Zhou Lang was also teased by Deng Qi and hugged Deng Qi tightly.
Deng Qi is ready to sacrifice herself because now she has no scruples, and she also knows that she and He Feihong are completely broken. If Zhou Lang does not suppress He Feihong, she will not be able to make ends meet in Hong Kong in the future.
Therefore, she planned to follow Zhou Lang.
But Zhou Lang still didn't completely ask Deng Qi this time because he knew the importance of cultivation to a cultivator, so he would not have a direct relationship with a woman who did not understand the art of incense cultivation before reaching the Golden Elixir stage.
As the two were about to break through their final relationship, Zhou Lang told Deng Qi this secret.
"Brother Wolf, then teach me how to practice quickly and teach me the art of incense cultivation." After hearing Zhou Lang's secret, Deng Qi couldn't wait.
So Zhou Lang began to teach Deng Qi the most basic skills and incense cultivation techniques.
The ancestral copper coins "Qiankun Palace" were very rich in spiritual energy. Even ordinary people were here, they were still energetic. That night, Deng Qi learned until late at night before she came out of Qiankun Palace with Zhou Lang and hugged each other.
...
Late at night, in a Hong Kong hospital, the taxi driver who sent Zhou Lang sat on the hospital bed, wanting to cry without tears.
He bought his taxi by himself, but the car was shot and hit the telephone pole, and it was completely damaged. The repair fee would be a lot.
"This damn young man, he knew someone was following him to kill him, and he was still in my car, causing me to suffer such losses."
The driver kept cursing Zhou Lang in his heart. He didn't believe that Zhou Lang would really come to him and compensate him for his losses. He has been driving for so many years but has not met such a good person.
...
A night passed, and the next morning news reported the traffic accident and shooting incident that occurred last night.
However, the news only mentioned that the taxi was shot and the tire was hit by a car accident and the owner was knocked out, and no reports were reported that someone was shot.
He Feihong naturally followed the news, but he didn't care, because he felt that the police must have concealed the dead, so as not to be said to be ineffective in solving the case. Now he still firmly believes that Zhou Lang has been shot by a sniper rifle.
Zhou Lang was naturally paying attention to this matter. He agreed to compensate the driver uncle, so he would not make any mistakes.
According to the news, Zhou Lang successfully found the hospital. He used the invisible talisman to enter the driver's ward. While there was no one, he left 500,000 for the driver's ward before leaving.
His actions were unaware of them. No one except this driver, knew that he had been to this hospital.
The driver’s taxi is only about 100,000 yuan, so it’s a profit, and this time it’s a blessing in disguise.
...
It was Saturday, at 8 pm, Jinding Entertainment Club and the underground hall.
This underground is the place where Zhou Lang, Li Wenting and Tiehu fought last night.
Last night, there were not many spectators outside the iron cage ring, but tonight, it was full and crowded, because the weekly Black Fist Challenge is being held here.
He Feihong sent more than a dozen masters under his command to take charge of the arena. If someone challenged his subordinates, winning one game would result in two million, and he would get a bonus of ten million.
In such competitions, the prize money is much higher than that of regular professional fighting competitions, so many experts and people from underground forces came here to bet on boxing.
At this time, the Black Fist Challenge had begun, and a man who looked like an iron tower was challenging He Feihong's subordinates, the "Iron Arhat" who was one of the champions!
The "Iron Arhat" is not tall, but has a strong ability to resist hits. It is said that one can withstand huge hits of four or five hundred kilograms in a horizontal practice.
His speed and attack power were also very strong. At this time, under the oppression of the strong man like an iron tower, he could easily avoid the attack and counterattack from time to time.
However, overall, the strong man still took a little bit of the initiative above.
Black Boxing Challenge, the champions sent by He Feihong are all famous figures in the underground boxing ring. It is not easy to challenge successfully. Today is the first game, and someone suppressed the famous "Iron"
", this made many people watching the game excited and started to bet and buy the strong man to win.
At this moment, a man wearing a baseball cap appeared out of nowhere in a corner of the underground hall. Because almost everyone's eyes were focused on the ring, no one noticed this strange scene.
This man was naturally Zhou Lang. He came here again, so that night was the beginning of He Feihong's unlucky fortune.
Zhou Lang found an inconspicuous place and sat down, and started watching the boxing match.
The "Iron Arhat" has been suppressed by the strong man, but he has been wandering in the ring and has not suffered any serious damage. The strong man has been attacking hard, and sweat has already poured out a lot of water on his body.
"I just bought 500,000 yuan for the strong man. The 'Iron Arhat' used to suppress opponents, but today I was suppressed by the strong man. I think the strong man will win."
Someone next to Zhou Lang was talking about this, he was a big fat man.
"It's hard to say. Iron Arhat is a famous master with extremely rich fighting experience. Although this strong man's physical condition is extremely strong, his martial arts are still a little rough. The possibility of him defeating Iron Arhat is very small, so I won by buying Iron Arhat.
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Another tall and thin middle-aged man next to him had different opinions.
Zhou Lang only watched boxing matches and said nothing.
"Brother, have you placed a bet? Who do you think will win?" The fat man who said Tie Luohan would lose asked Zhou Lang.
"The iron arhat will win." Zhou Lang said.
"So sure?" said the fat man.
"Iron Luohan has not used his strength at all. Now he is just teasing you to place bets and buy that strong man to win." Zhou Lang said lightly.
"Then you win by buying the Iron Arhat? How much did you buy?" asked the fat man.
"I didn't place bets, I'm here to box." Zhou Lang said.
The fat man looked at Zhou Lang with contempt, but stopped talking. Zhou Lang was not tall and did not see any muscles. He didn't believe that Zhou Lang was a master.
But at this moment, the situation on the iron cage ring suddenly changed. When the strong man rushed towards the "Iron Arhat" again, the "Iron Arhat" no longer dodged, but instead a fierce low sweep and kicked.
On the thigh of the strong man.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the strong man's movement speed significantly slowed down. Needless to say, his thigh was severely damaged and he was already injured.
Next, Tie Luohan changed his previous style of defensive counterattack and began a strong attack. His pace moved faster, and he kept sweeping the strong man's lower plate.
The strong man was inconvenient to move and was frequently swept by the Iron Arhat, and the Iron Arhat had a strong attack power.
In less than a minute, the strong man basically lost his offensive ability because he was a little unsteady in his standing.
Suddenly, the iron arhat flew over his knee and pressed directly against the strong man's chin.
The strong man fell to the ground and fainted.
"Damn it, this strong man is a strong man who is a tough guy on the outside and loses so quickly, and my money is wasted again." The fat man who bet the strong guy won the win started to wail.
"This brother is still great. This iron arhat was pretending before. He really attracted us to bet. Fortunately, I'm not wrong."
The tall and thin middle-aged man next to him said.
"Brother, it seems that you really understand fighting. Please give me some advice in the next game."
The fat man remembered what Zhou Lang said before, and immediately smiled and said to Zhou Lang. Zhou Lang said that he was here to punch, and he thought Zhou Lang was bragging. Now he saw that Zhou Lang seemed to be really capable, at least one
Zhou Lang has good eyesight.
"I'm going to play later. Remember, you all buy me and win, how much money you have to buy." Zhou Lang smiled, then stood up and walked slowly towards the iron cage ring.
"He really wants to go to the ring? Is he a master?" The fat man lowered his voice and said to the tall and thin man beside him.
"It's hard to say. I'll talk about it when he fights one game first. If he wins, I'll bet on him in the second game." said the master man.
...
"Is there anyone who challenged this challenge? As long as he succeeds in challenging him, he can get two million yuan and get rich overnight!"
The strong man who was knocked out of the iron arhat was carried out of the iron cage boxing ring, and a fancy-dressed host entered the iron cage and shouted loudly.
The strong man was defeated, and no one dared to take the championship for a while.
"I'll do it!"
At this moment, Zhou Lang walked to the iron cage boxing world. His voice was not loud, but he suppressed the comments in the boxing ring. Everyone could hear his words clearly.
"What's your name?" the host asked Zhou Lang.
"My name is Zhou Lang." Zhou Lang said.
Because He Feihong was not here tonight and his bodyguards were not there, no one knew him, and no one knew how terrifying he was.
"I think you are very sensible. Is this the first time you have come here to challenge?" The host saw that Zhou Lang was pretty and had no evil spirit, and couldn't help but say: "Young man, either die or be injured in the black boxing competition.
You still have a chance to turn around and leave now. Once you enter the ring, you can only fight."
"Open the door, I'm going to sweep across your boxing ring tonight."
Zhou Lang said lightly that the first step he taught He Feihong a lesson was to destroy his underground boxing ring. As long as he participated in the black boxing competition, He Feihong would lose every game.
"Young man, you have a lot of tone and courage. I wonder if you have this ability and whether you are qualified enough. Why don't we arrange a junior boxer to compete with you first?"
The host teased that he thought he had met an arrogant young man who wanted to make a lot of money. He didn't know that this underground boxing ring would soon suffer a devastating blow.
"Bang!"
Zhou Lang suddenly punched the iron cage, and the thick steel pipe on the iron cage was bent.
"Am I qualified to challenge the champion?" Zhou Lang sneered. He just used a little bit of his physical strength just now and had not used his true energy yet. If he used his true energy, the iron cage would be smashed by him!
"So he is a master, Mr. Zhou, please!" After a moment of surprise, the host immediately changed his tone and opened the door of the iron cage boxing ring, and asked Zhou Lang to enter the iron cage.
The "Iron Arhat" in the iron cage looked down on Zhou Lang at all, but Zhou Lang's punch just now shocked him. He knew that Zhou Lang was a master, so he immediately focused his energy and stared at Zhou Lang fiercely.
"Damn, he is really a master. I decided to take a gamble and buy him with all the money to win!" The fat man who had previously talked to Zhou Lang was also excited.