One person's royal painting

Chapter 87 Hands on!

As night fell again, Wang Bing and Shen Chong had quietly approached the boxing ring.

"Can you do it?"

Wang Bing glanced at Shen Chong behind him and asked: "Something is wrong today, Li Jing and the others were not let in..."

Shen Chong on the side looked extremely relaxed. He held the mobile phone and slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't worry, I've already made arrangements..."

As soon as Shen Chong finished speaking, there was a commotion at the gate of the boxing ring!
boom!
Chatting and others who were stopped outside suddenly lost control of their spirits and tried to rush into the gate of the boxing ring.

It turned out that because Na Rubao was in charge of the work today, he had already ordered these people to be expelled from the boxing ring, so the conflict broke out just like that.

Watching the commotion below is getting bigger and bigger.

Wang Bing glanced at Shen Chong who was standing aside, "Wait a minute, take Xiang Ding to deal with Zhao Yingquan's other action team, don't get caught, or I won't be able to save you!"

"Understood!" Shen Chong waved his hand and jumped off the roof.

Seeing Shen Chong who was gradually walking towards the crowd, Wang Bing's body suddenly began to shake.

After a while, his body began to slowly turn into a puddle of ink, and finally disappeared on the roof.

On the other side, Wang Bing himself has entered the boxing ring at this moment, and he is aware of the commotion outside, and the surrounding forces in this room have also begun to rush outside.

There is no way, because of the blessing of Shen Chong's vitality, Li Jing and others are now extremely powerful in combat, and this group of people has lost their minds, and there is already chaos outside the boxing ring.

Zhao Yingquan, who was stationed in the boxing ring, also frowned slightly. He didn't expect that he would dare to come to his ring to make trouble.

When he was about to go out to have a look, a younger brother directly stopped Zhao Yingquan, "Boss Zhao, Master Bao has ordered you not to go out!"

"Go away! What time is this!"

Zhao Yingquan glared at the younger brother with red eyes. What made him angry was not that Rubao put him under house arrest, but that he had told his subordinates for so many years to turn against him, so he started to turn against Rubao!

"Boss Zhao, this is Master Bao..."

It's a pity that this little brother hadn't finished speaking, his expression froze instantly, his eyes were wide open, and he looked down in disbelief.

I saw a big black gun piercing his body at some point!

!!!

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yingquan retreated quickly, leaned down, and entered a fighting state.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Blood began to flow from the corner of the little brother's mouth, but before he could say anything, the big black gun was pulled out from behind him.

thump!
That little brother was like a deflated ball, he fell to the ground lifeless!

Along with the younger brother's fall, a figure gradually appeared in front of Zhao Yingquan.

"At first, I wanted to solve your trouble directly... Unfortunately, I underestimated your status, Zhao Yingquan!"

Wang Bing's body slowly came out from the shadows, looked at Zhao Yingquan and said, "I am really amazed by your boxing arena. Now I understand why Su Guge recruited you as their subordinate!"

"You are……"

A glint of haze flashed in Zhao Yingquan's eyes, and the qi energy in his body instantly began to circulate, a light red qi flame, and he walked towards the cabinet while staring at Wang Bing.

Because on the cabinet shelf, there is a tiger head simple knife about 1.5 meters.

bass!
Zhao Yingquan slowly took Pu Dao down, looked at Wang Bing with a flash of killing intent in his eyes, "You are the guy with the pseudonym 'Zhong Ming'!"

"correct!"

"Who the hell are you?" Zhao Yingquan's tone was cold, the qi flames around him were constantly boiling, and it could be seen that this guy was enduring now.

"Quan Xing Bai Ze!"

Now that he has promised to take the matter down, Wang Bing naturally revealed his pseudonym.

"Full sex..."

Zhao Yingquan's figure rippled away like a wave in an instant, and appeared behind Wang Bing in the next instant. A cold blue light shone on the tiger-headed broadsword, and a red light streaked across the air, slashing towards Wang Bing!

"So fast."

Wang didn't expect that the speed of Zhao Yingquan in front of him was so fast, so fast that people couldn't react at all. Although Wang had already made some moves, he was still a step behind.

The sharp red light of the red sword fell down suddenly, and slashed at Wang Bing's body.

……

On the other side, in the tunnel of the underground boxing arena.

The team leader, Lao Song, was rushing towards the door with a few strangers. Just as they passed a corner, suddenly a bright light flickered in the shadows!
Lao Song shuddered instantly, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He quickly reached out to stop the four people behind him, and the whole group retreated in unison.

Whoosh!
A golden streamer flashed across, passed in front of them at an extremely fast speed, and hit the wall on their left side fiercely!
boom!
This golden streamer forcibly made a gap in the wall, and the broken stones brought up a puff of smoke, and the cracks on the wall spread like spider webs towards the surroundings.

"Who!"

With a gloomy face, Lao Song looked at the forked road on the right, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean left from his forehead.

despair!despair!despair!
There was a sound of footsteps coming from the tunnel on the right. Without a single step, it was as if a fist hit everyone's heart, making them breathless.

What a strong momentum!
Don't look at all the strangers present, but the strangers are also divided into strengths and weaknesses. The guy who made the footsteps in front of him is a first-class strong man.

How can this group of aliens not panic...

despair!
In the shadow of the tunnel, first a pair of black boots appeared, then a pair of navy blue trousers, and finally a green overcoat.

When the figure came out completely, everyone could see clearly who the guy who hit that blow just now was.

This man is actually a sloppy uncle...

That's right!Hei Guan'er has been waiting for them here for a long time. At that time in the coffee shop, Wang Bing told Hei Guan'er to stop these people and not let them hinder other people's actions.

"you……"

Clarinet said lightly, "Forget it, let's do it, I'm not very good at it..."

"Who are you? We should have nothing to do with each other..."

Sweat dripped from Lao Song's face one drop after another. The man said it simply, but his aura made them feel a little Alexander.

Whoosh!
Hei Guan'er's figure flashed in an instant, and before several people could react, he appeared on Lao Song's right side in an instant, and punched a man.

This sudden punch caught the man a little off guard. Although he had tried his best to block it, it was a pity that he was a step too late. He could only watch helplessly as Clarinet's fist, which was the size of a sandbag, hit his face. superior.

boom!
Accompanied by a crisp sound, the man's face sank immediately, and under the huge force of the clarinet, the man instantly flew backwards down the tunnel like a cannonball.

(Please come to follow up, big guys, don’t raise books, you will really raise them to death... Finally, I ask for a reward, a monthly ticket, and a recommendation ticket! Thank you for writing!)

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