Happy son-in-law

"Just... Just

last Valentine's Day..."Lin Ya reacted quickly enough, "Just last Valentine's Day, my brother-in-law kept calling me, asking me what girls like the most and what they need most, and saying that I want to prepare a surprise for Sister Wanqing."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yang Chen vigorously.

"Ah..."

After Yang Chen panicked, he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, I didn't understand these things before, I originally wanted to prepare a surprise for Wanqing, but no matter how I thought about it, I was not satisfied."

"Later, I pondered and pondered, the sky was dawning, and I didn't know what kind of romantic text message to send, alas, I blamed me for this!"

Lin Wanqing's eyes flashed with a soft light, and she looked at Yang Chen and said with a smile, "Stupid, you have this heart, which is the best gift for my Valentine's Day."

Seeing that this matter was prevaricated, the two of them breathed a long sigh of relief.

Lin Wanqing continued to smile again, "Actually, it's nothing, Valentine's Day means to spend with your lover, we are all old husbands and wives, what kind of Valentine's Day is there." This

made the two of them feel weak again.

"Yes, yes, Valentine's Day should be spent with your lover..."

When Yang Chen said this, he quietly gave Lin Ya a strange look, and Lin Ya lowered her head with a weak heart.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly.

"Brother Yang, I'm Huang Mao, where are you?" Huang Mao's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yang Chen frowned, "What's the matter?" Do I have anything to do with you somewhere?

Huang Mao hurriedly said on the other end of the phone, "No, the underground fight starts tonight, I just heard that Boss Liu is also there tonight..."

I've been so busy these days that I've forgotten the most important thing!

On Wednesday, that is, today, the day of the start of the underground fighting arena, there is a good chance that Boss Liu will appear.

And Boss Liu is currently the only clue to the Blood Spirit Stone!

No matter how many thoughts Yang Chen had, everything had to be based on having enough Blood Spirit Stones, and if there were no Blood Spirit Stones, everything would be natural.

"Daughter-in-law, I have something to go out, and I may not come tonight!"

Yang Chen hung up the phone, said hello to Lin Wanqing and hurriedly ran out.

"Well, got it, stay safe!" Lin Wanqing admonished from behind.

After Yang Chen left, Lin Ya asked with some confusion, "Where are you going without brother-in-law?"

Lin Wanqing said, "Why do you ask?"

Lin Ya said, "This big night, you are not afraid..."

Lin Wanqing was stunned, and suddenly smiled, "I have never worried about this, I believe in Yang Chen, he is a trustworthy man."

Lin Ya opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Thinking back to Valentine's Day that day, I said: Is he trustworthy?

Yang Chenkai drove his little POLO worth more than 20 million yuan at a gallop, and saw Huang Mao waiting at the door of the bar from a distance.

"Brother Yang!"

Seeing Yang Chen get out of the car, Huang Mao trotted over in three steps and two steps, "Brother Yang, I greeted the people inside, and you only need to buy a ticket to enter later." "

Hmm."

Yang Chen looked up, it was a small bar that looked very ordinary on the outside, but today there were all kinds of luxury cars parked at the door.

"Are you sure Boss Liu will be here today?" Yang Chen asked.

Huang Mao nodded affirmatively, "Sure, I heard that today is an international competition, there are a lot of masters, and the prize pool starts at one million, such a big scene, Boss Liu must be there."

"Okay, that's a good job."

Yang Chen said a word and prepared to go inside.

"Brother Yang!"

Huang Mao hurriedly said, "I can only be sure that Boss Liu will definitely be here today, but ordinary people will definitely not see him, and you have to rely on yourself to get in." "

Got it."

Yang Chen nodded and walked inside.

"Brother Yang!" Huang Mao shouted again.

"What's the matter, you're not done!" Yang Chen frowned.

Huang Mao was startled by this action, and hurriedly said, "Brother Yang, Boss Liu is different from us, I know you are skilled, but it's better to take it easy, don't fight him, I'm not saying you can't, but..."

Yang Chen waved his hand and walked into the bar without looking back.

Because Huang Mao said hello in advance, the people inside directly took Yang Chen to a freezer at the back of the bar.

The staff entered a string of passwords in the secret compartment in the freezer, and with a slight pull, a passage to the underground appeared behind the freezer.

"Have fun, VIP!"

After Yang Chen walked in, the staff smiled and closed the "door".

There is a hole in the sky below, with a space the size of two basketball halls, and the crowds around it are full, making a burst of shouts of mountains and tsunamis.

There is a circular platform in the center, surrounded by an iron cage, in which two shirtless men are fighting with their fists.

There are no referees here, there are no rules, you can do whatever it takes to get in the ring, kick the crotch, insert the eye, lock the throat, how deadly it is.

Even spitting and biting with your teeth is fine, the only rule is to survive from above.

In the underground fighting arena, once you lose, there are only two results.

First, lifelong disability.

Second, die!

The two big men on the stage fought more and more bloody, and in the end, one big man finally lost his strength and was hit hard in the stomach.

Then the whole body was lifted high, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and in the cheers of the surrounding audience, the victor raised a thick and strong leg and stepped on the neck of the man on the ground....blood

splattered everywhere, and a thick smell of blood suddenly permeated the surroundings.

The people around them had fallen into madness, and the extremely bloody scene stimulated every inch of their nerves.

Yang Chen stood in a corner and watched two more scenes quietly, although the scene was very bloody and violent, Yang Chen shook his head gently.

Although these people's fist and foot kung fu are good, they are just ordinary people, and they are not worth mentioning in front of martial arts cultivators.

However, Yang Chen didn't think it was so strange, martial arts cultivators were not cabbages on the street, like this kind of third-tier scale small city underground fighting arena, it would be really strange if there were martial arts cultivators.

And what he cares about is not on the stage, there are so many people here, who will be Boss Liu?

"Waiter."

Yang Chen raised his hand and beckoned a waiter to come over.

"Hello VIP, how can I help you?" The waiter said respectfully.

Yang Chen went straight to the point, "May I ask where Boss Liu is?" Hearing

this name, the waiter's face that was still smiling just now suddenly froze, and after looking Yang Chen up and down, he said vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Yang Chen waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it, I just have something I want to talk to Boss Liu." The

waiter stared at Yang Chen for a few seconds, then turned around and left after suddenly saying something neurotic.

"Wait!"

Yang Chen stepped forward to stop the waiter, "I really have something to talk to Boss Liu."

"Sir, if you want to play or place bets, you can come to me, but please don't talk about these frivolous things, okay?"

"Boss Liu is not something that anyone can see, if Mr. is unreasonable again, I will call the security guard."

The waiters here are professionally trained, and they don't get angry casually, but they just speak with a bit of toughness.

"Brother, it's convenient."

Yang Chen quietly stuffed a stack of large bills into the other party's pocket, "You just need to tell me how to meet Boss Liu." The

waiter sighed, "Boss Liu is really not something that everyone can see, I have worked here for two years, and I don't even know what he looks like."

After finishing speaking, he pointed in the direction of the ring, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Only those who win the championship are qualified to see Boss Liu." This

sentence was obviously playful, and the waiter turned around and left after speaking.

The fighting ring is still fierce and brutal.

Those who came today are indeed masters, either retired mercenaries or leaders in underground fighting in other regions.

The stronger it is, the higher the mortality rate, and there were several fights today, and all the losers were killed on the spot without exception.

After several rounds of bloody battles, there was soon only a tall and sturdy black boxer left on the stage, with muscles bulging high, as if they were about to explode, and his eyes were fierce and brutal, and he would feel furious at the bottom of his heart when he looked at him.

"Who else challenges me!"

The tall black man slammed his marble chest with his huge fists, and shouted wildly on the stage.

The rules of this competition are a challenge system, there is no specific arrangement of opponents, and whoever thinks they can do it can go up at any time.

The host is a hot body, a sexy bewitching girl, holding the microphone and saying loudly, "There are still thirty seconds, if there is no challenger, today's championship will be our greatest Mr. Boulder!" "

People who come here to compete don't use their real names, and Boulder is the nickname of the black fighter.

At this moment, suddenly a person walked up from the stage, with a long figure, wearing a taekwondo uniform, with an Asian face, although it didn't look strong, but the two legs looked particularly long.

"Who is this!"

The host was surprised, "Isn't this our Mr. Scythe, oh my God, it's really Mr. Scythe!" The

host introduced in an exaggerated tone: "Our Mr. Scythe, the two legs are called the scythe of death, according to legend, his legs are faster than light, more fierce than a tank, and everyone who is swept by his legs is trembling in hell..."

"Everyone, pick up the button in your hand and start betting, tonight is destined to be a battle of kings, destined to be a night that we will never forget in our lives..."

As the cage slowly descended, the race soon began.

The black man, nicknamed the Great Rock, was so powerful that the taekwondo master known as the Death Scythe struck like lightning, and the two sides were inseparable.

In the end, the taekwondo master was still defeated, and he was directly smashed in the neck by the black man's punch and killed on the spot.

The audience below was so excited that they couldn't do it, because most of them bought this black man to win today.

The black man has won several games in a row, and the audience has made a lot of money.

At this time, in a private room on the second floor of the fighting arena.

Two men in suits shivered.

On the sofa opposite them sat an extremely charming woman, with a slender lady's cigarette between two slender fingers like white lotus roots.

"Is there no other way?"

The woman looked at the bill she had just taken in her hand, and although her voice was not loud, there was even a faint hint of seductive charm.

However, the two men in suits were so frightened that they fell to their knees.

Trembling, he said, "Sister Liu's forgiveness, we didn't expect the boulder to come, and now.......no one dares to go up!" The

woman frowned slightly, looked at the bill in her hand and said lightly, "Then does someone have to bear today's losses?" "

Because no one expected that a black master would pop up tonight, they have already lost a lot of money.

"Sister Liu's life, we really didn't expect it......."

"Enough, I'll just look at the results."

The woman said lightly, "If that black man wins the championship tonight, you two know what to do." The

two of them were frightened, and they knew very well what the woman meant by this.

At this time, in the live broadcast on the big screen in the private room, the host has begun to count down.

Two men in suits were ready to commit suicide.

However, at this moment, I suddenly heard the host say loudly, "What? Still someone to challenge? "