For the underground boxing match, Qin Yan originally had no interest. Just now, it was only because I heard someone insulting a Chinese person, and it happened that the young man was a Chinese person, so I couldn't help but make a move. Chinese people, no matter where they go, should not be looked down upon. Today's China is no longer the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, and it is no longer something that can be bullied.

Qin Yan put one hand in his pocket, glanced at the big man of country E lightly, hooked his fingers, and said contemptuously: "Come on!"

The big man of country E was obviously angry, roared angrily, and rushed towards Qin Yan. A punch slammed into Qin Yan's head, and the shot was ruthless. This is not a competition of martial arts, but a struggle between life and death. It's not the kind of formal boxing match, there are referees, and they can count the hours. Here, there is only one rule, and that is the law of the jungle.

A sneer slipped across the corner of Qin Yan's mouth, and he kicked at the other party's elbow. With a "click", the other party's bones broke and let out a scream. Immediately afterwards, Qin Yan kicked the opponent's knee again, and the crisp sound of bone breaking came out, and the opponent's entire leg was weirdly twisted, hideous and terrifying.

"Bang!"

A backward swing leg slammed into the opponent's ear. The big man of country E barely had any chance to fight back, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The simple and sharp killing move made the people present stunned. Zhou Jie shouted even more excitedly, and in an instant, Qin Yan stood there like a high mountain, making people look up.

On the second floor, a middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned when he saw a scene on the field, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Glancing at the fainted Han of Country E, Qin Yan turned around indifferently and prepared to leave.

The host of the boxing match didn't know what to say, opened the door, and suddenly eight or nine rough men poured in, all of them burly and hideous. These people who can survive the underground boxing tournament are naturally not weak. Obviously, Qin Yan's actions angered them a bit, so much so that they wanted to kill Qin Yan.

"This is not fair, this is not fair!" Zhou Jie shouted angrily.

However, in the face of the shouts of the audience who lost their minds, her voice seemed so weak.

"Ivan, Ivan, you come out for me!" Zhou Jie shouted loudly.

The middle-aged man on the second floor heard the voice, looked down, and realized that it was Zhou Jieshi, and couldn't help but be stunned. However, he had no intention of coming down, and slowly retreated and blended into the crowd.

Although Qin Yan couldn't understand what Zhou Jie was saying, he could also know that she was worried about herself by looking at her expression. With a faint smile, Qin Yan said, "Don't hurry up and buy a heavy bet." Let them see what Chinese kung fu is. ”

Zhou Jie was stunned and looked at him in amazement. In the face of such a situation, Qin Yan can still talk and laugh, and this kind of spirit can't help but make her obsessed.

With a shout, a group of people frantically attacked Qin Yan. Because the venue was too small, so many people couldn't spread it all, which reduced Qin Yan's burden a lot.

The nameless true qi operated on its own in his body, and Qin Yan was like a Shura god of war, exuding bursts of fierce murderous aura all over his body.

Connoisseurs look at the doorway, and laymen look at the bustle. Those viewers naturally couldn't see any difference between Qin Yan, but they were just attracted by this sudden and wonderful boxing match, and shouted wildly. The middle-aged man on the second floor was slightly stunned, his expression stunned.

Rushing into the crowd, Qin Yan did not show the slightest mercy, and shot quickly and ruthlessly. Under the powerful strengthening of the Nameless True Qi, Qin Yan's attack power was even more overwhelming. Every punch that falls on the opponent's body is a heavy blow, making the opponent lose their combat effectiveness in an instant.

Everyone couldn't see Qin Yan's figure clearly at all, they could only hear one wail after another, these fierce generals who were famous in the underground boxing tournament looked so vulnerable in Qin Yan's hands. How can these foreigners understand the profundity of Chinese kung fu? What they know is only scratching the surface.

Just like when the island country invaded China, countless attempts to break the myth of Chinese martial arts in martial arts ended in failure. Back then, the old guy Mo Li personally led the children of Tianmen to participate in the War of Resistance against Japan, and with his own strength, he fought thousands of enemies, and the devils were shocked and shocked.

As the disciple of the old guy Mo Li, how could Qin Yan's kung fu be ordinary?

People on the rivers and lakes once said that in the eyes of Tianmen, everyone else is ants. This is to describe the strength of Tianmen, and the martial arts are profound, which cannot be resisted by mortals.

In a few moments, everyone was lying on the ground, with broken hands and feet, wailing and wailing. Some even have bones that penetrate the flesh and skin, and the bones are white and terrifying.

This wonderful boxing match shocked everyone present, and no one would have thought that Qin Yan, who was a little weak compared to those rough men, would have such explosive power. No one would have thought that none of them would bet on Qin Yan. Although they all lost, they also felt that the trip was worth it. Such a wonderful boxing match has never been seen since the beginning.

And those Chinese who were clamoring just now lowered their heads one by one, and their faces were embarrassed. These people who immigrated here for business or other reasons have forgotten that their roots are in China, and they also have Chinese blood in their bodies. Qin Yan didn't want to say much about these people, they didn't think they were Huaxia, and Huaxia didn't bother to admit that they were Huaxia.

He opened the door lightly and walked out, and no one dared to stop him.

Zhou Jie hurriedly greeted him and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

With a faint smile, Qin Yan glanced at her with emotion and said, "I'm fine." These people are not worthy of being my opponents. How's it going? Did you just place a bet?"

Stunned, Zhou Jie said, "By the way, I have to redeem the ticket." ”

After speaking, Zhou Jie walked away.

"Hello!" a voice sounded behind Qin Yan.

Qin Yan turned around and glanced up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him, "Who are you?"

"My name is Ivan and I am the owner of this bar. This is my business card!" said the middle-aged man as he handed over a business card. "You had a great fight just now, but I haven't seen such a wonderful boxing match in a long time. I remember that five years ago, in Moscow, I saw a young man surnamed Huang who defeated ten in an underground boxing match. Now, you might as well let it go. How do you dare to ask what to call it?"

"Surname Huang?" Qin Yan couldn't help but be stunned, could it be Huang Qingtian?

"It seems that there is no need to know my name. Qin Yan said lightly.

Ivan was stunned, smiled hehe, and said, "I don't know if you are interested in joining my gym? ”