My days in the underworld

This article is purely fictional, and any similarities are purely coincidental

In the past, the school always taught us that the Dragon Boat Festival was to commemorate Qu Yuan, and later I learned that it was to commemorate Wu Zixu. As for the reason, I can also understand that the boss has always told us to love the company, love the company, and most importantly, love the boss himself. The boss makes a mistake and needs us to carry it together. The boss has something to do and needs us to move forward. The boss is sorry for us, it is because we did not make the boss satisfied.

The boss hopes that we would all learn from Qu Yuan's great spirit of self-sacrifice, and we really can't stand the grievances and torture, and it is best to solve it by jumping into the river ourselves. Don't learn from Wu Zixu, if you dare to kill my whole family, I will destroy your country.

So during the Dragon Boat Festival, the boss gave each of us a box of rice dumplings, and we all sat down obediently and listened to the boss. The beautiful and sexy secretary smiled charmingly, brought each of us a box of rice dumplings, and said: Hard!

"The Dragon Boat Festival is to commemorate Qu Yuan, Qu Yuan..." The boss thought for a while, probably did not remember what onion Qu Yuan was, whether there was a tattoo on his body, and did not know what to commemorate, so he had to cough: "... Is a nice guy! ”

Below us are expressionless, no one will laugh at the boss, the first brother who dared to laugh at him, now it is estimated that he is still lying at the bottom of the river feeding the fish. Everyone knows that he has no culture, but he dares to fight, his heart is fierce, and his background is deep. Don't look at the usual bad for us, but extremely loyal to the backers behind him.

No one laughs at the boss, and no one cares about a box of rice dumplings. More than a hundred people were like the mud bodhisattvas of the temple, their eyes were sluggish and sluggish.

"Mixed society, pay attention to a loyalty, I can have today, all rely on a piece of loyalty!" The boss is still talking nonsense on it, "I have never betrayed my friends, and when I was fighting, Lao Tzu was the first to rush forward, and today the whole company is all bought by Lao Tzu for his life." ”

The boss talked about the years when the passion was burning, dancing with his hands and feet, and the saliva was flying, but we below were still like dead people. After a long time, the boss himself felt bored. "Forget it, don't talk about this in the New Year, do your things well, don't drop the chain for Lao Tzu." Who TM things did not do well, how far to give Lao Tzu how far to roll. Don't let Lao Tzu see you again! Tonight's big rich dinner, now all give Lao Tzu roll! ”

At the end of the meeting, everyone finally came back to life, one by one, they smiled and walked away with the rice dumpling gift box on their backs. Usually, I rarely communicate with them, and I am used to being alone, so I don't stand up until they are all gone.

"You've been doing well lately!" The boss suddenly stopped me and said, "I know you don't like parties, so you don't have to go at night, do something for me!" ”

I looked at the boss and nodded calmly.

"There was a prince who opened an underground boxing ring, and today he asked me to play a game. It doesn't matter if I win or lose, I have to accompany him to drink anyway, I won't go to the scene, and the bastard won't go. It's nothing more than entertainment when it opens. Do you understand? ”

I nodded again and turned away. Of course I understand that some people like fine wine, some people like women, some people like famous cars and watches, and some people like to watch other people fight, or fight.

The blood-soaked scene can make those who are extremely luxurious become wild inside, and the blood veins make people even more crazy, and this feeling is like sucking hi.

The world's most famous no-rule fighting does not know how many crazy people attract, and the underground black fist is even better than that. Fist to flesh, blood splashing, killing people is a common thing, the maim is even more numerous, many times a game down, can live is already the victor.

At dusk, I walked into the magnificent underground boxing ring. Underground Black Fist is not in a basement or a dark no-man's land. On the contrary, it is on the highest floor, and the slowly rotating top floor can see the whole city in all directions. The interior decoration is like Las Vegas, and the handsome men and women who come and go carry crystal clear wine, take a sip elegantly, and laugh at each other.

I know that I am a two-world person with them, and now I am just a plaything that they can have fun today. But who cares!

After revealing my identity, I was taken into the selection lounge, where the atmosphere was oppressive, and a dozen strong people looked at each other coldly.

I understand that people who come here are either forced to be helpless, or they want to be appreciated by big people and live the life they once dreamed of. What I didn't understand was that I didn't know why I was here, I could have turned down the boss or left this damn broken company, but I still came.

After the bright and green men and women outside had eaten and drunk enough, the game began, and today's winner could get half a million, which was exciting to think about, but I knew that this would not belong to me.

Years of lack of training, the body has long been unable to keep up with the consciousness, plus there are several people with strong fighting skills, and even a Muay Thai master.

After watching a few games, I felt that my chances of surviving were pitifully slim. Every player is giving their all, and every game someone falls. Among them, the Muay Thai master was fierce, and the eyeball of an elbowed opponent was splashed with blood, and when he fell to the ground, everyone knew that he was completely blind. There was no sympathy or pity, just cheers and passionate laughter from the brightly dressed people around them.

Soon wrapped around the thin handguard, I started playing. The opponent is still a Muay Thai master, he has won three games in a row, but he does not look tired, I suspect he is on drugs.

At the beginning of the game, the Muay Thai master launched a fierce attack, fast, with the sound of punches and feet tearing the air. Suddenly, I felt myself in front of and behind me, up and down, left and right, with flying fists and feet.

After a few scrambled strokes, the other party grabbed a flaw in me and punched me in the heart. For a moment, I felt my internal organs turn over, and when I just bent down in pain, the other party hit me with a raised knee, hitting my face door, feeling that the whole world was spinning, and then fell to the ground.

I woke up lying in a chair in the lounge, my face not knowing what potion had been applied, and there was a burning sensation. He staggered to his feet and stumbled out of a place that never belonged to me.

It was night outside, and the late returnees walked to their warm homes with a tired body. I also walked to my cold rental house in the night breeze, and if I recovered some strength, maybe I would boil some hot water and make some noodles to eat.

Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, I forgot to take the box of rice dumplings sent by the boss.