City Marshal

Yun Tian looked at the fallen coach not far away, and signaled the South Korean boxing club to bring the money.

Next, he still stood tall like a mountain: "Who else wants to fight?"

"One plus [-], anyway, you have a lot of money!"

This time, no one talked nonsense to Yuntian. The South Korean coaches now clearly know that Yuntian is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so everyone completely violated the rules of fairness that they usually teach their students. The high-spirited clouds shot past.

They have only one goal now, and that is to bring down Yuntian.

Otherwise, after today, the reputation of the boxing club will be severely damaged. Although everyone surrounds one person, it will lose face if it spreads out, but compared to the consequences of being smashed, it is wiser to choose the former, because winning Yuntian is a kind of Victory, no matter how shameless it is, is victory.

Although the number of coaches in South Korea is small, they are usually well-trained and cooperate with each other tacitly. Therefore, their attack on Yuntian is as powerful as thousands of troops. The aura of looking down on the world completely broke out.

His momentum alone is not inferior to the murderous South Korean coach.

The members of the various forces who were watching around looked at Yuntian almost in a daze, their hands were clenched tightly with excitement, the expressions on their faces were full of blood, and there were endless admiration, they never expected , Today's battle will be so thrilling.

And those boxing club students had ugly faces.

In their subconscious mind, these coaches are the strongest, most handsome and domineering people, but unexpectedly they were defeated consecutively by an unknown person, and even led to the siege of the entire team coaches. He hates Yuntian who broke the myth.

The collapse of the spiritual pillar is far more painful than physical torture.

At this time, Yun Tian was punching and kicking the opponent who came up to besiege. The latter hit the rock like a stream of iron, making a sky-shattering bang, roaring, killing, and screaming. Just like lightning bolts, blood splatters, people leaning up, falling to the ground,,,,, the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

The South Korean coach came at an extremely fast speed and powerful force, but what was even more frightening was the split-wave but seamless connection that formed a rolling ring, like a huge millstone, surrounding the sky. Turning wildly around his body, he also wanted to knock down Yun Tian when he fell to the ground.

Facing the opponent's crazy attack, Yuntian shot out his handprints like lightning, like a thunderbolt. Under the phantom flash of each palm, a South Korean coach must fall and fly out. He defeated the enemy with his palm, without the slightest expression of emotion on his face.

In a car in the distance, Chu Tian was drinking pure water.

Through the camera arranged by Feng Wuqing, Chu Tian had a clear view of the situation on the scene, and he was not too surprised by Yun Tian's strength. If even these South Koreans can't handle it, it can only be said that this successor of Tantric Buddhism is too bad , but he was a little surprised by the South Korean boxer: "Ruthless, have you noticed that these people's attacks are not random?"

"Look at the cooperation between them, it seems to be a formation."

Feng Wuqing took a closer look, nodded and replied: "It is indeed a kind of formation, similar to a seven-star formation, it makes up for everyone's shortcomings, and at the same time expands their respective strengths. It must be called superb, but they Bad luck, I met Yun Tian who was born in the Tantric sect."

Although the formation is weird, Yuntian is equally mysterious.

His elusive tantric handprints can always use phantoms to attract the opponent's attacks, allowing them to hit the air again and again, and then Yuntian smashes into the opponent's gap like a broken bamboo, which makes the South Korean fighters at a loss. Blows and kills into the air were in vain.

In about 5 minutes, all nine South Korean boxers fell to the ground.

In the astonishment of everyone's eyes, Yuntian cast a playful look at the defeated general on the ground, full of sarcasm and ridicule, just like the ridiculousness of a lion discovering that he was besieged by a group of sheep. There was a chill in the depths.

"Give the money!"

He looked at Liu Zhexiu, who was sitting up, and said in a refined manner: "Eleven people, an average of one hundred thousand dollars. Your boxing club should pay me 110 million!"

Then he said to the members of various forces: "I will only take one hundred thousand, and the remaining million will be given to these brothers."

"It's hard work for them to help out!"

These words revealed that the representatives of those powers were ecstatic. Not only are they elated today, but they also strengthened the aspirations of the Chinese people, and there is such a large sum of money to be collected. Xiang Liu Zhexiu's gaze was as sharp as a knife.

The implication is self-evident: give the money quickly.

Liu Zhexiu's face turned pale again. He secretly called Yuntian's move powerful. The latter promised to distribute the money to all parties, which also made them have expectations. Although it is not much, each person can still share tens of thousands. If If the South Korean boxing club refuses to accept this account, the consequences will be quite serious.

At that time, all forces will use this as an excuse to unite against the boxing club.

Yuntian's right timing to attract various forces is undoubtedly to provide them with an excuse to attack. Liu Zhexiu feels that this kid is too shrewd, but it is useless to say anything now, he has already lost his face, and if he doesn't know how to give money, he may be killed. He lost his life, so he waved his hand: "Come here, give them... money!"

When he said the last word, he couldn't stop spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Several staff hurriedly ran over to support him, and at the same time asked people to give money to Yuntian and the others.

A battle came and went quickly, but today was far more exciting than before, and it also made many forces talk about it, because it was Yuntian who defeated the entire team of South Korean coaches by himself, although no other masters appeared, But this battle is enough to establish Yuntian's prestige.

At the same time, because the boxing club lost today, the forces of all parties are ready to move again. In addition to feeling that they are nothing more than that, more importantly, this boxing club is really rich like his grandma, and any coach on duty can mobilize millions of dollars. Dollars, if this boxing club is swallowed up...it will be a bonanza.

Thinking of money, everyone's eyes light up, and murderous intent blooms.

Those students were ashamed and in pain, it seemed that the million dollars was not from the South Korean boxing club, but from their pockets. While scanning the sky angrily, they looked at the coach sadly. The collapse of their spiritual support made them The enthusiasm for learning boxing dissipated.

Some people even decided not to come here tomorrow.

Seeing this scene, Chu Tian in the distance raised his head and asked Feng Wuqing: "It's really strange. Why didn't you see Jin Zhongyong and the others after such a big incident? I still want to wait for a few big fish to appear, but I didn't expect that the South Korean boxing club would come out." I gave you the money, aren't the Jins and their sons in the boxing gym today?"

"It's not a good show, and I can't give Brother Xu and the others an excuse."

Feng Wuqing picked up the phone to inquire, and soon got a reply: "Young Marshal, Jin Zhongyong and other five high-level executives went out to work in the morning and have not returned. This team of South Koreans is the coach on duty today. When the president is not in the gym, The captain on duty is the biggest person in charge of the boxing club!"

"So he can easily mobilize funds, not to mention that this is in full view."

Chu Tian suddenly realized and nodded: "So that's how it is!"

"By the way, did the Xingyue group colleagues tell where Jin Zhongyong went?"

Feng Wuqing obviously understood the situation long ago, so he replied without hesitation: "I heard that an old man will come from South Korea today, so the Jin family and his son went to greet him in person. Jin Qiuyun's enlightenment master."

Master Yijian?Jin Qiuyun's master?Chu Tian's tapping fingers stopped suddenly, and then he snorted coldly: "Could it be that that night Jin Zhongyong felt that I was too strong and not easy to deal with, so he found another master? Huan Yijian Master, if he dares to deal with me, I don't mind if he also dares to deal with me." Cut it off, let him stay with Uncle Seven underground!"

Feng Wuqing smiled bitterly, and persuaded him kindly: "Young commander, how can it be so easy to deal with someone who can be invited by Jin's father?"

Chu Tian waved his finger and avoided answering: "Go back to Shen's garden!"