Heavenly Worker Emperor

Chapter 168

Although I feel that Zhao Ling's attitude is very bad, but Wang Jie is too excited at this moment, after all, he is about to meet his father!He couldn't care less about it.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I might have to trouble you."

Wang Jie also knew that his father seemed to have encountered some troubles, and his own strength was definitely not enough.

Li Qiang said with a faint smile.

"Don't worry, if there is any trouble, just leave it to me."

Li Qiang is not a good person, but he only has a few friends, and he doesn't care about gains and losses at all between his brothers.

It was obviously a casual conversation between the two, but Zhao Ling was also a martial arts practitioner after all. While leading the way, she also heard the conversation between the two behind.

"It's too arrogant, two little brats, I really don't know how to say such things."

She couldn't help but laugh, but at this moment, she saw a handsome man in a white Baleno suit and Philco leather shoes in front of her, talking with some big bosses of the magic capital.

"Senior Brother Song."

After seeing Song Yu, her heart trembled.

Song Yu, Wang Shuo's eldest disciple, is under 30 years old, a master of strength, and what's more, he has a very wide network of contacts, and he can quickly mingle with local big shots anywhere, a real young hero!

"Compared to Senior Brother Song, both Wang Jie and his so-called boss are far behind."

After Zhao Ling finished speaking, she walked to Song Yu's side first.

"I'm sorry, bosses, excuse me."

Song Yu also saw the crowd, and after saying something to the man next to him, he turned his head and showed a warm and sunny smile to the crowd.

"This is Wang Jie's little brother coming, right? Master must be so happy to see you today. Come on, I'll take you inside and watch a few boxing matches first."

It has to be said that this Song Yu has a natural affinity. As soon as he came up, it made Wang Jie feel a little warm in his heart, but Wang Jie didn't notice that when Song Yu looked at Li Qiang and Hong Wu behind him, his brows frowned slightly. wrinkle.

One is a master of strength, and the other has no strength. Is it an ordinary person or a master?
Song Yu thought to himself, but he didn't show any emotion. While walking ahead, he introduced Wang Jie about the underground black boxing arena.

"Hit, kill him!"

"Crazy wolf, come on, I bet 30 on you! If you lose, I will kill you!"

"beat!"

Walking up to the high platform and looking down, there are stepped seats all around, and the surrounding is completely dark, while the huge boxing ring at the bottom is surrounded by barbed wire, and two men are covered in blood, fighting in it!

"Crack!"

At this time, one of the men slashed at the artery of the other man with a hand knife, knocking him unconscious.

"This, if this is confiscated, stop, it may kill someone!"

Wang Jie gasped when he saw it. His expression once again made Zhao Ling look contemptuous, but Song Yu said indifferently.

"It's not possible. This is the underground boxing market. People usually accumulate too much emotion, so they choose to release it in such a place. Not to mention almost dying, the fighters have signed life and death certificates before they go on stage. Life and death are life and death."

Wang Jie stared blankly at the stage, but Zhao Ling felt a sigh of relief.

She heard from her master that back then, he had no money to support Wang Jie's mother and son, so he fought black boxing, met an expert, and finally embarked on the path of authentic martial arts.

Of course, he also provoked many enemies. In order to prevent troubles for the family, he has not been home for so many years.

"The master is negotiating, you just sit here and watch the black fist for a while, I have no objection to this arrangement, right?"

After Song Yu finished speaking, he led Wang Jie and others to the front seat of the entire boxing ring, which seemed to be an independent VIP seat, and there were no people around.

"Brother, let them sit here?"

Zhao Ling seemed to be thinking of something, her face changed slightly, but Song Yu nodded as usual and said.

"Don't worry, I've arranged it."

But this seat is the exclusive seat of that young master, if he comes, there will be consequences.

Zhao Ling trusted Song Yu too much, so she didn't say anything, and sat down with Wang Jie and the three of them.

"Boss, it's too exciting to watch the game from such a close distance. I don't know if I can win a game or two!"

After all, Wang Jie still had less social experience, so he soon became excited. Zhao Ling kept shaking his head while watching, while Song Yu's eyes showed a gleam of brilliance, but he quietly left the group of people and walked towards the depths of the venue.

"Your strength is not bad. If you meet these people just now, you can win, but if you meet this guy on the stage now, you will not be able to."

Li Qiang said lightly.

To be honest, recently Wang Jie practiced diligently according to the martial arts taught by Li Qiang, and he has great confidence in his own strength!The big man on the stage was clearly in his prime, and Wang Jie felt that he could still fight.

"It's not as simple as you think."

Li Qiang seemed to see the doubts in Wang Jie's heart, and talked with eloquence.

"Among fighters, it's not just based on your level! For example, the big white man on the stage right now, his physical function is too strong. Look at his fists, joints, and muscles, which have been honed through countless battles. .”

"And his strength is too strong, the so-called one force can reduce ten times, so don't underestimate those, the masters among ordinary boxers."

Both Wang Jie and Hong Wu nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, there was a sneer from the side.

"It's so mysterious, but tell me, who will win this match?"

At this time, the big white man had already won the victory, and was replaced by two other men, one of whom was a dark-skinned, sullen-looking short man, and the other was a muay thai master.

The two were on the stage, tentatively fighting each other, and there were screams all around.

Li Qiang didn't care about Zhao Ling's tone, and asked Wang Jie instead.

"What about you, who do you think will win?"

Wang Jie looked at it for a while, then frowned.

"Although the short man kept dodging, he obviously didn't use his full strength. It should be consuming the physical strength of the other Muay Thai master. He was not injured, so he should win."

Zhao Ling's lips moved, a little dissatisfied, but she also thought so, she said.

"I was asking you, but you asked Wang Jie to answer. Don't you understand it yourself? Why don't you answer, afraid of making a mistake?"

Li Qiang casually said to Wang Jie.

"You were wrong this time. This time, the Muay Thai master will win."

kindness?
Wang Jie showed a puzzled look, and Zhao Ling burst out laughing.

"Sure enough, it's true that you are a layman. That short man, named Hu Desuo, is a Burmese master. He has won seven consecutive victories in this black boxing arena!"

Her face was bright, as if she had successfully slapped her in the face.

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(End of this chapter)