! About this much." Neil said to Jinhu while looking at the road ahead.

  Think about today's income, Jin Hu was very pleased: "Then do this for me." It seems that I still need to fight one or two more battles, Jin Hu thought to himself and said.

  "Then I'll go help you contact tomorrow, today we find a good place to sleep well," Neil said. He then took out his phone and started making calls, after several calls he happily said to Jinhu: "It's settled!" Then at the intersection, he turned the car around from the fork in the road they had just passed and drove onto a major highway.

  They pulled up in front of a small two-story wooden building in a run-down neighborhood. "You don't have any ID, it's safer for you to stay here," Neil said.

  As soon as Jin Hu entered the house, he found that it was not much better than Neil's car. An old black woman opened the door for Jin Hu and the two of them. She chattered on beside Neil: "Sixty dollars a day, no breakfast provided. If you want three meals, add fifteen dollars."

  "Is it that expensive?" Neil said to the black woman: "Including three meals, sixty-five dollars."

  "No way! At least seventy dollars." The old black woman looked at Jinhu and said: "I don't really want to rent the house to Asians".

  Shin Hu heard that, damn! Your brothers haven't abandoned you yet, a black man, and you jumped out first. You were sold as a slave, aren't you quite arrogant?

  Seeing Jinhu's face change, Neil pulled Jinhu two steps and said: "One of her children was killed by the Asian black gang, she has no good feelings towards Asians. This is the cheapest place I can find."

  "Following Jin Hu's explanation, he said to the old woman: 'Fifty-five dollars does not include three meals! This should be okay, your house is also empty'."

  The old woman nodded and took Jinhu to a small room downstairs. Jinhu went in and saw that it was just big enough for a bed, but the sheets on top looked okay.

  "You rest first, I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning," Neil said to Jinhu.

  Jin Hu nodded and watched Neil leave the room, closed the door, took off his clothes and lay down on the bed. He closed his eyes and began to contact the warship through Storm Seven.

  After contacting the flight officer and power officer, everything was normal. Jin Hu only cut off the connection, closed his eyes, and began to try to clear his mind.

  The current warship is in energy protection mode, and many things are not understood by Jinhu, even the captain's log can't be seen. It's impossible to understand how the warship came from and why it chose itself. All results can only be seen after Jinhu provides energy to the warship. Maybe there will be an explanation that Jinhu wants, or maybe not. But Jinhu chooses to believe in the warship because Jinhu has no other choice but to believe.

  As the warship appeared, Jin Hu was stunned for a few seconds before becoming ecstatic. As for fear, it flashed through his mind and was immediately thrown to the back of his head. It wasn't that Jin Hu was calm and collected, but rather he had already figured out what he had that could make the warship take notice. To put it bluntly, he was just a worthless life, and if he wanted to save himself, it would be too easy for the warship, no need to waste so much energy playing tricks on him.

  What does Jin Hu have in himself? The strength to move bricks? The efficiency of moving bricks is still given by the warship, right? Handsome and good-looking? This is too unreliable, let alone Jin Hu's appearance is at most average, even if Pan An were alive, what would be the use of a machine coming? Could a warship evolve into a Longyang? Simply wanting to kill himself? Without the warship, he would have died under the guns of Xu Mao's arranged gunman long ago, why bother saving himself with such great effort.

  There's nothing to lose, and there are huge benefits in sight. Why would Jin Hu waste time probing the warship's purpose? Is it to take Jin Hu's life? Can Jin Hu resist? If he can't resist, then why not just be straightforward? You give me what you want, I'll take it; if you want my life, take it! When you have the courage to face the worst outcome, the choice is no longer difficult.

  There are countless prisoners facing the death penalty, most of whom can't even hold their bowls steady while eating their last meal and need to be fed by others. While eating, they cry and sob uncontrollably, constantly expressing regretful words, hoping to gain a hint of sympathy and comfort from those around them. But is this possible? Probably not, as your final moments are likely to become the topic of conversation after dinner for most people, with nothing more than a single sentence: "If only I had known then what I know now!"

  Some people hold a bowl and eat quickly, wiping the oil from their mouths, then turn to the person next to them and say: "Brother, when the time comes, be generous with me and give me a quick death!" The result is already decided, and begging for mercy is no better than facing it head-on.

  Since the worst outcome has already been mentally prepared for, why be like a timid woman, hesitating and shrinking back.

  Life should be enjoyed to the fullest! Even in adversity, one must have the courage to drink fine wine and climb high towers. This is Jin Hu's inner aesthetic view of life. As for those who are sorrowful and mournful, when they meet Jin Hu, it can only be a case of "in goes the white blade, out comes the red blade". Jin Hu doesn't have the patience to act out a tragic drama with you.