"You are really not afraid of death. In the bonus challenge, boxers will never be merciful."
"Damn it, I don't really want to call him grandpa."
"What a shame, by the time he is admitted to the hospital, we will have already gone home."
Although several people were surprised, they had no intention of fulfilling their promise, and in their opinion, Han Sanqian definitely had no chance to step down from the ring and get into the ambulance. Who else knew who?
"Tonight, in order to give back to the audience, the boxing ring has specially held an audience competition. Everyone can come on stage at will. Whoever can stand to the end will get the bonus of 100,000 yuan provided by the boxing ring." The manager walked on the stage and said with a microphone.
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This sentence caused a lot of commotion. Although one hundred thousand yuan is not much, it is still a lot, and everyone can participate, which means everyone has a chance.
However, in line with the idea that if the enemy does not move, I will not move, so no audience is willing to come on stage yet.
At this time, Han Sanqian walked up from the stage.
"The first challenger has appeared. Who is willing to come up and challenge?" the manager asked.
Seeing that Han Sanqian was not astonishingly tall or had exaggerated muscles, many people began to get ready to make a move. In their view, this kind of opponent had a very high chance of winning.
But when a figure walked towards the ring, those who were ready to make a move immediately gave up their thoughts.
"It's him! He's here again."
"Dao Twelve was defeated by him last night. I didn't expect him to show up today."
"That guy in the ring didn't keep his composure. If he fought against this guy, would he end up better than Dao Twelve? I heard that Dao Twelve is still in the hospital."
The people who had just talked to Han Sanqian smiled when they saw this situation.
"You don't have to worry about calling me grandpa now. This guy will be disabled even if he doesn't die."
"He probably didn't watch last night's game. He doesn't know how he died now."
"It's a pity. Dao Twelve fought him last night and it was a bit interesting, but I don't know how many moves this guy can withstand."
"How many more moves are there? In my opinion, one move is enough to finish him off."
After the man entered the ring, the manager's eyelids jumped. Although this was Han Sanqian's request, once something happened, he couldn't explain it to Dao Twelve.
"Brother Sanqian, be careful." Before leaving the ring, the manager walked up to Han Sanqian and reminded him softly.
Han Sanqian nodded and stood opposite him. He was just a young man in his early twenties. He was able to drive the knife twelve into the hospital, which surprised Han Sanqian.
Yan Jun once said that Han Sanqian had such strength at this age, which was already considered a gift. But the young man standing in front of him now was obviously more talented than him. Otherwise, how could he be able to kill ten swords in a row?
Both of them were defeated by him?
"Can I know your surname?" Han Sanqian asked the man.
The man smiled and said: "Are you here to avenge that man last night? Since it is revenge, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Han Sanqian smiled. Just through one sentence, he could feel the arrogance of this young man. However, he did have the arrogance to be able to score Dao Twelve into the hospital. I am afraid that there would be no one in the entire Yuncheng.
Come alone.
The two of them struck together with great tacit understanding. For the audience in the stands, it was a very exciting fight, with both sides fighting back and forth.
But for Han Sanqian, he felt overwhelming pressure from the beginning. This kind of pressure was just like when he fought against Yan Jun, it was suffocating.
The shock in Han Sanqian's heart became more and more intense. He even felt that this young man, even if he was Lord Yan, would have a very hard time defeating him.
Where does this monster come from? At such an age, it can possess such amazing skills!
"It's not interesting." During the fight, Han Sanqian suddenly heard the man say.
Just when an ominous premonition arose in his heart, Han Sanqian felt that his punching hand actually appeared like a phantom. This was caused by the speed being too fast for people to see clearly.
His hands subconsciously touched his chest, but in an instant, a huge force was transmitted from his palms to his entire body, and then his body flew backwards out of control. Han Sanqian did not stop until he hit the side rope.
The pain in his hands was burning, to the point of numbness and loss of consciousness. Han Sanqian clenched his teeth and could not stop his hands from trembling slightly.
powerful!
Very strong!
This young man brought pressure to Han Sanqian, just like Yan Jun standing in front of him.
"How dare you avenge him for being such a trash person?" The man said to Han Sanqian with such disdain.
"Can I make a friend?" Such a strong enemy, as an opponent, is not good news for Han Sanqian, so being able to win over him is the best situation.
But he didn't seem to have any intention of doing so. He smiled contemptuously and said, "Making friends with trash like you? Sorry, I'm not interested."
After saying that, he looked towards the stands and said, "Is there anyone else who wants to grab this 100,000 yuan from me?"
Last night we fought against Dao Twelve. Most of the audience were present. They had seen how powerful he was. Who dared to leave the field at this time?
"Since there is no one, the money should be given to me, right?" the man said to the manager.
The manager glanced at Han Sanqian, saw Han Sanqian nodded, and then said: "I'll get you the money right away."
Han Sanqian returned backstage to the boxers' lounge. There was nothing strange on the surface of his hand, but the burning pain did not disappear at all. Fortunately, he could bear the force with his palms. If he had hit it with his fists, he would have had to fight again.
It took a week for the plaster to be put on.
"Brother Sanqian, he left after taking the money." After a while, the manager came to the lounge and said to Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian nodded. People like him are definitely not just seeking money, they must also have other purposes.
"Have you sent someone to follow him?" Han Sanqian asked.
"I sent someone to follow him last night, but he was very aware of anti-tracking. I don't think there will be any gains tonight," the manager said.
Han Sanqian said with a serious face: "Just do your best. I hope he is not coming for us, otherwise we will be in big trouble."
After resting for a while, Han Sanqian left the boxing ring and went to the hospital to explain the situation to Dao Twelve.
Dao Twelve was not surprised that Han Sanqian would lose, because there was almost no difference in strength between him and Han Sanqian. Since he both lost so happily, how could Han Sanqian win.
"Brother Sanqian, do you think people like him will be short of money?" Dao Twelve asked.
"I understand what you mean, I will find a way to find out his identity as soon as possible." Han Sanqian said.
Dao Twelve nodded and sighed: "Where did you provoke this master to be so perverted?"
Han Sanqian had a wry smile on his face. If someone were to take revenge on him, it would most likely be Luo Bin. But thinking about it carefully, it seemed unlikely. With Luo Bin's flamboyant character, if he really found such a master, what would happen if he really found such a master?
How could he not show up?
Moreover, the conflict between him and Luo Bin arose because of Tian Changsheng. Even if he wanted to cause trouble, he should go to Tian Changsheng and go to the martial arts gym.
On the top floor of the Peninsula Hotel, in the presidential suite, there were two people standing by the window, a man and a woman. Judging from the back, they were very young. The woman among them was wearing glasses. If Han Sanqian saw it, he would definitely be very shocked, because she is Qi Yiyun.
, and the man next to him is the young man who fought with Han Sanqian in the boxing ring.
"Dong Hao, is there anything in Yuncheng that you deserve to miss?" Qi Yiyun asked, pushing the frame of the mirror.
The man named Dong Hao looked at Qi Yiyun infatuatedly, obviously with a strong love.
"A place where garbage is piled up is not worthy of nostalgia, but as long as you are here, it is paradise to me." Dong Hao expressed his love without any secret.
Qi Yiyun was not moved by Dong Hao's words, and said calmly: "You are not qualified to change my preferences."
After saying this, Qi Yiyun turned his head, took off his glasses and looked at Dong Hao, and continued: "Don't forget your status, you are just a servant."
Dong Hao lowered his head. Although his eyes were very unwilling, he did not dare to resist at all and said: "Miss, I understand."
"Han Sanqian is a very interesting person. Can you find out who he is?" Qi Yiyun asked.
"I've already seen him, he's just a loser." Dong Hao said disdainfully.
