The tornado's sneak attack made Huang Liang and them angry, and immediately surrounded him to find the tornado to get back an explanation, Zhao Bo immediately went to stop Huang Liang, Huang Liang couldn't hold on to three moves in front of the tornado, if he was hit by the tornado, it would really be a dumb loss.

The fight between Zhao Bo and Tornado made the ring a mess, and after the ghost superintendent in the VIP seat saw it, he stood up angrily and asked those policemen to arrest Zhao Bo, and he actually dared to sabotage the boxing championship he had carefully prepared, which was the best opportunity for him to increase his political performance.

"Zhao Bo, are you okay?"

Before the police came around, Ip Man came to Zhao Bo's side and asked.

"Master, I'm fine, but those ghosts won't let me go easily, Master, when I go in, you can find those Chinese newspapers and let them publicize the police's use of public for personal gain, the ghosts still pay attention to public opinion, and if you want to bring down that guy, you must ask Master Hong's friend Officer Fat Bo to help, he has the evidence of the ghost superintendent's crime in his hand, as long as it is publicized in the newspaper, the British government must respond."

Zhao Bo had already seen the policemen crowding over, and he immediately said to Ip Man that the legal system on Hong Kong Island during this period was still very chaotic, and it was not until the end of the four detectives that the fair legal system could be restored, so some means must be used.

"Don't worry, Master will definitely rescue you."

Ip Man also saw the police who came to Zhao Bo's side, he wrote down what Zhao Bo said, and then watched Zhao Bo being arrested by the police.

Zhao Bo was very calm after being arrested, these policemen's methods couldn't hurt him at all, and the British ghost didn't dare to use a gun on himself, at most, he beat himself like he did with the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, would he be afraid of himself with an iron cloth shirt?

After being handcuffed and leaving the gymnasium, Zhao Bo was pulled to the police station, Zhao Bo looked at the police station, in addition to applying for the necessary documents, this was the first time to come to this kind of place, and it was inside, Zhao Bo was full of curiosity.

Those poor people threw themselves into the cell and left Zhao Bo alone, Zhao Bo estimated, I'm afraid that the British ghost guy is still maintaining order in the gymnasium, I hope he won't have a headache, but he beat the tornado, I just don't know if the tornado is injured, it's better to get injured, so that his boxing champion can't think about it.

Look at this prison cell, I'm afraid it's the one that Ip Man, Jin Shan found and Huang Liang to stay with, this time because of their own appearance, they didn't appear here, but helped them to go to the prison room by themselves.

It's okay in the prison cell, Zhao Bo just exercises, he always has to have some fun for himself, otherwise it would be stupid enough to wait here.

Wait until the evening,The ghost guy in the suit came back angrily.,Curse non-stop in his mouth.,Zhao Bo, who had already returned English to the teacher.,Only understood the words that start with F and the words that start with S.,It's very strange.,People always remember the first thing is to curse.,Is human nature evil?

The ghost guy angrily pulled off the tie around his neck, and kept yelling at the fat wave behind him, Zhao Bo had already seen the anger in the fat wave's eyes, but the fat wave lowered his head and didn't let the ghost guy see it.

That's right, that's it, you scold as much as you want, and when Fat Bo can't bear you, it's when you're unlucky, Zhao Bo watched quietly from the side.

"Open the door for me."

After the ghost guy scolded enough of Fat Bo, he saw Zhao Bo in the prison cell, his anger rushed upward, today it was this yellow-skinned monkey, it was he who made trouble, which made the boxing match so chaotic, even if order was restored later, but the previous riot has been seen in the eyes.

The ghost guy has forgotten that it was the tornado who went up to provoke first, he, a guy full of racism, has selective memories in his brain, and in his opinion, even if the tornado killed this yellow-skinned monkey, it was the fault of the yellow-skinned monkey.

When the messenger heard the ghost guy's words, he immediately opened the door of the prison cell, and the ghost guy rushed in with a baton, and attacked Zhao Bo with a head and face, Zhao Bo just raised his arm to block the ghost guy's attack, this attack was a drizzle for Zhao Bo, when he even had an iron cloth shirt, but he let people use a stick to jerk on himself, and this pain was almost ignored by Zhao Bo.

The ghost guy scolded Zhao Bo and beat Zhao Bo at the same time, which made the other bad people, except for a very few British policemen who had racial discrimination, look at it with a smile, and the other policemen were a little unbearable, obviously it was the fault of the tornado, the ghost guy actually pulled the shelf, and he really didn't treat the Chinese as people.

"Sir, sir, you can't fight anymore, if you hurt him and get photographed by a newspaper reporter, I'm afraid it will make things very troublesome."

Fat Bo couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately came in and said to the ghost.

"Fat Bo, I'll leave this matter to you, I don't want to see him again, I hope you can make me happy."

The ghost guy rolled his eyes, and then turned back and said to Fat Bo in broken Chinese, although he really wanted Zhao Bo to die, but he didn't want to let himself have a stain, then leave it to the Chinese, and even if he was attacked by public opinion, he could have a substitute for the dead ghost.

"Alright, sir, leave it to me."

Fat Bo looked at the ghost guy's threatening eyes, and could only promise the ghost guy, and then think of another way.

The ghost guy was very satisfied and handed the baton in his hand to Fat Bo, and then left with the people, he only needed the result, to satisfy himself, and to give the tornado a relieving result.

"Boy, you're so tough, you don't say a word after so many hits."

After the ghost guy left, Fat Bo came to Zhao Bo's side and said.

"Meaningless, I've practiced the iron cloth shirt, don't talk about the ghost guy's two hits, even if he cuts me with a knife, I'm not afraid, but you, sir, casually agreed to the ghost guy's request, has the chief thought of a way out?"

Zhao Bo put down his arm, showed a clean face, and said to Fat Bo, Zhao Bo heard the conversation just now clearly, but Zhao Bo was not worried at all, because although Fat Bo was greedy, he still had a conscience, and more importantly, the ghost guy didn't treat Fat Bo as a human being, and Fat Bo also had self-esteem.

"Boy, there are still two hits, don't be afraid to take a knife, what about a gun, as for my retreat, I just need to solve you, there will be a retreat, this is easier for us."

Fat Bo saw that Zhao Bo didn't have anything to do, pulled Zhao Bo's sleeve and looked at Zhao Bo's arm, sure enough, there was no injury at all, this kung fu is really powerful, but for Zhao Bo's words, Fat Bo is very interested, he can see that Zhao Bo is not the kind of brainless gangster he has ever seen, this young man has some ability.