One sentence.

This immediately made Old Long and Kunlun and Fan Lu feel relieved.

Indeed... what really makes people feel troublesome is Chen Dong's Taoist heart demon.

The depression is stagnant and unable to vent, which will only lead to a high probability of growing the demon seed planted in Chen Dong's heart.

It's really better to vent.

"Can I go in and see him?"

Gu Qingying was worried and full of worry.

"Let the young master stay alone for a while. His knot will be difficult to calm down every time he gets together."

Old Long shook his head with a sad expression and said with emotion.

The mysterious man next to him also nodded.

"It's getting late, everyone can rest early. In addition, from tomorrow, we will have to be very energetic."

After a pause, his voice suddenly became solemn: "According to calculations, the battle of Nanming City will have almost declined to the major forces."

With a self-deprecating smile, the mysterious man scratched his head: "Maybe it's not called recession, but the killers around him might have been frightened. There were not many left. Major forces sent out killers again, and it is estimated that they should be here soon."

Hearing words.

Old Long, Kunlun and Fan Lu all changed their expressions.

A tense atmosphere instantly surrounded everyone.

After a few seconds of silence.

Kunlun said: "Early tomorrow morning, Xiaolu and I will check the security system inside and outside the Zhulin courtyard and make sure to be foolproof."

"good!"

The mysterious man answered.

...

It's late at night and people are quiet.

The whole city fell into a deep sleep as it reached the second half of the night.

Only some places still exude vitality.

For example... a bar.

Another example is...the underground boxing world.

As the boss behind the underground boxing world, Zhou Yanqiu came to this dark and bloody place with a rare opportunity.

He is a hero and a high-ranking person.

I am very disliked by this darkness, blood, and even gathering many places where some unknown people gather.

Even if the manager of the underground boxing world, when he saw Zhou Yanqiu tonight, he would have a big surprise like being favored.

"Mr. Zhou, are you still satisfied with the arrangements tonight?"

The manager was a middle-aged man. He bent and stood beside Zhou Yanqiu in a flattering manner.

Zhou Yanqiu put down the red wine glass in his hand, slowly picked up the cigar in the ashtray, and took a light sip.

Feeling the rich cigar smoke lingering in my mouth, my eyes were burning at the ring covered in iron cage below.

It was a hearty, heart-to-heart battle.

The blood made the audience burst into extremely deafening shouts.

Blood, money, death, and everything created this "gold-eliminated cave" hidden in the darkness of the ground.

"Where did that little man come from? It seems that he is not very good at fighting."

Zhou Yanqiu asked one of the stars below.

It was a petite and capable man with his upper body naked. He was more flexible when fighting, but his strength and moves were much weaker than the opponent.

So much so that in a very short period of time, he was completely suppressed by his opponent.

At this time, the blood stained my chest with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and my eyes were a little vague.

In Zhou Yanqiu's opinion, this was simply a death sentence.

He does not come to the underground boxing world often, but this does not mean that he does not have the gaze to simply judge the combat power of both sides.

What's more, in the battle on the iron cage arena, as long as there are people who are not blind, they can distinguish between the top and bottom.

The manager glanced at it and sneered: "He, he is not a boxer in our underground boxing world, he is a thief. I heard that he is very famous in the Tao, but he loves to bet. I heard that he has owed a lot of debts. Recently, the news is too close to him. The debt collection is almost dead, so he ran to our underground boxing world to do boxing."

"Fist?"

Zhou Yanqiu raised his eyebrows and asked with a deep look: "How much did he bet?"

He is not stupid, a gentleman on the beam. Even when he owes huge gambling debts, the most priority is to do the work on the beam, and he will not foolishly run to the underground boxing world to fight to the death.

Of course, the most attractive thing about underground boxing is by no means the battle on the iron cage arena.

But... the gambling market!

"Zhou Shengming."

The manager flattered and complimented, and then laughed strangely: "This guy is quite smart. He went to our boxing world to fight boxing and deliberately bet on his own 100,000 yuan to lose, so there was a scene in front of him. But Mr. Zhou was worried. In this case, we will select an opponent and fight hard. The 100,000 yuan gambling is not a big deal. Even if he makes a big fortune, he will probably take out half of his money to treat broken arms and legs."

If you dare to open a market in the underground boxing world, you have already budgeted all possible situations and have the courage and courage to deal with them.

Money can be taken!

But it depends on whether the relationship with the King of Hell is good and whether it can be obtained!

"Interesting, it seems that this thief is not an ordinary person. He dares to come here and pay blatantly."

Zhou Yanqiu had a deep gaze, holding a cigar in her mouth, and grinned.

Ten minutes later.

Bang!

On the iron cage ring, a heavy punch hit the thief's face.

Blood flew everywhere and sprinkled into the sky.

Amid the cheers of tsunamis in the boxing world.

The thief leaned back and with a bang, he fell into a pool of blood.

The game is over!

Ten minutes later.

Another battle continues to begin.

And in the backstage lounge.

The thief endured the pain all over his body and quickly wiped the blood from his body. He glanced at the number of checks exchanged for winning in his hand. A smile appeared on his bruised face.

"Hahaha... My genius is such a genius. In such a boxing match, if you play three more games, you will probably be able to pay off your gambling debts. By then, I will be a hero again, which is faster than the stolen one."

The check was collected and the thief was about to leave.

suddenly.

A group of people rushed in.

Want to suffer!

The thief's face changed drastically.

Next second.

Accompanied by the thief's scream.

In an instant, the thief was pressed to the ground.

Accompanied by the manager, Zhou Yanqiu slowly walked to the thief with a cigar in her mouth.

Looking down at the thief on the ground, Zhou Yanqiu asked calmly: "What's your name?"

"Zhao Polu!"

The thief replied.

The scene in front of him made him know that the slightest stubbornness of the situation may make the situation even more unfavorable to him.

"Zhao Polu, his name is a good name, but unfortunately what he did has nothing to do with a real man."

Zhou Yanqiu's expression turned cold, and suddenly raised his right foot and stepped on Zhao Polu's head: "Do you know that no one can blatantly eat this black money in this boxing world. If you can survive, you haven't broken your arms and legs, you're lucky."

"Why, your boxing world opens the door to do business, and you are not allowed to cheat money?"

Zhao Polu was very unhappy and roared so sharply that he said something ridiculous.

As soon as these words were said, the manager and a group of people in the boxing world immediately made the faces of the angry aura.

But Zhou Yanqiu raised his head and laughed: "It seems that it is wise for me to let them keep a whole body. What you guys say is interesting enough."

Suddenly.

Zhou Yanqiu lowered his head sharply, and his eyes burst into fierce light.

"But the death penalty is avoided, and the living penalty cannot be escaped. I will let them keep you for your business tonight. It is not to spare you, but I don't want to come to this boxing world at a rare time. I will see disabled people or dead people on the ring..."
Chapter completed!