Chapter 172： Underground arena

Song Miaomiao was very angry, but she calmed down under the anger. Of course, she also knew that Shi Lei's words were to anger her.

But even so, which woman can stand such an insult? Not to mention Song Miaomiao's identity.

Before Yu Banzhi had a sentence, Shi Lei didn't pay attention. Yu Banzhi said that people cannot see the surface, and rumors in the field are often not so accurate. In fact, Yu Banzhi was telling Shi Lei vaguely that Song Miaomiao went crazy, but in fact it was not as ridiculous as her performance and legend in this circle. She is rebellious and perverse. She thinks she doesn't take an unusual path. There may be no such rules as Wei Xingyue in the way of men and women.

Shi Lei almost described her as a woman in a special industry. How could Song Miaomiao bear it?

"500,000? Okay, I'll take you somewhere. If you can still stand up and walk out, I'll take your 500,000 and sleep with you tonight!"

Huh! Really agreed? Shi Lei figured it out immediately, such a prominent dead lady, oh, she should be a woman over Heika, shouldn't it be expensive to play half a million a night? Shi Lei regrets that he didn't ask the scepter clearly. Packages can be counted as consumption, so should female votes be counted as consumption? Like Song Miaomiao, a half-million pack night trouble is not a good deal!

But soon, Shi Lei realized that he was thinking too much. This was just angry words, and brain supplementation was not easy.

The Hummer raged for a while, and the road did not know how much scolding was caused, but it finally stopped safely in a suburban area that looked like a factory building.

At the door, I pressed two horns irritably. Someone in the yard opened the big iron door. Song Miaomiao didn't even look at it and drove in the car.

The yard is empty, and there is a row of warehouse-like places. It looks like a small factory. But with two cars parked in the yard, Shi Lei glanced and determined that there would never be any factory here. It would not be possible to park such a car in any factory of this size.

From the beginning, when he saw a famous car, he was blinded by dogs such as Koenigsegg, McLaren P1 and Porsche 918. After seeing these three or four million sports cars, I do n’t think there is anything powerful. Already.

But at least it shows that it is by no means as simple as a factory or warehouse on the surface.

"This is a boxing ground where I have shares. Today is not a match day, but there is a boxer I invited from Thailand. These cars are waiting for me. I have a private round with them. The stake is 10 million. US dollars! "Song Miaomiao extinguished the fire with a cold face, pushed the door, and stepped down on those white dazzling long legs.

"I wanted to take you to open your eyes, but since you don't open your eyes, hum ..."

Shi Lei froze, and finally understood why Song Miaomiao said that he could stand up and let him half a million packs of night. This is to make the Thai boxer beat him up and down and find a complete bone.

But is this really good?

Touching his pocket, the mobile phone was still there, and Shi Lei was suddenly fearless.

"I've always hated violence!" Shi Lei felt very pretentious, and wiped a handful of hair that was almost two months old, but unfortunately, uneven.

Song Miaomiao looked at him coldly, and said, "It's too late to feel the horror of violence at this moment. When you said in the car that you want to hit me once, you should take care of your mouth. I do have a bit for you. It ’s been a long time since I have met such a funny guy. But it does n’t mean that you can say such things to me. No one dares to say such things to me. Even Wei Xingyue, go and ask her, she dares! "

Shi Lei waved his hand and asked timidly: "Are you going to let me fight your Thai boxer?"

Song Miaomiao snorted, and Shi Lei said again, "If I can get out, really half a million packs of night?"

Song Miaomiao was about to be blown up by gas. Her towering **** were rising and falling, and she was full of anger. She said to Shi Lei, "You can rest assured that even if all your bones are broken, I will send you to the hospital , Use the best medical methods to connect your bones one by one. I don't kill people, but it is also necessary to give you a lifetime lesson! "

Shi Lei patted his chest and said, "Ah, it scares me, isn't it just punching? Although I don't like violence, but someone has to do it, I'm willing to accompany you. However, Song Miaomiao, remember your words, fifty I am ready, if you dare to run, I will break your bones one by one and then use the half a million to help you connect. But I do n’t know if half a million is enough! "

"There is a species! I hope you can stand on the stage like a man in a while!"

Song Miaomiao walked towards the warehouse, Shi Lei reached out and touched his cell phone, and followed it with ease.

Just a Thai boxer, Shi Lei never believes that this kind of amateur boxing can be better than those well-known boxers. The difference between black boxing and professional boxers is that they may be fighting between life and death, unlike professional boxers. Under the rules. But this does not mean that the fighting power of black boxing can be stronger than professional boxers, not to mention the kind of boxing king who may never lose in dozens of battles.

The scepter told Shi Lei that with the strength of those ancient martial arts masters, he should not be defeated among the three modern boxing siege. One-on-one, as long as the weapon is not used, Shi Lei estimates that those ancient martial arts masters will possess them. The invincible world is not to be expected.

What's more, just a Thai boxer, Shi Lei really didn't take it too seriously ~ www.novelhall.com ~ On the contrary, he finally had a chance to test the power of the ancient martial arts card, and it was really inexplicable!

As Song Miaomiao pushed open the door and walked in, several voices suddenly sounded inside.

"Master Shui, I thought you weren't here!" The person who said this was also a little bit yin and yang. "The place is very professional. I also saw your boxer. It doesn't seem to be too forbidden. Don't blame me. I told you that my boxer has played more than thirty games, and no boxer has ever been able to stay under his leg for three minutes, all of them won by KO! "

Song Miaomiao's voice was getting a little colder, and Shi Lei was already so angry that he now stunned the person who spoke.

"This is an underground boxing match, not a professional gold belt, but you can find out for me if you can win without KO ?! Less money here with me, is the money ready?"

"Haha, it's all cash, Master Shui, don't feel bad for a while!"

Shi Lei has already seen the man, tall, and can't be described as handsome, but he is a little shady. The chin stretched forward, feeling a bit of a shoehorn, and the nose also had a hawk. The eyes were not large, but the eye sockets were sunken, and it didn't look like a purebred Chinese.

The man also saw Shi Lei behind Song Miaomiao, and a playful smile appeared on his face, saying, "Ouch, Lord Shui has changed his taste? It's not a beauty, but a little white face."

"It's your shit! Are you here to punch or to slap?" Song Miaomiao opened his mercilessly.

Shi Lei was said to be a little white face, and of course he would be a little bit upset. He also said, "The world is invincible when you talk about it, and you guys are just as happy as that."

"Hey, kid, beware of trouble!" Yin Yinnan didn't say anything, but a guy with noodles and noodles next to him opened his mouth, but his tone was slightly different.