As soon as Zhao Qi finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the large and dilapidated iron door of the abandoned warehouse, frightening a group of people with ulterior motives.

They hurriedly turned around and saw He Xiaoran standing at the door with a one-meter-long steel bar in his hand.

This group of people had a guilty conscience. When they saw He Xiaoran coming over, they immediately panicked and hid behind Zhao Qi one by one.

Zhao Qi was still extremely nervous and frightened. In desperation, he bent down and picked up the bricks and gravel on the ground. He gritted his teeth and said: "If one of you dies, you will die. If two of you die, you will die. Let's fight her!"

His words shocked the people hiding behind him.

Manslaughter and intentional homicide are two different things!

but……

Before they could think about it carefully, He Xiaoran was moved.

She swung the half-person-long steel bar out with her hand, and swung the stick on the legs of the two or three people closest to her, who also jumped over.

She doesn't just hit people in the face, she specializes in hitting people on the legs, and she does it very harshly.

People are like the wind, their bodies are like shadows, and everything they pass by falls to the ground.

The only two people standing in the warehouse were He Xiaoran and Zhao Qi.

The reason why Zhao Qi dared to call He Xiaoran over was because with the strength of the crowd, seven or eight big men were still afraid of a stinky bitch like her?

The fighting in the ring was spectacular. In fact, Zhao Qizui knew that women’s boxing matches were mostly about performances, and many of them were well-rehearsed. A group of buddies in the boxing ring often discussed together. Who didn’t know that these female boxers were all showy, and more than ordinary people?

Women are better, but compared with men, they are inferior in strength, not to mention that they are still seven or eight people?

Zhao Qi just didn't believe it. Seven or eight of them couldn't deal with He Xiaoran, a woman?

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the legs of these brothers who usually boasted about five or six people were broken.

When he was in the boxing ring, He Xiaoran also started doing it that night. It was indeed a little better than using fists and embroidered legs, but it was just a little better.

They were in the boxing ring at the time, and they were afraid that the boss would find out if there was a big fuss, so they let He Xiaoran take the upper hand.

Unexpectedly, He Xiaoran would be more ruthless this time than last time.

I had scruples last time, but what about this time?

Zhao Qi was scared for a moment. He Xiaoran stood in front of him expressionlessly. Zhao Qi backed away nervously: "Bitch, let me tell you, there is a boxing ring behind me. The people behind the boxing ring will not let you go. I'm warning you."

You, don’t be shameless. If you don’t go boxing tonight, all the losses in the boxing ring will be counted on you. You..."

He Xiaoran didn't wait for him to finish his words, and suddenly flew up and kicked Zhao Qi ten meters away with a beautiful kick.

Before Zhao Qi could get up, she had already chased after him a few steps, stepped on his knee, and with a "click", Zhao Qi's scream was earth-shattering.

The humming sounds of the other group of people were instantly silenced, and they watched Zhao Qi rolling on the ground in horror.

Zhao Qi's leg was broken, but the minions' leg bones were dislocated, a different injury.

This is why Zhao Qi screamed like that, while the others just groaned in place and didn't feel the pain if they didn't move.

The big helmet lay lifeless on the ground. He Xiaoran reached out and picked up the big helmet. He carried it to a deserted and cool place outside, put it down, reached out to hug the big helmet, and pulled it out with all his strength.

He Miao's face turned red and she was dying.

"He Miao? Miao Miao? Wake up? There is no one around except my sister. Wake up quickly!" He Xiaoran slapped her face.

But after a few dozen seconds, He Miao snorted, moved her long white eyelashes, and opened her eyes, "Sister, I just had a nightmare. A lot of people were dancing around me... Wuwuwu..."

He Xiaoran took out a small piece of water from his pocket and fed it to her, "What did they tell you? You didn't even care about the time and you just followed them?"

"They said you were in a car accident and were about to die. They asked me to see you for the last time."

He Xiaogasi died, "You will wake up from such outrageous words?"

"A car accident is a natural disaster. No one knows when it will come."

"Are you still reasonable? At least tell me, don't you know how long she has been looking for you? Your brain ran away from home along with your courage?"

"Woooooooo..."

He Miao climbed up and sat up, rubbing her eyes and crying.

My sister scolded her again!

"You still have the nerve to cry? Be careful, I'll throw you to the train station!" He Xiaoran stood up, put the helmet on her again, pointed to a bicycle that fell on the ground and said: "Push the bicycle and wait for me at the door.

"

He Xiaoran said and entered the warehouse again.

People in the warehouse thought she had left and were thinking of ways to save themselves, but He Xiaoran turned back again.

The warehouse was completely silent for a moment.

He Xiaoran walked in and knelt down in front of Zhao Qi. She said calmly: "Your boss said at the beginning that the boxing ring only wants to make money, not a black and white club, and don't do that. Now the boxing ring kidnaps my sister. It's bad."

Your own rules touch my bottom line. This matter is not that easy to play."

Zhao Qi was so painful that he was sweating all over his head and his whole body was trembling. At this time, he knew he was afraid.

Of course, he is not afraid of He Xiaoran, he is afraid of the boxing ring.

"Miss He, I was wrong. I apologize... This was our brother's idea. It has nothing to do with the boxing ring. We made the decision without authorization..."

He Xiaoran looked at his expression and laughed, "Now you say it has nothing to do with the boxing ring?"

She picked up her phone and called up the text message to show it to Zhao Qi, "That's not what you said in the text message. Your text message said that if I fight against you, I will fight against the boxing ring. It's too late to give up now!

"

Zhao Qi opened his mouth: "If you don't participate in tonight's boxing match, the loss will still be on your shoulders. You..."

She glanced at Zhao Qi, reached into his clothes, touched the folded paper, took it out, and unfolded it.

In the evening, the contestant Ghosn signed a gambling agreement in the boxing ring. After reading it, she patted Zhao Qi's face with a piece of paper and said, "Want to win in the boxing ring? If I lose in the boxing ring, I will lose tens of millions?"

Zhao Qi endured the severe pain, "You can only win but not lose..."

He Xiaoran sneered, took out the pen from Zhao Qi's pocket, and signed his name on the gambling agreement, "You can only win but not lose? Don't you know that winning or losing is a common thing for military officers? There is nothing in this world that is not the same.

What a legend of defeat!”

Zhao Qi suddenly had a bad premonition: "He Xiaoran, if you dare to lose on purpose, you will be doomed. You are deliberately going against the boxing ring. You..."

The smile on He Xiaoran's face became even bigger, "It's not you who has the final say!"

Stand up, throw down the pen, and leave. Before leaving, he says: "This matter is not over yet!"

When she walked outside, He Miao was still waiting for her. He Xiaoran looked up and saw that the group's van was still parked in the open space. She frowned, pouted twice, rolled up her sleeves, walked over, and pushed

car.

He Miao quickly ran over to act as a cheerleader and worked hard on the side: "Sister, come on!"

He Xiaoran worked hard and pushed the car into the smelly ditch in front of him that had dried up early in the morning. The front of the car plunged in, exposing most of the car's butt.

He Xiaoran rode on the car, and He Miao sat on the back seat, holding He Xiaoran's waist, and rode along the abandoned path to the main road.

"Sister, who is inside?" He Miao asked.

"A good life is only for those who are looking for death." He Xiaoran replied.

"Why did they bring me here?"

"It's you who are stupid, insisting on following others."

"Woooooooo..."

"You have the ability to cry. If you have the ability, don't be deceived!"

"Woo..."

He Xiaoran was riding his bicycle very fast and quickly passed several cars parked on the roadside.
Chapter completed!