Chapter 739

"Don't worry, I know. I don't mind letting him hop for another two days."

Said Xu Shaochen lightly.

He doesn't want to get into unnecessary trouble.

Although we can't kill Xiao Huang now.

But this does not prevent Xu Shaochen from disgusting him.

Xu Shaochen raised his right hand and waved to Xiao Huang, with a bright smile on his face.

"Bang!"

In the private room, Xiao Huang, holding the glass in his left hand, directly smashed the glass on the ground and twisted his face.

"Maddy, it's very deceiving!"

Xiao Huang said with gnashing teeth.

He found that as long as he met Xu Shaochen, he could not hold his breath.

"Young master calm down, the other side is deliberately provoking you."

The bodyguard quickly refilled a glass of wine for him.

"Can't I see if he provokes me? I need you to talk about such bullshit!"

Xiao Huang said coldly, but he was drunk up, and his eyes flashed a cold light: "go, call the fierce son to see me."

"Yes, sir."

The bodyguard answered, then turned and walked out of the compartment.

A few minutes later the bodyguard came in with a muscular young man.

The young man is not tall, but he is very strong. He has a bald head and a scar on his forehead, which makes him look more fierce.

Wearing only a pair of shorts, walking is very casual, but there is a kind of fierce animal like breath.

He is the prodigy.

When he first came to fight black fist, he killed a man, which was valued by Xiao Huang. If there is any competition, Xiao Huang will bet.

Some people are willing to bet, can attract more people to bet more money, such fighters are hot fighters.

Mengzi is held up by Xiaohuang like this.

"Xiao Shao, please come to me."

Mengzi is very respectful in front of Xiaohuang. After all, Xiaohuang is quite his bole.

"Do you see the guy sitting next to the other room? After you win the game with the Thais, you challenge him in the arena and humiliate him severely! "

Xiao Huang pointed to Xu Shaochen and said with gnashing teeth, if Xu did not dare to fight, so many people would surely mock him.

If he had a hot head to fight, Xiao Huang would not have it, because Xu Shaochen might have been killed.

"Yes, Xiao Shao. Don't worry."

Mengzi took a look at Xu Shaochen, then nodded and said.

"After drinking this glass of wine, I went down to prepare for the game. I bought you one hundred million yuan."

Xiao Huang handed over the wine cup in his hand.

A hundred million yuan is not a lot of money for the Xiao family.

But for Xiao Huang, it's a huge sum of money. After all, all his money has been put into the experiment.

Now take out a hundred million to buy a boxing match, which shows how confident he is about the fierce man.

"Thank you very much, Xiao. I will not let you down."

The fierce son says definitely, take the wine cup and drink it, then turn around and leave the room.

Listening to the sound of the compartment door closed, Xiao Huang looked at Xu Shaochen across the room and smiled coldly.

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"Xu Shao, maybe Xiao Huang just asked the fierce son to challenge you in the challenge arena for a while. Don't be impulsive."

Chen Ju looks at Xu Shaochen with a solemn face. He has guessed Xiao Huang's purpose.

Xu Shaochen chuckled, "why, do you think I'm such an impulsive person?"

"What's more, that fierce man is nothing more than a reckless man who makes a living by fighting black fist. He deserves me to fight with him."

He must have beaten hard, but he won't fight him because he lost his value.

Chen Ju, Zhao Li and Liang Huan are all relieved subconsciously.

Xu Shaochen had no such plan.

If he has a fever sometimes, the three of them may not be able to stop him.

Soon, the first fight began.

The host walked up to the challenge arena and shouted with a microphone in his hand.

"Welcome to the top boxing match of Meilan club tonight."

"There are only three games tonight, because the last one is the two strong battle between the Thai and mengye that everyone expects!"

"Whoa, whoa --"

"Meng Ye! Fierce sir! "

"Thais --"

with the host's voice falling, the whole underground boxing hall suddenly caused a mountain flood and tsunami like cry.

"Then we start our first competition. One of them is a brand new face, Cui Ping, a taekwondo black belt expert from Bonzi country, and our old friend mengye!"

"Will Cui Ping bring you an unexpected surprise, just like the fierce son and the Thai guy?"

"Let's see!"

After the host finished, the response on the spot was flat.

After all, the result of the game was expected by everyone.

In everyone's opinion, Mengzi must be the last winner.

Soon, Mengzi came to the challenge arena.

Cui Ping, wearing a taekwondo suit, also stepped onto the ring.

"Dragon national, I heard that you are well-known here. Today I will step on your upper position. I have to say that you are a good stepping stone."

Cui Ping looked at Mengzi and said defiantly, maybe it's the genetic disease of all the Bangzi people - arrogance.

"That's a lot of bullshit. I'd like to know that your thin body can bear my punches."

With a sneer, Mengzi twisted his neck and pinched his fist.

Like every Dragon man, his favorite fight is Bangzi and island people.

"Ah!"

Cui Ping shouted angrily, then rushed to the fierce son, and a spring leg swept out.

The fierce son sneers, eyes flash a disdain, directly reached out to grasp the leg wrist that Cui Ping swept over, the elbow joint of the other hand smashes down mercilessly.

"Click -"

a clear sound sounded, the right leg of the bottle blowing was directly broken, the bones were punctured on the skin, and the blood was dripping.

"Ah ah!"

Cui Ping let out a shrill scream.

"Bang!"

The fierce son throws him out, smashes on the iron net of the challenge arena, then falls on the challenge arena fiercely, life and death don't know.

The scene was quiet for a while.

Everyone expected that the fierce man would win, but they didn't expect that the so-called black belt master of Taekwondo would do so.

"Ferocious! Fierce son! "

"Ferocious! Fierce son! "

After a brief silence, cries and screams began to ring.

After all, the scene when Cui Ping's calves were broken by bones and his skin was still violent and bloody.

The fierce son looks at Xu Shaochen, sneers, then turns around and walks down the challenge arena.

As if just killed a chicken.

"What do you think?"

Xu Shaochen turns his head and looks at the Dragon behind him and asks.

"Very strong," said long

"Can you fight?" Asked Xu Shaochen again.

"If it's a game, I'm definitely not his opponent, but if I try my best, it's him who will die," said long