"No matter who you are, apologize to my friend." At the critical moment, Qin Zhao stepped forward. This was his opportunity as a hero to save the beauty, and he would not miss it.
The young man looked at Qin Zhao with disdain and said, "Who do you think you are?"
Qin Zhao doesn't want to make enemies with this kind of bastard, but he won't back down in front of Miffel. If he can't show any signs of a man, what will he use to pursue Miffel in the future?
Qin Zhao grabbed the young man's collar, gritted his teeth and threatened: "Boy, I'm warning you one last time to apologize to my friend."
The young man was also angry. Although a person like him has no money or power, he values face more than anything else. It can even be said that he lives just for this face.
If he is embarrassed in public, how can he get along in the future?
"Fuck you, do you have the qualifications to fight with me?" The young man kicked Qin Zhao in the lower abdomen.
Qin Zhao was caught off guard and took several steps back before falling on the dance floor.
If such small conflicts don't break out, the Magic City will generally not intervene. After all, such small conflicts happen every day, and they can resolve them by themselves. Unless it really gets bigger, Lin Yong will show up.
Han Sanqian and Mo Yang were upstairs and saw the situation clearly.
"The hero saves the beauty, but it's a pity that this hero is not very capable." Mo Yang said with a smile, and deliberately looked at Han Sanqian from the corner of his eye.
Han Sanqian was unmoved. His current mentality was just like yesterday morning when he happened to meet Miffel and quarrel with others downstairs of the unit. He ignored the matter and ignored it.
Seeing that Han Sanqian didn't move, Mo Yang continued: "I am your neighbor after all, why don't you help me?"
"I'm just a loser, even if..."
Before he finished speaking, Han Sanqian's phone suddenly rang. It was the manager of the boxing ring calling him.
This immediately gave Han Sanqian an ominous premonition, but Dong Hao was Qi Yiyun's man, and now that he and Qi Yiyun had reached a cooperative relationship, Dong Hao had no reason to go to the boxing ring to cause trouble.
"What's wrong?" Han Sanqian asked after picking up the phone.
"Brother Sanqian, something happened in the boxing ring. Someone smashed the place. Brother Dao is in the ring now, but I'm afraid he won't last long," the manager said.
Is it another opponent that even the Twelve Swordsmen can't defeat?
Or is it that Donghao is deliberately taking revenge on him?
"I'll be right over." Han Sanqian said in a deep voice.
After hanging up the phone, Mo Yang asked: "What's going on?"
"There's something going on in the boxing ring. I'll go over and take a look." After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he walked towards the stairs.
"What should I do about this? Do you want to help your neighbor?" Mo Yang asked.
"It has nothing to do with me."
Mo Yang shrugged helplessly. Since Han Sanqian said it had nothing to do with it, he naturally didn't bother to intervene.
On the dance floor, after Qin Zhao was kicked, it took him a while to recover, and he stood up with the help of his friends.
The young man looked at Qin Zhao with great disdain and said, "A waste like you, stand up for others and deliberately show me a joke?"
"Boy, I work in Tianjia's company." Qin Zhao said through gritted teeth. He would not expose Tianjia unless it was absolutely necessary, but now it was obvious that he could not defeat the other party, so he had no choice but to do so.
As soon as the young man heard about Tianjia, his arrogance immediately subsided a lot.
At this time, Miffel saw Han Sanqian leaving quickly. She didn't expect to meet Han Sanqian here, so her expression was a little surprised.
But the surprise soon turned into disdain. He left so quickly, obviously because of the trouble she was having. After all, almost everyone in the nightclub saw such a commotion, and it was impossible for him not to miss it.
Coward!
You're a complete coward. I didn't expect you to help me solve this problem. You can run faster than anyone else.
Not only is he a loser, but he is also as timid as a mouse.
It was like this yesterday, and it is like this now, making Miffel's disdain for Han Sanqian even more serious.
"Brother, take care of your friends. If you can't afford it, don't go out to play." After finishing speaking, the young man left the dance floor.
Qin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the banner of the Tian family was still useful, otherwise today's trouble would not be so easy to solve.
"Are you okay?" Qin Zhao asked Miffel.
"It's okay. How are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Miffel asked with concern.
Feeling Miffel's concern, the pain in Qin Zhao's lower abdomen was reduced by half in an instant. If Miffel could take notice, the kick was worth it.
"It's okay." Qin Zhao waved his hands and said.
Miffel didn't like Qin Zhao very much, but when compared with Han Sanqian, she suddenly felt that Qin Zhao was more of a man.
At least he dared to come forward on this matter, but Han Sanqian could only sneak away with oil on his feet.
Although Qin Zhao was not as good as she imagined Prince Charming to be, he at least had courage, unlike Han Sanqian who was not as good as a man like Han Sanqian.
Miffel was speechless. How could Yang Meng like such a useless man? It seemed that after returning home, she had to persuade Yang Meng not to let her fall in love with such a waste.
After Han Sanqian left the magical city, he drove all the way to the underground boxing ring.
The boxing ring was also very lively tonight. Before he actually entered the arena, Han Sanqian heard the ear-piercing screams of countless spectators, as if something blood-curdling was happening in the ring.
When they arrived at the stands, Dao Twelve was fighting someone on the ring, but this person was not Dong Hao.
Judging from the situation, Dao Twelve should be at a disadvantage. His white T-shirt was stained with some scarlet red, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered some internal injuries.
"Are you the only loser in this huge boxing ring?" Dao Twelve's opponent was a small man less than 1.6 meters tall, but his muscles were bursting all over his body, like copper pillars, and he looked very impressive.
Dao Twelve gritted his teeth. He was now relying solely on his willpower to support himself. Otherwise, he would have fallen down long ago. He never thought that this seemingly weak opponent in front of him could actually explode with such tyrannical power.
Whether it was strength or speed, he almost reached the limit known by Dao Twelve. Also because of his speed, Dao Twelve did not have a single effective attack and was beaten almost the entire time.
"I haven't fallen yet, now is not the time for you to be proud." Dao Twelve said through gritted teeth.
There was a strong sense of contempt in the eyes of the little man. He did not fall down simply because he did not want Dao Twelve to fall down yet.
"If I want you to die, you will die immediately. With your ability, do you still have a chance to resist?" the little man said mockingly.
Han Sanqian's face was as dark as water. It was obvious that Dao Twelve was not his opponent. Moreover, Han Sanqian also discovered an important point. He found Han Qing's figure in the auditorium closest to the ring. She had a look on her face.
The proud smile and eye contact with the little man directly explained the relationship between the two of them.
Will the Han family not only put pressure on him in the mall, but also attack in gray areas?
This is too much!
Han Sanqian took a deep breath. Even Dao Twelve was no match for him. Even if he got into the ring, it would be of no use.
At this time, Han Qing also saw Han Sanqian, and the ridicule from the bottom of his heart became more straightforward.
"Still calling? What's the use? In such a rubbish place, can you still find an opponent to compete with Wu Feng?" Han Qing said to himself.
Han Sanqian made a call directly to Qi Yiyun's mobile phone. In the current situation, apart from Dong Hao, Han Sanqian could not think of anyone else who could solve this problem.
Since the two of them now have a cooperative relationship with each other, it is reasonable for her to contribute.
"Qi Yiyun, where is your man? Let him come to the underground boxing ring. Something happened here." Han Sanqian said.
"If it's your private matter, there's no need for me to get involved unless..."
Before Qi Yiyun finished speaking, Han Sanqian interrupted: "Han Yan sent people to make trouble in the underground boxing ring. Is this my private matter?"
Qi Yiyun originally planned to discuss the terms with Han Sanqian, but after hearing this, he could only take it back and said: "I will let him go right away."
After hanging up the phone, Han Sanqian walked towards the ring.
He couldn't let Dao Twelve continue to fight, otherwise the injuries would be more serious.
"What, you loser, are you going to challenge me?" Wu Feng asked disdainfully when he saw Han Sanqian.
