Li Yi drove back to the Chaoyang Hotel in the Eastern District, which is about 300 meters away from the noble residence, and picked up Guo Jing's little beauty after a quick checkout. As for the traffic accident that happened last night, it has been dealt with by the police after a night of time. According to the surveillance camera of the road section, the responsible party was the responsibility of Manager Chen, so the police did not embarrass the truck driver.

Of course, Guo Jing was kept in her bones, and she fell asleep last night after listening to Li Yi's words.

Li Yi drove the little beauty to find a real estate agent nearby, and then rented a two-bedroom hardcover room, which was fully furnished, and you could live in it directly with your bag.

The location of the room is in the youth apartment more than 100 meters away from the noble residence, in case something happens to the little beauty, Li Yi can arrive in time.

Staying near Li Yi made the little beauty feel a lot more at ease, and she had some unspeakable secrets that she didn't want to say to Li Yi.

Li Yi did not force Guo Jing either, and he paid the rent first. But Guo Jing said that she would return the money to Li Yi no matter what, and what made Li Yi even more speechless was that she also wrote an IOU and handed it to Li Yi. Li Yi didn't really care about this money, but he couldn't compete with the little beauty, so he had to accept it.

However, Li Yi wrote 10,000 years on the repayment period of the IOU, which caused the tears of the little beauty to roll in her eyes on the spot.

At this time, it was already noon, Guo Jing planned to go back to the hospital to continue working, she didn't have time to ask for leave yesterday, so she had to transfer shifts with her colleagues in a hurry. For the little beauty who urgently needs to make money, she doesn't dare to waste a little time.

Li Yi was a good person again, and drove the little beauty to the hospital.

Shortly after the car left the youth apartment, the figure of the young man in the duckbill hat appeared on the roof of a hardware store. He slowly lowered the camouflage binoculars in his hand as he had done last night, revealing a pair of eyes full of cunning and cruelty.

But unlike before, the young man in the duckbill hat had a face as pale as paper, as if he lacked blood in his body. Moreover, there are two deep red lines that extend from under his two eyes to his chin, which makes people think that there are two lines of bloody tears.

"Tut-tut......" The young man in the duckbill hat stretched out his dark purple tongue and licked his dry lips.

Rustling......

Suddenly, in the skin of his left shoulder, a long flat meat bag protruded, and it wriggled like seaweed, from the left shoulder to the right shoulder, and then re-burrowed into the body and disappeared.

It's creepy to watch!

"Poof!" The young man couldn't help but spit out a faint mouthful of blood. It is as if it is diluted with plain water.

He wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth. "Wait, wait until my body is completely fused, and then my enemy will die." All those who stand in the way of my revenge are my enemies! ”

I have to say. The young man in the duckbill hat is very clever at concealment. Let people like Li Yi, who are born with an intuition beyond beasts, be unaware. Because he was worried about hiding the murderer, he would not change his mind to Wang Ziyi. So after Li Yi sent Guo Jing to the district hospital, he hurriedly drove back to school.

In the afternoon class, Li Yi slept in the classroom as usual. The six girls of the original Qingluan Society seem to have become much more well-behaved. They didn't dare to skip school anymore, for fear of going out and suffering retribution from the Mengqing Gang, so they all went back to the classroom to mess around.

Today everything seems to be starting to calm down, after school, going home, eating, bathing, sleeping, nothing strange is happening anymore. But what Li Yi knows is that in the unknown darkness, there are multiple dangers brewing.

The dark night in the provincial capital is still full of traffic, in a bright opera house in the West District.

At this time, the theater stage has been transformed into a full-fledged fighting arena, the outer edge of the arena is covered with thick iron, and the dazzling lights that constantly rotate stimulate the environment here, making everyone's blood boil.

The rich people sat down, chose and placed their bets, and then waited excitedly and nervously for the next boxer to take the stage. The victory or defeat between the fighters is directly related to these rich gamblers, who will either win a huge fortune or lose their huge gambling money like cutting off their flesh and blood.

An old man with bald hair on his head and vaguely silky white hair on both sides, under the careful protection of several sturdy bodyguards, slowly walked to the VIP seat and sat down. The attendant on the side hurriedly lit a duck-billed cigar for the old man, and then the old man swallowed the clouds and puffed out the fog.

"Old Man Wei." The head of the tournament respectfully walked into the VIP seat, a middle-aged man in his fifties who manages the business of this underground boxing stadium.

"Ah Wu, how many times have I said you, you can call me Uncle Wei at any time, because your long-dead father is my friend for many years and my brother for life!" Old Man Wei held a smoking cigar in his hand and pointed at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Hehe, Uncle Wei, the pre-game preparations are complete." Ah Wu was still respectful.

"Okay, let's call the players to the stage in turn." Old Man Wei nodded with satisfaction.

Under Ah Wu's explanation, after more than a minute, a tall black male contestant with swollen muscles all over his body, dancing to the sound of cool music, rhythmically walked up to the stage, waved his fists as he walked, and then got into the huge iron cage under the eyes of the audience.

"Black Tiger !!"

The audience immediately cheered!

Ah Wu stared at the first black player in the iron cage, and explained to the old man Wei on the side with bright eyes: "Qiao Hansen, nicknamed the Black Tiger, is twenty-seven years old, 191 cm, 122 kilograms, and has a record of 80 wins in 80 fights, including 45 kills against opponents. ”

The cheers from the audience continued to fluctuate, because everyone in the audience had mostly seen Johansen's performance, and most of them had placed their bets on him.

"Ah Wu, everyone seems to be looking forward to Johansen." Old Man Wei said with a smile.

"Of course, because this is underground black money, and Johansen is a very powerful black boxing champion!" Ah Wu said with a curl of the corners of his mouth.

"Black market boxing requires players to master pure killing skills, and a fighter who relies solely on jishu to win without killer skills will not survive. Those boxing champions, Muay Thai champions, and fighting champions in regular competitions who are restricted by the rules can be killed in just a few minutes with us.

Without the threat of death, you are impossible to master the full jishu. You have to train like crazy and turn yourself into a killing machine. There is only one consequence of any lack of training and negligence in competition, and that is death. ”

Speaking of this, Ah Wu changed his serious expression and said to Old Man Wei: "In this competition, ninety percent of the guests in the audience beat Qiao Hansen to win, and this kind of thinking is taken for granted by them. For them, Johansen's other opponent is a newcomer. Hmph, what a stupid idea. (To be continued......)