My cold CEO wife

Chapter 110 How dare you control my life and death?

"I learned boxing at the age of three, became the city boxing champion at the age of ten, and became the national boxing champion at the age of 15."

"In the process of practicing boxing, I realized a set of ancient boxing. This set of ancient boxing is powerful. When it exerts force, the arms of the boxing will turn into the color of bronze."

"With this set of ancient boxing, I became the king of the boxing world and was dubbed the ancient boxing champion. After that, no less than a hundred people punched me, but everyone's fists were smashed by me."

"And you will be next."

Qin Chen moved his right fist and walked towards Nie Long unhurriedly.

Hearing him recount his glorious achievements, Zhao Kun and others' eyes glowed with enthusiasm.

With such a record, it would be absolutely easy to beat Nie Long tonight.

Zheng Hao, on the other hand, seemed a little less confident. He obviously distanced himself from Nie Long because he was afraid that Qin Chen would blast Nie Long with a punch later and splash his brains all over his body.

"die!"

When Qin Chen walked up to Nie Long, his aura reached its peak. His arm turned into bronze and he punched Nie Long.

"It's so powerful. This punch can definitely blast Nie Long's head."

"The ancient boxing champion is invincible."

"Fuck him!"

……

Zhao Kun and others cheered.

Even Wu Lan's worried heart fell back into his stomach.

This is a punch that gathers Qin Chen's energy and energy, and it will definitely kill Nie Long.

"You have been practicing boxing since you were three years old, and now you have developed boxing strength like this. Your talent is really not very good."

Nie Long smiled sadly and said wildly: "I became a mercenary at the age of 720 and have killed a total of [-] three people. Whenever I take action, not a single one of my men will survive. Even you Chinese mountain people will be killed by me." Killed several."

"You are trying to compete with me with your incomplete ancient boxing skills. It is simply ridiculous. Let me see what you are going to use to fight me."

Nie Long bent his five fingers into a fist and blasted the same fist towards Qin Chen. His fist was so fast that it made an explosion sound when it rubbed against the air.

"I can suppress you with only [-]% of my strength."

boom!
Nie Long's fist and Qin Chen's fist collided.

Then, a terrifying scene appeared.

Qin Chen was knocked back by Nie Long's punch and took three steps back before he could stabilize his body.

The faces of the big guys cheering for Qin Chen in the distance suddenly changed, and their voices suddenly stopped.

Everyone's hearts were raised.

The ancient boxing champion Qin Chen cannot stop Nie Long, and they will most likely die here tonight.

"Ahhh!"

Qin Chen was repulsed and roared unwillingly. The copper color on his right arm became thicker.

He shouted violently and punched Nie Long violently. There seemed to be fire surging above his fist.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Kun and others regained their confidence and cheered for Qin Chen.

"You really overestimate your capabilities. In that case, I will use [-]% of my strength now, which is enough to bombard your hand until it deforms."

Seeing Qin Chen attacking again, Nie Long's face remained unchanged, he clenched his fingers into a fist again, and punched Qin Chen again.

boom!
The fists of the two hit together again.

The scene froze, and everyone's eyes were fixed.

Then, everyone discovered that the muscles on Qin Chen's right arm were twisting irregularly, as if wet clothes had been squeezed out of water.

Pfft!

Then, the muscles on his right arm exploded, and drops of blood sprayed out and splashed into the air, as if the air was dyed into a blood-colored canvas.

Qin Chen roared in pain.

Zhao Kun and others felt as if their throats were being squeezed by an invisible hand, making it difficult to breathe. They seemed to feel Qin Chen's pain.

Qin Chen was defeated, so completely.

Next, they are the ones who will die.

"In front of me, you can't see enough. If you receive my third punch, you will gain [-]% of your strength."

After two consecutive punches, Nie Long's inner bloodthirst was ignited, and he took the initiative to throw a third punch.

With [-]% strength, he defeated the ancient boxing champion.

Sixty percent of the strength, destroying the right arm of the ancient boxing champion.

With [-]% strength, can the ancient boxing champion stop him?

Nie Long's fist brought roaring wind in the air and went straight towards Qin Chen.

"Can't take it."

Facing Nie Long's violent punch, Qin Chen kept backing away.

Nie Long moved forward, accelerated instantly, and struck Qin Chen's chest with his fist mercilessly. Then he stopped and stood proudly on the spot.

"You are weak in front of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Chen's knees suddenly softened and he knelt on the ground.

boom!
Then, a fist seal hole suddenly exploded on Qin Chen's back.

"Good... so strong!"

Qin Chen struggled to say two words, his eyes slowly closed, his head hung silently, and his body fell to the ground like mud.

The night wind blew by, and the fallen leaves hit Qin Chen's body and swayed away.

There was a deathly silence all around.

The powerful ancient boxing champion of a generation was killed on the spot by three punches, and he was killed in such a way that he had no ability to fight back.

Zhao Kun felt his throat was dry and swallowed hard.

Qi Jie felt that his back was soaked, and sweat was dripping down in large drops.

The other members of Wu Lan's gang looked at Nie Long with horror in their eyes.

"Is Nie Long so strong?" Wu Lan muttered to himself.

She originally thought that the ancient boxing champion could stop Nie Long, but now she realized that the two were not on the same level at all. Nie Long was much more powerful than Qin Chen.

"Hahahaha!"

Compared to Wu Lanfang's depression, Zheng Hao laughed out loud and shouted: "Uncle Nie, you are really invincible."

After laughing, his eyes fell on Wu Lan and hehe said:
"Wu Lan, just now my uncle asked you to come over and kneel down to beg for mercy. If you don't want to come, then don't blame me for being rude now. When my uncle gets tired of playing with you, I will take you to my father's grave." In front of me, I asked eighteen big men to surround you, leaving you hopeless and helpless in front of my father’s grave.”

When Zheng Hao was talking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Lu Chen who was not far away, and he was immediately happy.

"Lu Chen, it turns out that you, a prodigal son, are here too. That's just right, and you won't have to go to trouble with you. You should roll over immediately, kneel in front of you, and kowtow to me, otherwise, I will let my uncle These mercenaries have taken care of you, and I can tell you that they are quite interested in men."

"You want me to kneel down and apologize?"

Lu Chen was still angry with Wu Lan and was not ready to take action.

But now Zheng Hao dares to say such things to him. If he doesn't take action, he will no longer be a man.

While talking, Lu Chen walked towards Zheng Hao unhurriedly.

"You have a reputation for self-awareness. If you kneel down today to make me happy, I may not be able to be generous and give you a way to survive."

Zheng Hao thought Lu Chen was scared and laughed loudly.

As for giving Lu Chen a way to survive?
When he tortured Lu Chen enough, he would directly kill Lu Chen.

Survive?

He still understands the principle of cutting the weeds without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze blows deeper.

"You alone dare to control my life and death?"

Lu Chen sneered and slapped Zheng Hao.

Snapped!
Zheng Hao was thrown away and staggered back a few steps, almost unsteady on his feet.

Lu Chen had no intention of letting Zheng Hao go. He quickly approached and slapped Zheng Hao again with his backhand. Zheng Hao was thrown back a few steps.

(End of this chapter)