Xiao Yun had a nonchalant expression on his face, as if he was not the one who took action just now.
"Brother, let's go." Xiao Yun pulled up the stunned Zhang Zhengye and strode towards the door.
Behind him, a group of people suddenly burst into panic and exclamations.
"Biao...Brother Biao! Brother Biao!"
"Quick, call an ambulance! Brother Biao's nose is broken!"
"Hand! Brother Biao's hand is broken! What should I do..."
In the underground boxing ring, chaos instantly broke out.
Even if someone noticed Xiao Yun pulling Zhang Zhengye away, they would not dare to stop him at all, and even lowered their heads for fear of looking into Xiao Yun's eyes.
So, Xiao Yun swaggered and pulled the stunned Zhang Zhengye out of the underground boxing ring.
After exiting the door, the two took the elevator back to the first floor.
It wasn't until the evening wind blew in his face that Zhang Zhengye came back to his senses with a jolt.
He looked at Xiao Yun, who was unharmed, and then looked back at the door of the hotel. In an instant, a touch of surprise slowly filled his eyes.
"Xiao Yun, I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting! You're so awesome!" Zhang Zhengye rubbed Xiao Yun's hair and said excitedly.
Xiao Yun's face returned to his shy look.
He touched his nose sheepishly and said, "Hey, that's okay."
Although this underground boxing ring is essentially just an entertainment project for the public, there are no real masters fighting in the ring.
But as a retired champion, it is impossible for Li Biao not to have some qualities in himself.
Xiao Yun can easily defeat the opponent with one punch, which is simply incredible!
On the way back, Zhang Zhengye curiously asked Xiao Yun where he learned Kung Fu.
Xiao Yun smiled and said that he played a set of Wuqinxi every morning.
Zhang Zhengye was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
After this farce, the two of them lost interest in going there to have fun anymore and drove directly back to Dingxiu Qingxi.
Zhang Zhengye parked the car at the door of Villa No. 1, did not turn off the engine, but sat in the driver's seat. After a few brief instructions to Xiao Yun, he was ready to leave.
Xiao Yun watched his car leave, then turned and walked back home.
As soon as he entered the house, he received a call from Lin Qiaoqiao.
"Xiao Yun, are you asleep?"
On the other end of the phone, Lin Qiaoqiao's voice was hoarse and lazy.
"There's no second lady yet. What's the matter?" Xiao Yun said.
"Oh, Xiao Yun, Peter is dead..." Lin Qiaoqiao choked on the phone.
"Ah? Peter is dead?" Xiao Yun said confused.
Who is Peter? Is Lin Qiaoqiao's good friend?
Instantly, the image of her proud and beautiful face covered with tears appeared in Xiao Yun's mind.
"Second Miss, people cannot be resurrected, please stop crying." Xiao Yun was not very good at comforting people and said in a clumsy tone.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and Lin Qiaoqiao continued: "Xiao Yun, come over and accompany me right away."
Before Xiao Yun could say anything else, a disconnected beep sounded on the other end of the phone.
This wealthy lady really knows how to trouble people.
Xiao Yun held the phone and sighed helplessly.
He went up to his mother's room on the second floor, gave a brief explanation, took his coat, hurried out of the community, took a taxi on the roadside, and rushed to the Lin family's villa on the Golden Lakeside.