At 11:40 at night, after Zoro was sure that the little girl was really asleep, he carefully came to her bed, his eyes flashing, but his face was slightly nervous.

Solo leaned down, put his nose to Bai Xue's hair, closed his eyes in intoxication, took a deep breath, and said with an afterthought on his face: "Xue'er, no matter what your intention is to get close to me, I'm afraid I

I’m all in love with you…”

Zoro's blood boiled all over, and he forcibly resisted the urge to pounce on Xiaoxue. He reluctantly turned around and left the room, closed the door, and returned to the third floor.

When the door was closed, Bai Xue opened her eyes in the darkness. Her big, twinkling eyes were full of moisture, and her little face was full of emotion. She heard Solo whispering: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

You fool..."

After drinking, Solo was slightly excited. Today, his godmother promised to help him build Huaxia Nightclub, which gave Solo hope of his rapid rise. There are some things that he needs to rethink.

So Solo went directly from the third floor to the next floor of the villa, and then came to the terrace. There was a large lounge chair on the terrace. Sometimes Solo would come here to sit.

Sitting on the terrace, looking at the cunning stars in the sky, Solo was thinking about whether he should discuss with Miss Qian, go to the talent market to recruit management talents, hold a job fair or something like that.

Also, the class of the mommies and girls in the nightclub is indeed a bit too promiscuous. They are enough to deal with ordinary little nymphos, but they are of low quality to deal with those big animals.

At present, the bandit-like management methods and standards of Xingzhonghui are indeed unable to cope with the influx of big beasts specializing in taste in Huaxia nightclubs. Huaxia has too many areas to improve.

About half an hour later, when Solo had figured out his recent work plan and was about to go back to rest, there was an inaudible sound from the window downstairs.

Zoro's ears were so sensitive. His expression moved slightly, and his body appeared quietly on the roof of the building. He leaned forward and looked down.

A black shadow fell silently from the window on the second floor into the yard. After noticing that there was no movement around, the black shadow turned into a bolt of lightning like a ghost and ran towards the wall, leaping nimbly outside the wall like a swallow.

"It's Tang Ling..." Solo's eyes narrowed slightly.

Tang Ling jumped out of the wall, went straight into the woods and dived down the mountain. His body merged into the dark night and disappeared...

Yanjing Hotel is definitely a five-star hotel in the world, with a height of 19 floors and more than 700 rooms.

Although the internal facilities are a bit older than some of the five-star hotels that have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain, it is well-known both at home and abroad due to its superior location and reputation. It can definitely be called a king-level old hotel.

It is such a large hotel that has won international gold medals and hosted many foreign big animals. Who would have thought that there would be a world-class black market boxing ring fifteen meters below the cozy and peaceful hotel.

It was almost midnight, and when the cosmopolitan metropolis gradually stopped hustle and bustle and returned to quiet, the underground black market fight at the Yanjing Hotel had just begun.

On the stage, two boxers were fighting each other with pungent blood energy all over their bodies. A boxer who was as tall as a gorilla, exuding a killing energy, hit his opponent in the head with a powerful high kick.

He fell to the ground like a felled tree.

The audience in the audience cheered and yelled. This world-class battle between the devils alone made the gamblers here either become rich overnight, or lose everything, even losing their underwear.

The boxer who was knocked down soon died of severe brain damage. He was from Japan and was a crazy militarist. He once created a brilliant record of winning 168 out of 168 fights, including killing his opponents in 114 of them.

When he finally qualified to stand on the highest black market boxing ring at the Yanjing Hotel, the howling demonstration like a beast did not bring him good luck.

The opponent who ended his winning streak and killed him perfectly was a young man from China named Tyrannosaurus.

Tyrannosaurus is 18 years old, 2.10 meters tall, weighs 109 kilograms, bench presses 160 kilograms, squats 615 kilograms, and kicks 312 times a minute, an average of 5.2 times per second. Such a huge figure has created a new world just after his debut.

Records for the greatest strength and fastest kicking speed.

He is tall, has long legs, has a wide attack range, and his explosive power has reached an unimaginable level. During his debut test, experts exclaimed:

They believe that Tyrannosaurus Rex will become the new generation of the world's invincible black market devil, and no one can shake his position except himself.

I believe everyone understands the dominance of black market boxing. What they pursue is the ultimate in strength and speed. Black market boxing players who can come out of this can definitely be called the masters among masters.

In black market boxing, let alone the top big devils, even the fighters with a little bit of fame are not comparable to the boxing champions in professional championships.

I believe that everyone will never forget a professional boxing champion named Tyson who once influenced the generation of the entire world.

But……

In April 1992, Tyson was taken to the Youth Correctional Center in Indianapolis to serve his sentence. Once in prison, Tyson immediately felt everyone's hostility.

The desperadoes not only disdain the world boxing champion, but are also very eager to "beat him up".

Among them was a man named Jin Hag, who was a well-known killer in black market Muay Thai. In a match before he was imprisoned, he killed his opponent on the spot with a high leg sweep.

Tyson began to be cautious. He never practiced boxing to avoid being seen as showing off.

As long as he passes the gym, Jin Hag and others will kick and kick like crazy, and hit the heavy sandbag with their knees. The swing of the sandbag makes even the boxing champion feel scared.

He truly felt that in this blind spot of the law, everyone crazily worshiped strength and fighting. A boxing champion from the "civilized world" would inevitably be regarded as an enemy by them, just as he was regarded as a bad guy in the boxing ring.

Just like a kid.

Finally one day, Tyson's long-simmering anger towards Kim Hager exploded.

But in a real fight, all his advantages in the ring are gone.

Kim Hage kicked him hard in the head and hit his ribs with his knee. Although Tyson fought back with all his strength, he was still severely injured.

Fortunately, the guards arrived and took Tyson to the infirmary.

After diagnosis, Tyson suffered a strong shock to his head, his nose was kicked off, three of his ribs were broken, and he suffered multiple serious injuries.

But Tyson firmly disagreed with the lawyer's disclosure of the situation. He could not allow his usual tough guy image to be damaged.

Since safety has become a very real issue, the boxing champion's face has become less important.

Tang Jin spent 1 million US dollars to manage the situation and gained the understanding of Jin Hager and others.

In addition, some strong prisoner bodyguards came to Tyson's side.

Tyson finally understood that he would never be as invincible outside the boxing ring as he was in the boxing ring.

This is the true strength of Black Market Boxing. The movements may seem simple, but every punch and kick has earth-shattering power, and is the ultimate in speed and power.

In the black market boxing, the battle between the real master and the big devil is often won within a few seconds, and the loser's chance of surviving is very slim.

It only took 0.001 seconds for the code-named Tyrannosaurus to kill the self-proclaimed perpetual motion boxing champion that Japan had cultivated with great difficulty. After this battle, China won a large amount of military expenditure.

In a luxurious box in a boxing ring at night, a middle-aged fat man sat on the sofa with an Indian cigar in his hand, stretching his neck to look at the ring through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There were more than a dozen powerful masters standing around him and at the door of the box. Their whole bodies were full of blood and energy, and they all had extraordinary hands. When the Tyrannosaurus rex won, the middle-aged man's face immediately turned livid and he stood up suddenly.

:

"Baga...why is this happening?" He was furious, because in this game, he lost more than one billion, and it was still euros.

His question did not yield a final answer. Three cold lights flashed, and the speed of three flying knives as thin as silkworm wings completely surpassed the speed of bullets, as if they only jumped in the air before shooting at the middle-aged man.

One ### pierced his throat, one inserted between his eyebrows, and one inserted into his heart. Any flying knife would be enough to kill him...

The fat man fell to the ground without even leaving a scream, causing chaos in the boxing ring.

"It's the shadow killer..."

"Oh my god, the shadow killer appears, run quickly..."

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