Perspective Medical King

The underground boxing market is still bustling.

The boxers fight in the ring, hit their heads and shed blood. The audience is waving a lot of money and shouting frantically.

But Xu Xiao, the owner of this boxing City, was not in a good mood, because those guys from Donghai came to his office to have tea again.

"I said... I really didn't know about Wan Shaopeng's death!"

Xu Xiao's brain is blue and blue. "How many times do you want to ask?"

"Xu Shao."

A middle-aged white headed man, wearing a black cloth shirt, looks very gloomy

"Our second young master, died in the grass outside your boxing City, and just came out of here, how can you get rid of it?"

"It's none of my business!"

Xu Xiao was so angry that he patted his desk

"I have all kinds of people here, murderers, drug addicts, killers. Who knows which one you two young masters have provoked? But the most likely one is the masked man

"Where is he?"

Asked the old man gravely.

"I've said many times that I don't know and I don't know him. After tens of millions of dollars from me, he never came again. If you want to sit, just keep sitting. I won't accompany you! "

Xu Xiao said, shaking collar, with Wang Dingbiao and other younger brother, out of the office.

“……”

The old man's face twitched violently.

Xu Xiao, a key member of the Japanese Society of heavenly photos in China, is a subordinate of the scorpion girl. Even though he is a member of many families in the East China Sea, he does not dare to tie him up and extort a confession.

But in this way, can't we find out the cause of the second young master's death?

"Mo Lao, what should we do now?"

Behind the old man, there is a tough man with deep frown. They have been squatting in this underground boxing market for more than a week, but they have not made any progress.

"Keep waiting."

Mo said in a deep voice: "I have a hunch that the mask man Xu Xiao said will come back here to make money after he has spent all his money."

"Yes

In the ring.

"Hoo... Damn it, this old man comes to the trouble of labor and capital every day, and Wan Shaopeng's dog, even if he dies, stay away. I'm a DJ!"

Xu Xiao is in a bad mood these days.

A while ago in juxianzhuang, he was beaten by a son of a bitch for no reason. These days, he was pestered by thousands of people.

Although Donghai Wanjia has great influence, it is true that he relies on Tianzhao club. But if he is afraid that they will jump over the wall and poke the black fist market to the military, he will be in big trouble.

"Xu Shao, I think it must be the mask boy who did it!"

Wang Dingbiao, his younger brother, said, "you think, Wan Shaopeng lost more than 20 million yuan, and masked boy made so much money. He must have been malicious! It turned out to be killed.

But one thing I don't understand is that Wan Shaopeng has five or six bodyguards, all with guys. How did the masked boy kill them all by himself? "

Xu Xiao was silent.

To be honest, he really knows that there are some experts in the world who can escape bullets and kill people like chickens.

Even two years ago, on Kyushu Island in Japan, he saw with his own eyes a senior warrior of Tianzhao society, who could smash a knife in the air and split a bullet. It was so terrible.

But the mask man, the strength should not be so terrible, right?

Thinking about it, he moved his eyes to the challenge arena and said, "it's the boy!"

"What?"

Wang Dingbiao asked in surprise. He followed Xu Xiao's eyes and saw a strong black man and a handsome young man standing on the challenge arena.

That handsome young man, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, tall and slender, is just like the little meat star on TV. It's very disobedient to appear on such occasions.

Even Wang Dingbiao laughed.

"Ha ha ha! Andrew, kill the motherfucker

"Break his arm and kick him!"

"Alas, such a beautiful face will be broken."

The audience roared with laughter. The strong black man also looked at Lin Jiaoyang playfully.

Xu Xiao's face was also more and more icy, with a sense of killing.

"Ah Biao! Do you remember the last time I was beaten in juxianzhuang hotel? " He gritted his teeth.

"Remember, Xu Shao, you were beaten so badly that your face was crooked... Ah? Is that the boy? " Wang Dingbiao points to Lin Jiaoyang in amazement. Sun, it's not such a coincidence.

"That's the son of a horse!"

Xu Xiao's eyes were overcast, and then he giggled, "heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no way, you break in, son, today labor and capital will let you die without a place to die."

"Then I'll have him pulled down!" Wang Dingbiao said.

"No!" Xu Xiao waved his hand, "let him fight two games first. Anyway, he can't run away."

"So it is."

So they leaned against the railings on the fourth floor and watched the battle on the challenge arena.

"Start!"

The referee waved and stepped aside.

The strong black man jumped up and down, with a trace of banter on his lips. From time to time, he stretched out his fist to scare Lin Jiaoyang. It seemed that he was teasing him.

Lin Jiaoyang looked at him like a fool.

“Fuck！”

The strong black man was infuriated by his eyes and hit him in the face with a straight fist.

"It's over." Wang Dingbiao laughs. How dare you come to the underground boxing market with this strength?

"How can it be!"

All of a sudden, Xu Xiao next to him let out a scream and held the railing tightly.

Wang Dingbiao looked quickly. Lin Jiaoyang was still standing in the same place. On the contrary, he was the strong black man lying on the ground, his eyes turning white, his body twitching, his nose and ears bleeding.

The referee looked down and crossed his hands, indicating that the goods were no longer available.

"What a beautiful high whip leg!"

"What a move?"

"This boy cliff is not an ordinary person. His legs are too fast. It seems that he is a fierce character at the level of masked man again!"

There were shouts of surprise from the audience. Andrew, the black boxer who won four consecutive victories in one move, did not dare to underestimate Lin Jiaoyang any more.

Xu Xiao smashed the railing, "Damn it! The boy really has two hands. It's troublesome. "

"It's OK, Xu Shao. I'll let my brothers take the guys with them later. Can he be more powerful than a bullet?" Wang Dingbiao is very confident.

"Idiot, he can't fight and run?"

Xu Xiao was very angry. He stared at Lin Jiaoyang and thought about how to deal with it.

"It can only be like this... A Biao, when the boy gets the bonus, you take people to ambush beside him. Remember, catch the alive, don't kill him!"

"OK, I'll arrange it right away!"

Wang Dingbiao nodded.

Charlotte watched all this in secret, watching Lin Jiaoyang knock down the challengers one by one, causing a sensation in the whole audience. Xu Xiao's face became more and more ugly.

After more than a dozen games, the bonus pool has accumulated to more than 10 million.

But Lin Jiaoyang still felt that he didn't have enough money. He spent a lot of money. The ten million yuan was gone in two months at most.

"Is there anyone else?"

Lin Jiaoyang's eyes full of fighting spirit swept the whole room, but no one dared to look at each other.

He frowned and thought that the black boxing field in a second tier city was too small. After 12 fights, he lost his opponent. It was really boring!

Just then.

Charlotte stood up and drew a mask from behind. In the dark, an evil smile slowly blooms.

"Well, it's my turn."