Chu Yun's actions instantly attracted more Flying Eagle members. A person not far away saw it and hurriedly blew the whistle.

In the whistle, the street is dusty, and the flying sand is rolling~!

Dozens of people, armed with knives, guns and sticks, quickly gathered from all directions. Suddenly, Chu Yun became the focus of stars in the city.

Mo Xiaoyu was extremely brave at this time, she held the gun in a serious manner, puffed out her cheeks, and stared wide-eyed.

Although she trembled with fright, her surface momentum remained undiminished.

Chu Yun's heart suddenly warmed, and he was very moved. But the other party didn't give him any chance to be moved.

"Grass~, where did you come from~, you dare to go to our eagle's territory to spread wild~!"

"Grab it~, put him in the oil pot~!"

"Damn~, kill him~!"

The gangsters shouted loudly one after another, constantly creating momentum, trying to scare Chu Yun and Mo Xiaoyu into kneeling and begging for mercy.

But Chu Yun still stood there with his head held high, like a firm rock. He looked coldly at the people around him, and a playful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Death is death, and it is better to die standing than to live on your knees.

"Bang bang bang~!!"

On the street, I don't know who set off a row of guns, the air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke, and the noise suddenly stopped.

The sound of gunfire caused the town to be desolate.

But after a few seconds, I don't know who started yelling, causing everyone else to follow suit.

They were like a group of monkeys who had just succeeded in grabbing the territory, had won a battle, and were proud, and they surrounded Chu Yun and said something they didn't understand.

Chu Yun instantly felt that the pressure doubled, and he knew that this was these little gangsters, playing tricks to create psychological pressure on them.

The more this happens, the more you have to hold on.

On the second floor, Du Nan nodded appreciatively: "This young man~, it's still good~." If you can come to me to help~, there is a great future~. ”

Of course, he would not realize that the so-called future for him leads only to hell.

"Let's go~, I'll meet him in the past~. Du Nan said lightly.

His fat body, like a ball, rolled towards the door, rolled down the stairs, and the men and women behind him, carrying guns, followed.

Zhong Guangnan was tied to the sofa and couldn't move. He secretly said in his heart: "Young man~, you must defeat Pardo~! Defeat him~, you will be born~, if you can't be defeated~, you will all have to die~!"

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"Bang bang bang~!"

Wooden sticks hit the iron fence with an upsetting croaking noise.

The crowd is getting closer and closer, and this distance is already very unpleasant. Chu Yun clenched his fists tightly, ready to fight at any time.

Although there were many of them and they had guns, he was single-minded and was not afraid of anything.

"Xiaoyu~, are you afraid~?" Chu Yun asked with concern.

Mo Xiaoyu held the gun hard, and said resolutely: "Don't be afraid~, in another twenty years~, my sister is a good man again~, oh no~, beauty~." ”

Just as the two cheered each other on, a deep laugh came.

"Hahahaha~, good~!good~!this year~, it's rare to see such a bold young man as you~, come in with me~. ”

It was Du Nan, the boss of the Flying Eagle, who spoke.

He walked out with a cigar in his mouth, looked Chu Yun up and down carefully, and then shook his head inside: "Come with me~! ”

They hugged each other in front of them, and swept Chu Yun, Mo Xiaoyu and Du Nan into the building.

The style of the façade of this building is also rugged, completely in a cold cement world.

A huge cylindrical building, surrounded by rooms, densely packed like a beehive. They entered one of the doors on the first floor and came to a windowless dark room.

This room is very cramped, two meters wide and five meters deep, and looks like a coffin. The smell was terrible, the smell of sweat, feet and blood, and it went straight into the nostrils.

There were four or five strong men in the room, all heavily armed, and among them lay a man on the floor, straight and motionless, with his hands still tied behind his back.

This man had a pool of blood, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing this person, Chu Yun subconsciously grabbed Mo Xiaoyu's hand.

Mo Xiaoyu was scared, the gun was taken away at the door, and even the miniature video camera she brought was taken away.

Now, she can only rely on her brain and eyes. But the atmosphere here is too terrifying, and Chu Yun's warm, calm and powerful hand gives her enough sense of security~!

The room was very deep, and there was only a dim lamp, which could not illuminate the deepest part.

"Why are you here~?" a weak voice came from inside.

It's Mo Feng~!

Mo Xiaoyu bit her lip all of a sudden, and tears fell down.

Chu Yun was also extremely uncomfortable, although he couldn't see his condition, but he knew by listening to the voice that he must have been seriously injured.

Mo Xiaoyu knew that his brother, because he had been a special soldier, had a particularly strong tolerance for injuries and patients. She had never seen Mo Feng so weak, and his voice was like a gossamer, it looked like he was about to lose his breath.

"Come on~, bring Officer Mo out alive~. Du Nan used his super ugly voice to order extremely arrogantly.

A strong man walked in, followed by the sound of iron locks rubbing the ground, and then, Chu Yun saw a scene that made him angry.

Mo Feng was like a dog at the moment, being chained around his neck and dragged out.

His whole body was covered in blood, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and from his facial features alone, he couldn't recognize him as Mo Feng at all~!!

His right rib was sunken, and he didn't dare to pant or touch, apparently at least one rib was broken. Looking at his ankle again, it was also bloody and seriously injured.

It's just a punch~!!

Chu Yun clenched his fists angrily, and the bone joints crackled~!!

He was like a raging flame in the sky, and his fighting spirit was so high that people did not dare to approach.

"Good~, very good~! Du Nan's goal was achieved, "Let you see him~, there are two purposes~, the first is to make sure that he is still alive~, and the second is to let you stimulate your fighting spirit~." Otherwise~, how can you fight Pardo in the ring~?"

With that, he smiled smugly.

Chu Yun quickly took a step, his hand like a python pounced, quickly grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.

With strong arms and murderous eyes, the people around him were stunned. When they came to their senses, the meatball-like boss almost suffocated.

Du Nan was not angry, he coughed and said to Chu Yun: "Little brother~, don't be angry~, the object of your anger is not me~, cough cough cough~!"

Chu Yun glared angrily and said coldly: "People are here~, you and I are blind~?"

"No, no, no~, look~, I'm still healing him~. Du Nan hurriedly explained, "The one who really injured him~, was the Southeast Asian boxing champion Pardo~." And behind Pardo~, is my sworn enemy~. If I lose to my rival today~, not only your friend will die~, but I will also die~, everyone will die~!"

Du Nan emphasized the word death, and every time he said it, a layer of fear deepened in his eyes. Only those who have personally experienced death can have such fear.

Chu Yun pondered deeply, slowly let go of his hand, and said coldly: "Okay~, take me to the boxing ring~." ”

"Okay~, but your girlfriend ....... Du Nan's eyes were confused, and she kept sweeping Mo Xiaoyu's body, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

"She's with me~, and you have to keep her safe at all times~!" Chu Yun said coldly, "Otherwise~, I don't mind defecting~." ”

Du Nan frowned heavily, thought about it slightly, and nodded lightly: "Okay~!"

But in his heart, he scolded coldly: "Hmph~! How dare you threaten me~?hmph~, whether you win or lose~, after you step down~, Lao Tzu will let you die~, the death is ugly~!"

After making sure that Mo Feng was indeed healed, Chu Yun and Mo Xiaoyu came to the boxing ring inside the building.

The boxing ring resembles a gladiatorial arena from Roman times, with an oval shape, high ceilings, and seats on all sides, including a ring.

At this time, the high platform around was already full of spectators. They are all wealthy businessmen from the surrounding area, and this boxing match is not only a gamble between Du Nan and his competitors, but also a gamble by these high rollers.

They glanced at Chu Yun with indifferent and ruthless gazes, and talked about him in a cold tone.

"It's him~?The mouth is not bad~. ”

"It's not enough to just look at the teeth~, you have to look at the fists and feet~. Pardo is in his forties~, but he is still not old~!!!Look~, that guy just now~, he was knocked down not long after he came on stage~, hehe~. ”

Chu Yun looked at the indifferent scene in front of him, and listened to the cold discussions of those people, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable~!

The ring is wooden, and the wooden floor is covered with dark red bloodstains, which shows how many life-and-death struggles there have been in this ring.

Thinking that Mo Feng was on this stage and was beaten like that, Chu Yun's anger in his heart couldn't be contained, and he was eager to rush out~!

"What's your name~?" Izumo asked Du Nan coldly.

Du Nan's subordinates next to him were not happy, pointed at the muzzle, and scolded coldly: "Have you talked to Nan Ye like this~?"

"Du Nan~, generally call me Nan Ye~. Du Nan waved his hand lightly and said to Chu Yun with a smile.

"Okay~, Nan Ye~, my girlfriend will be handed over to you~, if she has one less hair~, even if I chase to the ends of the earth~, I will find you~, kill you~!" Chu Yun's eyes were blazing, and his confidence and murderous spirit were fully displayed~!

Du Nan smiled: "Okay~, don't worry~!Come on~, arrange a seat for this beautiful lady by my side~, and take Mr. Chu down to change clothes by the way~." ”

"No need~, I'll wear this~. ”

"Hehe~!Boxing gloves~?"

"We are people in the martial arts~, we never bring that thing~. ”

After Chu Yun finished speaking, he strode towards the ring.

In the ring, there was already a black man standing at this time.

The man was wearing a pair of blue boxing shorts, his bare hands and a fresh wound in the corner of his eye.

He has extremely dark skin, and his height can be 1.8 meters, which is considered tall in Southeast Asia.

He's lean, not covered in bulging muscles like other boxers. However, his eyes, momentum, and those fists told Chu Yun that this person was extremely dangerous.

This person gave Chu Yun a feeling that he was like a jackal who was about to enter his twilight years, but had quite a lot of hunting experience.

He is Pardo, known as the Golden Triangle boxing champion. Later, this title was expanded to become the Southeast Asian boxing champion for some reason.

What kind of boxing champion it is, or even whether it is a boxing champion or not, in fact, Pardo doesn't care. He only cares about two things, the first thing, whether he can win or not. Because for him, winning means life, and losing means death.

Fortunately, he has never lost in his life.

The second thing is money, if you win, you have money, a lot of money, and if you lose, you have no money. And he must not be without money.

Chu Yun jumped suddenly, a beautiful backflip, and landed on the ring accurately, landing soundly, but very steadily.

With this leap, Chu Yun had already stretched all the muscles and muscles, and every cell in his body had entered a state of combat readiness.

The muscles are like snakes, the green tendons are like earthworms, Chu Yun "Whoa~!", tore his shirt and threw it under the stage, revealing his red upper body, strong muscles, shining in the spotlight. Young and powerful, with an almost perfect body, it caused a round of applause and exclamations~!!

Chu Yun's exquisite muscles were not trained in the gym and eating high-protein food. He has accumulated little by little in accordance with the natural laws of the human body in a traditional way.

This is the real muscle.

Muscles serve strength, strength serves warriors, and the three are unified and complement each other.

Chu Yun twisted his neck easily, his fists were pinched and scattered, scattered and pinched. His fighting spirit has burned, and the man is still indifferent~!!