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underground boxing market was still bustling with noise and excitement.

Fighters fought in the arena, hitting their heads and spouting out blood. The audience below was crazily shouting and waving their huge money.

However, the owner of this fist city, Xu Xiao, was not in a good mood. This was because the people from the East Sea had come to his office to drink tea.

"I said …" I truly do not know anything about Wan Shaopeng's death! "

The veins on Xu Xiao's forehead bulged, "How many more times do you want to ask?"

"Xu Shao."

A middle-aged man with a head of white hair was wearing a black shirt and had an extremely gloomy expression.

"Our second young master died in the grassland outside of the fist city. Moreover, he just came out of here. How could you escape the responsibility?"

"What the f * * k does this have to do with me!"

Xu Xiao was furious, he slammed the desk:

"I have a lot of people here. They are murderers, drug addicts and assassins. Who knows which one of them you, Second Young Master, has provoked? But if you must say, the most likely one is still that Mask Man! "

"Where is he?"

The white-haired old man asked solemnly.

"I've said it many times, I don't know, I don't know him either. After he took away tens of millions from me, he's never been here again. If you guys want to sit down, then continue sitting. I won't accompany you any longer! "

After Xu Xiao finished speaking, he shook his collar, and walked out of the office with Wang Dingbiao and the other brothers.

"…"

The muscles on the white-haired old man's face twitched.

Xu Xiao was one of the core members of the Eastern Ocean note day. He was a subordinate of the [scorpion woman], and even with the influence of all the families of the Eastern Ocean, they would not dare to tie him up for torture.

But like this, the cause of Second Young Master's death could not be traced back to him.

"Old Mo, what do we do now?"

Behind the white haired old man, a vigorous man was frowning deeply. They had been waiting in this underground boxing market for more than a week, but unfortunately, there was no progress at all.

"Continue to wait."

Elder Mo said in a deep voice, "I have a premonition that the Mask Man that Xu Xiao spoke of will definitely return here to fish for money after spending all of his money."

"Yes sir!"

Within the arena.

"Phew …" Damn it, this old fogey, he comes looking for trouble every single day, and that bastard Wan Shaopeng, even if he dies, he didn't die too far.

Xu Xiao was in a bad mood these few days.

A while ago in the village, he was inexplicably beaten up by a bastard, and these past few days he had been pestered by the Wan family.

Although the influence of the thousands of families in the Eastern Ocean was great, it was not empty for him to be supporting the note day. However, he was afraid that they would jump over a wall and hand over the Black Fist City to the military. If that happened, he would be in deep trouble.

"Xu Shao, I think it must be that mask!"

Little brother Wang Dingbiao, this is reasonable, "Think about it, Wan Shaopeng lost more than 20 million, and Mask earned so much money, he must have had evil intentions! In the end, he was killed.

However, there is one thing I don't understand. Wan Shaopeng has five or six bodyguards who are carrying other people, how did Mask manage to kill all of them alone? "

Xu Xiao was silent.

To be honest, he really did know that there were some experts in this world that could dodge bullets and kill people like they were chickens.

However, that Mask Man shouldn't be at such a terrifying level of strength, right?

As he thought about it, his gaze shifted to the arena and was immediately stunned. "It's that brat!"

"What?"

Wang Dingbiao asked in surprise. He followed Xu Xiao's gaze and saw a robust black man and a handsome young man standing on the stage.

Even Wang Dingbiao laughed when he saw this.

"Hahaha!" Andrew, fuck this bitch! "

"Break his arm, kick until it explodes!"

"Ai, such a beautiful face, it's going to be smashed."

The spectators below the stage roared with laughter, and the muscular black man looked at Lin Jiaoyang playfully.

Xu Xiao's face became colder and colder as killing intent filled the air.

"Ah Dai!" Do you remember the last time I was beaten up in the restaurant? " He gritted his teeth.

"Remember, Xu Shao, you got beaten up so badly that you lost face … Ah? "Don't tell me it's this brat!" Wang Dingbiao pointed at Lin Jiaoyang who was standing on the stage in shock.

"It's this bastard who's riding a horse!"

"There's a path to heaven that you refuse to take, there's no door in hell yet you barged in. Little bastard, today I'll make sure you die a graveless death due to all your hard work."

"Then I'll get someone to pull him down!" Wang Dingbiao said.

"No need!" Xu Xiao waved his hand, "Let him fight two rounds first, he won't be able to escape anyways."

"That's true."

Thus, the two leaned against the railing of the fourth floor and watched the battle that was about to begin.

"Begin!"

The referee waved his hand and moved to the side.

The black muscular man jumped back and forth, the corners of his mouth carrying a trace of ridicule. From time to time, he would extend his fist to scare Lin Jiaoyang, as if teasing him.

Lin Jiaoyang looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Fuck!"

The black brute was infuriated by the look in Luo Yuan's eyes. He threw a punch at the black brute's face.

"It's over." Wang Dingbiao laughed, with such strength, you dare come to underground boxing market to act cool?

"How is this possible!"

Suddenly, Xu Xiao let out a scream, and tightly gripped onto the railing.

Wang Dingbiao hurriedly looked over, only to see that Lin Jiaoyang was still standing there unharmed. Instead, it was the muscular black man who was lying on the ground, with his eyes rolled up white.

"What a beautiful whip kick!"

"He actually did it in one move?"

"This fellow is no ordinary person. His speed is too fast. It seems like he's another Mask Man level character!"

A series of exclamations came from below the stage. Andrew, the black fighter who had defeated four consecutive victories, no one dared to underestimate Lin Jiaoyang anymore.

Xu Xiao slammed the railings hard, "Fuck! This kid really has some skills. This is going to be troublesome. "

"It's fine, Xu Shao, I will have my brothers bring the bullets, how can he be stronger than bullets?" Wang Dingbiao was very confident.

"Idiot, if he can't win, he can't run?"

Xu Xiao was enraged, he stared straight at Lin Jiaoyang, and started to think of a way to deal with it.

"This is the only way …" "Ah Dai, when this brat is done getting his reward, you go ahead and ambush him. Remember, capture him alive and don't kill him!"

"Alright, I'll immediately make the arrangements!"

Wang Dingbiao nodded.

After a dozen or so rounds, the prize money from the award pool had already accumulated to over ten million RMB.

But Lin Jiaoyang still felt that it was not enough, the money he had spent was fierce, this ten million, at most it would be gone in two months.

"Is there anyone else?"

Lin Jiaoyang's gaze that was filled with fighting intent swept across the entire audience, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

He frowned as he thought to himself, "The dark fist arena of a second-tier city is indeed too small. After twelve rounds, there's no one left to fight against. How boring!"

At this moment.

Xia Luo stood up, and retrieved a mask from his back. In the darkness, an evil smile slowly bloomed.

"It looks like it's my turn."