Song Yan drove.
Along the way, Song Qiu was surprised from time to time.
"Several boxing gyms are preparing today to deal with Zhao Shan at the exhibition, but this Zhao Shan is obviously prepared."
Song Qiu stared at the message on his phone and suddenly shouted, "Master He from the Nanshan Boxing Gym in Yangcheng is here."
Song Qiu suddenly became energetic and said, "It turns out that the Sun family asked Master He to take action."
Chu Chen turned around, "Is Master He from Nanshan Boxing Gym famous?"
"Master He is certainly famous in the Yangcheng boxing world."
Song Qiu said, "His strength is definitely still above that of Senior Lei Bao."
Song Qiu looked excited. Of course he also hoped that someone could defeat Zhao Shan of Northern Fist.
Song Qiu really didn't have much confidence in himself.
The car headed all the way towards Qiongshuiwan Hotel.
The excitement on Song Qiu's face slowly faded.
"Master He can't gain the upper hand."
Song Qiu clenched his fist fiercely, "Is this Northern Fist Zhao Shan really so difficult to deal with?"
Song Qiu felt uneasy inside.
"Remember what my brother-in-law said to you."
Chu Chen said, "It's up to you to destroy this so-called exhibition today."
Chu Chen turned around and looked at Song Qiu with a smile, "As long as you defeat Northern Fist Zhao Shan, from now on, the Chancheng boxing community will all know a name, Southern Fist Song Qiu."
Song Qiu's breathing suddenly became rapid.
His eyes were filled with heat.
Southern Fist Song Qiu! He liked these four words so much.
What young man doesn’t have heroic dreams?
Song Qiu has been practicing boxing and kicking since he was a child, and he has a chivalrous complex in his heart. This is why Chu Chen conquered him so easily at the grand ceremony for winning the Youth League.
When he was in danger, Chu Chen single-handedly brought the Song family to the top of Chan City, overlooking the heroes.
In Song Qiu's heart, it was this kind of person that he admired the most.
When approaching Qiongshuiwan Hotel, Song Qiu's mobile phone group heard the result of the battle.
Master He from Yangcheng also lost.
Song Qiu took a deep breath.
His eyes have already fallen on Qiongshuiwan Hotel.
After finally finding a spot in the parking lot and parking the car, Chu Chen and the other two walked towards the entrance of Qiongshuiwan Hotel.
"Brother Chen."
A voice sounded.
Xia Bei had already pronounced this title very smoothly, and walked over with a smile, "I knew that Brother Chen would definitely come to such an occasion."
Xia Bei had been squatting at the door, waiting for Chu Chen's arrival.
"Let's go, Brother Chen, teach that Northern Fist Zhao Shan a lesson."
Xia Bei said impatiently.
Chu Chen smiled slightly, "Like you, I'm just here to watch the fun."
Xia Bei was startled, and the others walked forward, "Brother Chen, when you go in, you will definitely not be able to bear it when you see the arrogance of Beifan Zhao Shan."
Went into the exhibition hall.
Many people were so angry that they walked out. It was too frustrating to stay in the exhibition hall.
"Thank you all for your support today."
Northern Boxing Zhao Shan stood in the middle of the ring, clasped his hands and said loudly, "Please also appreciate with your heart how useless these so-called boxing gyms are."
Under the ring, many angry eyes were staring at Beifan Zhao Shan.
Zhao Shan then said, "I also gave them a chance to get out of the ring, but unfortunately, no one can fight."
?Zhao Shan looked around and shook his head gently, "Do you know why I stepped on Nanquan so hard?"
No one responded to Zhao Shan.
The eyes looking at Zhao Shan were filled with anger and aggrievedness.
"I was born in Chancheng."
Zhao Shan suddenly said something that caused an uproar in the scene.
"I am also from Chancheng, but I have been traveling north to become a disciple since I was a child."
Zhao Shan sighed, "I came back and found that the Chancheng boxing community is really too weak."
"I will use a few days to prove that Nanquan is a coward."
Zhao Shan stared at everyone with cold eyes and said loudly, "However, from this moment on, Nanquan is no longer a coward."
Zhao Shan jumped up and kicked off the Nanquan Coward sign, "I will defend the glory of Nanquan. You... are not worthy of being called Nanquan."
The sound was loud and harsh.
All around, finally unable to hold back, bursts of curses resounded non-stop.
"Who do you think you are?"
"If you can only fight a little, why should you humiliate Nanquan?"
"I was born in Chancheng, but I stepped down in the Chancheng boxing world. I'm just like a white-eyed wolf."
A lot of yelling.
Zhao Shan looked at everyone and suddenly burst into laughter.
The sound of wild laughter suddenly drowned out the numerous yelling and cursing sounds.
A team suddenly broke in at this moment.
Walking towards the arena.
"He's from the Zhao family."
"Zhao Xinran of the Zhao family."
A voice of exclamation rang out.
Zhao Xinran, a powerful figure in the Zhao family, has a great reputation in Chancheng.
"Is the Zhao family going to take action?"
Many people's eyes suddenly showed anticipation.
"In recent years, the Zhao family has been too low-key.
However, in my heart, the strength of the Zhao family is second only to the Huang family."
"I hope the masters of the Zhao family can defeat Zhao Shan..." Suddenly, the man's voice stopped abruptly.
The Zhao team walked to the ring, and Zhao Xinran walked onto the ring alone.
Many people's eyes were widened to the extreme.
"Zhao Xinran is going to play in person?
But I have never heard that Zhao Xinran also knows boxing and kicking skills."
Zhao Shan looked at Zhao Xinran and suddenly smiled, "Dad, I didn't disappoint you."
As the words continued, the entire exhibition hall fell silent.
Everyone's expressions showed disbelief.
Zhao Jia, Zhao Shan.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The so-called Northern Fist Zhao Shan is actually the son of the Zhao family, Zhao Xinran.
"Very good, hahaha!"
Zhao Xinran laughed, patted Zhao Shan on the shoulder, then raised his head and glanced around, "Let me reintroduce this, my son, Zhao Shan."
The whole place was silent.
Northern Fist Zhao Shan is actually a member of the Zhao family.
However, the Zhao family humiliated the entire Chancheng boxing world in this way.
If Zhao Shan still had an unknown identity, everyone would dare to curse, but no one in the Zhao family would dare to curse.
The frustration in my heart swallowed it hard.
"All I did was to prove that Nanquan, except those named Zhao, are all cowards."
Zhao Shan once again spoke nonsense and looked around with a smile, "But please don't worry, everyone, I will be in charge of Chan City, Zhao Shan, and no one will dare to step on the scene. Don't worry."
Zhao Shan smiled easily and said, "I don't have to make it difficult for you. All the boxing gym signs here, as long as the boxing gym representatives come up, pour tea to me, and recognize the status of the Zhao family of Nanquan as the number one, then their respective boxing can be
Take the museum’s signboard back with you.”
As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar.
The Zhao family, which had always been low-key, suddenly showed its sharp edge and spoke out first.
This chapter has been completed!