Ex-husband Get Out: Mistakenly messing with a fop

Before the little brother's words were finished, Quan Shaobai's people rushed through the door. The mantis goat immediately stood alert to Huang Liang and watched Quan Shaobai and his two men.

Huang Liang straightened his suit, stood up from the sofa and said with a smile, "Quan Shaobai, you're in such a hurry to send me money?"

Quan Shaobai glanced at Huang Liang in disgust, went to the sofa opposite him and sat down. He waved. The man wearing a black T-shirt behind him put the suitcase on the tea table and opened it. There were neatly stacked stacks of banknotes, about two million dollars.

"Let's start!" he didn't even want to talk to people like Huang Liang.

The boxer Quan Shaobai brought today was Arik, a White Russian, tall, powerful and muscular. When he stood on the stage, he immediately compared Tang yuan, who was not short, with his momentum.

The crowd around the casino began to get restless and nervous, even breathing.

"Do you think that Tangmen can really win?" the black faced man asked the thin man around him suspiciously. The difference between their height and weight is too great. At the moment, he looked very worried. Just now he pressed all his possessions. Now he regretted his impulse!

"There must be no problem. Believe in Chinese Kung Fu!" the thin man's tone was not as positive as before. He didn't know whether to cheer up the black faced man or comfort himself!

"Hum! In the boxing field, strength is important, not faith! See the reality, boy!" a man in his 50s retorted. When he heard his tone, he was a Russian Arik, who was not optimistic about Tang Yuan at all.

The black faced man looked at the man in his 50s and the thin man, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Wang Shaopeng should be said to be the most nervous person. Since ARIC appeared, he began to fidgety. He even persuaded Tang yuan to quit the game several times, but Tang Yuan refused. He hasn't played yet. His heart has been raised to his throat and fidgeted.

The referee whistled and the game began.

The atmosphere in the stands has been extremely tense.

In the secret room of the boxing ring, Huang Liang stabbed his legs on the tea table and watched you come and go in the electronic monitoring screen. The two people fighting together swallowed the clouds and puffed the fog. They looked like they were ready and didn't worry at all.

Quan Shaobai leaned against the sofa and stared at the electronic monitoring screen. He looked at Tang Yuan's flexible turning of Arik. He was a little dizzy, his steps were messy, his hands became more and more dull, and his face turned black.

Arik is a Russian underground black boxer he hired with a lot of money. His power is still very strong, but he is obviously at a disadvantage compared with his opponents today.

Quan Shaobai's two men could not help frowning when they saw the situation in the electronic monitoring screen. Losing money is small and face is big!

But Huang Liang's goats saw this situation and said cheap to add fire and pour oil. The Ming Dynasty ironically said that the angry power Shaobai's two men almost couldn't help being rough.

This is the longest black fist that Tang Yuan has played in six days. The physical ability of the other party has responded, and the sensitivity is unmatched by several people in front. Tang yuan can only use his sensitive advantage to deal with him and slowly consume his physical strength. Because the foreigner's fist is too hard, he was accidentally swept into the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his eyes immediately swelled.

These days, he secretly came out to fight black boxing with Tang poetry on his back. Even if he was injured, he avoided being hurt in the part that could not be covered by conspicuous clothes. Today, he was beaten and swollen in the corner of his eye. He has begun to worry. What if Tang Poetry found him when he went back in the evening!

ARIC was an experienced boxer. He immediately found Tang Yuan's weakness and began to attack Tang Yuan's face with his fist.

At the beginning, ARIC saw that Tang yuan on the stage did underestimate the enemy. However, after several rounds, he had straightened his mind and played his normal level. Therefore, the situation in the challenge arena had new changes, which could be described as ups and downs and heartstrings.

The two people in the challenge arena fought hard, and the people under the challenge arena competed with each other. The atmosphere in the secret room became more tense. The goat looked at Tang yuan, who had been dodging, and scolded angrily, "shit, what's the matter with this boy today? Do you want to deliberately drain water?"

"Hum! Why make excuses if you are not as skilled as a person!" the men around Quan Shaobai showed their satisfaction and just put down their tight heart.

"The one who laughs last is the big winner!" the mantis, who has never spoken much, floated out a sentence.

Goat and Quan Shaobai's men shut up and continued to focus on the electronic monitoring screen, watching the two people in the challenge arena closely.

Quan Shaobai touched his chin with one hand and continued to be silent. Huang Liang gave a compliment to the mantis, then turned his head and continued to look at the two people on the electronic monitoring screen.

Tang Yuan avoided more and more hard, and the people in the stands began to get restless. Many people shouted hoarse, others shouted abuse, and many people started to fight because the boxers were different, but they were soon pulled away by the people who maintained order in the boxing field.

Just when everyone felt that the outcome was divided and the situation was settled, Tang Yuan suddenly came out of the cage like a tiger and kicked Arik's leg. The foot was fast and cruel. Arik couldn't control it. It was like Tang Yuan falling in the direction. However, after all, he had been in the battlefield for a long time. He immediately reacted, raised his fist and was ready to beat Tang yuan, and then suppressed it.

But he misjudged the flexibility of Tang Yuan's figure, or he was confused by Tang Yuangang's weakness. He thought Tang Yuan was as exhausted as him. Who knows, when he quickly turned aside, Arik threw himself into the air and fell to the ground. How could Tang Yuan's Jedi counterattack give Arik a chance to breathe? He threw himself on Arik, Hold ARIC down until the referee shouted for ten seconds and announced Tang Yuan's victory. Tang Yuan didn't stand up.

Wang Shaopeng jumped onto the challenge arena, hugged Tang Yuan tightly and said excitedly, "thank God, you're all right at last. You scared me to death!"

Tang Yuan pushed him away, pointed to the redness and swelling in the corner of his eye and said, "your eye sees that I'm fine? I'm fine!"

Wang Shaopeng swallowed his saliva and pulled Tang Yuan away quickly. He had to find ice to eliminate the redness and swelling in the corners of Tang Yuan's eyes, or he would be dead if Tang poetry found it.

The boxing field was boiling. The previous black faced man grabbed the thin man's hand and said excitedly, "brother, you are really God!"

The thin man farted and said modestly, "it's the God of Chinese Kung Fu!"

The joy of winning money made them forget themselves.

Instead, the man in his 50s who seemed to be very experienced said bitterly: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect!"