"How?"

Zheng Zhanhong smiled lightly: "Dong Zhou, do you want to think about it?"

With anger in her eyes, Zhou Qian gritted her teeth and said, "Zheng Zhanhong, if you can't control your mouth." Then there is no need to continue today's martial arts. Let's go back and prepare for war. Although my Zhou family is weak. But it's not something that can be kneaded by anyone!"

The gorgeous woman clasped her hands to her chest and sneered: "Zhou Qian, if you want to pretend to be reserved, then I advise you to stop in moderation." ”

"What a character Zheng Shao is, he is willing to give you a chance to become his woman. You should cherish it!"

She was very unhappy with Zhou Qian's attitude. You are an old woman who is almost thirty, and being able to be favored by Zheng Shao is simply a blessing that you have accumulated in your previous life. It's just a matter of not being grateful to Dade, what to pretend?

"Don't try to show that you're different by pretending to be high. Zheng Shao didn't like this. If you provoke Zheng Shao's disgust, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

Zhou Qian was really angry. She looked at Zheng Zhanhong with an expressionless face, and said indifferently: "Zheng Zhanhong." I'll say it one last time, if you want to bring it up again. Then I'll leave immediately!"

"Now, do you want to continue the fight?"

The smile disappeared, Zheng Zhanhong's eyes were bright and said coldly: "Toast and don't eat and drink!"

After saying that, he looked sideways behind him and said lightly, "Uncle Jiang." ”

Zhuo Lijiang walked out of the crowd with a light smile, and looked down at the people opposite: "Don't stand up and look for death below the sixth grade!"

Zhou Qian's face changed slightly, and her eyebrows instantly twisted into a Sichuan character. The other party actually directly sent a six-rank martial artist in the first battle, in order to deter himself from the momentum, or... This man's combat power is the lowest among the three?

If the result is the latter...

Zhou Qianbei bit her lower lip tightly, and her face was extremely solemn at this moment.

However, things have developed to this point, and she can't help but think about it. With a heavy heart, Zhou Qian turned sideways slightly and said, "Pavilion Master Zhang, I'm sorry for you!"

was paid by Zhou Qian at the price of 500 million commissions, and the face of the gym chief invited from the Extreme Boxing Gym was also very solemn. Still, he nodded. Slowly came to Zhuo Lijiang and stood opposite him.

Almost at the same moment, Zheng Zhanhong and Zhou Qian began to retreat with the rest of the group. It didn't stop until it was ten meters away from the two of them.

In the center of the field. Zhuo Lijiang stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently: "You should strike first, otherwise you won't have a chance." ”

As the owner of the first hall, Zhang Bangchang knew very well that this was just the other party's trash talk. There was no fluctuation in his emotions, but he curled the corners of his mouth and chuckled in response: "Only the weak like to show the advantage of their tongues." Do I have this chance to make a move, you said it doesn't count!"

"Huh. Zhuo Lijiang pulled the corners of his mouth and said coldly: "Very good, I hope your skills can be as hard as your tone." ”

After saying that, his body shook, and it was as fast as lightning shot out, and his right fist went straight to Zhang Bangchang's chest.

On the surface, he seems to be calm and calm, but in fact, Zhang Bangchang, who has been on guard since his debut, stared at him, and was about to throw the same punch to have a hard encounter with the other party. But at the moment when his right arm was already punched, his pupils shrank suddenly. Almost instinctively, he changed his straight fist to a hug, and his hands were erected and protected in front of his chest.

"Dang!"

The piercing sound of gold and iron resonated suddenly. Zhang Bangchang took advantage of the situation and jumped backwards for nearly three meters, his eyes fixed on Zhuo Lijiang's slowly withdrawn right hand.

On the fist of his right hand, there was a four-finger buckle finger tiger!

"Despicable!"

Zhuo Lijiang was not ashamed at all, but sneered and said, "Don't you also wear iron arm guards?"

Zhang Bangchang's eyes widened angrily, and he said sharply: "The Extreme Dao Fist practiced in my Extreme Boxing Gym must wear iron arm guards, who doesn't know about this martial arts? If you really want to use weapons, you can be above board, and hiding like this is tantamount to villainous behavior, which is really shameless!" Zhuo Lijiang sneered, and said with a disdainful face: "Becoming a king and defeating a coward, where is so much nonsense?"

Seeing his attitude, Zhang Bangchang smiled angrily and said, "Okay, good." Today, I, Zhang, have a long insight. In that case, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Bangchang was already bullied forward, swinging his arm and smashing into Zhuo Lijiang's side face.

"Humph!"

With a contemptuous snort, Zhuo Lijiang turned sideways to avoid it, and at the moment when Zhang Bangchang's arm fell and had no time to retract, he punched him directly in the neck.

The black-fingered tiger reflected a palpitating cold edge in the early morning light. If this punch hits, Zhang Bangchang is afraid that he will have to die on the spot.

Seeing that the other party was not only despicable and shameless, but also so spicy, a cold glint flashed in Zhang Bangchang's eyes. His waist fell, and his short body dodged this blow while kicking his legs, and his body slammed into Zhuo Lijiang's chest and abdomen.

Suddenly lifting his breath, Zhuo Lijiang was already soaring into the air, and he easily turned over above Zhang Bangchang, and the person was in the air, and at the same time he threw a punch downward.

Feeling the fierce wind coming from his back, Zhang Bangchang twisted his waist, turned over and slammed his face door with a swing fist.

"Dang!"

Another crunch. But it was Zhuo Lijiang who swapped out his left hand and hit Zhang Bangchang's arm guard, and swung away with his strength.

The body twisted again, Zhang Bangchang supported the ground with his hands, straightened up, and pounced on Zhuo Lijiang again, who had not yet completely stood firm.

"Dangdang, dang..."

A series of violent collisions between the knuckles and the armguards rang out continuously. Zhang Bangchang continued to attack, approaching step by step. Zhuo Lijiang swung his fist to parry, although he was constantly retreating, he did not show any panic.

It's just that among the people outside the court, except for a few people, no one can see the process of the two fighting clearly, let alone the strength between the two sides. Seeing that Zhuo Lijiang seemed to be being chased and beaten by Zhang Bangchang, Zhou Qian and the others couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

This game seems to be stable.

But she didn't notice that the smile on the corner of Zheng Zhanhong's mouth was getting deeper and deeper.

Meanwhile.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Du Fei, who arrived at the racecourse, had just gotten out of the car when he was stopped by several people.

Du Fei frowned and looked at the few people in front of him, and said lightly: "I'm here to find Dong Chou!"

Several people on the other side glanced at each other, and the first person looked him up and down several times, and then said with a cold face: "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about." This place is closed to the public today, so please leave immediately!"

His eyes narrowed instantly, and Du Fei looked coldly at the few people in front of him. He said expressionlessly, "Who are you, why don't you let me in?"

A young man who looked extremely athletic beside the leader glared and said, "Let you get out, where is all this nonsense?

No one said anything to stop it, but they all looked at Du Fei with a high-minded and indifferent attitude. Obviously, they all approve of the young man's words.

Du Fei swept over the people in front of him one by one, and said coldly: "You are from the Zheng family?"

A look of pride immediately appeared on his face, and the sturdy young man said proudly: "Do you know why don't you get out of here?"

Du Fei shook his head and said, "It seems that your Zheng family's so-called mediation is not sincere, otherwise why would you stop me from entering?"

His face changed suddenly, and the eyes of the leader instantly became extremely fierce: "Young man, I warn you, there are some things that you can't say nonsense, you must know that disaster comes from your mouth. ”

With a sneer, Du Fei didn't bother to argue with them, and shouted in a deep voice: "Get out of the way!"

The sturdy young man stepped forward and said with a gloomy face: "Are you looking for death?"

As his words fell, except for the leader, the rest of the people followed. Looking at Du Fei's eyes, he was full of warning and coldness.

His patience was completely exhausted, and the few people in front of him also made him feel a little uneasy. There is no time to waste here, Du Fei's body shook, and his fists came out. In less than two seconds, all six people in front of them were lying on the ground.

Not even a scream!

His eyes swept coldly at a few people on the ground. Du Fei exerted force under his feet, and the person had quickly rushed into the racecourse.

Beyond the club complex, in the distance, you can see two groups of people and horses clearly opposite each other. In the center of them, there were two figures of rapid confrontation and fighting.

The attention of both groups was attracted by the two people in the field, coupled with the violent movement caused by the two fighting. As a result, no one noticed that someone was approaching quickly.

Du Fei looked at the form of the starting game as he ran. Zhou Qian stood at the front of the crowd on the right, looking at nothing abnormal. His mood suddenly relaxed.

With a glance, his gaze fell to the left. Surrounded by about fifty or sixty people, the five people at the front were particularly eye-catching.

The first one looked to be about twenty-six or seventeen, and although he was a man, he had shoulder-length hair. Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, handsome face, and an unconcealable rebellious aura on his face.

There was no need for someone to introduce him, and Du Fei's name instantly popped up in his heart.

Zheng Zhanhong!

Half a step behind him was a young woman of about twenty years at most, wearing a short light green dress and delicate makeup, giving people a sense of disobedience and flamboyance.

Standing behind Cheng Zhanhong's right is a young man in his thirties. This person has a resolute face and a tall posture, even if he is behind the Zheng family, he still can't be ignored.

Qin Hong!

The eyebrows were towering, and a killing intent inexplicably rose in Du Fei's heart!

Behind these three people are two middle-aged men in their forties, dressed in black Tang costumes. If ordinary people see these two people, they may not feel much. But at a glance, Du Fei's heart was already inexplicably full of vigilance.

Six-grade master!

"Pavilion Master Zhang!"

At this moment, Zhou Qian's exclamation suddenly came from his ears. Du Fei followed the prestige. I saw that the two of them had already separated. The two middle-aged men behind Zheng Zhanhong wearing the same clothes drooped their left arms, their faces were slightly pale, but their eyes were extremely fierce.

The other was lying on the ground, coughing up blood with his hand on his left chest. Du Fei stared at it, his chest was already sunken, and his injuries were extremely serious.

Zheng Zhanhong looked at Zhou Qian and others who had already led people into the arena and began to check Zhang Bangchang's injuries and do emergency first aid. smiled indifferently: "Dong Zhou, it seems that I won this first game." Next, do you want to continue?"

With his hands in his pockets, Zheng Zhanhong hooked the corners of his mouth and joked: "I might as well tell you that Uncle Jiang is the lowest strength among the three of us." If you still have a six-rank martial artist, then we can continue to have fun. Otherwise!"

His eyes swept over Zhou Qian and the others one by one, Zheng Zhanhong shook his head and said, "It's better not to waste my time." ”

His face was instantly extremely ugly. Zhou Qian didn't expect her guess to come true. This man... Really the weakest of them.

Zheng Zhanhong could already guess what she was thinking when he saw her expression. An evil smile appeared on his face again, and he said softly: "Dong Zhou, I'll give you another chance." Be my woman, what I said before still counts. ”

"You are dreaming!" Zhou Qian's eyes were as cold as a knife, and she said word by word: "Zheng Zhanhong, if you say anything disrespectful again, I will immediately and unconditionally donate the entire Zhou Group!"

The smile disappeared, and Zheng Zhanhong's face became gloomy. His eyes also became extremely indifferent: "I gave you the opportunity, but you don't know how to cherish it." Since you are so ignorant of lifting, then continue the fight. ”

"It's just that you still have a six-rank martial artist?"

"Who says no?"

Du Fei paced out from behind the crowd. looked directly at Zheng Zhanhong, who was unruly, and said indifferently: "Next, I'll come!"