Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 194 Makes up for Qing Chen’s shortcomings

   "Huang Zixian was beaten and cried because your knight is really angry, right?" Li Shutong asked.

   "Hmm," Qing Chen nodded.

  Uncle Li sighed with emotion: "Then you are a bit irritating."

  Qingchen said: "Fortunately, you reminded me before I started the fight, and I realized that I still have this advantage. Master, I want to know what the effects of other knights’ innocence have? Is there anything like me."

  Li Shutong said: "The knight's innocence is varied, but it is really not repeated. Your uncle's is vomiting, your master's is tactile, and your second master... is to make people feel like him."

   "Wait!" Qing Chen looked at Master in shock and inexplicably: "Why the Second Master's knight is so domineering?"

"I don't know this," Li Shutong sighed: "In the actual combat, his knight's anger is pretty good, and it can make the morale lower. He is fighting with him, and suddenly he can't get off. Got it."

   "In this way, Master, your true energy is already relatively serious," Qing Chen said with emotion.

"Of course not everyone's Chivalry Chi is good for fighting," Li Shutong said: "There is an illusion of excitement with the Chivalry of a predecessor, so when Chivalry was poured into the enemy for the first time, the predecessor. The beatings were particularly cruel."

   Qingchen was dumbfounded.

  However, Li Shutong said at this time: "In the Knights Organization, there has never been a person whose true anger has repeated the effects of others, except for yours."

  Qing Chen wondered: "Me? Have the knights' organization ever appeared in a spirit that can make people cry?"

   "Yes," Li Shutong nodded.

   "Which other senior is like this?"

"The founder of the Knights Organization is the one who carved the four words "Forever Youth" on the cliffs of the green mountains," Li Shutong stood up after speaking, "rest early. Master will go out to do something. You may watch it all the time of the next day. I’m gone. I’ll take you back to Prison 18 on Sunday morning the next day."

   "Well," Qing Chen asked, "Master, can I go to the boxing gym alone?"

   "Of course it can, and there is also the place you should go most now," Li Shutong said: "When you don't need the Cavaliers to beat the Tigerweight opponent, you can consider the next life and death."

  ……

  ……

  Countdown to 40:00:00.

  At eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door.

   Qingchen got up from the bed in a daze, and when he got up, the injuries all over his body began to tear like pain, as if the whole person was about to split apart.

  But he didn't say a word, just moved slowly to the door: "Who?"

   Yangyang’s voice sounded: "Me, go to school together!"

   "That..." Qing Chen hesitated for a moment: "I have something to do without going to school today. Go ahead."

  Yangyang outside the door and Zheng Yi glanced at each other, feeling a little strange.

  Yangyang asked: "What's wrong with your voice? It doesn't sound right."

  At this moment, half of Qing Chen's face was swollen like bread, and her speech was a little leaky, which certainly didn't sound right.

  The reason why he didn't go to school was because he was worried that his classmates would see him like a ghost.

  Furthermore, he is indeed inconvenient today, and it hurts even if he moves.

  Qingchen is a very strong person, even if he hurts him again, he didn't say a word at this moment.

  But being strong doesn't mean that he has to go to school with the injury. It's not strong, it's stupid.

  Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "I'm fine, you should go to school quickly, or you will be late."

   "Okay," Yangyang took Zheng Yi's hand and walked to the elevator.

  The two girls got on the light rail train on the 66th floor. Zheng Yi whispered, “Aren’t you worried about classmate Qingchen? I think he seems to have something wrong.”

   "It's okay," Yang Yang helped Qing Chen round out: "He probably didn't wake up. This person liked to skip class before."

  Yangyang had already judged that Qing Chen was injured, but she didn't want to understand how the other party was injured.

Two young girls are standing in a crowded train. There is always a force field next to Yangyang covering the two of them. Anyone who wants to get closer will be invisibly slid away, like two magnets of the same pole can never get close. .

  Silver-haired girl Zheng Yi is holding the ring of the light rail with one hand, and her small shoulder bag with the other hand. She watched the light rail drive by in the sky and shuttle from building to building, not knowing why she felt so happy.

  It may be because she has a much smaller burden in life, or it may be because she, who is slightly more withdrawn, has more friends.

  At this time, Yangyang asked: "Zheng Yi, I saw a civilian electric shock baton in your bag yesterday. Do you usually carry this with you?"

   "Well," Zheng Yi nodded, "My home is in District 9, and I have to be careful every time I go back on weekends. If something goes wrong there, even if you call the police, it will be two hours after the police arrive at the scene."

   "So slow?" Yangyang frowned.

"Yeah," Zheng Yi nodded: "Mum said, those federal policemen are afraid of guns at the crime scene. If they go too in time, they may be shot. If they go later, they will be finished after the case is over. The lives of the nine districts are worthless."

  Yangyang looked out the window. It was a very beautiful city. The buildings seemed to stand in a fairyland, but life at the bottom was so difficult.

  She unintentionally opened Zheng Yi’s refrigerator last night, only to find that there were only the cheapest protein bars in it, and the cheapest multivitamins on the table.

  At that moment, Yangyang understood why Zheng Yi had to study hard. That was the last effort the people at the bottom could make. They could only change their destiny through knowledge.

  After arriving at school, Yangyang suddenly found that the students in Class 3 of the second grade were head-to-head. When she and Zheng Yi entered the class, the discussion stopped and they looked at her.

  She curiously asked a male classmate: "What's the matter?"

"Last night, two classmates followed their cousin to watch the boxing match, and it turned out that the transfer student who is very familiar with you was actually on the ring," the male student whispered, "They said that Qingchen was in Haitang. The boxing gym also has a flower named Qing Xiaotu, who was rated as a rookie for the first time last night, and he was rated as a tiger."

  The black fist that can separate life and death in the octagonal cage can't make it to the table, but many federal people like to watch this, especially teenagers.

  The male student looked at Yangyang curiously: "Did you two walk together after school yesterday, don’t you know?"

   "I really don't know," Yangyang replied.

The student who had watched the boxing match on the spot said excitedly: "I saw Qing Chen in the qualifying match yesterday with my own eyes. He was beaten at first, but later became particularly vigorous. But after reaching the Tigerweight level, Qing Chen seemed to be just like that. It's a little too much to deal with, he was beaten by Huang Zixian for more than ten minutes before he came back."

  Yangyang nodded, then she knew why Qing Chen didn't come to school today.

  To be honest, she has also been to see Black Boxing. There are hundreds of Black Boxing venues in the entire city on the 18th. One family is more fierce than the other, and Qing Chen must have color on her body now.

I just listened to another male student who was on the scene last night continuing to say: "Student Qing Chen didn’t have trouble coping, okay, I think the most exciting boxing match last night was that. You don’t know, Qing Chen At first he couldn't adapt to the tiger-weight rhythm, and he was squeezed to the edge of the octagonal cage. Later, he didn’t know how he broke out of blood, and he used the injury-for-injury and life-for-life style of play against the opponent. The old boxing king was restrained, and finally beat the opponent and cried!"

  ……

  ……

  At this moment, Qing Chen was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and rested. He didn't know that there was a discussion about him in the class.

  Qingchen knew that Li Shu's purpose in bringing him to the ring was to let him digest the power he gained in actual combat.

  Every knight is promoted in skips, so they must have a process of familiarizing themselves.

  It's like a child who suddenly gets ten million, but he only knows that ten million can buy a lollipop, but he doesn't know that ten million can also be used to buy a house, a car, or an RV.

  Moreover, Qing Chen is different from those who have been trained, the training he gets is only the time that Ye Wan hastily taught.

  So he needs to constantly review, observe, and learn, which is what he is best at.

  Death to death is happening every day in the boxing gym. Boxers are also the most proficient in fighting skills. That's why the knights of the past will honed them there.

   Just as Li Shutong said before leaving: When you don’t have to beat the tigerweight boxer with the innocent knight, you can start thinking about the next life and death.

  The meaning of this sentence is to let Qingchen learn the best fighting skills from the best black boxers in the best boxing gym in District 4.

  At that time, he was not a fool with nothing but power.

  Thinking of this, Qing Chen ended today’s review and dialed out a call with his mobile phone: “Hello, hello, I’m Qing Xiaotu, can you let the nanny car come to pick me up?”

Jiang Xiaotang’s laughter came across the phone: “Okay, let’s make arrangements for you. You are now a popular boxer in our boxing gym. You can come whenever you want. Let me see, your father’s address is Luoshen. Mansion, right?"

   "Well, it's Luoshen Building, thank you," Qing Chen hung up.

  He is a little puzzled. It is reasonable to say that this kind of call should not be answered by the staff of the boxing gym? How could it be directly on the phone of the boxing gym owner?

   Soon the nanny car arrived. Qing Chen was sitting in the luxurious nanny car and found that the table next to the seat had already prepared fruit and refreshments for him.

  The black nanny car passes through the huge and intricate city, as if walking between a maze.

After dozens of minutes, the babysitter car drove directly into the back door of the boxing gym, but the moment Qingchen opened the door, she was stunned.

  I saw Huang Zixian sitting in a wheelchair waiting quietly, and seeing Qing Chen getting out of the car, he stood up with difficulty.

   Qingchen looked at it.

  The injury on the opponent's body is more serious than that of him. His left arm is hanging, and it seems that the bones are damaged.

  It's just that Qing Chen is a little strange, the other party has suffered such a serious injury, and even if he is uneasy and healed, he even ran to wait for him.

But seeing Huang Zixian push away the assistant who wanted to support him with his right hand, then he bowed to Qing Chen: "Boss Jiang told me you are coming, so I came out from the hospital next door and waited here, so I wanted to say thank you. "

   Qingchen shook his head and said: "Actually, no, you no longer have the ability to fight at the time. I don't have to kill you."

Huang Zixian shook his head: "The other people in the octagonal cage may not be as kind as you. Maybe you didn't often come to the boxing gym or watch the black boxing before, so I don't know how cruel the octagonal cage is. But I know very well. What kind of place is this, and thank you in place of my wife and children. If I died yesterday, they would end up miserably."

Before Qing Chen could say anything~www.readwn.com~ Huang Zixian continued: "My thanks are sincere, and now I may not be able to have more substantial sincerity, but time will prove everything, and I owe you my life. I will Arrange the things at home as soon as possible, and this life can be returned to you at any time."

   Qingchen looked at Huang Zixian, the other's eyes were extremely serious.

  Everyone on the ring is opponents, but under the ring, everyone is alive. Have a wife, have children, have relatives, can joke and drink.

  Before, Qing Chen had not explored what kind of person the opponent is, but at this moment, he also felt the courage and personality of the tigerweight champion from the opponent.

   Qingchen was silent for a moment: "Okay, I have written down the favor you owe."

  ……

  Thanks to the fourth brother, Shi Zhu, and the two for becoming the new alliance of this book, and thank the boss, the boss is magnificent.

Let me explain here that there is only this chapter today. Ren Xiaosu had nightmares during the two days and nights, and couldn’t fall asleep every day with fear. Last night, I was woken up seven or eight times by tossing. I was indeed out of state today. I wrote a lot but deleted one. Most of it, so there are only so many today.

  I will make up today’s update tomorrow.

  (End of this chapter)