Akun followed Chen Kun and walked towards the steel repair shop gate. In front of the repair shop gate, there were several big men with burly figures and strong muscles. They were machetes at their waists, fierce and vicious, like door gods guarding the house.

"Hello Brother Chen."

When several strong men saw Chen Peng coming, they hurriedly stepped forward and bent down respectfully and shouted with respect in their eyes.

"Um."

Chen Peng raised his hand and waved his hand domineeringly.

"Brother Chen, you finally come here. Our brothers are going to be beaten and destroyed."

A strong man who looked like a black bear complained in anger.

"Aren't I here to save the situation? Ah Xiong, it's okay. Today, the Russians must be here, and no one wants to save him." Chen Peng said comfortingly.

"yes."

Ah Xiong smiled silly, waved his hand to the person holding his hands in front of the door, and shouted in a rough voice: "Open the door and let Brother Chen go in."

Squeak!

The thick steel door was slowly opened, and the sounds were filled with excitement, ecstasy, and roars... The sounds mixed together quickly emerged from the cracks of the door, disrupting people's eardrums.

It's lively enough!

Jiang Hao's mouth curled with an excited smile. It was the first time he had come to a place like an underground boxing ring, and his heart was naturally full of curiosity.

"who is he?"

Ah Xiong grabbed Akun, and used his finger as thick as a wooden stick to click Jiang Hao who was following Chen Peng, and asked in confusion with silence.

"He is a boxer invited by Brother Chen, and it is said that he wants to defeat the White Ravens."

A Kun smiled bitterly, his words were full of helplessness. Brother Chen shouldn't have helped find someone. After all, Brother Chen is good at managing gang things, and must have been deceived by the boy. Judging from his small physique, how could he have the demeanor of a boxing master?

"Nonsense?"

Ah Xiong exploded with a bang like an explosive. Seeing Ah Kun wink at him, he lowered his voice angrily, looking at Jiang Hao's back full of bad habits.

"He must be the one who comes here to eat and drink, but he doesn't look at where the underground boxing ring is. If he can't eat and drink, he will probably die.

The white-haired man showed great power today. At least he would have to be disabled when he caught one, and he even killed one. He was very arrogant.

When I send him up at this time, the white-haired men must have thought we were insulting him. Maybe they would just use his thick fist to thrust him to death."

A young man with a strand of white hair frowned in disappointment, and anyone could see the anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes.

"What should I do? Even a liar cannot die in vain. I think it's better to persuade Brother Chen, but I dare not make fun of human life."

Ah Xiong said with a fuss about his brain.

"What Ah Xiong said makes sense. It is obvious that he is looking for abuse when he goes up. He has already died, so he dare not continue to die.

I don’t think so. Ah Xiong, go and test his strength. If his strength is not good, he will not be allowed to play, so as not to die!"

Akun said decisively to Ah Xiong.

"It makes sense. If he can't even pass this level of me, there is no need to go on stage to find abuse. Let me test his strength."

Ah Xiong nodded in agreement, raising Ah Kun's suggestion was very good. He crossed his hands and exerted a little force. The sound of crackling bones hitting him in his hands, which was very scary.

Ah Xiong turned out to be a boxer, but because his fingers were broken, he could not continue the competition, so he became one of the guardians of the underground boxing ring.

Want to test me?

When Jiang Hao heard the conversation behind him, he felt that Akun had no malice, but he didn't want to die in the competition, and he didn't believe in his own strength. So he just asked them to test their strength, so he saved people from feeling like he was a waste.

Ah Xiong's foot steps accelerated, and in the blink of an eye he walked behind Jiang Hao, and gently patted Jiang Hao's arm like a palm-shaped fan.

Whoosh!

Jiang Hao smiled slightly, raised his right hand and stretched out two fingers, and greeted him directly without even being able to do so, just holding the palm of Ah Xiong grabbed.

Hey!

Ah Xiong was a little stunned. He didn't expect that Jiang Hao was so vigilant. His belligerent personality made him not stop. Instead, he exerted force and smiled, and he was about to press down Jiang Hao's arm.

yeah?

But what surprised him was that no matter how much force he used, Jiang Hao's hand in the air seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and it was still motionless.

Ah Xiong continued to increase his strength without admitting his defeat, but to his frustration, Jiang Hao was still very leisurely and didn't care about using his energy to deal with him behind his back.

"It's all done."

Akun kept watching Ah Xiong's every move, and reminded him anxiously behind him, "How could he know that Ah Xiong could not shake Jiang Hao at all, and thought he was deliberately letting Jiang Hao go."

"I can't move."

Ah Xiong said anxiously in sweat. He felt as if his palm was clamped by a pair of iron pliers. No matter how hard he used, it would be futile. This made him very frustrated and he couldn't believe that Jiang Hao's thin arms actually contained such terrifying power.

"ah?"

A Kun took a deep breath. He knew Ah Xiong's strength. If he smashed it in one circle, even the steel plate would be smashed into a small pit. Now he couldn't even deal with Jiang Hao's fingers. If the other party used his entire palm to deal with him, then why didn't he slap him to death?

Akun's heart was beating in his throat.

Whoosh!

Jiang Hao's hand suddenly waved upwards, pushing Ah Xiong's palm to test him out lightly. Ah Xiong had no intention of hurting him, so he would naturally show mercy.

"I think my bones are almost broken."

Ah Xiong grinned and stroked the place where his palm was clamped. Where the flesh had turned red and there was a little pain.

Bang!

Ah Xiong heard a sound. It turned out that Jiang Hao's palm slapped a heavy lifting steel plate in the repair shop. He walked quickly to the steel plate in confusion, and he suddenly became dull.

I saw a palm print on the surface of the originally flat steel plate, and the palm print was deeply trapped inside the steel plate, looking shocking.

"Brother Chen's decision... indeed, there were no mistakes."

Akun's eyes almost popped out, and he didn't even notice that his legs trembled unconsciously, and his throat was slightly dry. He remembered his suspicion of Jiang Hao when he was outside. If the other party had moved his fingers at that time, his best outcome would probably have been lying in the hospital.

"Master."

Ah Xiong pressed his palm on the steel plate in a naive manner, and found that the position of the handprints on the steel plate was slightly heated. His original intention of competing for a competition completely disappeared. It was no different to seeking death to compete with a master like Jiang Hao.

Ah Xiong is stupid, but not so stupid yet.

"Victory is in sight. Remember, if you buy everything in a while, he will win, and we will make a good deal."

Akun smiled strangely, and he looked very excited.

"Brother Kun, you are stupid. The entire underground boxing ring is ours. What pillars are you laying down!"

Ah Xiong glanced at Ah Kun.

"ah!"

Akun scratched his head, his face turned red as if he was congested. He coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment, and quickly followed, ignoring Ah Xiong who exposed him in public.

“It’s so lively.”

Jiang Hao was too lazy to pay attention to A Kun and the others behind him, and observed the entire underground boxing ring. All kinds of abandoned vehicles were piled up everywhere in the venue, giving people a feeling of desolation. The air was filled with strong gasoline mixed with blood, which made him frown.

At this moment, a group of people with different dresses were watching a simple temporary boxing platform built in the middle of the repair shop, constantly cheering, each of which seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and seemed very excited. Many people rolled up their sleeves and seemed very devoted, as if they were fighting in the boxing ring, not others.

On the boxing platform, a hundred people who were about two meters tall gave people a strong sense of oppression, were waving their huge fists, constantly chasing another boxer on the platform with a not-too-strong body.

The boxer who was chased was covered in blood, his eyes were covered in blood, his lips were swollen like a pig's mouth, his whole body was blue and purple. Even his running look was a little shaky, and his eyes were filled with endless fear and uneasiness.

Jiang Hao knew that the white man should be what Akun said to win continuously.

roar!

The white-haired boy waved his boxing condom and hit his chest hard, with a grim smile, like a cat teasing a mouse, constantly chasing his opponent who was obviously exhausted and almost unable to do so. It seemed that only in this way could he feel infinite pleasure.

"Kill him."

"Bow him to death."

"Tread him to death."

“…”

The crowd seemed to enjoy this kind of abuse scene. At this moment, the evil thoughts in everyone's hearts seemed to be aroused, shouting loudly, asking the white-haired men to kill the pitiful people, and even many people wanted to rush to the stage to fight.

In the world of the underground boxing ring, people only worship the strong, and the weak are just props used by the strong to perform and show themselves, and no one goes back to pity them.

The prey on the weak is vividly expressed in this world without legal constraints.

"Let me end your humble life."

The white-haired men seemed to have lost the pleasure of continuing to pursue and ran towards the boxer who was about to fail.

Bang!

The white-haired figure and the huge power that the white-haired boy burst out can be imagined. His fist hit the opponent who was unable to dodge.

The braces held in the poor opponent's mouth were violently hit and knocked away, and a violent punch knocked down his teeth, which were mixed with blood and spurted out.

The defeated boxer fell heavily to the ground, his body twitched constantly, his eyes gradually became blurred, and then he fainted!

"marvelous."

The crowd immediately burst into warm applause, and everyone was cheering and holding their hands high, staring at the audience as if showing off, full of enthusiasm and domineeringness.

"I'm very strong, but it's not enough to be shaken by anyone!"

Jiang Hao frowned and had already quickly detected and scanned the white-haired boy's body. It was a bit strange. According to the white-haired boy's physique, it was not a particularly strong physique. How could he keep fighting and unbeaten? This is really unreasonable.

Jiang Hao suddenly noticed a peeping eye looking at him, and he turned his head suddenly to look at the master who was focusing on him.

The man was wearing a snow-white casual suit, thin and slightly morbid white face. He looked very abrupt in the underground.
Chapter completed!