The Rolls-Royce drove smoothly on the road.

This time, even the driver was Wu Liang, and the atmosphere in the car was a little dignified.

Chen Zhong and Zheng Xun both had solemn faces.

Mao Renfeng is a member of the Mao family, and his strength has reached the realm, and he went to participate in the underground boxing arena of Zeng Renwang, purely to kick the field.

What kind of underground boxing arena can have strong people in the realm to compete?

Not to mention those contestants, even if the fierce god Zeng Ren Wang of the Megatron Jiangbei personally took action, he was not his opponent.

If no one stopped it, King Zengren's field would definitely be smashed.

Zheng Xun was a little in a trance, even if Jiang Chen told him that Mao Renfeng was a strong man in the realm, he was also a little suspicious at the time, after all, when he was in the Kyushu venue, Mao Renfeng deliberately pretended to be sick and did not fight with the captain Chen Ping'an.

However, the information fed back from the underground boxing world made him finally accept this reality.

As far as is known, there have been at least three Inhumans in the Humane Realm who have been defeated by Mao Renfeng.

One of them is Hua Hu, the henchman of King Zeng who once fought with him.

The humane second-grade realm, but he couldn't hold a move under Mao Renfeng, and was instantly cut off one hand and one foot.

In just one battle, Mao Renfeng's authentic realm strength was certain.

Jiang Chen looked out the window calmly, gently shaking the red wine glass in his hand, his eyes contemplative.

Finally, Chen Zhong broke the silence.

"Boss, we can actually regress in this matter."

In today's Jiangbei, only Jiang Chen can suppress Mao Renfeng.

Even if Jiang Chen's strength has not recovered, Chen Zhong still has this self-confidence.

But once Jiang Chen stepped into the ring and faced Mao Renfeng, then he would have to be completely exposed to the Mao family.

What followed was a sharp sword hanging above his head, stabbing down with a bang.

"Didn't you help King Zeng invite me to the town, didn't you already understand the stakes?"

Jiang Chen drank all the wine in his glass, and looked at the sluggish Chen Zhong and Zheng Xun with a smile: "If you retreat for a while, you can't retreat for a lifetime." ”

Why did Mao Renfeng kick the field of Zeng Renwang?

Zeng Renwang is indeed the fierce god of Zhenjiangbei, but in the eyes of the Mao family and the Mao Renfeng in the authentic realm, he is just a relatively large ant.

Who would step on an ant if nothing happens?

Zeng Renwang's field was kicked, obviously Mao Renfeng found out something, and deliberately pointed at it.

And Chen Zhong, isn't he the big backer behind King Zengren?

Rubbing his face, Jiang Chen's eyes surged with blood, and his momentum changed dramatically.

It was like pulling out a mountain from the ground, and the violent killing intent made Chen Zhong and Zheng Xun fall into an ice cave.

Rao is Wu Liang, who was driving, was also panicked and let the car snake on the road for a distance.

"What should come will come after all, and if it is slaughtered, it is equivalent to not coming." Jiang Chen's voice was like a cold wind in the depths of the Nine Shadows.

Rolls-Royce drove into the parking lot of a bar.

After entering the bar, turn the corner and enter another elevator.

After driving to the first basement floor, as the elevator doors opened, a deafening noise came to the face.

A wide venue, a dense and restless crowd.

The narrow ring, surrounded by finger-thick barbed wire, resembles the Colosseum of ancient Rome.

Who would have thought that under a downtown bar, there would be a different scenery?

"Mr. Jiang, Uncle Zhong, you are here."

King Zeng hurriedly greeted him, sweating profusely, obviously helpless.

"What about people?" Chen Zhong's voice was low.

"In the ring." King Zeng pointed to the ring.

Jiang Chen followed the look, and the only light in the entire underground boxing arena was in the ring.

In the narrow ring cage, a weak figure stood majestically, enjoying the cheers and shouts from the audience.

On the ground, a man was struggling to get up, his chest stained with blood.

Mao Renfeng coughed violently twice, obviously with a body that was about to die, but it contained infinite killing intentions.

"Get up again, you'll have to have something less."

The people on the ground ignored it, stubbornly leaned against the barbed wire, grabbed the wire and slowly stood up.

There is a powerful momentum exuding from all over his body, and he is obviously an alien.

But, before he could get up completely.

Sou!

Mao Renfeng rushed in front of him like an arrow off the string, and the knife in his right hand slashed down fiercely.

"Ah......h

The pig killing cry echoed throughout the audience, burning the blood of the audience, attracting even more deafening shouts.

And the man was also in severe pain, fainted directly, and fell to the ground with a poof.

The boxing staff hurriedly opened the door and dragged the man down.

"Mao Renfeng, the thirty-ninth game, winning streak!" The referee announced.

When he boarded, the audience echoed the words "Mao Renfeng".

As a field founded by the fierce god of Jiangbei, the specifications of this underground boxing arena are tantamount to those of Jiangbei Kui, which is very golden.

Among them, many strangers appeared and won consecutive victories.

However, the winning streak of 39 games is unprecedented.

From the moment Mao Renfeng appeared in the ring, he was regarded by everyone as a sick man and went on stage to find death.

With the successive victories, everyone suddenly woke up, and the one standing on the stage was like a fierce beast.

Even if the boxing world deliberately wanted to end Mao Renfeng's winning streak and invited Hua Hu, it was still Mao Renfeng who finally stood in the ring.

Jiang Chen rubbed his nose and sympathized with Zeng Renwang: "Winning thirty-nine games in a row, the loss is very miserable, right?" ”

In the underground boxing world, betting on the outcome of the bet is indispensable, and Mao Renfeng's sick appearance is indeed very deceptive.

But after a few wins in a row, the audience must be fools if they don't know how to buy him.

Even if the odds are adjusted, it can't stand up to winning 39 games in a row and everyone buys Mao Renfeng to win.

"Blood is paid." Zeng Renwang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "But the loss of money is small, and the field is big." ”

"Understood." Jiang Chen smiled, calmly lit a cigarette, and smoked.

Zeng Ren Wang Dengshi was stunned, looking at Chen Zhong puzzled, although he didn't know how strong Jiang Chen's strength was, but in the face of the realm, Mao Renfeng still had the heart to smoke, was he too calm?

"What about Chen Ping'an?" Jiang Chen asked.

"The captain has an urgent mission and can't get out." Zheng Xun hugged his fists.

Jiang Chen smiled helplessly, it seems that if he doesn't take action in person, it won't work.

In the ring, Mao Renfeng bowed his back, coughing violently, his face turned red and white.

In the middle of the night, when the cheers of the audience subsided.

Mao Renfeng slowly raised his right hand, as if he was giving an order, making the audience suddenly silent.

A weak voice echoed throughout the audience: "Nuo Dajiangbei, can no one fight me?" ”

Domineering, no one answered.

All the audience were starring, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

The staff of the underground boxing world are ugly, and their backs are cold, if they continue to let Mao Renfeng win in a row, not to mention that the boxing world will be smashed, even if it is the prestige of Zeng Renwang, he will be trampled into the mud.

"If there is no one to fight, why don't you ask King Zeng to come out and fight with me?" Mao Renfeng smiled playfully and provoked.

In the dark, Zeng Renwang kept wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, of course he knew that he was not Mao Renfeng's opponent at all.

Dare to go to the ring, and the end is no different from Huahu.

"Mr. Jiang......" looked at Jiang Chen pleadingly, King Zeng had never had such a desperate moment.

"If I make a move, he'll have to go out sideways, are you okay?"

Jiang Chen threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and smiled.

"No problem!"

King Zeng did not hesitate and simply responded.