Chapter 238: The Stronger Side

"Damn, is that guy really going?"

"I'm really not afraid of death, in the bonus challenge, the fighter will never show mercy. ”

"Damn, I don't really want to call him grandpa. ”

"Call a chicken feather, and by the time he gets to the hospital, we'll all be home. ”

Although a few people were surprised, they didn't plan to fulfill their promise, and in their opinion, Han Sanqian definitely didn't have a chance to get out of the ring, got into the ambulance, who still knows whom?

"Tonight, in order to give back to the audience, the boxing stadium specially has a spectator match, everyone can go on the stage at will, and whoever can stand to the end will be able to get the 100,000 yuan bonus provided by the boxing ring. The manager walked up to the stage and said with the microphone in his hand.

This sentence caused a lot of commotion, although 100,000 yuan is not much, but it is not a lot, and everyone can participate, that is, everyone has a chance.

However, in line with the idea that the enemy will not move and I will not move, no audience is willing to go on stage for the time being.

At this time, Han Sanqian under the ring walked up.

"The first challenge has already appeared, who wants to come up and fight?" the manager asked.

Seeing that Han Sanqian was not amazingly big, and he did not have exaggerated muscles, many people began to move, and in their opinion, this kind of opponent had a very big chance of winning.

But when a figure walked towards the ring, those who were about to move immediately dispelled their thoughts.

"It's him! He's here again. ”

"Last night, Knife Twelve was defeated by his men, but I didn't expect him to appear today. ”

"That guy in the ring didn't hold his breath, can he end up better than Knife Twelve when he fights this person? I heard that Knife Twelve is still in the hospital. ”

The few people who were talking to Han Sanqian just now had a smile on their faces when they saw this situation.

"Don't worry about calling grandpa now, this guy will be crippled if he doesn't die. ”

"He probably didn't watch last night's game, and he doesn't know how he died now. ”

"It's a pity, Dao Twelve fought him last night, and it's a bit interesting, but this guy doesn't know how many moves he can withstand. ”

"How many more tricks? In my opinion, one trick will be enough to get him done. ”

After the man got into the ring, the manager's eyelids jumped, although this was requested by Han Sanqian on his own initiative, but once something happened, he couldn't explain it to Dao Twelve.

"Brother Sanqian, be careful. Before getting out of the ring, the manager walked up to Han Sanqian and reminded softly.

Han Sanqian nodded, standing opposite him, but a young man in his early twenties, he was able to punch Knife Twelve into the hospital, which made Han Sanqian very surprised.

Yan Jun once said that Han Sanqian could have such strength at this age, which was already considered talented, and the young man standing in front of him now was obviously more talented than him, otherwise, how could he even be defeated by Sword Twelve?

"Can you know your honorable name?" Han Sanqian asked the man.

The man smiled and said, "Come and help that person avenge last night? Since it's revenge, why are you talking so much nonsense?" ”

Han Sanqian smiled, just by saying a word, he could feel the arrogance of this young man, but he did have the capital to be arrogant, and he could send Dao Twelve into the hospital, and he might not be able to find a single person in the entire Cloud City.

The two had a very tacit understanding to shoot together, and for the spectators in the stands, it was a very exciting fight, and the two sides fought back and forth.

But for Han Sanqian, from the very beginning, he felt overwhelming pressure, and this pressure, as if he was fighting against Yan Jun, was suffocatingly strong.

The shock in Han Sanqian's heart became stronger and stronger, and he even felt that this young man, even if he was Yan Jun, would have a very hard time winning against him.

Where did this monster come from, at such an age, to be able to have such amazing skills!

"It's not interesting. In the process of fighting, Han Sanqian suddenly heard the man say.

Just when there was a hint of ominous premonition in his heart, Han Sanqian felt that the hand he punched was like a phantom, which was a situation that would only arise because the speed was too fast for people to see clearly.

His hands were subconsciously pressed against his chest, but in an instant, a huge force was transmitted from his palm to his entire body, and then his body flew backwards uncontrollably, until he hit the side rope, and Han Sanqian did not stop.

The hot pain in his hands had reached the point of numbness and unconsciousness, and Han Sanqian couldn't stop his hands from trembling slightly even though he clenched his teeth.

Strong!

Very strong!

This young man put pressure on Han Sanqian, as if Yan Jun was standing in front of him.

"You are such a rubbish, and you dare to help him avenge him?" the man said to Han Sanqian with disdain.

"Can you make a friend?" If you are a strong enemy, if you are an opponent, it is not good news for Han Sanqian, and it is the best situation to be able to win over.

But he didn't seem to have such intentions, smiled contemptuously, and said, "Make friends with garbage like you? I'm sorry, I'm not interested." ”

After speaking, he looked at the square stands and said, "Who else is going to grab the 100,000 yuan with me?"

Last night's battle against Sword Twelve, most of the audience was there, and they had seen him to the point of being powerful, so who would dare to play at this time?

"Since there's no one, the money should be given to me, right?" said the man to the manager.

The manager glanced at Han Sanqian, saw Han Sanqian nodded, and then said, "I'll go get you money right away." ”

Han Sanqian returned backstage to the boxer's lounge, his hand didn't look anything unusual on the surface, but the burning pain didn't disappear at all, fortunately, it was with the palm of his hand to bear the force, if it was with his fist, I am afraid that it would take another week to get a plaster.

"Brother Sanqian, he has already left after taking the money. After a while, the manager came to the lounge and said to Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian nodded, a person like him is not just for money, but also for other purposes.

"Did you send someone to follow you?" asked Han Sanqian.

"I sent someone to follow him last night, but he has a strong sense of anti-tracking, and I don't think there will be any gains tonight. The manager said.

Han Sanqian's face sank like water: "Just do your best, I hope he doesn't come for us, otherwise it will be a big trouble." ”

After resting for a while, Han Sanqian left the boxing ring, went to the hospital, and explained the situation to Dao Twelve.

Dao Twelve was not surprised that Han Sanqian would lose, because the strength between him and Han Sanqian was almost the same, since he was defeated very happily, how could Han Sanqian win.

"Brother Sanqian, do you think that a person like him will be short of money?" asked Dao Twelve.

"I understand what you mean, and I'll find a way to find out his identity as soon as possible. Han Sanqian said.

Dao Twelve nodded and sighed: "This is a master of provoking such a pervert." ”

Han Sanqian smiled bitterly, if someone retaliated against him, there was a high probability that it would be Luo Bin, but if you think about it carefully, it seems unlikely, with Luo Bin's flamboyant character, if he really found such a master, how could he not show up?

And the contradiction between him and Luo Bin arose because of Tianchangsheng, even if he wanted to find trouble, he should go to Tianchangsheng to the martial arts hall.

On the top floor of the Peninsula Hotel, in the presidential suite, there are two people standing by the window, a man and a woman, judging from the back, they are very young, and the woman in them is wearing glasses, if Han Sanqian sees it, she will definitely be very shocked, because she is Qi Yiyun, and the man next to her is a young man who fought with Han Sanqian in the boxing ring.

"Donghao, is there anything in Cloud City that you are worthy of nostalgia?" Qi Yiyun asked, pushing the frame of the mirror.

The man named Donghao looked at Qi Yiyun with obsessive eyes, obviously with a strong sense of love.

"Where garbage piles up, there's nothing to be nostalgic about, but as long as you're there, it's heaven for me. Donghao expressed his love unabashedly.

Qi Yiyun was not moved by Donghao's words, and said indifferently: "You are not qualified to change my preferences yet." ”

After saying this, Qi Yiyun turned his head, took off his glasses and looked at Dong Hao, and continued: "Don't forget your status, you are just a subordinate. ”

Donghao lowered his head, although his eyes were very unwilling, but he didn't dare to resist at all, and said, "Miss, I know." ”

"Han Sanqian is a very interesting person, can you find out what his origin is?" Qi Yiyun asked.

"I've seen him, a piece of shit. Donghao said disdainfully.