Jin Jiang, underground boxing gym.

Although it was 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights were still bright, and countless people had bloodshot eyes and gym gambling tickets in hand, cheering on their supporters.

From time to time the victors chanted and the losers were carried down and covered with a white cloth.

Here, failure is death, otherwise exit is not allowed.

Fist to the flesh, bloody and exciting, life and death in an instant, this is the attraction of the Han family boxing gym.

At the end of every boxing match, some people are excited and some people are scolding.

Screaming, screaming, yelling, excited, desperate......

The noisy sounds are intertwined here into a blood-stained picture.

Underground boxing gym, profit is betting!

Chen Fan was led by Su Keming, followed by Su Zixin and Su Tengshan, and the moment he stepped into the gym, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and there was blood in his eyes.

"Chen Fan Xiaoyou, come here. Su Keming looked respectful and took Chen Fan to a VIP box on the second floor.

Standing here, you can clearly see the ring.

The maid offered the melon and fruit wine, bowed and stood aside, Chen Fan looked calm, sat lazily on the sofa, and looked at the VIP box opposite.

Han Yulong!

Chen Fan just glanced at him indifferently, and then focused his gaze on the old man sitting on the sofa, with a gloomy face, and knew in his heart that this was his opponent this time.

"The innate realm is at the back level, it's not bad. Chen Fan was disdainful in his heart.

With the Blood Demon Secret Text, he was not afraid even if he built the foundation realm of the Great Perfection, let alone the only innate realm posterior, so he didn't bother to pay attention after noticing the other party's cultivation, and turned to look at the ring with a leisurely expression.

The other side.

Han Yulong glanced at Chen Fan resentfully, then bowed down and spoke: "Elder Jiangzuo, it's that Ye Xiu, his name is Chen Fan. ”

"A dead man, I don't need to remember his name. Jiang Zuo sneered.

He just glanced at Chen Fan, arrogant and indifferent, like looking at an ant, and then he didn't pay attention, for Jiang Zuo, who was an elder of the Zihua Sect, just a wild cultivation was a weed, and it was just a weed, so there was no need to pay attention to it.

Clang!

With the sound of a gong, the host stood in the bloody ring, and after announcing the winner, he shouted with a little excitement: "In the last game of tonight, welcome the martial artist Jiang Zuo, against the martial artist Chen Fan!"

"Jiang Zuo's odds are ten to one, Chen Fan insists on one to ten for one minute, one to one hundred for two minutes, one to one hundred for three minutes, and one to one thousand for five minutes!"

Zihua Sect is a secret to mortals, so naturally it cannot be revealed.

Rumble!

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone's eyes were bloodshot, full of madness and bloodlust.

Just because of two words, warrior!

This kind of ring is difficult to encounter, after all, there are too few martial artists, and generally unless there is a great feud between life and death, it is difficult for martial artists to fight to the death in the ring, after all, as a martial artist, there will be no shortage of money at all.

Especially, Jiang Zuo!

Although the Zihua Sect is secretive, Jiang Zuo often walks outside, not to mention his name in Jinjiang, even if the entire Tiannan Province is famous.

"Who is this Chen Fan? He dares to fight to the death with Jiang Zuo, looking for death, right?"

"Who knows, a clown who jumps off the beam, after all, Jiang Zuo's origin is mysterious, and the power behind the rumors is not small, so Chen Fan will definitely die. ”

"Yes, buy Jiang Zuosheng, although the income is small, but the victory is stable, I am looking forward to Chen Fan's guy holding on for a few minutes. ”

When everyone was talking, Jiang Zuo looked indifferent, stood proudly in the blood-stained ring, looked at Chen Fan with a cruel smile, and said coldly: "The old man disdains to bully the small, kneels down to help the old man lick his shoes clean, and swears to be my slave, and the old man will spare your dog's life." ”

In an instant, there were boos in the audience, and their faces were not very good-looking.

I thought I could watch a martial arts battle, but I never thought that Jiang Zuo would disdain to fight against Chen Fan, which made everyone very uncomfortable, but no one dared to complain to Jiang Zuo, for fear of retaliation.

Therefore, everyone vented their grievances on Chen Fan.

"Brother, I'm sure you can hold on for a minute, don't be cowardly!"

"As a warrior, although death is still glorious, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road!"

"Come on, don't let me look down on you, old lady!"

The tone of the people was frivolous, and the look of teasing was on their faces.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Fan's eyebrows were upside down, a fierce light flashed, he squinted around the ring, the corners of his mouth gradually became cold, but he didn't say much.

"Master, you must be careful. Su Zixin whispered, her eyebrows full of worry.

"Hmm. ”

Chen Fan nodded, walked into the ring slowly, hooked his hand to the left of the river, and said calmly: "Give you a chance, let's make a move." ”

Rumble.

It was like a big earthquake in the gym, and no one expected Chen Fan to be so crazy.

"Boy, you're looking for death. Jiang Zuo's face trembled slightly, and he said coldly: "Maybe you haven't heard of my name, the eighth of the Eight Tigers in Tiannan, boy, if you know each other......

Without waiting for Jiang Zuo to finish speaking, Chen Fan waved his hand to interrupt: "It doesn't matter if you are an eight-headed tiger or an eight-headed worm, the deity is not interested in knowing the name of a dead person. ”

"Boy, you are arrogant!" Jiang Zuo was furious.

Chen Fan said indifferently: "Except for playing tricks, don't you have any other abilities?"

"Look for death!"

Jiang Zuo was in a hurry, his robe was hunting, his fists were surging, and the violent waves of qi shattered all around, with the power of ten thousand jun, like an iron hammer, smashing towards Chen Fan's chest.

Chen Fan was indifferent and motionless, and in the eyes of others, he was like being scared stupid.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zuo sneered at the corner of his mouth, as if he had foreseen that Chen Fan's chest was dented by this punch.

In the next second, Chen Fan moved, like a ghost, Jiang Zuo saw a flower in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see Chen Fan's figure.

"Hey, it's not good!"

His heart throbbed, and he felt his scalp tingle instantly.

Sou!

Without waiting for Jiang Zuo to react, Chen Fan was already standing on his left side, his eyes were full of disdain, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of sarcasm, and he said lightly: "It's over!"

Jiang Zuo was shocked and hurriedly turned his head.

But in his vision, he could only see a huge fist, getting closer and closer to his head, and then completely lost consciousness.

Bang!

In the shocked eyes of the people, Jiang Zuo's head was shattered like a watermelon under this punch, and for a while, scarlet blood and brain splashed Chen Fan's body, and the scene was indescribably terrifying.

One punch, Jiang Zuo killed!

Everyone was terrified, drenched in cold sweat, and their faces were pale and terrible.

In particular, Chen Fan's robe was stained with blood, like a demon returning from hell, which made people shudder.

For everyone, dead people may often be seen, but such a tragic death as in front of them is the first time they have seen it, especially the dead person is still the Tiannan Eight Tigers, Jiang Zuo!

Chen Fan's face was calm, he glanced around coldly, then returned to the box again, and said lightly to Su Keming's grandfather and grandson: "The matter is over, let's go." ”

The three of them were also shocked, although they knew Chen Fanqiang, but they didn't expect it to be so strong, and even Jiang Zuo couldn't make a move in his hands.

Especially Su Keming, there was a touch of remorse in his heart.

If he knew this, he should have fully supported Chen Fan, but he understood that regret was useless, it was better to find a way to redeem it.

After Chen Fan and Su Keming's grandfather and grandson left, Han Yulong, who was sitting in the box on the other side, sat on the floor sweating profusely, trembling all over.

He was scared.

I was afraid that Chen Fan would be desperate to kill him today.

Fortunately, Chen Fan didn't look at him even a little bit from beginning to end, and Han Yulong knew that Chen Fan looked down on him.

It took about five minutes for Han Yulong to react, and his face was full of resentment after he got up.

"Chen Fan, you are dead. Han Yulong muttered: "Dare to kill Jiang Zuo, Zihua Sect will not stop!"