Closer, closer, closer and closer.

As long as it takes another half a second, he will be able to hold Qin Yang, press him to the ground fiercely, and end his statement with his fist.

The black-faced tiger's fierce face showed a smile for some reason, he had already seen the bonus and beckoned to him.

With money, the black-faced tiger can make his sister's life better, and then hire a doctor to cure his sister's illness.

Although that kind of disease has not been cured in hundreds of hospitals, the black-faced tiger is lucky, and maybe the next hospital can cure it.

Every boxer in the underground boxing arena has his own hardships, Qin Feng is to raise money to build an orphanage,

The black-faced tiger is to make money to treat his sister.

The speed of the two people was very fast, and the distance of a few meters was almost instantaneous, and the black-faced tiger stretched out his arm, wanting to strangle Qin Yang.

But just as he was about to touch it, Qin Yang's body was like a slippery loach, and he dodged it with a side step.

The black-faced tiger realized that something was wrong, and he would do the same, using his strength.

Without waiting for the black-faced tiger to take precautions, he felt a sharp pain in his right rib, and he knew that he had been beaten without thinking about it.

At the same time, Qin Yang raised his right foot and kicked the black-faced tiger's stomach fiercely, widening the distance between the two again.

Qin Yang, who took muscle enhancers, didn't know how much strength his kick was, in short, the black-faced tiger was kicked and flew out two meters.

After landing on the ground, he rolled a few times before stopping, lying on the ground and moaning.

This trick was really practical, and it suddenly turned the balance of power into an advantage, and Qin Yang temporarily suppressed the black-faced tiger.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Qin Yang pounced, riding on the black-faced tiger's body and kept swinging his fist, and the sandbag-sized fist smashed over at once.

smashed on the black-faced tiger's body, on his face, Qin Yang beat Qing Cang happily, completely ignoring whether the black-faced tiger under him had lost his breath or not.

Here, in the ring, Qin Yang cannot have mercy, and kindness to the enemy is cruelty to himself.

Qin Yang is not a righteous gentleman, and he will not give up a good advantage because of his so-called pride, and striking while the iron is hot is the king.

The referee wanted to pull Qin Yang away several times, but he didn't have the courage to knock down the man with the black-faced tiger.

How much strength should it be, if you don't know how much you have to be beaten, the referee still chooses to pretend not to see it.

In the dark corner of the corner, Chen Da's face was so angry that he couldn't believe that Qin Yang, who was like an ordinary person, could defeat the black-faced tiger.

However, the facts are in front of him, Qin Yang successfully took down the black-faced tiger.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Chen Da waved his hand to summon a junior brother, bowed his head and commanded a few words, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, Qin Yang, who was beating the black-faced tiger on stage, was also in trouble.

The muscle enhancer lasted for three minutes, and the effect had already begun to wane......

Everything that exists in the world is reasonable, and so are muscle enhancers.

can improve a person's strength, so that Qin Yang, who is less than a second-rate master, can gain the strength, speed and strength of a near-first-class master in an instant,

Muscle enhancers are indeed a good thing.

The last time the pink potion lasted for more than a minute, and the effect of Qin Yang's move was gone.

The sequelae were also terrifying, Qin Yang sat on the toilet for two hours in a row, and almost died.

This improved type was to improve Qin Yang's strength in another way, and it lasted a lot longer, reaching a full three minutes.

The effect began to wane, and Qin Yang clearly felt that the power in his body was gradually being withdrawn, and that feeling was indescribable,

But it was extremely clear, and Qin Yang even felt that his breath was no longer as stable as it was just now.

As the strength was withdrawn, Qin Yang's body became hotter and hotter, and an evil fire rushed up from the dantian, as if the blood was all burned hot.

"Is this a side effect? Not bad. Qin Yang thought in his heart.

If the side effect is just a fever in the body, Qin Yang can still accept it, and this kind of thing should always be by his side in the future.

Just when Qin Yang's body was deflated and he was thinking wildly, the black-faced tiger actually opened his eyes.

With sharp eyes, this thing has always remained sober, and he began to fight back when he saw the hole.

With a bang, Qin Yang was overturned, and the black-faced tiger's sturdy big ass also pressed Qin Yang underneath.

The strength was so great that Tang Wanrong, who was sitting in the audience, could clearly hear the muffled sound when Qin Yang fell.

With a sigh in her heart, Tang Wanrong raised her pistol without thinking too much, no one could bully Qin Yang.

Whether it was in front of her or she didn't see it, as long as she knew that someone was bullying Qin Yang, Tang Wanrong dared to avenge Qin Yang.

The Nightfire Stadium was noisy, and the audience had a high opinion of the Black-Faced Tiger's Jedi counterattack, cheering and scolding.

Uncle Jian's eyes were quick, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he hurriedly pressed down Tang Wanrong's hand and forcibly snatched the small silver pistol over.

Looking left and right, no one paid attention, and Uncle Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you want him dead? There's a gunman in the shadows, and if you use the gun, we're all going to be finished. Uncle Jian lowered his voice and said.

In Mindu, it is possible for a thug to get a pistol, let alone a famous brother management in China.

Chen Da is the person in charge of the Night Fire Boxing Stadium and the middle-ranking manager of the brothers' family, and he has a gun in his hand, many guns.

This boxing match involves hundreds of millions of gambling funds, and the gunners in the Night Fire Boxing Stadium must not be idle, they are all hiding in the dark and waiting for their lives.

If Tang Wanrong moved the gun, the best outcome would be to kill the black-faced tiger with one shot, and then these people, including Qin Yang, would be finished together.

Don't think that the police are amazing, compared with money, it is easy for Chen Da to kill a policeman and kill a few thugs.

That's the best ending.

If Tang Wanrong's marksmanship was worse and she didn't kill the black-faced tiger, then these people would have died in vain.

No matter how you weigh it, Tang Wanrong's move is full of disadvantages and no benefits, but fortunately, Uncle Jian stopped it quickly enough.

"My aunt and grandmother are going to call and call someone to seal this boxing stadium. Tang Wanrong was about to take out the phone.

Uncle Jian sighed in his heart, Auntie, let me save some snacks, and hurriedly grabbed the phone.

"Are you really stupid or fake? If the Nightfire Boxing Stadium can be opened in the center of the city, it must have made a good connection.

Don't say I didn't warn you, if you really want to call someone to seal it, be prepared to go against all the Mindu police. Uncle Jian scared Tang Wanrong.

Seeing that the black-faced tiger shot so hard, Tang Wanrong was so anxious that she was about to cry, and she was actually frightened by Uncle Jian's words.

He sat there honestly, no longer moving, but his eyes were filled with anger.

"Qin Yang, you have always been a Ji person, you must survive. Tang Wanrong prayed sincerely in her heart.

Qin Yang was pressed under the black-faced tiger and beaten wildly, just like the previous scene, but the black-faced tiger's fists were much harder,

And he shot viciously, hitting Qin Yang's face every time, just a few punches Qin Yang was already spitting blood, and his eyes were blurred.

Seeing Qin Yang who was beaten like this, not only Tang Wanrong was anxious, but Uncle Jian and Qin Feng were also anxious to death.

The three of them, although they are not related by blood, but after so many days of getting along, their feelings have outperformed their own brothers.

Uncle Jian frowned, shivered, lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, and finally made up his mind.

With trembling hands, he took out the phone, and Uncle Jian sent out a group text message, he was gathering the brothers of the past.

Dog's day, Chen Da, you don't want my people to have a good time, and you don't want to live.

Twenty years ago, the Fujian capital was a gangster, but all of them were murderous masters who did not blink, although they had retired for many years,

But a peaceful life will not wear down their strength much, and they are a new force when they gather.

Uncle Jian didn't know how good his character was, but he was sure that a few brothers could be called.

After the text message was sent, Uncle Jian's hand still couldn't regain its calm, it wasn't that he was afraid, but he was too excited.

After more than ten years of retirement, Uncle Jian once again waved the flag, just like the groom official on the wedding night, which was not exciting.

Tang Wanrong's pistol was held in the palm of Uncle Jian's hand, and his small eyes were fixed on the stage, as long as Qin Yang was in danger, Uncle Jian would pull the trigger.

……

At the same time, the civil turmoil in the capital city became a disaster.

Feiyun Road, an old man with gray hair is wearing a very trendy jacket, and there are a lot of iron pieces hanging on his body.

The old man held a cigar in his hand, hugged two beautiful women on his left and right, and listened to the live racing on the walkie-talkie.

This is a gathering place for racing drivers, and there are many young people who love drag racing, and the old man is Ah Hong, the steward of Feiyun Road.

The phone rang, Ah Hong took it out and looked at it, his face showing joy.

Pushing the beauty away, throwing away the walkie-talkie and cigar, Ah Hong pushed a motorcycle from the side and left.

"Ah Jian, it's been fifteen years, and I can finally return the favor to you. ”

……

In the luxury box of the Emgrand nightclub, the Yinggeyan dance is red and green, and the two people dressed as bosses sit on the sofa under the flash to enjoy the dance.

"Uncle Li, I can give this contract to your company, but this price is ......" The person who spoke was a young man, Sven Wen, and wearing gold wire glasses.

However, he is not a good person, and his hands are not idle when he speaks, constantly stroking and kneading the whole body of a hot girl.

The reader is doing this way, and he really reads all the books in the belly of the dog.

The person who was called Uncle Li looked embarrassed, which made it clear that he asked for money, and it was really not easy to accept this contract.

The official approval for the construction of the overpass, the project cost of 200 million yuan, if the bridge is built in accordance with the relevant regulations, will not fall much in the end.

If you want to take over the project, you have to give money, and if you give less, it is estimated that people will not be happy, and Uncle Li is very embarrassed.

Give this dog official a sum of money, and then spend money to buy building materials and hire workers, and in the end, he can't earn a few of them, which is time-consuming and laborious.

Uncle Li didn't think about using inferior materials, he is not this kind of person, and his company can't build the kind of bridge that firecrackers can blow up.

"Minister Shen, leave a card number. Uncle Li gritted his teeth and said.

If you earn less, you will earn less, and what you can earn is the most important thing.

The young man with gold wire glasses smiled slightly, and wanted to say that the child could be taught, but looking at the other party's age of almost six zhang, he still couldn't help but say nothing.