"Boy, don't be too arrogant. If you are arrogant, you will be bitten by dogs..."
Zhang Yan walked to the middle of the ring while talking and looked at the guy in black. Although he couldn't tell how powerful the opponent was from his appearance, the fact was before his eyes. In just a short period of time, he knocked several people away.
Master.
"Are you the curator?" the guy opposite asked.
"Yes, I am the director of Bawang Boxing Gym. If you have a good attitude today, just admit your mistake. If you have a bad attitude, I will beat you to death. Believe it or not?" Zhang Yan stood on the stage domineeringly.
said.
"Haha, destroy me, right?"
The master of the Murong family glanced towards the stands. At this time, sitting in another corner was an old man with white hair. He was wearing a sun hat, and the brim of the hat was deliberately lowered so that his eyes could not be seen.
, this old guy is Murong Qiufeng. In order not to attract attention, he deliberately did not sit with his subordinates.
The subordinate on the stage glanced at him just now, and it was clear that he planned to kill the curator, and asked Elder Murong Qiufeng to be prepared and fly down to rescue people later.
At this time, the two people on the stage had already taken a stance, and suddenly and quickly approached each other at the same time, waving their fists at each other and hitting each other on the head.
As soon as the opponent made a move, Zhang Yan knew that he was no match for him, because before the fist hit him, he felt a fierce murderous aura. This kind of murderous aura cannot be produced by ordinary people, only those who have killed many people.
Only a vicious person can fight.
He hurriedly rolled on the spot to avoid the opponent's attack, lay on the ground and kicked the opponent's leg.
But with this kick, the man in black not only did not fall, but his own feet were shaken weak. His whole body was instantly ejected, sliding against the ground for several meters until he hit the isolation fence.
Just stopped.
At this time, the black-clothed master jumped up and struck Zhang Yan, who was lying on the ground, with his iron fist. Zhang Yan was unable to dodge as he fell to the ground. If this punch had hit him, he would have been crippled even if he didn't die.
Murong Qiufeng, who was in the stands, stood up quickly. This was the best opportunity for him to save people.
But before he could take action, a person suddenly flew in from the door, floated past with a roar, and quickly flew towards the ring. While the person was still in the air, he suddenly took action and hit Hei Hei who was in the air with a fist.
On the person's body.
The man in black was shocked. He originally thought that Elder Murong Qiufeng would fly over and just slap him away symbolically, but he didn't expect such an unexpected situation to occur. At this time, it was too late for him to escape, and there was a bang.
, was hit firmly in the heart with a fist.
"ah……"
The master of the Murong family was beaten into the air, hit hard on the ceiling of the room, and then hit the ground again. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale.
This change was so fast that the spectators in the stands had not yet reacted. Even Murong Qiufeng had no time to save people and watched helplessly as the master in black was knocked away by the sudden appearance of the figure.
"Oh, Niubi..."
"Okay, good fight..."
"Damn it, master Zhao Qian showed up again. I haven't seen him for a long time..."
A burst of cheers immediately came from the boxing gym. When the man in the air landed on the ground, he discovered that it was the master Zhao Qian who had disappeared for a long time.
He has created several miracles in this boxing gym, but since defeating those peerless masters in Yunling Mountain, he has never appeared in the Bawang Boxing Gym again.
I originally thought that I would never see him again, but I didn't expect that he would show up again today, and his appearance was so majestic, which immediately detonated the atmosphere of the entire boxing gym, and the scene was plunged into jubilation. If it weren't for
If the security stopped them, these fanatical guys might have already rushed into the middle of the ring.
At this time, Zhao Qianye walked over to Zhang Yan, helped him up, and handed him to the staff standing next to the ring to help Zhang Yan down.
Murong Qiufeng stood in the stands and was stunned. Zhao Qianye's sudden appearance completely disrupted his plan.
At this time, another master from the Murong family had already hurried over and helped up his seriously injured companion who fell to the ground. He was a little at a loss and didn't know what to do.
Zhao Qianye stood on the stage and said, "How about it? Do you want to come up and try again? I'll be waiting."
The guy glanced at the stands and found that Murong Qiufeng was shaking his head. He immediately waved his hand and helped his companion to walk outside.
The two people looked at each other just now. Although the movement was very small, Zhao Qianye still saw it. He smiled calmly, glanced at the white-haired old man in the stands, and then walked down the stage.
Murong Qiufeng knew that Zhao Qianye had discovered him, so the old guy quickly lowered his head and left quickly.
It was really inconvenient for him to be in this situation today. If Zhao Qianye found out that the two people just now were the gold masters of their Murong family, he would not only be unable to win over him, but it would also make his hatred towards the Murong family even deeper.
At this time, the audience in the stands was excited, raising their hands and shouting.
"Zhao Qian Zhao Qian, Zhao Qian the Great God, Zhao Qian..."
Zhao Qianye cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you all for coming. See you again by chance."
After he finished speaking, he quickly rushed outside without going upstairs to talk to Yang Huoshan.
Zhao Qianye knew that Murong Qiufeng was staying at the Atlantic International Hotel, so he ran out of the boxing gym and drove towards the hotel.
It was almost time to get off work. He called Wang Chuxia in the car and made sure that Wang Chuxia would have to work overtime tonight before he continued to speed towards the Atlantic International Hotel.
The car parked in the garage and Zhao Qianye walked into the hotel. At this time, a waitress bent down to welcome him with a smile on her face.
"Dignified guest, do you want to stay?"
Zhao Qianye shook his head. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'll go upstairs to find my friend."
"Okay, here you go, distinguished guest." The waiter pointed to the elevator not far ahead with a smile on his face.
Zhao Qianye walked towards the elevator when suddenly a woman patted him from behind. She thought it was the tall beauty who had seduced her, so he turned around in a hurry.
"You, I'll kill you, Xia Ziyan, are you a ghost? Why did you suddenly appear?" Zhao Qianye said depressedly.
"Tch, it's your fault for being too careless. You didn't even know someone was behind you, and you still said he was a master." Xia Ziyan stuck out her tongue, her face full of disdain.
Zhao Qianye ignored her and continued to walk into the elevator. Xia Ziyan immediately followed.
He doesn't know why this little girl always follows him. It would be fine if she had better kung fu, but her kung fu is only mediocre, and it's difficult for her to help. (To be continued)