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Chapter 100 Miss An

Zhao Jinhu stood in the middle of the arena, with an imposing manner like a tiger and a wolf occupying the area, full of a wild ferocity.

He scanned the audience and suddenly said loudly: "Before I came over to participate in the boxing match today, I went to meet a junior in the martial arts world. His talent was pretty good, but he went astray in martial arts training and went too far.

Rely on hot weapons like firearms."

"So, I asked him to come over tonight to take a look at this underground boxing match and see what the real power of martial arts is. I don't know if he is here, so let's just assume he is."

"Now, I am going to show off my skills and show him that firearms are not always useful. If you meet a strong martial artist, they will be useless!"

Zhao Jinhu's words echoed in the arena.

When the host standing outside the ring heard this, his expression changed slightly and he quickly reminded: "Master Zhao, you are not following the rules. There is no arrangement process..."

Zhao Jinhu stretched out his hand and interrupted: "What I said are the rules!"

As he spoke, he jumped up and grabbed a thick solid iron railing at the edge of the arena.

He exerted force with his palm and squeezed hard.

Crunch!

A thick iron railing as long as an arm was twisted off and used as an iron bar. He waved it in his hand a few times before returning to the ring.

"You guys, all shoot at me!"

Zhao Jinhu held an iron rod in his hand and shouted at the armed security personnel guarding the area between the ring and the stands.

The security personnel were stunned, obviously not expecting this, and they all looked at the host.

The host was also confused.

At this time, a voice seemed to come from the earphones of the security personnel.

shot!

The next moment, at least a dozen security personnel in the venue all fired with their guns.

Zhao Jinhu's figure immediately started moving as fast as lightning, and he swung the iron rod in his hand violently.

Dang Dang Dang...

There was a dense sound of metal collision.

Some of the bullets fired were dodged by Zhao Jinhu, while the rest were blocked by him with an iron rod.

This is not to say that his reaction speed can be faster than bullets, but that as soon as the security personnel raised their guns, Zhao Jinhu had already predicted the trajectory of the bullets before they fired.

Using an iron rod to block bullets was more difficult than Wu Tianmao's simple dodge.

After a while, several security personnel emptied the magazines in their guns, and the terrifying sound of metal collision disappeared.

Zhao Jinhu raised the iron rod that was full of bullet holes and had been twisted and deformed, then threw it away and said contemptuously: "Firearms? Haha..."

At this moment.

The onlookers around him were already dumbfounded.

Some wealthy second-generation people had never seen such an exciting scene before, and they were dumbfounded for a moment.

"Holy shit! An iron rod can easily block so many people's shots."

"Fuck! I'll beat him! Ten bets! Ten million! I want him to win!"

"Me too! No matter who his opponent is, I will force him to win!"

"..."

After coming back to his senses, the venue erupted into a roar.

Ye Qi and several people from the martial arts association were also deeply shocked.

Xu Peng originally wanted to brag a few more words, but after opening his mouth for a long time, he still didn't dare to brag.

Gu Qing was also extremely shocked. Although she had already seen Wu Tianmao dodging bullets, she was still shocked when she saw Zhao Jinhu's move now.

"It's not bad. My inner energy is almost perfect in cultivation, and it's a little bit better than Wu Tianmao." Su Yun nodded secretly in his heart.

at the same time.

In Hongbin Building, in a luxurious private room.

A woman in a bright red dress looked at the huge screen in the room.

Above, is the real-time picture of what happened in the arena.

Next to the woman, there was an old man in Tang suit and a middle-aged man in a straight suit.

The man in the suit stared at the portable computer in his hand and reported: "Miss An, this Zhao Jinhu is new here, and he doesn't follow any rules. He is so disobedient. Now the guests are placing their bets on him, even if they have lowered their bets.

Odds, everyone is betting on him to win."

Hearing this, the woman in the red dress smiled lightly and said, "People who are capable will inevitably have some tempers. If they were all Hu Youde and Xiang Zhengqi, it would be boring."

The man in the suit hesitated for a moment and said: "However, our original plan was to take advantage of everyone's unfamiliarity with Zhao Jinhu and introduce Wang Kui, the lightning hand who made a lot of fame in the last boxing match, to come forward and fight Zhao Jinhu. By then everyone

We will make a big profit by betting on Wang Kui.

But now that Zhao Jihu has done something like this, everyone is betting heavily on Zhao Jinhu. Once Zhao Jinhu wins, our Villa will have to pay at least several hundred million this time."

The woman in the red dress smiled and said: "Then don't let Zhao Jinhu win. Grandpa Wei, do you think Wang Kui is sure that he can defeat Zhao Jinhu?"

Wei Changtong shook his head and said decisively: "The strength of Zhao Jinhu is very good. He is already at the peak of the fifth level of martial arts. He has even stepped into the sixth level of martial arts with half of his feet. His inner strength has almost been perfected. He is only one step behind me.

It's just a thin line. If he really wants to be ruthless, three seconds will be enough to kill Wang Kui."

The woman in the red dress nodded when she heard this, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Then let's change Zhao Jinhu's opponent. Anyway, the candidate has not been announced yet."

The man in the suit looked embarrassed: "In addition to Mr. Wei, I'm afraid whoever replaces our villa will not be Zhao Jinhu's opponent."

The woman in the red dress smiled brightly and said: "No, there is another person in the villa who will wake up the one in the dungeon and send him up to fight Zhao Jinhu."

As soon as these words came out, not only the man in the suit, but also the old man in Tang suit changed his face.

"Miss An, the guy locked up in the dungeon is an uncontrollable guy. Once he is released, it will be too difficult to control him." The man in the suit couldn't help but remind him.

The person locked up in the dungeon is no ordinary warrior.

Even strictly speaking, they are no longer pure human beings, but have turned into beasts.

"And once that person is released, he won't stop until there is blood. I'm afraid Zhao Jinhu will be beaten to death. You also know that Zhao Jinhu is the personal bodyguard that Chen Zhongpeng has just invited, and Chen Zhongpeng also has a small stake in our Qingshui Villa..." Suit

The man mentioned again.

The woman in the red dress didn't take it seriously and said: "Don't worry, Chen Zhongpeng knows the seriousness. I just beat him to death as a dog. He doesn't dare to come in front of me and say anything."

Wei Changtong pondered for a while and then said: "Miss, you should be careful about this matter. Once that person is released, it will be bad if he loses control. If it doesn't work, I will personally come forward and fight Zhao Jinhu."

"No!" The woman in the red dress shook her head and said: "Grandpa Wei, you are a retainer of our family. With your status, how can you go out for a boxing match? Besides, with your strength, even if the guy in the dungeon loses control, can you still

Can’t control it?”

When Wei Changtong saw the resolute attitude of the woman in the red dress, he could only sigh and said: "Okay, then I will have to go up and take charge personally in a while to avoid any accidents."


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