The ancient Egyptian holy armor was originally like an armor made of gold, and then it was covered by the light of the golden dragon scales, as if the gods descended to earth, flashing everyone's eyes and couldn't open them.

The boss of the boxing stadium looked at this fantastic scene and hesitated, he took a deep puff of his cigar, exhaled a long smoke, and asked:

"I've been running a boxing ring on Beale Street for 10 years, so why have I never heard of you? What kind of person are you, report your name, our Jinhe Group people have always been generous. ”

No one is a fool in the streets, daring to fight is the foundation, and being able to coax and endure is the real ability.

Those who thought they could make a name for themselves in the New York underworld with just two fists would have been chopped into meat sauce and rotted in the New York sewers.

"What do we do now?" Peter pulled a cloth to cover the lower half of his face, he didn't want to be recognized by the gangsters.

"The atmosphere is here, if we don't clean up these debris in front of us and completely destroy this underground boxing stadium, then we won't come for nothing!"

Ian moved his wrists, bones clicking.

"Ah, do you want to kill someone?"

Peter was taken aback, the little swelling he had just gained was shattered by the harsh reality and turned into the nerd of the school.

"Whatever you want, just follow me!"

Ian didn't dislike Peter's weakness, he grew up in a warm family carefully created by his uncle and aunt, and suddenly had to go to war with the vicious gangsters, such a reaction was normal.

The boss of the boxing stadium was furious, and his eyes turned into Kazlan's big eyes: "I don't even want to reveal my name, is the boy deliberately looking for trouble with the Jinhe Group today?" ”

"Don't talk about anything in front of me, even if he stands in front of me by himself, I'm going to kick this field today."

Ian stretched out his index finger and pointed at the owner of the ring and said, "Today I will be kind and let you do it first." If you can break my defenses or escape from me, I will let you live. ”

"Let's do it!"

"I've been in the underworld in New York for so many years, and I've never seen someone as rampant as you. Give it to me, cut off the heads of these two and hang them in the doorway. ”

The boss of the boxing ring jumped to his feet angrily, and he yelled loudly: "I want everyone else to know the fate of offending Kim and the group." ”

Dadada!!

The fighters in the ring were given the order and pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the automatic rifle was full of flames, and hundreds of bullets hit Ian in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way!"

Peter was startled when he heard the gunshot, and the undeveloped spider sense suddenly took effect, causing him to jump to the roof.

"Don't be nervous, a kinetic weapon powered by gunpowder is completely ineffective against me!"

Peter, who was dragged by Ian's arm and pressed it directly, was stunned by his eyes like brass bells.

They saw a firepower net that was enough to tear an adult to shreds in an instant, but it only clanged and only splashed a little spark, and even the defense of the golden dragon scales was not broken.

Peter hides behind Ian, shivering, and finally knows why the United States asked him to ask Ian for advice on how to use his superpowers.

"Give you a chance, you're useless!"

With a bored wave of his hand, Ian swept away the green gem from the chest of the Egyptian Armor.

"Now it's my turn!"

The power of the golden dragon scales and the Egyptian holy armor were intertwined, Ian's fist turned golden, and with a punch to the ground, energy erupted from the ground, and the ground of the lounge was torn apart in an instant.

The ground cracked, the invisible shockwave spread, and the fighters in the ring stood unsteadily, swaying left and right one by one.

Ian exerted his legs and pounced forward, and the Egyptian holy armor turned into a Chinese battle armor, and instantly transformed into a kung fu master of "hum haha".

Eighteen drops!

Ian rushed into the crowd and walked with him, and the thugs who pounced on him, just touching his clothes, were thrown out like footballs and slammed into the wall.

If you were lucky, you broke a few bones, and if you were unlucky, you broke your neck directly, and you went to the west with a whimper.

Ian didn't care about the life and death of these tricks, looking at their unhesitating shooting posture, he knew that they killed people for the gangsters, and it was not unjust to die.

The boss of the boxing stadium, who was infinitely rampant just now, fled, and after tripping over the smooth floor, he rolled and rolled regardless of his image, and shouted while rolling:

"Whoever can stop the guy chasing me behind me, I will give him 10,000, no, 100,000 dollars, pay on the spot, and never default."

The eyes of the fighters who were preparing to fight in the ring lit up, they were working hard in the ring, wasn't it just to make money, and when they heard the owner of the ring say this, they rushed out like hungry wolves.

Ian tackled the last thug with the gun, talon locked his throat and twisted it, snapping his collarbone and throwing it out like trash, thinking of hordes of fighters lunging at him.

"What the hell?"

Ian was startled by the boxer with a light in his eyes, he folded his hands, and the Huaxia Holy Armor automatically searched for a set of group attack martial arts!

Chiba Rulai!

The holy armor burst out with golden energy, and Ian's hands swung hundreds of times at great speed, as if a thousand hands had grown in an instant, and countless palm shadows were waved, as if the sky was full of flying leaves filling the surrounding space.

Those strong men who were all over 1.9 meters tall, with big shoulders and round waists, bulging muscles, and fierce faces, before they could react to what was happening, Ian's hand pressed on their chests.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering rang out one after another, and the chests of the boxers, whose hands were stained with human deaths, caved for blood, and threw them into the audience like broken sandbags.

The blood did not cause panic, and the people in the auditorium became even more fanatical, shouting loudly.

"Kill him!"

"Fight harder!"

"It's boring, I'm going to see rivers of blood and screw their heads off!"

Ian stood on the edge of the ring, listening to the roars around him, his face disgusted.

"A bunch of brainless fools, beasts dominated by the lower body!"

"Lao Tzu is not a tool for you garbage pleasures!"

Ian pulled out a new set of martial arts from the armor and took a sharp breath, his chest bulging like a balloon.

"Roar—"

Shaolin Martial Arts: Lion's Roar!

Ian raised his head to the sky and roared, and a huge wave of sound spread across the ring.

The spectators, who had been frantic about the bloody fight, were now ostriches, pouting and lying on the ground, their hands over their ears to escape the loud roar.

But to no avail, Ian tore their eardrums with a roar from his mouth, shaking their bodies and bleeding blood from their ears and eyes.

"Ian, they're all dying, shut up!"

Peter used the sound waves to remind Ian that the nearest circle of people had already fallen to the ground, bleeding and dying.

"Hmph, cheap guys!"

Ian took the lion's roar, but there was no one left in the ring.

"What now?" Peter looked at the wounded all over the floor and went numb.

"Call the police! Fighting criminals doesn't count on them, and they can't clean up the mess, and they can retire. ”

Ian's cold and decisive approach greatly shocked the fledgling student.

The underground gym wasn't huge, and there were more than a thousand people, all of whom were now stunned by Ian's roar.

"How can you do it!"

Peter pulled out a passerby's cell phone and pressed the number wildly.

"These people treated me like a lion in the Colosseum, and let me eat other people for their pleasure."

"In the face of such a group of bastards, why can't I do it!"

Ian said something that seemed very cold-blooded to ordinary people, and when he saw that Peter was still chattering with the operator, he snatched the phone directly.

"Help, someone came to smash the gold yard, and many people died. Come and help! ”

The operator, who was still grinding the process, immediately turned into an efficiency expert and quickly notified the surrounding patrol police.

"Well, next time you call the police, I'll do it! The New York Patrol is a civil servant, and their professional ethics is to take money to do things, and no matter how many people die in a tragic situation, it is better to mention a powerful person like Jin He. ”

Ian threw his phone next to Passerby A, pulled Peter, who was already numb with shock, and continued to chase the boss of the ring.

This guy slipped away when Ian was being pestered by the fighters and the audience.

But he still couldn't escape Ian's ears.

……

At the exit of the underground gym, a man in a red leotard is holding a short stick and pressing it against the neck of the ring owner.

He was surrounded by thugs, all of whom had been knocked unconscious.

(End of chapter)