Young lady, she is poor and stingy

Chapter 67 The Rules of Underground Fist (3)

A yellow sports car is driving fast on the road.

When the red light stopped, the people in the next lane turned their heads to look at the chartered car. The driver was a young and beautiful girl, and the person sitting on the other side was very strange, wearing a round, huge black helmet.

"Hi, beauty!" The four young men in the car next door whistled at He Xiaoran.

He Xiaoran didn't turn his head back, and gave the opponent a middle finger. Before the opponent could react, he kicked the accelerator and rushed out, and the car was invisible in the blink of an eye.

At ten o'clock in the evening, inside and outside the internet celebrity gym, the network is still full of people everywhere.

The huge roar of the yellow Maserati attracted the attention of young people, and they all raised their cameras to take pictures.

He Xiaoran drove into the parking lot.

Holding the big helmet in his hand, He Miao trembled in fear of the noisy atmosphere around him.

He Xiaoran opened the trunk, reached out and took out a three-section stick, and threw it out.

He Miao caught it in a trembling body, and the little girl held two sticks and swung them back and forth, when He Xiaoran closed the trunk and came over, He Miao asked coyly: "Sister, can I make a disguise? "

Isn't she recognized right away with her current appearance?
She has to make a disguise so that no one can recognize her.

He Xiaoran glanced at her, "What kind of disguise are you going to do?"

What camouflage can you do with a big helmet that big?
Then, she saw He Miao suddenly took out a black plastic bag and slapped it hard on the big helmet.

"People on TV have to wear something when they do bad things. There are silk stockings, paper bags, and plastic bags." He Miao said, turning around where she had dug two holes at some point, to He Miao Xiao Ran said, "I've pretended."

He Xiaoran took a deep breath, okay, as long as she is happy.

Underground boxing has women's exhibition games at night, and there are several types of exhibition games, one is boxing performances, and the other is women's fighting performances.

Exhibition competitions are things that are specially performed for male customers.

At the beginning, it was two serious female boxers punching, and when one of them was in a hurry, it stopped from the boxer's point of view and became a fight between two ordinary women.

It is best to tear off some fabric or something during the tearing process, revealing something, which will make those boring men cheer happily.

Of course, the final result still has to be decided. Otherwise, what about the bets of the spectators?
The last exhibition match ended, and ended amidst a bunch of dickboys with all kinds of ambiguous laughter.

They left one after another, and in the flow of people walking towards the exit of the regular gym, someone came face to face.

Walking in front was a girl who looked very young, wearing a black hooded sweater, the hat covered her head, and a black mask covered most of her face, only her eyes were shining brightly.

Behind the girl was a big helmet with a three-section cudgel hanging around her neck, timidly walking against the wall, looking like it was about to wear out.

The big helmet is wearing a yellow jumpsuit, which looks like Bruce Lee's classic yellow jumpsuit.Because of his thin body, the big helmet was worn on his head like a lollipop.

What a big one, especially eye-catching.

The last few guests left from the passage, and He Xiaoran stretched out his hand to close the door of the passage.

In the office, Guan Xingyi crossed his legs and looked at his hands with admiration. Back then, he was selected into the provincial team by virtue of the strength of these two hands.

It's a pity that the people in the provincial team didn't know what to do, and even said that he had brute force and could not use the strength and parts of his body flexibly.

He was unconvinced at the time, but after getting in touch with underground fists, he realized that it was true. Brute force is not enough, the body must be flexible enough, the speed of movement, and the sensitivity of reaction must be fast enough.

Sometimes Guan Xingyi felt anxious when he saw those mediocre people in the arena who were able to win in the end, and wished he could play in person.

There are not many boxers in the boxing ring that he can look up to.Among the fighters who come to the boxing ring, there are not many outstanding male fighters, but female fighters...

Guan Xingyi sneered, He Xiaoran?
Do you think it's hidden deep?He wanted to find someone, but was there anyone he couldn't find?

The amount of [-] million is too big for him to fill.He must earn this money back from He Xiaoran.

At first, it was all because of Zhao Qi, a speech made him think that He Xiaoran would deliberately lose the match in order to get revenge on the boxing ring.

If He Xiaoran really loses, Guan Xingyi will definitely let her pay three times the amount in the agreement. In addition, he has secretly bet on the money, so that He Xiaoran can have no choice but to fight in the boxing ring , the boxing arena earned more than [-] million in vain...

Just thinking about it, Guan Xingyi was very complacent at that time.Retaliation is not afraid, as long as the boxing ring makes money.

As a result, He Xiaoran defeated Devil Tong in the final match.

This caught Guan Xingyi by surprise.

Who would have known that Guan Xingyi thought he was playing tricks with a yellow-haired girl, but in the end he was played around by He Xiaoran.

If you dare to play him, you have to pay the price.

Guan Xingyi twirled his fingers and squeezed the weak man's hand in the palm of his hand. The feeling of controlling the power was really good.

With such a small and slender arm, he could crush the opponent's bones with a little force, and the scream of the little girl made Guan Xingyi feel that even after so many years, his strength was still there.

That girl's wrist is probably useless.

Hmph, this is a warning to He Xiaoran, next time, instead of crushing the bones, he will chop them off!
There was a loud noise outside, Guan Xingyi raised his head and glanced at the door, the moment of tranquility was destroyed.

Guan Xingyi was a little annoyed: "What's the news? This time is the time for the accounting office to check out, why is it so noisy?"

He yelled towards the door: "What's wrong with You Te Ma?"

There were a few people in the security guard who were at odds and quarreled at every turn. If it wasn't for the fact that they didn't want to bother retraining new recruits, some of them would have been kicked out.

There was no answer from outside, but the ping-pong movement did not stop.

Guan Xingyi stretched out his hand to open the door, and unexpectedly found that there was no one outside, and the movement seemed to be coming from the ring.

Guan Xingyi was very impatient, a bunch of trash, they didn't have business to do, they quarreled and fought every day, and each of them became better than the other.

He walked towards the ring area, and just turned a corner, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and a person's body flew towards him, Guan Xingyi hurriedly caught the flying figure, "What's going on?"

"Boss, boss, two lunatics are here!" As soon as his feet touched the ground, the boy rolled and crawled away.

Guan Xingyi was at a loss, two lunatics?

He looked towards the ring, and saw a man wearing a big helmet with a black plastic bag on it. He was playing with a three-section cudgel in his hand, and every move hit the boxing ring. On those boys.

At the same time, a black figure suddenly turned over from the high ring and jumped down. The moment he landed, he grabbed his right hand, using his hand as a knife, and pushed it lightly, only to hear a slight rubbing sound from the bones of his wrist, Guan Xingyi's right hand hangs down instantly.

The big helmet turned over and jumped down from the ring, with exactly the same posture as the man in black, and landed firmly behind the opponent, holding a three-section stick in his hand, facing his back, confronting the other boxing ring security guards who were still standing.

The plastic bag on the big helmet wobbled, fluttered, and fell off. The big helmet panicked instantly: "Oh, what should I do? I've been seen!"

(End of this chapter)