Chen Fan looked calm and took a step forward to lift Ruan Xiaoyu up.

Ruan Xiaoyu is not a simple person who can gain a foothold in the ghost market, but in Chen Fan's hands, she does not dare to struggle or resist.

The ghost market has its own set of survival rules. In this place, it doesn't matter if you offend a big shot like Han Wei.

But it would be fatal to offend a black boxer like Chen Fan, who had just won ten consecutive victories in the black boxing game and killed people brutally.

Therefore, Ruan Xiaoyu did not dare to resist at all. She just looked at Chen Fan with pleading eyes and said: "Gui... Gui Che, I didn't offend you!"

Chen Fan ignored him at all and said to Han Wei, "Fan me!"

Han Wei glanced at Chen Fan and without hesitation, she raised her hand and slapped him with more than a dozen slaps.

Amidst a series of crisp sounds, the pretty and charming Ruan Xiaoyu groaned miserably, with both sides of her face swollen.

Seeing that Han Wei's hand hurt from being slapped, Chen Fan threw Ruan Xiaoyu to the ground.

There were people around who saw this scene, including some guards who were required to maintain the boxing ring, but they had no reaction at all.

Mainly because of Chen Fan's identity, they didn't dare to make mistakes.

Even Ba Zhuo, the ultimate strongman in the underground boxing world and martial arts master, couldn't do anything to Chen Fan. The guards like them came up to take care of things and were just causing trouble!

"Let's go!"

Chen Fan didn't want to delay any longer and said to Han Wei.

Han Wei nodded silently and took a deep look at Xie Jingyan. There was not much joy after the catharsis on her face, but only a hint of loneliness.

The two returned to the aisle and walked out of the underground boxing ring with Zhao Quan and Wang Ziqing.

Han Wei remained silent and did not speak.

It was Wang Ziqing who led the way, walking through the maze-like streets and alleys of the ghost market, and finally walked out of the ghost market and arrived at the parking lot.

Just as he was about to get in the car, there was sudden applause.

Chen Fan turned his head and looked, and saw the lights of a Raptor not far away coming on, and a woman in red getting out of the car.

She is in her mid-twenties and has a very hot figure. Her bright red dress does not look tacky, but instead gives people a sense of brightness.

"The undefeated God of War Chen Tianjiao!"

The woman spoke and said hello.

Chen Fan was slightly startled and said, "Who are you?"

Zhao Quan's pupils narrowed slightly when he saw the woman in red.

"My name is Shang Wushuang." The woman in red smiled and said, "The name is the same as yours, which means we are destined!"

Chen Fan said calmly: "Is something wrong?"

Shang Wushuang saw Chen Fan's indifferent attitude, but he didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said: "That's it. Thanks to you, I gained a lot tonight. I always have a small 400 million. Although the boxing ring hasn't paid me yet, but

I’m very happy to earn so much at once!”

"That's your business!" Chen Fan didn't want to delay any longer. The most important thing for him now was to take Zhao Quan away safely.

Jicang has already warned him, and he doesn't want to create more complications.

In a place like the Ghost Market, where there is a mixed bag of good and bad, the other party must have spies, and maybe they are already targeting you, so you have to be cautious.

"That's also brought about by your ten consecutive wins. I'm very interested in you."

Shang Wushuang smiled.

"I'm not interested in you!"

Chen Fan answered casually, opened the car door and said: "Goodbye!"

"I will have something of interest to you here, and we will meet again."

Shang Wushuang smiled and said.

Chen Fan did not comment, opened the car door, and motioned to the bodyguard who was driving to take another car.

This was a Land Rover, and the space inside was quite spacious. Han Wei sat in the passenger seat.

Zhao Quan wanted to take another car, but Chen Fan motioned him to the back seat.

Close the car door, reverse out of the parking lot and leave quickly.

Shang Wushuang leaned against the Raptor, watching the headlights of the two cars go away, and shrugged.

"Miss, this person is a bit ungrateful!"

Shang Wushuang's maid Lu Zhu said.

"Isn't this kind of reaction normal in a place like a ghost market?"

Shang Wushuang squinted his eyes and said, "The man behind Chen Tianjiao is the eighth master of the boxing ring, right?"

"Yes." Luzhu said, "He is the capable manager of the boxing ring!"

Shang Wushuang nodded and said: "This man left the boxing ring with Chen Tianjiao, and Chen Tianjiao previously challenged for ten consecutive victories. What is the connection here?"

Naturally, Green Bamboo cannot give an answer to this question.

It is not normal for Chen Tianjiao, the undefeated God of War, to appear in the ghost market.

"Let's go, find a hotel to rest first, we will go to Kyoto tomorrow."

Shang Wushuang said.

"Miss, the water in Kyoto is very deep, and the master will not allow you to leave the Northeast."

An old woman poked her head out of the car and said.

"That's why I have to go, Granny Hua, if you don't allow it, then you can go home." Shang Wushuang said.

The old woman shook her head, just mentioned this and didn't persuade her.

Just as he was about to get in the car, he saw several people walking over.

"Sister Wushuang, has Chen Tianjiao escaped?"

The first person was none other than Mr. Hang from Private Room No. 7. He came with a lot of force, but when he saw Shang Wushuang, his face turned gloomy.

Shang Wushuang looked at Mr. Hang and said with a smile: "Not long ago, you can still catch up. But, are you trying to cause trouble for him?"

"That grandson made me lose miserably!"

When he mentioned this, Mr. Hang's face turned dark.

Not only did his 50 million bet disappear in the ninth game, but he refused to give up. In the last game when Badro took action, he bet another 50 million!

Ba Zhuo is a martial arts master, and he knows Ba Zhuo's strength very well.

In the end, Ba Zhuo also lost and was taken away by Chen Fan for ten consecutive victories.

Not only did he leave Zong Yiming, a master of energy transformation, here, but he also spent 100 million in vain. You can imagine the anger in his heart.

"Then drive and chase him quickly."

Shang Wushuang smiled half-heartedly and said, "Catch him and kill him. Well, are these bodyguards enough for you?"

Young Master Hang was speechless upon hearing this.

How could he dare to chase him? He was just here to vent a few words to Chen Fan. If he really wanted to take action, the few bodyguards behind him wouldn't be enough to punch him.

Even Ba Zhuo didn't do anything to Chen Fan, right?

"Gee, if you don't dare, then why are you here, asking for trouble?"

Seeing Master Hang's misfortune, Shang Wushuang felt happy.

After all, we are afraid of comparison in everything. In this contrast, the other person's pain highlights our own happiness.

So, Shang Wushuang continued: "Why are you betting on Chen Tianjiao's opponent? If you want to bet on Chen Tianjiao, 10 million is 300 million!"

"Tsk, tsk, you missed such a great opportunity. You may not get it once in three years!"

Young Master Hang's heart was bleeding.

If it had been anyone else, he would have changed his face and started yelling, but the person opposite Shang Wushuang was not an ordinary person, and his family background was much more powerful than his.

Moreover, this girl is famous for being a bitch. If she offends her, she will be beaten so hard that even the King of Heaven will not be able to do anything to her.

With a gloomy face, Mr. Hang said sourly: "Congratulations to Sister Wushuang!"

With that said, he turned around and went back to the ghost market, intending to have some fun there and vent his frustration.

Shang Wushuang said leisurely: "By the way, Hang Yunzhou, can you find a boxer to come and let us have a bet?"

When Master Hang heard this, his body trembled again.

If a master in the ancient martial arts world like Zong Yiming is so easy to hire, how can there be a place in the ghost market for boxers like Greedy Wolf Qilin to hang out?

He had to compensate Zong Yiming this time.

"Well, let's talk about it later, Sister Wushuang!"
Chapter completed!