This rich second generation naturally doesn't believe it, this is Huaxia, where can there be two wives, and besides, these two women are as beautiful as fairies, how can they serve a husband together! Obviously, this guy is lying!

"Oh, when I'm done with today's business, I want to see how you married the two wives!" the rich second generation said coldly, obviously, he had already killed Wu Ming, just because he fell in love with Chu Chu and Yun Feifei.

The approach of the rich second generation is as simple and violent as that.

After speaking, he directly bypassed Wu Ming, in his heart, Wu Ming was the passerby in his life, and it was not worth his more glance at all.

"Wu Ming still won't get out of here!" he roared.

That incident last night still made him palpitate, he had to kill that Wu Ming!

"Lei Hao, hurry up and hand over that Wu Ming to me!" Seeing that no one reacted, he shouted at Lei Hao.

"Ah, are you calling me?" Wu Ming walked out from behind him.

The rich second generation was immediately stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Wu Ming to be this kid! This made him even more angry, come on, and bring two beautiful girls, isn't this annoying?

"Did you do what happened yesterday?" he said viciously.

Wu Ming glanced at him vigilantly, "Don't talk nonsense, I know you like men, but I don't dare to be interested in you!"

After saying that, the people around him laughed.

These people are not exercising in the morning, and so many reporters are here, and it is obvious that something big is going to happen here.

"Okay, just let you play tricks and have fun, don't kneel and beg for mercy for a while, I won't let you go, I read your war book yesterday, let's do it according to the war book, life and death, now you can come and press a handprint!" After speaking, he took out yesterday's war book.

Wu Ming glanced at Lei Hao, this grandson was ruthless enough, and it was all buckled on his head.

But now he has to bite the bullet.

"Okay! I despise foreigners the most and despise our Chinese martial arts, thinking that if you learn a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, you can come to our Huaxia to show off your martial arts? Today, the old and young masters will give me a witness, and I will let this guy who discriminates against us Chinese martial artists get out of Huaxia forever!" Wu Ming shouted loudly.

As soon as the people around him heard his words, they saw the foreigner next to the rich second generation, and immediately thought of what was going on.

And this kind of competition is not the first time, it has been spread several times on the Internet, of course, their atmosphere was quickly provoked by Wu Ming.

"Young man, we have your back, come on!"

"When I see this yellow hair, he is not a good person, and he is still a master, young man, fight to death!"

"Young man, I'm going to buy you fried dough sticks and soy milk, and I'll eat it when I'm done, and I'm sure it's hot!"

"Wow, this handsome guy is so handsome, grandpa, if he wins, I'll have a relationship with him!"

The people around them talked about it, of course, they must all support Wu Ming, and when they saw the posture of some people, they couldn't wait to go up and bite that foreign master.

Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction, this is the advantage of the home field!

But when he turned his head and looked at the foreign master, his heart sank, this guy was not moved at all, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.

This is the real master, and his heart is like stopping water! Wu Ming's evaluation of this master suddenly rose a lot.

At the same time, he was cautious, and it seemed that he could not use poison blindly.

He didn't read the war book at all, he pressed his handprint on it, and his heart was a little hairy, this is the first time he has conducted such a life and death competition!

Besides, he can't even beat Yun Feifei, what can he do to fight this boxing king?

If the poison doesn't work, or if the anti-poison fails, then he will end up dead!

He could feel the thick blood in that boxing king, which proved that his hands were covered with blood!

The boxer's wolf-like eyes only glanced at him, and then never looked at him again.

Wu Ming knew that this was the boxing king's contempt for him!

At this time, many tabloid and new media reporters surrounded him.

"Handsome guy, can you ask, which sect are you studying from?" one of the beautiful reporters asked, and threw a wink at Wu Ming.

Wu Ming coughed, "It's inconvenient to say more!"

"Then do you feel confident in this international boxing master? He has been clamoring to challenge the top masters in China!"

Wu Ming glanced at her, a little unhappy, isn't he a top master?

"As far as his three-legged cat kung fu is concerned, I can deal with him enough, and when I pass this level, I will challenge those top masters!" Wu Ming pouted and said.

The reporter also seemed to feel that there was something wrong with the question, and immediately kept silent.

Next, the reporter asked some painless questions, allowing Wu Ming to experience what it was like to be a celebrity.

"Wu Ming, whether you can fight or not, my master's time is very precious!" the rich second generation shouted.

Wu Ming glanced at him, "What are you arguing about, didn't you see me being interviewed?"

"Young Master Zheng, let me come!" said the boxing king, and walked towards Wu Ming.

Suddenly, those reporters dispersed one after another, and they didn't dare to ask any more questions.

This boxing champion is like a tiger descending from the mountain, which naturally gives birth to a sense of fear in people's hearts.

"I have a rule!" he came to Wu Ming and said suddenly.

Wu Ming stared at him like an idiot, his eyes made the people around him suddenly admire, in the face of such a tough opponent, he could still show such a look, this young man is extraordinary!

In fact, Wu Ming is really not just anyone who can be frightened, he has experienced life and death, I don't know how much, although he signed the war letter this time, it is not the most dangerous situation he has encountered.

"As long as anyone standing in front of me, whether old or young, sick or disabled, is regarded as my opponent, and I will use all my strength for my opponent, so the mortality rate among my opponents is more than 90%!" he said lightly.

Suddenly, the people around him exclaimed.

Boxing has always been regarded as a special sport, at most it is just an injury, life-threatening matches, which should not have appeared in professional competitions, or are extremely rare.

Even if it's an underground black fist, there shouldn't be many!

But this boxing champion actually said that the mortality rate reached ninety percent, which shows that this is a ruthless person, many people even took out their mobile phones, and when they saw that the situation was not good, they immediately called the police.

The rich second generation looked at everyone with a sneer, thinking that his master could kill people in a few seconds, and if the police came, they would have left a long time ago, besides, even if they came, they signed a war letter, and more importantly, he had money, even if this war book did not comply with the law, then he could reverse black and white.

Wu Ming sneered, then took out a large cigar from his pocket, dropped it on his mouth, then lit it with a lighter, took a sharp breath, and suddenly breathed comfortably.

"You talk too much nonsense, I don't believe you dare to kill me, if you kill me, my master will kill you even if he chases you to the ends of the earth, not only that, but the warriors of your country will be retaliated against for your stupid actions!" Wu Ming said matter-of-factly.

With that, he took another puff on his cigar.

The people around frowned, there are many young people who smoke, but there are fewer cigar smokers, and people who practice martial arts know how to take care of their bodies, and there are very few people who smoke!

Martial artists avoid smoking and drinking, which is the habit of most martial artists.

However, Young Master Zheng still doesn't feel anything about this boxer, and there are more young people smoking cigars on Hong Kong Island and abroad.

It's just that this boxer still frowned, "Who is your master?"

"My master is the famous Dahuang Hat Shishabi, and when you defeat me, you can challenge him!" Wu Ming said.

"Lord Da Huang Hat Shi Shabi, this name is so weird, aren't your Huaxia names all three words?" asked the boxer suspiciously.

However, the people around him who heard this all laughed, and even Young Master Zheng's face became weird.

He hurriedly went to the ear of the yellow-haired foreign boxer and said a word, and suddenly, this boxer was angry.

"What a shameless boy, I'm going to kill you today!" After saying that, he punched him.

Suddenly, Wu Ming felt that all his escape routes had been blocked by him, and if this punch hit him, even if he was strong, he would suffer extremely serious internal injuries!

If ordinary people are hit by his punch, they will die immediately.

Wu Ming was in such a hurry, he smoked half of this cigar, and almost choked him to death, but why didn't the poison work yet!

Could it be that it is ineffective for this boxer, this is a cheat!

But naturally he couldn't take this punch! In fact, he had already been prepared, and his legs suddenly exerted force, and the light work was used!

Of course, he knew that it was too late to escape, his punch was extremely terrifying, and Wu Ming's way of life had been blocked, but if he used light skills, at least there was a glimmer of hope!

The next moment, his body turned like duckweed and floated out directly!

It's just that his punch still hit Wu Ming's shoulder!

With a click, Wu Ming suddenly clenched his teeth, his face was as pale as paper, but his body still jumped out, shook it, and fell to a distance ten meters away!

He knew that his shoulder was broken, although it was not fatal, but only he understood the taste.

The boxer shook his head, "You are too weak, my punch is only half of the strength, you have no chance, so, you should die!"

With that, he raised his fist again.

(End of chapter)