My sick girl will pretend

Clothed all in black, his figure is almost perfect.The speed of the incoming people could be called ghostly, and their people had almost no strength to fight back, and their legs and feet were disabled after a few rounds.

He didn't cut the grass and roots, but left the lives of these people behind.What was even more arrogant was that he looked at the monitor before he left, and a pair of cold eyes that he could only see appeared on the screen in front of the middle-aged man.

"That's all we can see from the surveillance, we don't see the face."

In a short period of time, they had already lost 10 of their subordinates. You must know that the total number of their deaths before was only 9. This mysterious man killed almost more people than before.

The middle-aged man didn't get angry with his subordinates: "Contact the people in the organization and send these monitoring and data to the headquarters."

"Yes."

"You inform the people below to get together these few days and not to travel alone."

"Yes, but is that so..."

"You don't need to look for this person. Since you dare to show up, you must have the consciousness of being beaten up."

"Are you going there yourself?"

The middle-aged man asked: "Why don't you go?"

His hands suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

"Okay, let's go down and inform."

"Zhou Qing, Zhou Qing." The middle-aged man sat on the sofa and said the name.

"There are really nine lives, and it's not a cat demon." The middle-aged man smiled, the corners of his mouth curled up, but his eyes were as sharp as knives.

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Celebrities will go to the underground boxing ring.

Except for the lights on the ring, the surrounding auditorium was dark, and the lights shone on the faces of rows of fanatics.People with a careful sense of smell will find that there is a fishy smell in it, which is indescribably weird.

Beneath the high and low seats like a movie theater is an unusually large arena, and the big screen on the arena scrolls the records of the boxers' fights.

As soon as Qin Chunqiu and Yang Shi went in, they felt cold and bloody. There was no law here, and there was blood.

The person in charge of the boxing field below personally led Jin Jiajiang and his party to sit at the special VIP seats. Jin Jiajiang said: "Sit down."

Jin Jiajiang would watch the boxing once a month, and this time he brought Zhang Xiujie and Xiong Zi.

The person on stage now is a muscular black boxer named Jack, and his opponent is a Chinese named Awei.

Xiong Zi looked at the above and was a little eager to try. He hadn't fought beside Jin Jiajiang for a long time, and his eyes were red when he was stimulated by the real fight to the flesh.

Jin Jiajiang touched the snuff bottle: "Why, how many do you want to play?"

Xiong Zi hesitated, "This...isn't very good."

"What's wrong, I haven't seen a wonderful one for a long time, go up and open my eyes."

Now that the boss said so, Xiongzi no longer hesitated and went to the ring.

Although Xiongzi is tall and strong, he is not as powerful as the muscular boxer on the opposite side. The audience is still worried about the strength of this newcomer, but the person in charge is not worried at all. Xiongzi has learned Xingyi in the martial arts gym in his early years. Boxing, following Jin Jiajiang's life and death all these years, he has almost never lost a pair of fists, and later learned Tai Chi and Wing Chun. Jack looks scary, but in fact he doesn't have Xiongzi's skill and explosive power.

The lights went out, and the two people on the ring were ready. Jack couldn't figure out the number of the person facing him. After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that the person hadn't moved, he took the lead.

"Okay!" The audience below cheered.

The muscles are tense, and the huge body punches in a flexible posture, which is simple but powerful.

In fact, Jack has spare strength. This punch looks fierce, but in fact he has spare strength, which allows him to retreat. He has been in the Chinese boxing arena for several years, and one of the things he has learned to do more is not to judge people by their appearance.

Unexpectedly, the opponent didn't move at all, and only took a slight step back, which made his attack miss. He knew it clearly, which required very good eyesight and judgment, so he dodged it easily. This person is a master in China.

He raised his foot and was about to step back, but unexpectedly, his opponent stomped on the stage and took advantage of the momentum to move forward.It wasn't in a hurry just now, but now the attack has turned into a turbulent wave. Before Jack can react, he has already endured several fierce fists, and almost spit out his liver.

"what!"

Jack growled and crossed his arms to block the attack.Xiong Zi took the lead and concentrated all his strength on his hands. The windy attack made Jack almost powerless to fight back.

"I surrender--"

Jack could barely open his eyes, gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Acceptance." Xiongzi said casually, but he couldn't help but fight at all. Just when he was about to step off the stage, a person jumped down from the audience: "Wait."

Someone came and pressed Xiongzi's shoulder, Xiongzi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he found that he couldn't take another step forward: "What are you doing, who are you?"

The person who came was wearing a black vest, about 20 years old, showing his lean upper body: "Play?"

The tone was casual and contemptuous, and Xiongzi's blood surged. He instinctively wanted to beat this young man who pretended to be aggressive in front of him. However, it is still good to be around Jin Jiajiang in the past few years. He suppressed the murderous intention in his heart: " Let me ask again, are you from the ring?"

"Hit! Hit!..."

There are already audience booing in the audience.

The person who came had very high browbones, and when he smiled, he looked extraordinarily unruly: "It's a fight, don't tell me you're too old to dare?"

Xiong Zi's face changed, no one dared to say that in front of him after so many years.

"Why don't you dare, since you want to fight, I will accompany you, but let me tell you, don't look down on older people, age represents not only physical strength, but also experience."

The person who came was Yang Shi. He nodded and said seriously, "Thank you for reminding me."

Xiongzi grinned grimly, and moved forward, opening and closing.

He wants this arrogant kid to pay the price!

The audience in the audience was already nervous, because Xiong Zi's speed was too fast, and his tall and mighty stature did not hinder his performance, and he blocked the opponent's avoidable position in front of him.

Direct and swift.

The attack was so fierce that Yang Shi could almost feel the wind whistling from his fist.

But Yang Shi didn't retreat. At this moment, he tilted his head very quickly, dodged Xiong Zi's attack, then grabbed Xiong Zi's arm, and directly smashed into the opponent's shoulder.

Pa——Xiong Zi knew it was bad when his shoulders numb, and he was kicked by the opponent's roundabout kick and fell to the edge of the ring.

"Ahem..." The heavy kick made him unable to fight back for a while.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Yang Shi didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, he stepped forward like lightning and directly picked him up and put him heavily on the railing of the ring.

The railing suddenly squeaked unbearably, but the two people on the ring didn't pay attention, Xiongzi's face had already turned purple, and Yang Shi's hand was poured like steel and iron, pinching Xiongzi's neck. Not wavering at all.

Xiong Zi forcefully broke Yang Shi's hand with both hands, and whipped his leg vigorously. Yang Shi's leg was swept, and he staggered, and was forced to let go of his hand. Ordinary people would have lost consciousness by now. Xiong Zi was in such a state Even in such a situation, he can still fight back.

At this time, the audience off the court almost became frenzied, and the heat was steaming in the hustle and bustle, and the lights slid across the faces.

Jin Jiajiang in the VIP seat narrowed his slender eyes watching the underground struggle.Subconsciously looked down the field, feeling uneasy for no reason, he gave the person in charge below a look.

Yang Shi and Xiong Zi are still going on, and at this time, the difference between Yang Shi and Xiong Zi is obvious. Xiong Zi is from a formal martial arts school, and his moves are very powerful and stable. Yang Shi is from a mercenary background, and his moves are simple and direct. A touch of gaudy, because what he learned was not fighting, but killing.Zhaozhao's pursuit is to kill you and kill me, and the whole person has a fierce spirit.

"Fuck!"

Yang Shi cursed, and the whole person rushed over suddenly, his muscles collapsed to the extreme in an instant, all his strength was concentrated on his right leg, and he kicked Xiongzi's lower body directly...

"Crack!"

This crisp sound even shocked everyone in the audience, it was the sound of a broken leg bone.

"Ah!" Xiong Zi let out a painful roar, and he looked at the young man opposite: "Who are you?"

"I can't tell you, I can only say that this is a warning to the Wang family, everything should be done when it is known."

Xiong Zi noticed that the accent of the young man on the opposite side was not a pure Chinese accent, but a little foreign, and asked tremblingly, "You... are not Chinese."

Yang Shi smiled, didn't speak, jumped off the stage while supporting the railing of the ring, and quickly left here before people could react.

The person in charge heard the voice before he had time to report the news, and Jin Jiajiang's expression changed.

Seeing that something was wrong, the referee immediately blew his whistle and shouted, "Stop!"

After the eerie silence at the scene, there was a frantic eruption!

Zhang Xiujie called the person in charge: "Stop immediately!"

Just about to have someone stop the person who was fighting with Xiongzi, but found that the person has disappeared.

Xiong Zi was sent to the hospital by them.

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study.

He held a cigarette in his left hand, and lit it with a snap in his right hand, his expression was obscured by the smoke.The setting sun fell on him so red that it was as hot as fresh blood, that kind of temperature seemed to cause burns just by looking at it.

Cigarette butts fell all over the floor, and the high-quality mahogany floor was covered with blue-gray ash.

Zhou Qing leaned on the chair and looked out the window. His hands rested on the window sill, and he didn't change his movements all the time, as if frozen.

He smoked all night, and his voice was hoarse and rough.It was just one or two sounds at first, and he took out a piece of paper to cover it, but the cough became heavier and heavier, extending from the heart and lungs to the throat, and the bloody smell was torn out from the throat bit by bit.

He rolled up the snow-white tissue and threw it on the ground, which was faintly red.

He didn't know how long he stayed there, and the sky gradually darkened.He looks at the sky, expressionless and out of focus.

The blood-red sunset dragged its tail and shone into the dark room, meandering all over the place.

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